Chapter 165 Take a good rest
It was already 12:30 in the afternoon on June 5. After seeing off Sister Nightingale who came for follow-up consultation, Lynch took a comfortable bath. Surrounded by three ladies, they enjoyed lunch carefully prepared by Mrs. Maggie, and then they left the apartment with Officer Natalie and boarded the taxi.
Goal, Scarecrow Club.
It wasn't that he didn't want to rest for a few more days, but the news brought by the police officer made Lynch a little unable to sit still.
The stack of photos that killed reporter Downey was full of mysteries. They were obviously dangerous, but they seemed to exude a wonderful attraction, making Lynch couldn't help but want to take a closer look.
Lin Qi also asked Maya about this, but Maya didn't think there was anything wrong with the photo, so she asked Downey to help find someone else to look at it. However, judging by the time, when the photos were taken and viewed, she had already been related to Zul'Glassar and Mordiggian, and had already stepped out of the human category, with no reference value.
It's not curiosity, at least not entirely.
Because these photos are likely to be related to the secrets of the railway project, the next breakthrough in the investigation of the entire railway project may be in this stack of photos.
Lin Qi never liked to owe favors in his past life. He took people's rewards and couldn't even sleep well if he didn't complete the commission as soon as possible. So Lynch has been thinking about this matter, and now that he finally found out, he was afraid that it would delay for a long time and add variables, so he dragged his sick leg and hurried to the Scarecrow Club with Officer Natalie.
After all, in the mysterious world, nothing is surprising.
"Mr. Klin asked someone to inform me not long ago. Even if something happens, it won't happen so quickly. Besides, he is an expert in analyzing mysterious documents and will not..."
"Stop , I know, don’t always say these dangerous words, it’s too scary.”
Lynch broke out in a cold sweat. He jumped out of the taxi in a panic. When he saw the Scarecrow Club in front of him, he breathed a sigh of relief and tried to walk a few steps without using a cane.
Lynch felt quite relieved to be able to walk normally with her legs again.
Although his legs were thicker and thinner, and he walked with a limp, the long-lost freedom made Lynch excited to run and jump until his legs gave out and his body fell into Officer Natalie’s arms. Huai... stop, stop, don't hold the collar, you're going to strangle me.
Being restrained from having bold ideas, Lynch could only change to walking normally. Well, the recovery was actually very good. Pay attention to rehabilitation these days and he will be back to normal soon.
Long time no see, the Scarecrow Club is still the same. There is no one there at noon. There are only a few familiar faces around the lizard box, including the bearded Cui En who wants to lick his boots. A group of people don’t know where they are. He was studying something and discussing it in whispers from time to time, just like the enthusiastic lottery players in his hometown studying the numbers on the wall at the lottery station.
“Hey, Natalie, and that Lynch.” The bearded Cui En saw the two of them at a glance, “Didn’t you break your leg? Why did you come here to drink so quickly? No way. I don’t want my legs anymore, so I plan to indulge in a drink for the last time, hahaha, that’s so like us.”
"I healed so quickly because I was treated by Saint Sister Nightingale. She treated her eight times in a row with her own hands. You must be envious." Lin Qi looked past this idiot and winked at the beauty in men's clothing at the bar. "Good afternoon, beautiful Lin Qi "Da. Give everyone here a glass of beer, I'll treat you."
As he spoke, he placed nine shillings on the bar.
Although there is not much liquidity left, the money still needs to be spent. This group of people can go out in the middle of the night to fight with the mountain people to save him, although it is largely because of Officer Natalie’s face. And it didn't help, but Lynch still kept this favor in mind. ”
"Hahaha, you started bragging again. I was blown away by you last time, but I don't believe it this time. What is Mrs. Nightingale's identity? She wouldn't come forward in person even when Duke Wayne was sick. How could you ask her to do it in person? Treatment, eight times in a row, hahahaha, the last time was just a joke, you don’t really think you are Rudolf II, do you? If you can really ask the old lady to treat it in person, have you seen this glass tank lizard, I Just eat the lizards on the spot, one at a time."
"Extra number, extra number." The bearded Cui En was smiling, and the newsboy shouted loudly outside the window, "Your Excellency Saint Nightingale is here. I went to the Lynch Levee Office in Charles Square in the King's District early to express condolences to the detective who was injured during the commission, showing the loving heart of the suffering owner."
The noise in the bar suddenly stopped. Then, a group of people fell into silence with strange expressions. Listening to the newsboy's voice gradually disappearing, their eyes kept wandering between the lizard box and Cui En's face.
"Rudolph II?" Lynch raised his eyebrows towards the lizard tank, his faint voice was particularly clear in the silence.
Cui En's face turned red instantly, he lowered his head and was silent for a moment, then suddenly turned around and rushed towards the glass tank where the lizard was.
"Stop it, you lunatics, this is a gambling tool." Linda, a beauty in menswear, roared.
"Damn Cui En, what do you want to do to these precious lizards? Just let me go." "When you lost yesterday, you were thinking about stewing them. I've seen it a long time ago, stop it."
Boom, bang, crash.
In an instant, chaos broke out in the bar, with wine glasses and plates flying all over the air. There were crashing sounds and laughter. Especially, a group of people surrounded the murderer who tried to destroy the gambling equipment and kicked hard. The wailing sound filled the bar with a joyful atmosphere.
"Kelin came up to see you just now. It seems like something happened." In the noise, another bartender dressed in men's clothing avoided a flying wine glass, squatted behind the bar and stuck his head out, "Let you guys Go down and see him when you get there.”
“Huh? Are you in such a hurry?”
Officers Lynch and Natalie, who were about to come over and give him a kick, stopped and looked at each other in surprise. Feeling an inexplicable uneasiness in their hearts, the two of them stopped delaying, said hello to the hunters in the chaos, and hurried underground.
The stairs separated the noise outside far away. The underground space was still so deep and quiet, but the heavy door of the archives room was open at this time, revealing the bright space inside.
What's going on? Something really happened.
The two of them paused. Officer Natalie grabbed Lynch's wrist and pulled him behind her. Lynch also tightened his grip on his cane. The two of them approached the archives room quickly, one behind the other.
"Are you here? Come in, I'm in the office."
Klin's voice suddenly rang out. Although the two people on guard were startled, their hearts were also filled with suspense. fell down.
A false alarm, scaring yourself.
Lynch smiled self-deprecatingly and followed the police officer into Mr. Klin's office.
Mr. Klin was sitting behind his desk wrapped in a robe. His face was pale, his spirit was exhausted, and his voice was quite weak. He pushed the iron box in front of him: "I finally cracked it successfully. I need to take a good rest. Time and things are given to you, they are all in there, you can see for yourselves.”
"Thank you very much."
Lin Qi and the police officer's breath slowed down, and they carefully took the iron box. After struggling to find the clues, it was finally time to unveil the mystery, but the two of them felt like they were afraid to open the lid.
In the words of my hometown, I feel shy when I’m close to my hometown.
After looking at each other, Lin Qi gritted his teeth and suddenly opened the lid of the box.
The moment he saw what was inside the box, Lynch felt his blood vessels contract and the corners of his eyes twitch. There were no photos in the box, only a thick pile of paper dust.
Paper gray in photo shape.
The two of them looked up in shock and looked at Klin behind the desk. They saw him putting a revolver into his mouth with a tired look on his face and smiling at them.
Immediately the trigger was pulled.
Bang.
(End of this chapter)