The two people involved in the case this time, Leonardo da Vinci and Suwalt, were imprisoned as the defendant, but they are probably doing okay now, after all, Anno has already intimidated the person in charge.
As for Sewart, before the second trial, he was still living as he should. The difference was that he would not go to the pub to drink, but would only drink at home.
"Suatel is not a diligent model. Long-term drinking has made him look handsome but his figure is out of shape." Anno leaned against the carriage door and analyzed to Ludovic. "In addition, he loves drinking very much.
, so we have been on the line of food and clothing for a long time.”
"His parents passed away very early. He was left with his brother, Manlio, who was ten years younger than him."
"According to my investigation, Suwalt has been drinking wine of average quality in the tavern, but a week ago, Suwalt directly purchased several bottles of high-quality wine, and he has never been to the tavern since."
"So, at a certain time a week ago, Suwalt got a lot of wealth."
Ludovic did not speak, but quietly sorted out this information in his mind to transform it into a weapon for Leonardo to win the case.
"Now, we need to find Manlio, a young man who has been domestically abused by his brother for a long time, to prove something."
"And the bottle of medicine that Suwalt used as evidence." Annuo sneered, "The cork of the bottle has not been opened, who knows what is inside."
"Then, in this case, what happened is already very clear." Ludovic laughed, "Don't worry, Mr. Lawrence, I understand what to do."
The carriage drove very fast and had already arrived near Suwalt's house.
The two got out of the car and found Suwalt's home.
At this time, Suwalt will not be at home.
Annuo didn't care whether there was anyone at home or not, and just forced the door open.
What hit me was the strong and disgusting smell of alcohol and sweat.
"Excuse me, Mr. Manlio should live here." Annuo said loudly, resisting the feeling of vomiting.
A head poked out from behind the door of the back room.
"who are you."
"Hello, are you Mr. Manlio?" Annuo walked directly into the back room without any unnecessary nonsense.
What appeared in front of me was a thin boy.
Manlio Springer is this boy's name.
When Annuo walked into the back room, Manlio hid in the corner in fear.
"Please come out, we are not your brother's friends and we will not hurt you." Anno understood why Manlio was afraid. According to the investigation by Verrocchio's friends, Suwalt abused him almost several days a week.
Manrio sometimes even brings friends he met in the tavern to play Manrio together.
"I am Manlio." The little boy huddled in the corner, "What can you do?"
Anno walked into Manlio and observed him carefully.
The whole body was almost covered with bruises, bloodstains and scabbed wounds. There seemed to be some kind of moss on the skin, which was wrinkled. His eyes looked at Annuo with fear and panic.
"Tsk, this scumbag..." An Nuo spat.
Lucvedo wrote and drew on paper, recording something.
Annuo originally just wanted to ask Manlio something, and then left after asking.
But now it seems...
All I can say is that if someone were not hard-hearted in this situation, perhaps no one would ignore it.