Alcohol is a good thing. It can paralyze nerves and cause brain cells to die irreversibly. Looking at many Alzheimer's patients, most of them have the habit of drinking on a daily basis.

Although this thing is harmful, many people are still addicted to it. In fact, when you get old, you live in a mess, or even live in memories, it is not a sad thing. At least in that memory, everyone is in their prime, not in old age.

The hotel owner was blushing and drank his head. Under the influence of wine and meat, he took off his coat and draped it on his shoulders, and talked about this murder case that should not have been mentioned.

Actually, it is not a big deal. For people living in Tynere, seeing dead people is as common as seeing cats and dogs dead on the road. In the early years, the tycoons formed were fighting and gangs were fighting. Which one was not killed and blood flowed into a river, and the broken limbs and arms were scattered all over the ground?

Sometimes there is not enough staff in the police station, and the residents on the roadside take the initiative to carry buckets out to clean the blood all over the floor. Seeing a dead person is like looking at the front meat on a chopping board for the boss who runs a hotel business.

In his narrative, a past that had been covered with dust for several years surfaced again.

"It was a time when the weather was not too hot. I forgot whether it was spring or winter. In short, the weather was not too hot..." He held the wine glass and took another sip. The young man around him quickly poured it on him. He looked at the slightly turbid wine in the wine glass with a happy feeling, and he felt very comfortable. He had a desire to express himself. If he didn't say anything, he suspected that he would go crazy.

"During that time, four guests came to my hotel, three men and one woman. They were in the same group, but each of them opened a separate room."

"You know, the former Tynell...", his shoulders trembled and sneered a few times, "It's like a manure tank, there's no industry here that can be seen. People are climbing up to squeeze others, even..."

He stopped talking, obviously thinking about something, and changed the subject directly, "I can remember those people because these people are very strange. They can rent two or three rooms, but they just want each person to rent one, so I remember it very clearly that these people are not short of money."

"They lived there for many days. I don't think they look like good people. Everyone is gloomy. Later, they borrowed a car from somewhere and went around nearby."

"Later, one night, something happened to the woman among the four people..." The owner of the tavern seemed to be recalling something. After a long time, he shook his head and put the wine in the cup completely together. He sighed, "It's very miserable, I have a lot of injuries on my body. I've abandoned that room now, and has now been changed into a storage room..."

The two young men looked at each other, and one of them asked again, "Where did the murderer be caught? I really don't know what kind of person he is able to attack women."

The hotel owner ate some meat and added the wine, "I didn't catch it, and I don't know what happened later."

"After such a big thing, the guests who lived in the hotel must have been frightened. Did anyone check out? Boss, you have suffered a lot of losses." This sentence was very interesting, and I wanted to ask for more detailed content.

The hotel owner lowered his head and kicked the ground under his feet. When he looked up again, he looked at the bustling streets on the roadside, "I forgot."

The two young men did not ask again and started eating meat and drinking. Soon the two pots of meat and a bottle of wine on the table were wiped out by the three of them. The two young men patted their butts and went back to sleep. The hotel owner took a handful of change and asked the children at home to help him see the shop, and walked towards a nearby small bar.

The young man standing behind the curtain on the third floor took it back from the back of the hotel owner who disappeared at the entrance of the alley. The instructions given to them were originally to lurk in order to build appropriate social relations. Don't investigate the case of Colonel Anna being assassinated for the time being.

But just last month, news suddenly came from the imperial capital, asking them to restart the investigation of Colonel Anna's assassination case. The two people were the registration book of this small hotel.

According to the evidence they collected before, there was more than one person in the room that Colonel Anna was assassinated on the night, and even a professionally trained man could hardly win.

The characteristic of this woman is that she was ruthless. Until she had been dead for several years, there were legends about her in the Rose Knights, including the legend that she removed one of her ribs and stabbed a mission target as a dagger, which was constantly intimidating all newcomers.

It was such an extremely cruel woman who died quietly in this small hotel. What was even more terrifying was that she was investigating clues about Bloody Dawn at that time, and it was very likely that she was killed by members of Bloody Dawn in this hotel.

After Mennon's death, the empire completely lost the opportunity to know the whereabouts of some of the main characters in the Blood Dawn. Mennon didn't have time to say these news and was killed by Dulin. If the rumors were rumored, it would be untrue, which also led to the suspension of subsequent plans.

The plan is now restarted because of the small differences between Dulin and the eldest prince. Whether Dulin is involved in the case of Blood Dawn, he has grown up in Trnere.

He was not joined in the Blood Dawn, so it was obviously the best result, but if he joined, as long as he found the evidence, there was no need to worry that Dulin would become the next Magus. Those evidences could easily destroy him, no matter what means he had, who were standing behind him.

With the idea of ​​not being afraid of failure in trying, these members of the organization lurking in Trenel City to cultivate social relations began to move again.

The idea of ​​these two people is very simple. If the person who assassinated Colonel Anna was from outside, then someone would have met these two people at that time.

You should know that cars were still luxury goods at that time. No one in this small city could afford to buy a car or drive a car.

Even if they didn't drive, with the traffic of Tenel at that time, including the hotel owner, they must have seen these people.

The evidence collected in the early stage of the hotel did not have any testimony in this regard. He said that he had not seen anyone entering and leaving the hotel, so it was very likely that the person who assassinated Colonel Anna had moved into the hotel as a resident before the incident. After assassinating Colonel Anna, they did not escape, but returned to their room and were asked to leave here by the police.

Whether this is a feasible direction of detection or not, the two young men were planning to give it a try. They had already found out the words of the hotel owner today, and they had registered the resident's registration book and placed it in the room where Colonel Anna was killed.

Seeing that the hotel owner had already gone to help the poor girls who could not afford to wear clothes, the two young men gently opened the blocked door with special keys, and they brought candles for lighting equipment.

In the dusty boxes, I started my work tonight.

On the other hand, the hotel owner came to the small bar that he often visited. Most bars in Trenell do not have alcohol licenses that sell alcohol and beverages. They are all operating illegally, but the nature of this city is very special. The police do not like to catch these people, and the Bureau of Contraband Investigation is completely timid.

Two consecutive directors were arrested and imprisoned for malfeasance and duty crimes. The Contraband Investigation Bureau has a poor reputation and no one wants them to do anything. Now Tynere's Contraband Investigation Bureau has become a paradise for exile waste in Kanles State.

The reason why it is called a paradise is purely because although it is full of losers and waste in the struggle in Kanles State, their law enforcement power still exists. In order not to cause trouble for each other, bars of all sizes will "offer" to the Bureau of Investigation of Contraband every month.

From paying cash naked to giving some wine, drinks and even beef, agents who had no ambitions and gave up on their own began to settle down, which led to the popularization of illegal bars in Trère City's special environment.

In fact, there is another saying behind this, which is limited to some people who wander in the gray area. They often say that almost all the wines of Trère come from Dulin's hands, and no one can check Dulin. If you don't want to be unlucky, it's best not to touch these bars and these wines.

It is hard to say whether this is the real reason for the formation of Trneel's special environment, but there is still some reason.

The hotel owner pushed open the bar door in the alley. There was nothing to hide. Everything was generous. He also hung a neon sign with a luminous tube woven red high heels and yellow wine glasses. It was particularly bright in this alley at night.

The tavern owner was already a little drunk. He forced himself to control his body and walked to the bar counter with a little less stable condition. The bartender immediately walked over, "What do you want?"

He swallowed, smiled with a cracked mouth, revealing a mouthful of jagged yellow teeth, emitting a disgusting odor, and leaned over on the table, "I want to sell some information..."

The bartender looked at him, "You know, some jokes can be miserable."

"Why, do you think I'm kidding now?" The owner of the tavern was a little angry. His voice became louder and everyone around him looked over. The bartender frowned and tilted his head. Then he smiled and walked into the bartender through one side and walked in through the door behind the bartender.

The guests next to the bar didn't care about this. Trafficking of intelligence has always been the source of life for some of them. From intelligence of one dollar or two dollars to intelligence of dozens or hundreds or thousands, these large and small intelligences form Tynere's low intelligence network, and some of them have certain economic value will be circulated to other places.

This is also the favorite job for lazy and idle men. It doesn’t require physical energy. Just look for people to drink and chat everywhere. Maybe one news will be sold for hundreds or thousands of yuan.

The hotel owner who walked into the backstage suddenly felt a little cold. This was a cold storage with some beef legs, ham, and some other meats.

I don’t know how long it took to accumulate on the ground, there were some bright red blood on the gray and black ice surface. The cold air made him spew out two hot air from his nostrils every time he breathed, and his drunkenness became a little clearer.

He hesitated to leave, but he still gritted his teeth and continued to walk forward until he passed through the cold storage and entered a warm room.

A guy with an old gas mask sat on a simple chair. There was a very shabby table in front of him. The weird guy looked up at the tavern owner. Through the closed glass piece, the two people's eyes touched the air, and the hotel owner moved his eyes away.

"The information content does not need to be detailed, and then your offer. If I am interested, we can continue to talk. If I am not interested, you can leave through the small door next to you, and after you go out, you will be in another alley."

"It's fair..." The owner of the tavern said inexplicably, perhaps a little timid, "I don't know if you know me. I am the owner of the small hotel next to me. You know that a murder happened in my place before. Recently, someone has begun to be interested in that case. I think it should be a little money."

The guy in charge of intelligence trading laughed a few times, "Why do you think this news is valuable? If I were you, I wouldn't waste so much time on this matter. You can leave. Of course, if you have better news next time, you can come to me."

The tavern owner did not leave, but stood there, "Three hundred yuan, no, five, no, one thousand yuan, this news is one thousand yuan!"

The guy wearing a mask was stunned. He did not mock the tavern owner for overestimating his ability, nor did he let this drunken silly be out, but asked a very critical question, "Why do you think this news is worth a thousand yuan?"

This is the ability that everyone who makes a living by buying and selling intelligence must master. People like them cannot ensure that they have the most fair and correct assessment of the value of each intelligence. In fact, the prices of most intelligence come from the bargaining behavior of both parties. When the tavern owner directly shouts for one thousand yuan, the masked man realizes that there must be something he has not noticed, so the hotel owner dares to shout for one thousand yuan.

The hotel owner licked his lips, and then in just two seconds he conquered the masked man, asking him to sincerely take out a thousand dollars and stuff them into the hotel owner's hand.

The hotel owner said, "The police chief was named Mason and Mason Kesma at the time of the incident!"

In fact, this is a very obvious high-priced news. The reason why the masked man didn't expect was that he had to deal with too many things and could not properly take care of all aspects.

But his reaction was quick. When the hotel owner said that Director Mason Ksma was the man in mask suddenly woke up.

There are still people who secretly investigated the case before explaining that there was something wrong with this case. It happened that Mason was the chief of the police at that time. It is very likely that Mason himself and even Du Lin were involved in this case.

Now Mason is the mayor of Trère, and Dulin is the governor of Ambiluo State. If this news is true, his guess is also true. A thousand dollars can be said to have made a lot of money.

He only needs to make a phone call and tell people who have nothing to do with Mason or Dulin. He will be able to walk sideways in Trère in the future. Everyone knows that this is the city of the Ksma family!

Later, Mason returned from social engagements outside. Tynere's special geographical location was its fatal point in the past, but in this era of international trade, it has become its advantage.

The cost of land transportation has gradually increased than the cost of sea transportation. Moreover, with the improvement of the power cabin technology for navigation, including the renewal of catalysts, although the crystals required to drive large cargo ships have not been reduced, the cargo warehouses that can be dragged are increasing.

Logically speaking, land transportation should start to decline, but in inland areas where water transportation resources are scarce, the final transportation still depends on land transportation.

In this regard, TNER is not short of resources. Several transnational railways pass through TNER City, which also made TNER City prosper rapidly at a speed visible to the naked eye.

A large number of foreign-funded enterprises settled in Trère to set up offices and then expanded into companies, some of whom even planned to establish regional headquarters stationed in the empire here. The arrival of these people accelerated the economic development and construction of Trère City. Of course, it can also be said that Mason is a very lucky guy.

The city's economy is growing rapidly, and everyone living here can immediately feel it. Ten years ago, the salary was only a dozen yuan a month, but now it is at least seventy yuan a month. This is change, a real change.

The people at the bottom will not understand the national economic development issues. They only know that they are receiving several times the salary they have now, and all this happened after Mason took office. Then Mason is a qualified mayor and a respected mayor.

With his surname and his bloodline, he is a well-deserved superstar in this city.

He took off his coat and sat on the sofa, emitting a strong smell of alcohol all over his body. In fact, Mason is a good person. At least he will not stay at night like other men. No matter what kind of social engagements he has, he will come back to bed every night. No matter how late he is, he must come back.

His wife gave him a cup of bitter sober soup. It is said to be a traditional method. He boiled it with burnt coffee beans and ten times the bitter chrysanthemum petals. This dark brown water can make the drunk people feel better in one cup.

Mason drank some, but the effect was not as good as it was at the beginning. He was still drunk and motionless, as if he was about to fall asleep.

At this moment, the phone rings in the hall. Mason, who was so drunk that he was almost unconscious, insisted on answering the phone in person. Less than five seconds after he received the call and said "It's me", he sat up straight and began to secrete a large amount of sweat beads all over his body, which could not be wiped clean!
Chapter completed!