Is the Evil God Me?

"Mr. Sherlock, I really don't know how to express my gratitude to you!"

Antoine held the record booklet that he regarded as the lifeblood of his hand, and he felt that now he wanted to put on his wings and say that he would fly to the enforcer camp, and shouted that Mr. Leonardo was innocent in a roaring voice. , He now feels like a fire has been ignited in his heart, it is exuding fierce fierceness from the inside out, and he must find a place to vent his eager mood.

Of course, there may be a little bit of unease here, the unknown about the fact that he has taken such a big step.

"Well, you should also thank Mr. Lynn."

Sherlock couldn't help but murmured slightly in his heart. His guidance time had already passed. According to reason, even if the other party had no regrets as a Beyonder, he should have been indifferent. No, it should not be the duration, but his own desire.

Antoine, the law enforcer of this small town, wants to make a name for himself!

World famous? Or a nobody?

"Yes, Mr. Lynn, I am equally grateful for your help. You see, you see, I really don't know how to thank you."

Antoine's rough, dark face smiled like a lump of coal.

He obviously wanted to go up and shake hands with the two of them to express his gratitude, but the natural sense of class estrangement left him with nothing but frustrated hands. After all, he has been in the workplace in this small town for a few years, and he is not an idiot who can't remember what to eat.

"From now on, your business will be Antoine's business, and your business will be more important. I will try my best to stand out with my own efforts, and strive to help you two in the future!"

Sherlock still looked like it didn't matter, but when Lynn saw that he didn't use up the two of them, he threw them away, and his senses improved slightly. The little gentleman tapped the ground with his cane at will.

"If someone embarrassed you when you said your discovery, you can come to me. I believe that the spokesperson of Your Excellency Emiste still has a little power to speak." Something he felt could increase his investment.

"Do I have to trouble you again, I'm really embarrassed. Besides, these detailed inferences require a wound test before, so I'm pretty sure..."

"Okay, hurry up, lest that Mr. Leonardo be directly judged and hanged to death. When I just passed by, many people shouted and hanged, after all, he is not a noble or a rich man. ."

Sherlock interrupted Antoine aloud, apparently intending to drive people away.

"I guess the scene needs to be checked again, and don't let other people come in again, lest someone mess up the place again."

After the three of them came in, they always avoided direct contact with traces, making sure that even a large fold of the carpet was the same as before. Antoine also learned from the two of them. It can only be said that he is used to the direct locking of the extraordinary case. Fierce, the law enforcement officers in many small places have no awareness of protecting the scene at all, and the defacement and destruction of evidence is simply unacceptable.

The relevant knowledge of the police system is also worthy of being compiled and tested in big cities. More often, these detectives who specialize in eating this meal will pay attention.

Take the Elba field for example.

Unless it was stolen and captured, they were arrested on the spot, and in any case, they would directly and rudely put pressure on the gangs in the lower urban area. Either hand over someone to take the blame, or they go down with batons and pistols to arrest gang members, so it is said that the black property in Xiacheng is controlled by the gang in this tacit understanding.

In his own plan, Lynn was thinking about how to deal with the gangs in the lower city, cut off their interest transmission, take that part of the interest into his own hands through transformation and deployment, and at the same time feed the upper and lower levels. However, in the correspondence between the town, Yuri seems to have an idea, let him wait until he returns to the [Steam City] to discuss in detail.

It is worth mentioning that the preliminary preparations on Stim's side have been carried out in full swing.

"Okay, okay, don't worry, my people are all good guys! I gave a death order, and they won't even put a fly in!"

Antoine nodded again and again, and he kept looking down at the booklet in his hand.

The above records are that Lynn and Sherlock have detailed discussions about the decorations in the tent, the abnormal collision, the shoe prints on the folds, the detailed classification of bloodstains, and how the pieces are formed. For Antoine, this is a strategy for customs clearance. With the personal connections he has accumulated over the years and his identity as a law enforcement officer, as long as the situation is true, then he can send charcoal to Leonardo in a hurry.

Soon, the voice of Antoine's command came from outside.

Lynn and Sherlock who stayed in the tent, one was addicted to cigarettes and took two bites, while the other twisted his waist~www.readwn.com~ It was a little uncomfortable just after squatting for a long time.

It was Lynn who wanted to speak. He turned his cane and snapped it under his arm.

"Aren't you coming?"

"This law enforcer's IQ is not at the level of you and me. He must have some omissions in the process. As long as he bites to death, it's his own speculation. As for us..." Sherlock's smile couldn't be seen. He looked down at the bright red carpet, his bright and sharp eyes as if looking at a bottle cap or a rag. "...There are so many people around here, are you still worried that after Mr. Leonardo comes out, he will not know the situation?"

Lynn raised his eyebrows and glanced at Sherlock, as if to say, you have so many thoughts with big eyebrows and big eyes.

But such a rough situation.

To be honest, even if Leonardo is proven innocent, his innocence will be hard to come back. He must have had something to do with the village girl Aya.

It's not that political life will die directly.

According to Albion's political rules, his absence of a conviction would be tainted and scandalous at best, far from a bad mistake. After all, for politicians, mistakes are more serious than crimes. Leonardo is also the benefactor of the next prime minister, Arnold, and someone will help him deal with it all.

"Antoine is gone, do you have something to tell me?"

Lin En waved his hand and patted the second-hand smoke in the air. Before he crossed, he hated second-hand smoke. After he crossed, he became an Extraordinary of the goddess, and he had an instinctive dislike for this poisonous substance. Even if his body is smoking madly, something will happen, but Lynn just doesn't want it. He hasn't reached the point where he uses this to refresh himself.

"That's right, let's talk about plastic monsters."

Sherlock smiled.

"I have good news and bad news. The good news is that this shouldn't be done by demon shaping."