I'm not the underworld

Chapter 702 Offended the whole world
On the street, passers-by felt the gust of wind blowing past, followed by a young man in a T-shirt, but walked "slowly".

He had already changed his clothes, otherwise the whole street would be in chaos.

In fact, there was no chaos on the street, but a certain noble circle was already in chaos.

The tragedy of Fils Castle was discovered by the wealthy people who visited the art exhibition and went to the manor for a banquet, and they were half convulsed on the spot!
The other half shivered and covered their eyes, and asked a question from the bottom of their hearts: "What... happened here?"

Because the matter involved top rich people, celebrities, and politicians from all over the world, the police in Melbourne were dispatched as soon as they received the alarm.

There are as many police stations nearby as there are people from the police stations.

Even then, the army sealed off the entire castle, listing it as a terrorist attack.

The news inevitably leaked out. Reporters from various news newspapers and radio stations tried all kinds of weird methods to sneak into the castle and get first-hand video data.

But I don’t know how many more, they fell down or vomited profusely the moment they saw the scene inside the castle, attracting soldiers to blockade them.

Nevertheless, the news spread all over the world in the first place.

In less than 10 minutes, five or six well-known terrorist organizations jumped out and admitted that the castle incident was planned and fabricated by them alone.

When people from all over the world were busy accusing terrorist organizations, the families of the dead ladies and wives did not believe this ridiculous answer, and ordered the Melbourne police to solve the case and submit a case report within an hour.

Chen Yifan didn't erase the evidence on purpose. In that case, how could he notice this?

Therefore, the Melbourne police quickly solved the case and identified the suspect as Chen Yifan, a talented young painter who participated in the art exhibition today.

All the rich businessmen, politicians, and celebrities almost roared and ordered the Melbourne police to arrest Chen Yifan quickly and smash him into thousands of pieces!
Among these people, there is also Prince William from Country Y.

When he learned that the murderer turned out to be the seemingly harmless Chinese boy at the banquet last night, he was completely stunned and his legs trembled a little.

That turned out to be such a dangerous person!

Fortunately, he gave Chen Yifan a bad face last night, this damn is a little flustered!
No one expected that there was such a cruel soul hidden in such a sunny and not too strong body.

To be able to do such a thing that even terrorists may not necessarily do.

When Melbourne police told them about the killer, they didn't believe it.

In the lobby of the hotel where everyone gathered temporarily, the original noisy voice became extremely silent in an instant.

The murderer... is that little painter?
Especially when Inger heard the report from the Melbourne police, he was shaken like a sieve.

When he saw the hellish scene in the castle earlier, he was so frightened that he rolled his eyes and passed out.

At this time, he learned that the murderer who caused all that was actually Chen Yifan who was still arguing with him earlier, this damn can't hold down his legs, shaking non-stop!
Other people who had said bad things about Chen Yifan at the banquet, or even envied and resented Chen Yifan in private, couldn't help swallowing at this time, with some suspicious suspicions, wouldn't they be targeted by Chen Yifan, right?
Will that demon appear at any time to take their lives, and what cruel means will he use?
"What are you still doing! Go! Go catch him, go all of them!"

"We must arrest him as soon as possible!"

"No, once you find him, shoot and kill him!"

"Hey! Wait! We can't all go, leave some people to protect us!"

After a short period of silence, the powerful figures in the past lost their sense of proportion and shouted orders to the Melbourne police.

Compared with them, the Melbourne police are quite calm.

After all, Chen Yifan wasn't offended, and he was professional.

They quickly worked out an arrest plan, determined Chen Yifan's location, and at the same time sent people to arrest the old principal who had left before to buy souvenirs for his wife, Chen Yifan, and Ao Lingyuan.

Chen Yifan only found out about this when he saw the news broadcast on the giant screen advertisement on the street.

At that time, the Melbourne police had not yet identified the suspect, but the hellish scene in the castle was spread by a powerful reporter, which quickly caused a sensation internationally.

In order to increase their deterrence, a large number of terrorist organizations rushed to claim this "terrorist incident".

Chen Yifan watched the news on the giant screen, paused, and picked up his phone.

"Crooked? Old Qin!"

"&×@-*/》" On the other end of the phone, there was a muttering voice, as if Qin Shihuang was thinking about the blueprint.

"What's the matter? When will the rest of the money come?" Qin Shihuang asked after a moment.

"Don't worry about money, old Qin, don't you... have you achieved success in your foreign career, please help me."

Chen Yifan interrupted him.

"Help?" Qin Shihuang paused, a little confused.

"What can I do for you? You still need my help?" He asked doubtfully.

Afterwards, Qin Shihuang seemed to think of something, paused, and his face darkened: "What house do you want me to build for you?"

"Fuck off! Labor and capital are emperors! Emperors! Emperors in the world, understand?"

"Understand! Understood! Understood! Don't worry, asking for your help this time is definitely in line with your status as an emperor!" Chen Yifan replied quickly, and laughed as he spoke.

"It's not the "emperor" who can't help!"

"It's like this. I caused some trouble in Melbourne. The number of people I provoked is only four, five, six, seven or eighty!"

"I didn't intend to ask you for help, but if we kill them all, the impact on the world will inevitably be a bit big."

The corners of Qin Shihuang's eyes twitched, with some bad premonition: "There are countless mortals in the world. As the lord of the underworld, what effect will it have if you kill five, six, seven or eighty of them?"

The number of people who die in a day in the world is not limited to this.

"Ahem! If it's an ordinary person, of course it won't matter, but... they are all people with great luck! And they come from countries M, Y, D, Vatican, and Buddha from all over the world... ..." Chen Yifan read the names of more than a dozen countries in one breath, and he didn't finish.

"What are you doing?" Qin Shihuang couldn't help but feel that it was ridiculous, and couldn't help interrupting Chen Yifan to ask.

"I killed their woman...or, daughter." Chen Yifan narrowed his eyes slightly, his tone became more serious, and he replied in a deep voice.

"Pfft!" Qin Shihuang squirted the mouthful of Leibi he had just drank more than one meter away.

"Why are you full and have nothing to do?"

(End of this chapter)