Mason didn't know much about what his father did when he was young. With Mr. Ksma's personality, he could not live honestly in the countryside by farming. Dulin knew more about these issues. Who made him the most special one in the Ksma family?

As a father of many children, it is impossible to distribute fatherly love to each child evenly. There will definitely be more choices and less choices.

Mr. Ksma was very unhappy when Dulin proposed to leave home, but after Dulin left, he actually hummed a small song secretly.

No "hero" father would want his children to be submissive. The more brilliant and gorgeous the father's life is, the more he hopes that his children can have someone like him. It is unique, wonderful, and unique.

Just so happened that Dulin satisfied this. If Mr. Ksma was scolded the most when he scolded, it must be Dulin. But if he wanted to ask who he liked the most, he would not say that Dulin was Dulin, but he would not have another choice in his heart.

Sometimes Mason would feel some kind of discomfort that could not be said, but this discomfort would soon disappear. He was a person who was easily content. If it weren't for Dulin's request, he might not even want to choose a mayor, and it would be better to be a police chief for the rest of his life.

The greater the ability a person has, the greater the responsibility he has to bear. Thinking about it like this, Mason feels that he doesn't know that something may not be a bad thing, but rather a good thing.

But now, he felt that he should figure it out, figure out how much is happening here!

After many years, someone came to investigate the case. Thinking of other connections, Mason vaguely felt that these people were not such simple guys, and the organization behind them was not an ordinary organization.

After hanging up the phone, he ordered, "Put the bath water for me. I need a bath, bathtub!" After that, he went back to the room to take off his clothes. His underwear was wet and stuck to his body with sweat. It was very uncomfortable. He needed to take a bath, and at the same time he also needed to think about it and figure out what was going on behind this matter.

After all, Mason cannot be considered a strict bad guy. He is actually a good old man. He never has any harsh expressions and airs when dealing with colleagues and subordinates. He is not as dirty and obscene as other powerful people. He hardly uses his pistol to aim at anyone and shoot. He can even say that he has never killed anyone!

He is not a bad person, but he cannot be said to be an honest person because of this. Even if the children of the Ksma family are not bad, they are definitely not a good child. This is the consensus of all the residents of Alfalfa Town.

Being able to conduct a sneaky investigation again a few years after the incident gave Mason a very keen sense of the identity of these people they might be official.

This understanding is also the experience I gained when I was a local police chief in the past few years. Whether it is a gang or a capitalist, their hatred rarely goes "overnight". It is not that it cannot exceed twenty-four hours, but that it often chooses to settle it as soon as possible.

If you can beat it, you will give in. If you can't beat it, you will admit defeat. There will be no matter that will not be resolved until a few years later.

For ordinary people, the world and society are changing too quickly. What they have to do is keep up with the pace of the times and society, not let themselves be abandoned by the times, and then strengthen themselves as much as possible. They will not spend too much time and energy on something or people that cannot bring social value to them for a long time, end the old as soon as possible, and start the new as soon as possible. This is their rule.

On the contrary, the official organization can be said to be very delayed in this regard, and it is not too slow to wait. Is this because the official does not pay attention to it?

In fact, it is not, it’s just that there are too many official matters. Just like when Mason was the police chief, dozens to hundreds of cases of different sizes occurred in Trère City every day. If each case has to be resolved within 24 or 48 hours, it can basically be said to be impossible.

Each case requires investigation and evidence collection one by one, and then comprehensively dialectically testify the testimony of both parties and finally submit it to the local court for a resolution. Sometimes it is normal for a case that is not in a hurry to be delayed for a month or two.

In addition, there are some style issues. The police in charge of handling the case will definitely be very at last, but they will not work very hard. They must solve the case first if they don’t even sleep.

They can sleep, rest, go to the bar, and take their families out for fun on weekends and holidays.

For them, solving cases is not their lifelong pursuit, but their work, working during working hours, and refusing to work during non-work hours. This is the official attitude.

These people restarted the investigation plan after so long and have been lurking for about a year. This meticulousness and inefficiency all exudes the unique flavor of an official organization.

The truth that time is the money cannot be found in these people. If it is really a private organization investigating these things, they can kidnap the hotel owner and then pick out what they want from his mouth through torture.

But they didn't, they chose the stupidest way to get these messages, they must be official people with enough tangle, but not active enough.

In an instant, the water in the bathtub was already seventy-fourthful. Mason entered the bathroom and asked his wife to leave first, then held the phone next to the fish tank.

He slowly slid down and breathed comfortably. After a while, he called Du Lin. He didn't know how to deal with these things, so he should let Du Lin know about them.

Before Du Lin could say "It's me", he could hear Mason's voice. Now the technology about telephones is very advanced. Unlike when the phone just came out, the sound is distorted, which often makes people unable to hear who is on the other side of the receiver.

Hearing Mason's voice, Dulin laughed a few times and asked, "Why did you think of calling me so late?"

The meaning of this sentence is that if nothing happens, it is best to say a long story short. It is already so late. If there is a long paragraph and it is not so urgent, it can be said tomorrow during the day.

It is an innate instinct for everyone to use their working time to deal with private matters.

Mason did not joke with Du Lin and told the news he had received. The more Du Lin heard, his brows became tighter and tighter.

Some time ago, news came over there that someone was investigating some old things. Dulin was a little unsatisfied and thought that the story might be about the eldest prince or Mr. Kesma. The former blamed himself and the latter blamed Mr. Kesma. Such a large statue can be seen by anyone. If someone who has seen Mr. Kesma will definitely think of something, although Mr. Kesma said that no one has seen his true face.

Du Lin absolutely did not believe this sentence, but if the old man insisted on saying this, he couldn't just do the opposite.

Now that this news is added, he can be sure that those people are still investigating Anna's case, only Anna's case is shocking enough to arouse strong dissatisfaction among high-rise buildings in society.

He rubbed his temples, walked to the window, looked at the night view outside the window and ordered, "I know this, just leave it to me to deal with it. You think nothing has happened. Have a good sleep and I will solve these problems as soon as possible."

"I know you are very capable, but I also want to know what happened, why there are always people investigating some things here, not on your side." Mason is not a fool. If you are investigating Dulin's problem, these people can investigate Dulin in Ambilou, Audis, and Illian.

These places are the places where Dulin made his fortune, and there must be a large amount of criminal evidence related to Dulin. But these are just not investigating in those places, but they will never let Tneel go. What does this mean?

It means that the object of their investigation was not necessarily Dulin, but others, such as their father, Mr. Ksma.

"We are a family, I am your brother, I have the right to know the truth of some things, Dulin." Mason's tone was not high-pitched, but very powerful. "You can't hide some things from me for the rest of your life. I will know the truth behind these things one day, but whether I know today or in the future, I only have one wish..."

He paused for a moment, his voice becoming more emotional, "I hope it was you, or my family, who told me this, not someone else!"

"It's a reasonable request. If you have nothing to do tomorrow, you can go back and talk to Mr. Ksma about what he did when he was young, so that we have to deal with these things today decades later!"

"In addition, you should pay a little attention to this matter. There should be other people lurking in Tyneer to collect clues. I will help you deal with these two people first. Call me if you have anything. In addition, it is better for you to carry weapons with you now. This is not a joke!"

After hanging up the phone, Du Lin rubbed his temples. The two people were reluctant to part with Anna's case and restarted the investigation a few years later. He believed that there might be some other incentives, such as some new and breakthrough clues they obtained, so they restarted the investigation.

But now no matter how he guesses, he must first solve these two problems and then interrogate them for more trouble.

Twenty minutes later, a truck stopped at the corner of the street a little far from the hotel. About twenty people with dome exhibitions and sold, wearing turtleneck windbreakers and bulging under the windbreakers were walking on the street. The pedestrians around immediately began to change their routes spontaneously and quietly.

No one would stay here to watch the fun. Since a young man who was watching the fun was found after the police arrived at the scene and asked him if he was willing to testify in court, he was found floating in the Onyx River the next day. People have understood this simple truth, and some fun would kill people after watching it.

The owner of a small hotel sits at the bar and watches TV. The TV's own cable TV group starts with the ordering of installments and ratings for the TV. This cheap entertainment project has entered thousands of households and has become an essential entertainment project for most families every night.

Some cheap electricity bills and low monthly installment rents can allow the whole family to enjoy a happy evening. Sometimes there are discounts on movies on demand, and two movies can be on demand for less than one yuan. This entertainment method is very convenient and effective.

He yawned and watched the sitcom where he shit, peeing and farts, occasionally, and his mind was already a little confused.

He did not go to help the girls in need. After he left the intelligence dealer's office behind the bar, he held a thousand yuan in cash. When the cold wind blew, he shivered and woke up.

It was not until this time that he realized what he had done just now. After a brief excitement, it was fear. Unlimited fear entangled him. With the legacy of alcohol, he was very tired now and didn't want to go to bed so early, because the darkness of turning off the lights would make him feel uneasy.

At this moment, the bell hanging on the door rang a few times. He raised his head and watched the two men in windbreaker walk in and leaned back involuntarily. This kind of outfit is definitely not a harmless person. This is another consensus among the residents of Tenel City.

"I need... can I help you with anything?" He asked in a daze. The two of them looked around. He was the only one in the duty room and pushed the door open and entered directly.

One of them asked, “Where are the two young people you mentioned living?”

The hotel owner blinked and he immediately realized that this matter was indeed related to Mason, and even Dulin.

While breathing a sigh of relief, he regretted it. He would have known that he would have asked for more money. Three thousand or five thousand yuan would have given him the mask.

He nodded and bowed, and took the two of them to the street to point to the fourth floor of the next house. Before he could tell which two rooms the two people lived next door, he suddenly looked at the fourth floor of his house with some surprise and said casually, "Why does it seem like there are people in that room?"

At this time, the young man in charge of the operation came up. He pressed the shoulder of the hotel owner and asked in a whispering voice, "Which room are you talking about?"

The hotel owner swallowed and replied subconsciously, "I'm talking about the fourth floor of my house. Since the lady died inside, I have changed it into a storage room, but now there seems to be light inside..."

The group looked up one after another. The night in Trère was very dark. There was not too much industrial pollution in this era. The stars in the sky made people feel fear and yearning every time they looked up. But at this time, these people's attention was not on the bright starry sky, but on the windows on the fourth floor.

On this window, there was a light shadow about one inch wide swaying. The team leader took a few steps and looked up. The window on the fourth floor was dark. After walking a few more steps, another light appeared in the window.

Obviously, there was something to block the window so that when looking at the fourth floor from other angles, he could not see any light, but at this time he was almost standing directly under the stairs. Through the small gap between the cover and the window, he could see the candlelight slightly shaking on the ceiling, which made him realize that there was someone in the room.

He also quickly made arrangements, six people guarding downstairs, two people guarding the alley behind, and some of the others went to the fourth floor next door to see if the two were in the house, while the rest went to the fourth floor of the hotel to check who was inside and what they were doing.

Not long after, the two people who were searching for the registration book suddenly stopped their movements. One of them directly used his finger to extinguish the candlelight, slowed down his breathing, and remained motionless.

In the next room, the room where they lived, there was a sound of an iron pipe lying on the ground. This was a gadget they arranged when they left, not for anyone, but purely a professional habit.

If someone touches it in the middle of the night, they can wake up as soon as possible. If someone touches it out, the iron pipe can also smash a white spot on the ground. Even if the other party can put the steel pipe intact, it will not be able to deal with the traces of defects on the ground.

Someone touched their room, and the two looked at each other in the darkness with a faint light that shot from the outside reflected on the surface of their eyes, and they could see each other's eyes.

One of them slowly moved towards the door, while the other slowly removed a piece of wooden board that was against the window and looked down.

The street was very quiet, with no abnormal people, and no particularly conspicuous vehicles. There was not much change when they came back, but then he felt a thump in his heart and realized that it was not good.

There weren't many people on the whole street, and the stores across the street were closed. If he couldn't tell where the problem was, he had trained dogs for so many years.

He took out his pistol and walked to the door. At this moment, a "zhiya" sounded when the floor was twisted at the fourth floor stairs not far from their room. The two of them understood that they were exposed and were also targeted.

The room was quiet and only the light breathing sounds of each other. Some slight steps came from the middle of the corridor, and these steps finally gathered outside the room, and their hands were filled with sweat.

Although you know that your job is definitely very dangerous when you enter the industry and you will definitely have to face the choice between life and death, but when you reach this point, you will still be nervous, afraid, and timid.

There was a strange balance in the room and outside the room, and no one moved first, but it seemed that they could be sure that behind the wall in front of them, there was someone!

About three or four minutes later, the sound of footsteps came from downstairs, and a person who went to search for the room next door ran up. He was stunned for a moment, and then whispered in the captain's ear that there was no one there.

Although the voice was very light, the room was filled with the not-so-solid door panels and could still hear something vaguely. The two of them had no luck this time. They took a breath and swelled up their chests, holding up all their courage, and planned to give it a try with the people outside the door!
Chapter completed!