Chapter 184 The Little Crocodile Who Loves to Cut Fingers
“Is the Lady Castor he’s talking about the female boss of the Sherman family?”
Yan confirmed again.
“Oh, you reminded me.”
Milo suddenly remembered that he had never mentioned the Sherman family to Yan.
He had something that he originally planned to give to Yan, but strange things happened one after another recently, which delayed it.
Milo took out the gold-rimmed Happy House VIP card sent by Grace from his pocket.
He had promised Yan before that he would take him to the Fun House to relax for a while after the situation stabilized.
After all, Yan helped a lot with the Sherman family.
The half of the marriage certificate that Milo is holding that can prove the identity of Grace's legal heir is the one that Yan went all the way to the remote town of Mailin to find out. Without this thing, Milo and Emma probably had grass on their graves up to their knees now.
"I'll give you a gift." Milo threw the card to Yan: "Be more restrained. There will be glory and wealth to enjoy in the future, but don't lose your life."
Yan took the card and looked at it. A long time ago.
After seeing the words on the card clearly, his eyes suddenly widened:
"What the hell! Did you really sell your body to that lady Ricinus?! Can you get this kind of thing?"
"Oh, right, right." Milo was too lazy to explain.
Yan put his hand on Milo's shoulder: "Good brother, don't be discouraged. Your efforts are worth it. From now on, your tasks will be handed over to my younger brother. Your wife is my wife. It is my duty and my duty to do so."
" "Fuck you."
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The crocodile was still very efficient. He walked in with a person in less than ten minutes.
Yes, it was carried in.
Normally speaking, with a crocodile that is less than 1.6 meters tall, there are very few adult men that he can lift, unless the crocodile has been repaired in advance.
Just like the unlucky guy with a big head in front of me.
The crocodile brought in a bald man. His collar was covered in blood, and his body was bruised and bruised. He was a little unsteady when he stood. When the crocodile let go, he fell as soft as a piece of mud. Slumped to the ground.
"Bald Bell, his business is to help the lamplighter sell stolen goods, which is the former boss of Aya Ferguson you mentioned."
The crocodile pulled up the white cover of the dining table and wiped the blood on his hands and rings gracefully while introducing Milo to the puddle of mud lying on the ground.
"How can I ask questions when you are like this."
Milo rubbed his brow with his fingers.
"Believe me, it's easier to ask questions like this, otherwise people like him won't be able to tell half the truth." The crocodile smiled and rummaged for something on the table, and it took him a while to touch it. A cigar cutter came out and said to Milo: "Look at me."
He pulled one of Bald Bell's index fingers over, covered it with a cigar cutter, and then scolded fiercely:
"Next, the law enforcement officer friend behind me is going to ask you a few questions. I need you to answer all his questions eloquently. As soon as I find you hesitate, I will cut off one of your fingers. Do you understand, Old Bell? "
Looking at the scene in front of him, Milo almost didn't laugh out loud: "You are stealing from me."
"You have to live and learn. "The crocodile turned around and gave Milo an ugly and flattering smile.
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"Aya Ferguson, did you see her yesterday?"
"Yes, yes, yes." Bell, who was beaten into a pig head, nodded his bald head crazily, his eyes always looking at his fingers and Milo's face jumped back and forth, not daring to hesitate at all: "She came to the door around 8 o'clock last night!"
"What happened next?" Milo narrowed his eyes and ate from the fruit plate. Fruit interrogated.
"That bitch...she told me that she had a way to better transport the goods to the city for sale, and asked me if I had any intention of cooperation. She said...she said that she took the way of the city guards. ." Bell said, spitting out a bloody tooth, but even so he did not dare to interrupt:
"I refused, I sternly refused, Mr. Law Enforcement Officer, I will never touch something that poisons citizens’ minds and bodies, and I will never touch it again. Please believe me... I can tell you who the real seller is! , they are the new group of old lunatics from the Tata Gang. They just transported a batch of goods back from the colony on a stowaway ship a while ago. "
"Stop, stop, I'm not here to check the source of goods." Milo frowned: "Tell me where Aiya is."
"I can't come." Bell was stunned.
Click!
“Ah——!!!”
With the crisp sound of the cigar cutter blade closing, the room was instantly filled with Bell’s scream.
"Gift crab!"
Yan on the side did not expect that the crocodile actually came for real.
He actually bit off half of Bell's finger with a cigar cutter.
The crocodile shook off the cigar cutter in his hand, stepped on Bell's palm with his heel, put the cigar cutter back on his other intact finger, and muttered angrily:
" I told you not to lie to people, why don’t you listen to me? It’s true.”
"I didn't! Really!! I really didn't lie!" Bell was almost crying. His face was mixed with snot, tears and blood foam, and he said tremblingly:
"She was there at 10 o'clock last night She left around 20 minutes later. I didn’t stop her. There is a cooperative relationship between the seller of stolen goods and the lamplighter. If I attack the lamplighter, they will not ask me for stolen goods again in the future. This is the rule... I said it all. It's the truth, Crocodile Boss, I beg you to let me go, I really didn't lie."
"Leave after 10 o'clock..." Milo muttered, and he looked back at Yan. , and then continued to ask Bell: "Do you know where she went?"
"I really don't know this. She must have returned to the city. I really don't know, she...she Let me think about it carefully and say that this is a good opportunity to make money. It is true that I have been drinking in Gaien's place in the second half of the night! If you don't believe me, you can check it and confront Gaien. "Bell is really at his wits end! , his voice couldn't stop trembling, for fear that the crocodile would cut off one of his fingers if he disagreed.
The crocodile looked at Milo: "I can go find Gain, but we may need to find another cigar cutter."
"Forget it."
Milo waved his hand.
He stuffed the last piece of apple into his mouth, threw the clean plate on the table, stretched, and scratched his head a little worriedly:
"Let's think about it again. Think of other ways.”
Now it is basically certain that Aiya is not controlled by Bell.
He didn't have to risk his life for a woman.
But the distance from Yaden Village to Nanwei City is not too far. Aiya left around 10 o'clock yesterday and has not shown up until today. Where can she go?
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(End of this chapter)