Chapter 168
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Dean looked at the worm: "If I was the murderer, I believe that I wouldn't be stupid enough to assassinate a deacon of the magistrate with a steel nail. Such an obvious sign. I think that someone who knows the inside story has ulterior motives to frame me. After all, it's rare to kill someone with a steel nail."
The old man and the middle-aged man looked at each other. They naturally knew that the 'inside story' referred to Dean's prison escape. Although the nobles had come forward to suppress the matter, but they knew that Dean had indeed escaped from prison and the evidence was conclusive. However, since the matter was covered up, they were not willing to go deep into it. The main purpose of this investigation was to find the murderer who assassinated Deacon Huey.
From the current blood test it seemed that it wasn't Dean's doing.
"Don't talk nonsense!" The middle-aged man shouted: "Be honest! Did you use this nail to kill other people before you assassinated deacon Huey?"
Dean smiled: "I'm really wronged. Although I have a grudge with deacon Huey, but I won't do such a crazy thing. I've just been bailed out. I don't want to provoke any trouble."
The middle-aged man carefully stared at him. After a moment, he exchanged glances with the old man. The old man waved his hand: "Test the blood of others."
The middle-aged man nodded slightly and immediately collected the blood of other people according to the previous method.
"It will take twelve hours for the homologous insects to be willing to eat different kinds of blood after eating. You will temporarily put them in prison and wait for the results to come out before leaving." The middle-aged man indifferently said.
The four people looked at each other. The youth couldn't help but say: "How can this be? I'm just a suspect. How can you restrict my freedom?"
"Don't be long-winded!" The middle-aged man shouted.
The youth's face changed. He gritted his teeth but didn't say anything.
Dean looked at the old man: "I have been verified. Can I go now?"
The old man looked at him and meaningfully said: "Remember your current bail status. If there are new results, please cooperate with us. Otherwise you will be arrested as a fugitive."
Dudian nodded: "Of course, I also hope that you can catch the murderer as soon as possible. I also want to see whether it is a coincidence or someone is trying to frame me."
The old man nodded slightly and said to the middle-aged man beside him, "This case doesn't seem to be the work of an ordinary person. Later, apply to the headquarters to send 'punishers' over to investigate."
The middle-aged man's expression turned serious as he nodded and said, "I understand."
The other four were brought to a special interrogation room. The old man said to the middle-aged man: "Go and investigate the recent deaths. See if the blood on the bodies of the deceased is the same as the blood on the nails."
The middle-aged man's eyes lit up and he immediately agreed.
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Dean had to hire a carriage to return to Yard town as there was no knight of the magistrate to escort him.
Barton and others were surprised to see Dean return safely. They came forward and asked questions.
Dean told the three of them to feel relieved. Then he sat in the carriage and went to the Ryan castle.
This time, it was an open and aboveboard visit. He entered through the main gate, and after being notified by the guard at the gate, he entered the Ryan Castle.
Old Fulin was sitting in the hall. There was a trace of surprise in his eyes as he saw Dean being led by the guards. But his face was full of smiles as he came forward: "Welcome! What a rare guest! It has been many years since a hunter has come to visit our Ryan castle. Please sit down."
There was a young man and a girl in the hall. They were wearing brightly colored clothes. They should be the grandchildren of old Fulin. Both of them were happy as they heard Dean's words. They knew what it meant to be a hunter. It meant a lot of wealth and money!
"Hello, my name is Hughton!" The youth came forward and shook hands with Dean.
Dean shook hands with him and smiled: "You are welcome. I'm here to talk about cooperation with old patriarch Fulin."
"Cooperation?" Hughton was surprised as he heard the word.
Although the Ryan family belonged to the Mellon Consortium but there were many nobles under the Mellon Consortium. The commission was distributed according to the proportion of shares. Every time the resources were brought back from outside the giant wall, the Holy Church would get a fixed commission. The rest would be taken by the Mel family and the Burong family. The remaining small part would be distributed to the small families like the Mel family and the Burong family.
In the entire Mellon consortium, the Ryan family belonged to the bottom few. Therefore, the money allocated to them was almost negligible. Unless the consortium's hunters had a big harvest outside the giant wall, they wouldn't be able to make a profit.
However, if it was a hunter who worked for their family, then the resources from outside the giant wall would belong to the hunter and the Holy Church. The rest would belong to the hunter's family. Although a single hunter couldn't support a noble, but for the Ryan family, it could improve the living conditions of the family a lot. Over the years, they could slowly accumulate wealth.
"Mr. Hunter, you are so young." The girl next to him looked at Dean in surprise.
Hughton quickly shouted: "Don't talk nonsense."
The girl stuck out her tongue and shrank back behind him.
Old Fulin faintly smiled and said to Dean: "Mr. Dean, please come with me." He beckoned the middle-aged maid to support him. He used crutches to lead the way.
Dean followed him upstairs to his study room.
Old Fulin ordered the middle-aged maid to withdraw and closed the door after entering the room.
There were only two people left in the room. Dean and Old Fulin's smile slightly disappeared. Old Fulin sat in his chair. He narrowed his eyes and looked at Dudian: "I was surprised that you were able to come back safely after being taken by magistrate for investigation."
Dean faintly smiled as he pulled a chair and sat down: "They couldn't find any evidence so naturally they let me go."
Old Fulin narrowed his eyes: "Isn't the nail used to kill Huey the evidence? Didn't the magistrate find anything from it?"
Dean looked at him with interest: "Do you mean the blood on the nail or the smell?"
Old Fulin's eyes moved: "What do you mean?"
Dudian smiled: "Do you also think that I used steel nails to assassinate Huey for revenge?"
Old Fulin was startled: "Isn't it?"
Dean smiled: "Let's not talk about it today. I'll come to you when I need your help. I'm here to talk about cooperation with you. "
"Oh?" Old Fulin's eyes slightly opened: "What cooperation?"
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