I ran to a hot bath comfortably, and Vincent, who had not encountered the bathing elf, lying comfortably on the bed after washing up.

The bedroom is not large, only ten square meters.

The double bed, an old wardrobe, a clothes rack and a desk fill the small house.

Vincent, lying on the bed, considered the current situation.

"A barber with no status earns $13 a month and is less than the middle."

"The previous character was a good face, and she liked to brag about her big mouth, her parents died, and she had no relatives and friends."

"I graduated from high school and started to become a hairdressing apprentice at the age of seventeen. I started to become a master at the age of twenty-three. My master Peter was still quite rich. He moved into his new home half a year ago and died of illness within two months."

"New home, a deadly new home." Vincent said with a pussy.

In this era, rich people like to paste wallpapers at home, and solid color wallpapers in Scheller green are the most popular.

People of this era don’t know that modern Vincent naturally knows it very well.

However, this thing contains copper arsenite that is seriously exceeding the standard, one of the culprits of human cardiovascular diseases and cancer.

In addition, the newly renovated wooden floor, window frames, and anti-corrosion coatings on the door panels also have a lot of lead.

"Old Peter is almost sixty years old. It is a tough time to last for two months in such an environment."

Thinking of this, Vincent looked at the old and poor gray wallpaper and the ground paved with old stone slabs at home, and felt relieved.

Vincent was planning to save money to renovate his home so that he could be more decent and more like the middle class.

Now this idea is directly strangled in the cradle by Vincent.

Turn over and pick up a notepad from the bedside table, marking several things about the future.

On October 13, Miss Mary is coming. She seems to have some hair loss recently. I hope it won't affect our "interest" relationship.

Vincent then saw a plump, sexy and enchanting blonde girl in her mind.

Mary Wall, Vincent now has the best relationship, a standing street girl living on Flower Street.

Vincent is her regular visitor and usually goes once a week.

Mary is also a regular guest of Vincent. She comes to do her hair every two weeks, and the two will also have an in-depth understanding.

"Yeah, you two are quite a match." Vincent commented.

Keep reading.

On October 17, I went to visit the daughter of Old John.

Old John's wife has passed away for many years, leaving a daughter of the same age as Vincent. She is still in school and is about to graduate.

Vincent once pursued him, but the other party disliked him for his low education and looked down on him at all.

After the death of Old John, Vincent would visit him regularly. The boy also planned to take advantage of the situation and win favor and live in the big house left by Old John.

"Sorry, I don't want to die yet."

On October 20, Jim's debt expired. If he didn't pay it back, I would interrupt his dog's nose.

On October 26, the gambling debt I owed to Kahn Gang expired, so remember to hide in advance.

Seeing this, Vincent suddenly sat up, and the memory that Vincent had actively forgotten gradually appeared in his memory.

Vincent often went to underground casinos to gamble and owed 33 Canadian dollars in foreign debt.

A week ago, he was hailed by a police detective who had a relationship with the Kahn Gang, and he almost got scared to pee his pants.

"Fuck! You are really eating, drinking, gamblers, and you won't miss it!"

Just after traveling through time to accept this fucking mess, Vincent wanted to punch him twice in the face.

Thinking of this, Miss Helen's beautiful and seductive eyes flashed: "There is something wrong with this barber."

As she said that, Miss Helen got up, and with the sound of her high heels hitting the floor, she just walked through the wall like a ghost.

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At twelve o'clock in the middle of the night, Rose Street was brightly lit and the streets were crowded with people.

Everyone here is a well-known and high-ranking figure in Ryan City, but at this time they all become melon-eating crowds, pale and faintly fearful.

Rennes, who was mixed in the crowd while the night was in a state of fear, was pale and his hands and feet began to tremble.

This is his jurisdiction. If something happens, he will definitely be the first person in charge.

What's more, my jurisdiction has always been a useless person, and a group of people in the bureau are staring at it.

I have always liked to step on dogs falling into the water, but this time, it was him who fell into the water.

"This matter is definitely a big deal, and I can't continue to waste my time."

"Catch a replacement murderer first and calm public opinion."

"Follow up the loopholes and shirking responsibility."

"If it really doesn't work, just take the money and run away!"

Thinking of this, Renne was very glad that he had a relationship with the powerful Kahn Gang.

The Ryan City Police Department has dispatched all its troops to surround the scene and block the news.

Rennes, who had already made plans, gradually calmed down, lowered his hat brim and quickly walked through the blockade belt with Jack.

When he walked into the villa, the once sophisticated and exquisite villa was gone.

At this time, there were messy blood everywhere, and internal organs and minced meat everywhere.

Looking around, he didn't know whether these things belonged to the same corpse.

"Is this... this... this... this is what people do?" Rennes was so scared that his hands and feet were cold.

It’s not that he has never seen the corpse, but it is indeed too bloody and terrifying.

Walking all the way to the study, I happened to see David Hawke's head hanging from the roof of the shed by his intestines.

The twists, fear and despair on his face were so terrifying and weird.

Ren swallowed and turned to ask the agent who came first: "How is the deceased?"

The agent reported: "The victims currently counted include David Hawke himself, his two sons, his wife, his younger brother who lives here temporarily, and seven male servants, a total of 12 people."

"Everyone has been torn apart, and the body has no way to restore it."

When Renn heard this, he knew that things were completely stalemate.

Afterwards, he pretended to investigate for a while, but his mind was thinking about the right scapegoat.

"I remember there was a barber who owed Kahn's gambling debt, and his name was Ludwig..."

Regarding this gambling debt, Rennes also helped Kahn ask for it.

At that time, the guy was scared and trembling, which made Renne feel very majestic and powerful.

He gave the barber the deadline on the 26th of this month.

But the money that needs to be repaid has increased from 31 Canadian dollars to 33 Canadian dollars.

"Yes, it's you!"

"The poor barber used his position to find out the address of the kind philanthropist David Hawke."

"The greedy guy came in to steal things while the night was sunny, and was discovered. Then he became fierce and killed David Hawke in a crazy and cruel way."

"It even includes two underage children! It's so damn!"

Speaking of this, Rennes was already angry.

He was so fast that he believed it.

"The incident tonight will not be available to the newspaper the morning after tomorrow."

"I need some time to investigate clearly and arrest people tomorrow morning!"

As for the evidence and details, whether or not they have the ability, it doesn't matter.

Stupid people only need to know the results, they are not worthy of knowing the details.

Now there are thousands of cults in the empire. I can just give him an organizational title, and by the way, I can also show the courage of my Inspector Rennes.

"Inspector Renne, who cares about the people, investigated overnight, meticulously, discovered important clues, and arrested the murderer the next morning!"

"At the same time, through the massacre of the family, the cultists who were hiding in the barbers, secretly collecting the blood of the people of the empire, and holding the ceremony!"

He even fantasized about newspaper reporters interviewing him, rushing to report his case as a god.

He even thoughtfully helped the reporter think about the headlines and content of the newspaper.
Chapter completed!