C58 (2/2)

The moustache man pointed at the corpse on the ground, angrily said to the little kid: ”Break open your dog eyes and take a look, what kind of place is this?” Your church is so far from here. Why did your people die so far in the middle of the night? It was obvious that he had entered the house at night, and was either a traitor or a thief! ”You've already gotten used to it, you deserve to be beaten to death!”

The little boy was speechless for a moment. The moustache man said, ”If you continue to pester us, we won't care even if the people from your church die!” Another policeman said, ”You foreign priests are full of benevolence and swindling everywhere. ”Why don't you read the Bible properly, and what does Jesus teach you to do?”...

Sheriff Zheng waved a hand to stop the crowd. ”Sir, you are very wise. I admire you.” As far as the dead are concerned, he often comes out at night. Taking advantage of a commoner's house was indeed not a small number of times. We've looked for you, Father Marley, many times, but your people are still so indiscreet. Was it Mr. Marley who didn't stop you? Or won't you listen? How should this be explained? Blame our people? Our people should have the right to guard their homes and protect themselves. ” Lai Li was at a loss for words. He could only shake his head and remain silent.

The little man still hated Sheriff Zheng. ”Zheng, how did you know that our Mr. Macley was out here to hack into a commoner's house?” he asked. You're clearly talking about protecting you Chinese people! ”We can't not catch the culprit without doing anything!”

The moustache man said to the little man, ”Mr. Challee, who are you talking to? How could you not know shame? The people tell you that your paper is a foot high. Do you think our officer doesn't know what you're doing? Why are you asking with such a face! Let me tell you the truth: don't mention the murderer first. If you all come out at night and die in the streets for the bandits, we'll have to help you dig holes and bury you. Because the stench affects the city on the street. Otherwise, we wouldn't even care about burying him! Even if I bury you, I won't be able to ask for a favor. ”

Hearing that, the little guy was angered and shouted, ”I protest! I protest! You protect the murderer and look down on the foreigners! ” The moustache man stopped him and said, ”Mister, don't be agitated. Move your bodies back to London and protest later. Stupid place, no effect on the city's appearance! ” Upon hearing this, one of the commoners suggested, ”Mr. Cha Li, this corpse is too big and you are too small. If you can't move it, you can just drag it to the outskirts and let the dogs eat it. The remaining bones will be lighter.” He was so angry that he lost his composure. Ignoring the protest, he turned around to look at the person and scolded, ”Bullsh * t!” That person did not get angry and said, ”I helped you out of good intentions, and you even hurt me maliciously. If you die, the dog won't be full. ” The moustache man continued, ”If you don't want to drag it to the dogs, you can still move it. Hurry up and move! ”I'm still waiting to clean up the place.”

Everyone started to talk back and forth, making the little midget so embarrassed that he did not dare to make a fuss about it anymore. Both he and Lally were silent. The policeman with the book stepped forward and patted the little man on the shoulder, ”Mr. Cha Li, don't pester us anymore. No matter how your people died, we will set up a investigation. Right now, you must seriously cooperate with our commanding officer to provide clues. Tell me first: when did the dead man leave the church? What was the purpose of his visit? Did Father Mary know? You'll have to account for this. We have clues to follow before we can investigate the case. Otherwise, we can only conclude that the deceased entered the house at night to commit heinous acts, and was beaten and killed by the victims. ” The little boy frowned and was at a loss for words. He didn't know how to reply. He lowered his head and went with the police.

Yuan Ming, who had been watching from the crowd, thought to himself as he saw the little man leave with the police, ”You little man can't say it here, and it's the same at the police station. Do you dare to admit that you have plotted against the National Guardian Temple for stealing treasures? ”Why don't you listen to that kind-hearted person's words and drag your corpses to the dogs?”

He looked at the body a few more times and thought: ”I must have hit McRae on the head when he had a fracture in his chest. How did all those other injuries come about? Was he beaten up by me as well? This was rather strange. Maybe I hit him in two places. Only the wound on its right arm was the most suspicious. I don't remember ever hitting him on the right arm. ”

After thinking about it again and again, Yuan Ming felt that the injury was not caused by him. He thought for a while and said, ”Where is the treasure? Was it because of a third party? Or did Macley have an accomplice? Or did the police want the treasure to go? ” One question followed another in his head. Finally he said to himself, ”We need to find out if Mary has the treasure or not. Then we can think about other things.”

Very quickly, he thought of a brilliant plan, and was immediately overjoyed. He encouraged himself in his mind, ”The secret message is true.” He's not afraid of the strong, he's only afraid of taking advantage of the weak. Now that everyone in the mosque had come out to handle the murder case, the church would be empty. I'll go there and find out what's going on. ”

He did not know whether the secret message was clever or not, but he squeezed his way out of the crowd and slipped away, ready to go to the mosque and spy on the cunning Father Mary face to face. Exactly: There is a natural person bold, do not know which won or lost.

Let's not talk about how Yuan Ming planned it. As for Father Mary, when the police came to deliver the message to him in the morning, they said: ”Your Mr. Macley here was somehow killed in the street in front of the shop of the jade hall. Please send someone to identify the body as soon as possible. ”

Mary was so shocked that she could hardly believe it. He shook his head and said, ”That's impossible. I am a first-rate expert, and no one can kill me. You are mistaken. ” The policeman who delivered the letter said, ”Mr. Mary, we can't be wrong. Your MacLean expert often goes out at night, and everyone knows him. Chief Zheng is waiting for you there. He's going to set up a investigation. ”