The Christian Simons they talked about was currently sitting in his villa, leaning on a chair and smoking a cigarette. The small iron box on the table in front of him was already full of cigarette butts.
"Damn, what are those guys doing? They're just sneaking up on an abandoned son of the Gardner family, and they're not done yet." Christian said uneasily, crossing his legs, and then glanced at the table.
In addition to the small iron box containing cigarette ash and cigarette butts, there is also a golden medal on the table. That medal is the King's Choice Medal, and Christian is also one of the candidates.
As Claire said, those who want to steal the medal are nothing more than competitors. Although the medal is made of gold, it cannot change its appearance. Even if ordinary people get it, they cannot go to the bank to exchange it for money, so ordinary people get the medal.
is useless.
Christian had trouble sleeping and eating after becoming a candidate for the king's election. This was his fourth time participating in the king's election. Christian was rejected the first two times and was not even successfully elected as a member. Is his proposal unqualified?
This was true for the first two times, but in the third time, his proposal was approved by most radicals in the capital, but in the end Christian was rejected due to the number of people. This time Christian was confident that he would be selected.
Because the relationship between Helworth and the neighboring Kingdom of Ypres has been tense recently due to oil, his proposal will definitely be recognized by most radicals.
But Christian is still worried. After all, there are fifteen people participating in the king's election this time, and only ten can work in the royal capital at most. This means that in the end, at least five people will be brushed off. He has already been brushed off.
I have come down three times and I will never accept failure the fourth time.
So Christian decided to use some crooked means, that is, to place a high bounty on the black market for the medals of other candidates. Once the candidates lose their medals, they will lose their qualifications for the king's election. This is the best way to deal with the competitors.
It's a pity that every candidate is very strict. After all, the medal is something that cannot be replaced if it is lost. Everyone carries it with them. After waiting for several days, Christian did not receive the message.
Until a few days ago, Christian received the news that the medal of one of his competitors, Sophia Milton, was lost. Christian was immediately overjoyed. The reason for losing the medal was partly because that person had not contacted him.
This also saves you a lot of money.
But soon, a letter secretly reached Christian.
"The medal was stolen by a man with black hair and black eyes, wearing a glove on his right hand. The only person who meets these conditions is Ahs Gardner who lives in the woods. Now the Milton family knows about it and doesn't want the medal to be stolen.
You'd better send someone to get the medal back before it gets back to Sophia."
Christian immediately panicked after seeing the letter. He asked someone to confirm and found that the Milton family had actually gone to the Ahes' house in the woods. Christian immediately sent someone to delay the Milton family's movements, and
Get the medal before they do.
This is how things happened. Christian glanced at the clock and saw that it was already early in the morning, but he still didn't come back.
Just when Christian was about to go to Ahes's house to confirm, a car suddenly stopped at the door of his villa. Christian recognized the car as the car that his men were driving away from.
"It seems that the medal has been obtained and the person has been dealt with." Christian let out a sigh of relief. Before setting off, he reminded them that if they got the medal, they would deal with the person directly.
Only one person got out of the car. Christian looked close to the window and confirmed that it was indeed his subordinate. Christian quickly went downstairs, came to the door and unlocked the door.
"Why so slow?" Christian asked in a low voice.
"Something happened. That guy's Ash Hand is in trouble." The man replied.
"Why are you alone and them?"
"They have something to go to the night market. I came back by myself." The man said, "Let's go in first and talk. It's not convenient outside."
"Yeah." Christian nodded, pushed the door open and let the man in. After entering, he closed the door completely and re-locked the door.
As a result, the moment it was locked, the man put a gun to the back of Christian's head from behind.
"do not move."
"You, what are you doing? Are you crazy? Take the gun away from me!" Christian was shocked and said, raising his hands.
"Just to confirm, you are Christian Simmons, right? Forget it, there is a sign in front of your door, so you don't need to ask." As he said that, the man's face suddenly changed and turned into Ahs's.
Face.
"Slowly turn around." Ahs said again.
Christian did as he was told, and slowly turned around to see Ahes's thick face. Christian was shocked.
"You are, Ahs, why are you..."
"Are you alone at home?"
"..........yes."
"Then there's no need to be so stiff." Ahes smiled slightly after hearing this, put down the pistol, turned his back to Christian and walked towards the sofa.
Christian gritted his teeth, ran directly to the table next to him and opened the drawer. After taking out the pistol, Christian pointed it directly at Ahes' back.
As a result, before the shot was fired, a fog man suddenly jumped down from the ceiling and smashed the pistol to pieces with a slap, and Christian's wrist was also broken.
"Ahhhh!" Christian screamed, covering his wrists and kneeling on the ground.
"Shh, keep your voice down. It's so late. What should I do if I disturb the neighbors? Haha." Ahes put his index finger on his lips. Then Ahes noticed the cigarettes placed on the coffee table and took them directly.
stand up.
"It's a high-end product. Sure enough, you upper-class people will buy this kind of product, but I can tell you responsibly that the one you bought is no different from cheap cigarettes except that the tobacco is pressed more firmly." Ahes took out something from it.
He took one and lit it and said.
"You, what on earth are you going to do!" Christian was sweating profusely in pain.
"I have already killed all your people, so you don't have to think about asking them to accuse them." Ahs said unhurriedly, "Now I want to ask you, who did you listen to?
, that medal is in my hand?"
"have no idea."
"Click!" As soon as he finished speaking, the Fog Man appeared again and stepped on Christian's ankle.
"Ah ah ah, I really, I really don't know. That person wrote to me anonymously, saying that the medal is with you, and that the people in the Milton family also know about it, and asked me to stop it as soon as possible.
There is really only so much left for the Milton family to get the medal before them!" Christian shouted loudly with tears in his eyes and a runny nose.
"Where's the letter?"
"In the drawer of the desk in the first room on the second floor facing the corridor, that's my room."
"Okay, I probably understand." Ahes said, gesturing to Fog Man, who then helped Christian up.
Ahes took the lead to walk towards the second floor, and Fog Man also supported Christian and followed Ahes.
"How did you do it? You should have no other contract except the Book of Ashes." When they went upstairs, Christian asked unwillingly.
"Of course I signed it. Aren't you talking nonsense?"
"Of course I know, but how did you do it..."
"Shut up." Christian Ahes said directly before he finished speaking, "Why are you asking so many questions? Do you want to be silenced?"
Christian quickly shut his mouth and breathed a sigh of relief. Ahes's words proved that he did not intend to kill him.
Arriving in that room, Ahes walked to the desk and opened the drawer, and sure enough he found an envelope inside.
When taking out the envelope, Ahes noticed the golden medal on the table.
"Is this the King's Choice Medal?" Ahes picked up the medal and looked at Christian and said.
"What do you mean?" Christian was a little confused. In his eyes, Ahes just came to take revenge on him because he was angry after being robbed of his medal.
"I didn't steal the medal. You were deceived, and so were the people in the Milton family." Ahes said, putting the medal back on the table and putting the envelope in his pocket.
The fog man then disappeared, and Christian fell to the ground without anyone to support him.
"Well, see you next time, Mr. Simmons, your wrists and ankles were just broken because you accidentally broke them when you went downstairs, right?" Ahes squatted down and looked at Christian and asked.
"Yes, I broke it accidentally." Christian bit his lip and nodded.