****** rubbed his slightly swollen and bruised right face, holding a few brand-new banknotes in his hand, and slowly walked out the door like a resentful woman who had just been abandoned.
Behind him was another man, wearing a light blue denim jacket, lined with a white T-shirt and a pair of black casual pants. He looked very fresh and sunny, which made him look younger.
He looks several years younger than his actual age.
Glancing longingly at the man behind him, he pretended not to be inferior, raised his chin proudly, shook the collar of the striped open-chest shirt he was wearing, and demonstrated: "In terms of looks, I will not lose to you!"
The man behind him didn't take it seriously and didn't even look at him. His tone was cold: "In terms of dressing up, you still can't keep up with the trends of the times."
Ouch——!!
Defeat him with just one sentence——!!
Charles slumped his shoulders feebly, looked at Daniel walking towards the garage, and asked loudly: "Where are you going?"
"none of your business!"
Shrugging his shoulders in a self-indulgent manner, Charles walked away in the opposite direction to Daniel.
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There is very little traffic at the entrance of a pharmacy, and almost everyone who passes the prescription is in a hurry.
In big cities, life is always stressful and breathless.
After walking out of the pharmacy leisurely carrying a bag of anti-inflammatory and analgesic medicine, Charles stood on the side of the road aimlessly looking back and forth.
Finally, he stopped a taxi and got in.
The car kept driving in the direction of Tran Avenue and stopped when it reached the location where the murder occurred last night.
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There are many tools, wood and bricks left over from the construction period on a large and empty rooftop.
The ground was covered with dust and gravel, and there was a faint smell of rust in the air.
Standing on the deserted rooftop, Charles pursed his lips and walked to the edge of the rooftop with an expressionless expression.
Leaning on the stone wall at the edge of the rooftop, Charles looked down, and his vision immediately fell on a busy street.
The shops on one side of the street were closed, and the police outside blocked off the road into a square with yellow tape.
Looking down from his height, he could vaguely see the outline of a human figure outlined with white chalk on the ground inside the yellow blockade.
That's where Luther was shot and killed last night.
From this angle, it was exactly the sniper position where Charles saw the mysterious man last night.
Lowering his head, he searched for some clues on the walls and ground near him.
The ground was covered with dust particles, and except for Charles's footprints, no other strange marks were found.
There were some slight scratches on the low wall where Charles' body was next to it, a bit like marks caused by something heavy object having been placed on it.
It was probably caused by the sniper rifle.
Charles turned his head and looked at the doorknob of the rooftop door. Normally speaking, if the mysterious man was so powerful, he would not have left any fingerprints on the doorknob!
Giving up the idea of looking for fingerprints, Charles continued to pace back and forth on the rooftop cautiously.
Finally, when he found nothing and was about to leave, his body suddenly froze as if he had been electrocuted.
A sharp light suddenly flashed in his eyes.
He quickly walked back to where he had been overlooking the situation downstairs.
On the wall where he found scratches, he squatted down and put his face close to the suspicious scratches.
Taking a closer look, observing every line on the scratch, he suddenly discovered an almost invisible clue.
There are horizontal and vertical tooth marks on the scratches, which are basically undetectable if you don't look carefully.
This is where the handle of the sniper rifle should be supported. Based on his knowledge and structure of firearms, he seems to have never seen a sniper rifle with horizontal teeth marks on the bottom of the handle.
Well, maybe his understanding is still 20 years ago...
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The quiet and deserted living room is clean, simple and spotless.
Furniture and other furnishings were as orderly as usual. Even the flowers and leaves of the orchid that had just been moved to their house were not covered with a trace of dust, as if someone had carefully wiped them. Every green leaf was green and shiny.
Daniel cherished flowers even more than Charles imagined. Almost every morning, Daniel would not forget to water and wipe the flowers.
Ignoring these things, Charles stood in front of the TV wall and stared at an old man over fifty years old on an air screen.
"So, can you please stop running away when I'm asking you a question?" The other party's face didn't look very good, he raised an eyebrow and asked in a low voice with his face closest to the screen.
Charles nodded absently, frowned and murmured as if in deep thought: "Don't you think this house is too clean to be like a home?"
Colin distanced himself from the screen, leaned back on the chair, spread his palms, and asked with some sulk: "You came to me specifically to ask me these nonsense questions?"
"Actually, I think it's better if the house is a little messier." Completely turning a deaf ear to Colin's words, Charles put his hand on his hips and rubbed his chin with the other, looking at the entire tidy living room.
Colin gritted his teeth in anger: "If you don't have anything important to report, just leave me alone!"
Knowing Colin's low roar sounded, Charles returned to his normal state. He took a deep breath, nodded, and calmly whispered: "By the way, I forgot to talk about business! Colin, you go check it out.
Let me know what model of sniper rifle has a tooth mark pattern on the handle."
He still couldn't get rid of the commanding tone of a superior to his subordinates. He still thought that Colin was still the little follower who followed him like "boss, boss" twenty years ago.
Colin stared at him angrily, trying to suppress his anger, his chest heaving violently.
"Are you looking for clues about the mysterious man who shot Luther last night?"
"Yeah! There is no doubt that Luther has many enemies. However, we can rule out that it was the enemies who did it. The only ones who know Luther's location are those in our m!"
After Charles said something clear and simple, Colin laughed slowly: "I thought you were so busy flirting with Daniel that you forgot about the serious business of investigating the mole!"
"Also, I need Luther's autopsy report!" As if he was immersed in his own reasoning, Charles turned a deaf ear to Colin's teasing, "If you investigate all the details, you will definitely find some clues!"
Although he was very dissatisfied with Charles's attitude when talking to him, he could not deny that Colin truly admired Charles' work ability and meticulousness.
Colin nodded, and then said: "I will first arrange for my men to handle the two things you mentioned, but Charles, remember, you must not let Daniel know your mission. Everyone in CNM has
It may be a traitor, don’t alert the enemy first, this is one of the reasons why I can only ask you to carry out this task, you know?"
As soon as Colin finished speaking, there was a burst of car sounds coming from far and near outside the door, and the cars stopped when they reached the door.
Colin glanced at the door and immediately turned off the communicator without even having time to say goodbye.
The air screen disappeared immediately, and the LCD TV was pushed out of the wall.
The next second, the door was opened.
As soon as Daniel entered the door, he saw Charles standing alone in front of the TV. He immediately asked suspiciously: "What are you doing standing there?"
When Charles saw Daniel coming back, he immediately showed a bright smile and said loudly: "My dear is back? Come on, come on, let me hug you!"
After saying that, he immediately opened his arms and walked straight towards Daniel, intending to give Daniel a deep hug.
Daniel nimbly slipped under Charles' arm without leaving a trace, and asked expressionlessly: "Why did you come back so early?"
"I came back after all the money was spent!" Watching Daniel pass him by, Charles made random excuses to excuse himself.
Then a wisp of light and sweet fragrance slowly overflowed in the air, and entered Charles's breath lightly.
Charles sniffed hard, closed his eyes and sighed as if he was enjoying it: "Such a fragrant buttery smell, where have you been?"