Chapter 117 Too Unfortunate
Through the translucent glass door, the five people saw Chief Klassen go to the opposite room to answer the phone.
Klassen looked very excited and slammed the table vigorously. Boll also grabbed the phone and asked questions repeatedly, as if he couldn't believe what was happening.
Zhong Jialing teased leisurely: "Looking at their appearance, it looks like someone dug up his ancestral grave."
Luo Jiu couldn't help but raise the corner of his mouth, "Anyway, it's bad news for them, but it must be good news for us."
When Paul pushed the door open, everyone tried to suppress their smiles and asked with concern, "What happened? Detective Paul, are you okay?"
Boll's face turned pale. "Someone blew up a train."
Charlotte's mouth dropped open in surprise, "Oh my God, I really hope the heir is okay."
Boll gritted his teeth and said, "It was the carriage he was riding in that was blown up. He was blown into pieces and scattered everywhere."
"Really? That's unfortunate." Charlotte tried not to laugh.
At this time, Klassen put on his coat and waved Boll over.
The door was not closed tightly, and Feng Qi put one foot in the crack of the door, and everyone eavesdropped with a serious look on their faces.
Klassen: "Let them go. We should go to the scene to find the real murderer."
Boll was helpless. "Believe my intuition, this matter must be related to them."
"Oh!" Klassen closed his eyes and instantly became furious. "Don't mention your damn intuition again. Your intuition killed a whole car of colleagues. Screw your intuition and let them go!"
"But..." Bol was a little shaken. "But even if it has nothing to do with them, it must have been done by someone close to them. We can expand the scope of the investigation around them and continue to look for suspects around them."
Klassen's eyes widened with anger, and he almost shouted: "Who? Who else around them can be suspected?
Are they the servants in the manor who are too old to walk, or the little girl on the farm who only knows how to plant potatoes?
Is it the old Chinese lady who can’t even speak English, or the baby who is as strong as a bear?
Fuckingyou Paul, stop telling me your ridiculous inferences, you lunatic, get out of here! "
Bol walked out with a depressed look on his face. Cheng Yaoyao glanced at Bol's water cup on the table and quickly threw a pill into it.
Paul looked at them and said, "You can go now, but this will definitely not be the last time we meet."
Everyone smiled and waved at him, then walked out of the police station holding the child.
On the way back, Luo Jiu asked Cheng Yaoyao, "What did you put in his cup?"
"It's just a pill of hallucinogen. It won't have any other major effects. At most it will make him look more like a lunatic for the next half month."
Everybody laughed cheerfully, and even the night became charming.
Back at Creek Farm, most of the girls from the Thorn Special Forces had returned, except for Zhu Jiumei and Meng Hu, who were in charge of the blasting.
The four were talking to everyone when two people came in from outside with red faces and covered in dust.
It can be seen that both of them are a little nervous.
This plan was made by them on the spur of the moment and was different from the usual ones. They didn't know if the masters would blame them for making decisions on their own.
The two of them walked in awkwardly, "Master, we really can't think of anything else..."
Luo Jiu stood up with a smile, and led everyone in applauding enthusiastically, "You did a great job. In the face of many obstacles, you decisively adjusted your strategy and completed the task brilliantly."
Someone brought over a bouquet of flowers that had been prepared long ago. Luo Jiu held their hands and asked, "Why are your hands so cold?"
The two of them scratched their heads in embarrassment. "We came back on a motorcycle. It was fast, but it was too cold."
Feng Qi laughed, "I forgot to tell you to wear gloves and helmets."
That night, the farm was filled with laughter and Charlotte slept soundly in the manor.
Early the next morning, the newspapers published the news of the train explosion with a big headline: The eighth heir to Grant's inheritance died mysteriously.
Charlotte believed that there would be no ninth heir coming.
That afternoon, the housekeeper came to announce, "Miss Elizabeth is here to visit."
Charlotte was stunned, "Which Elizabeth?"
"Miss Elizabeth Wilson, the eldest daughter of the Wilson family, a shipping tycoon."
Charlotte remembered that she had only met this person once at a banquet and they didn't have much interaction. Now that she was in the spotlight, why did she suddenly visit?
Charlotte originally asked her to meet in the living room, but Elizabeth refused, "I have something very important to tell you. Please find a place where you can talk in peace."
So the two of them came to the study upstairs. As soon as the servant brought the tea and snacks over, Elizabeth said nervously, "Please don't disturb us for the time being."
The maid looked at Charlotte blankly, and Charlotte nodded, and soon they were the only two left in the room.
"What's wrong with you, Elizabeth?"
Elizabeth said, "I have a very important matter that I need your help with. Although it may be a little presumptuous to say it out loud, I really have no other choice. I know we are not close friends, but I think if I tell you, you will understand my situation."
Elizabeth bit her lip and said, "My father is seriously ill and will soon die."
Charlotte took a deep breath. She knew that Duke Wilson also had no sons, only four daughters.
"you mean……"
Elizabeth said: "I don't want my cousin to inherit everything from my father. You know, our family is very rich. But if it belongs to him, there will not be a spoon left for me and my sisters.
I saw the news in the newspaper, and I know you can help me. If the inheritance can be left in my hands, I can meet any conditions proposed by you or your descendants. "
Elizabeth swallowed nervously, knowing what she was implying.
Charlotte said in embarrassment: "I want to help you, but I can't. I didn't do those things."
Elizabeth's eyes were red as she took out a heavy cloth bag from her handbag, which contained more than a dozen gold bars and expensive jewelry.
She pushed these in front of Charlotte, “I know you can’t trust me. I can’t touch my father’s property now. These are my mother’s dowry. They are all we have now and represent our sincerity.
You know what I'm about to face, and I swear that anyone who saves me from this predicament will be repaid for my whole life.
Please discuss this with... with those heroes. I beg you to ask for me."
Charlotte told Luo Jiu the news. Someone came to him for help, which was exactly what Luo Jiu wanted.
If one Grant case is not enough to shake the ancient and outdated laws, then let countless Grant cases shake the entire British Empire.
Luo Jiu said to Charlotte, "Tell Elizabeth to go to the church in Birmingham to find Sister Ruby at ten o'clock tomorrow night. I will meet her there."
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