I Am Breaking the Dimensional Wall In the Lord of Mysteries

　　 Cromwell came back soon: "I visited the neighbors nearby and ‘persuaded’ them to provide some clues. It’s already eye-catching."

　　Sifah followed him out of the house, watched the arbitrator lock the door, put the key back in place, and hurried towards the street.

　　 Cromwell said as he walked, "Lynn was kidnapped by the Zimanger Party."

　　 "Zimange Party?" Sifa asked rhetorically, saying that he was not familiar with this organization.

　　 The arbitrator lightly nodded his head and said, "Yes, they are notorious gangsters. I just came to Backlund and got to know them through two commissions."

　　 "The reason why they can be sure that they did it is because one of the neighbors provided the appearance of an important person in the gang."

　　 Xifa quickly followed and said: "It seems that you know where to go and can find your lawyer friend."

　　 Cromwell said ‘um’, and quickened his pace.

　　 Backlund.

　　East District.

In the rare weather without thick fog, the sun is still difficult to drive away the “haze” here. The numb pedestrians walking on the road, the tramp who reached out to pick up the pit of the roadside fruit to eat, because there is no money to cure the disease, sit on the side of the road and wait for death. Woman.

　　 They have stained this street with an invisible cold and gray.

　　 In front of an abandoned factory, a carriage approached and stopped nearby.

　　 The car door opened, and a middle-aged man emerged from it. He combed his head, dressed in formal clothes, and bit a cigar, and sneered at the factory's concealed gate.

　　 When he walked into the door, he saw a thin man with dark skin and sunken eye sockets leaning against the door.

　　 He, who is obviously of plateau descent, glanced into the depths of the factory: "I have got the person you want."

　　 "Thank you, I took the time to help me out of my busy schedule." Big Back Head said as he took out an envelope from his pocket.

　　 The thin man took the envelope, opened it, and inhaled the smell of the ink inside, then put the envelope away and blew the whistle. Four or five people walked out of the factory.

　　 "I have left two buddies for you, enjoy yourself, Mr. Kim."

　　 The man called Kim smoked a cigar: "I will."

　　 After these people left, Kim hummed a small tune, followed the dance steps at the banquet, and walked into the factory.

　　 Here, someone was **** with his hands and hung up, and his feet were about ten centimeters above the ground.

　　 The one hanging in the air looks twenty-five and sixty, less than thirty. Wearing a white shirt, the waistcoat is open, and there are blood stains on it.

　　 His brown hair looks messy, his deep and handsome face has a bruise on his left eye socket.

　　 Hearing Kim's voice, he looked over and then laughed.

　　 Kim stopped, looked at him and said, "Good afternoon, Mr. Lynn."

　　 "Jim, well, I hope you know what you are doing."

"Lawyer" Lynn didn't seem to care about his current situation at all, and said with a smile: "Let me remind you that so far, in accordance with the laws of our kingdom. You have committed instigation, suspected kidnapping, illegal imprisonment, and injury. Crimes of others, etc."

　　 "Can you please shut up? Maybe, let me sew your mouth?" Kim took a cigar, "Do you know what I hate your lawyer most?"

　　 "You are always chattering, you are always this way, that way. It's like the acquisition of the Erik Steel Plant. Originally, you just had to follow what I said and let them sell 51% of the shares instead of 10%."

"So now, we have shared wine in the restaurant instead of meeting in this sordid place. Damn, can't they find a better place for the Zmang party? It's this broken factory every time... ..."

　　 Lynn chuckled and said, "I have already said that I have principles. It's not that I will do what you want."

　　 "Principle? How much is it worth, is it important to your life?" Kim gestured to a tall and thin man next to him, "put him down."

After a while, Lynn fell to the ground and Kim walked over and sprayed a sniffle on his face: "Now let me give you a suggestion. Mr. Lynn, I hope to see a copy on Monday morning. Brand new contract."

　　 "The contract should have a wonderful number of 51. Then, you can go home now, ask a worker to clean up the house, and if you have time, you can go fishing."

　　 "Otherwise, I am afraid that after tomorrow, there will be no such person as Lynn Beard in Backlund."

　　 Lynn laughed: "Really? Then I will give you a deduction. If I don't show up in the office on Monday, my assistant will open my drawer and see an envelope inside."

　　 "Look, I had foreseen this a long time ago and made some arrangements in advance. But I didn't expect that you would have to move the executioner, I really underestimated you."

"Return to that letter. I have already pointed out in the letter that if something happens to me, you are the biggest suspect. Then this letter will be sent to the police station. I happen to have a few friends in the police station. Will take this matter very seriously."

　　 "Then you're done, Mr. Kim."

　　 Kim's face changed.

Lynn continued: "In addition, I have some good friends who know my habit of not going to work on Friday afternoon. Maybe there is a **** who is thinking about the bottle of Olmere in my house, that is Intis the most. Great wine, it’s hard to drink elsewhere."

　　 "In this case, they will find that I was kidnapped, and the result will not change, you will still die."

　　 "So look, Kim, from the beginning, I knew you were an idiot. That's why I didn't promise to help you increase your share to 51%."

"what..."

Kim punched Lynn in the face, then smiled and took out a shimmering dagger from his pocket and pressed it against the lawyer's throat: "Lynn~www.readwn.com~Dear Lynn. Take it. You'd better say something that makes me happy, otherwise, your eloquent mouth will never be able to play its role."

at this time.

　　 There are gunshots!

　　 The window of the factory shattered, and the hand of Kim holding the dagger bloomed with blood, and the dagger fell to the ground with a clang. He turned around again, shot another shot in the shoulder, and screamed, he fell to the ground.

　　 Two members of the Zimang Party took out the dagger and the revolver, but a majestic voice commanded: "Throw away the weapon."

　　 Dangdang twice, they lost the weapon in their hands, and then recovered, and then fled in a panic.

　　 Kim clutched his shoulders, his facial features were distorted from the pain, he saw two men leaping into the broken window, both dressed as gentlemen.

　　 is just their faces, one is wearing an exaggerated golden mask, the other is a white smiling mask with a mustache.

　　 "You, who are you?" Kim said tremblingly.

　　 The man in the golden mask yelled, "Get out of here!"

　　 Kim was willing to abide by this ‘recommendation’ from the heart, got up and ran, stumbled into his carriage, and left in a panic.

　　PS: Thank you Liu Yufeng, I will give you the rewards of Xiaocaiji, Ye Fengdu, Jiu Xuanzun, Zhen Xuanxi and other students~

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