"Obitos, come out and apologize."
Everyone saw a ball of fire rush out of the room.
Everyone hurriedly backed away in fear. Obitos' mouth was wide open. His posture was too frightening.
A giant lizard that weighed more than 50 kilograms and was two meters long wasn't something normal people would dare to keep at home.
Not to mention close contact with this kind of giant lizard. Of course, in the United States, there were many people who raised giant lizards.
"What breed is this?" Leonardo asked curiously. "Why is its skin red?"
"His name is Obitos. He just came to my house, but I didn't have time to discipline him, so he went out to hunt on his own and killed this lady's pet dog. I'm very sorry. Miss, if you need compensation, we can negotiate and settle this."
Melson and Leonardo finally understood what had happened, but the girl still didn't let it go.
"Since you're raising such a dangerous pet, you should discipline it well. What if it had bitten a human at that time? Or a child? "
"Yes, yes, I'll be careful. I promise it won't happen again."
If you did something wrong, you had to lower your head and admit it.
"Obitos, apologize."
Obitos raised his head. He first looked at Chen Zhao, then swung his tail at the girl and nodded.
The girl looked at Obitos with a trace of envy.
"Then compensate me with this giant lizard."
Chen Zhao rolled his eyes. This girl really dared to ask.
"I'm afraid I can't. I can compensate you with money, but I won't give my pet to someone else."
This kind of civil dispute couldn't become a criminal case, so the police usually wouldn't intervene.
Of course, if one party really wanted to appeal to the court, it was possible.
But even in the court, the judge would at most give some monetary compensation.
As the wrong party, Chen Zhao would also be sentenced to a lighter punishment for not taking good care of his pet, such as dozens of hours of community service.
"Then lend it to me. Just lend it to me for a month."
Chen Zhao still shook his head. "No."
"Can I come and play with it?"
"Err …"
"Chen, I'm going to sentence you now. In the next month, this beautiful lady must have an hour to play with your pet. Of course, that's when you're around," Melson said with a straight face.
"…"
"Thank you, Mr. Police." The girl hugged Melson's waist enthusiastically. Melson was very big, so she could only hug his waist. "Can I play with it now?"
"Alright, Obitos. You must take responsibility for your mistakes now. And the three of you, come out."
Beelzebub, Carrie, and Raymond ran out. They all looked like they had done something wrong and stood before Chen Zhao.
"Wow, you have so many pets? How stingy, you can't even give me one. "
Chen Zhao smiled bitterly at Melson and Leonardo. "Why are you here?"
"Chen, that recording is the conversation between you and Trede. We want to know where Trede is."
"I don't know."
"Didn't you catch him red-handed?"
"Please, he has a gun. I don't dare to chase him." Chen Zhao had already thought of an excuse.
"I hope he's still alive."
Clearly, Melson suspected that Chen Zhao had secretly killed Trede.
"Isn't it better if he's dead?" Chen Zhao said, unconcerned.
"He's hiding his assets now, but the families of the victims in the fire haven't received any compensation. Do you think that's a good thing?"
Chen Zhao was stunned. He had not thought of this.
However, there was no turning back now.
Trede Pemton was dead. He must have gone to Hell.
However, Chen Zhao did not know who had his soul or if it was still intact.
"Then I hope you can catch him as soon as possible."
"Chen, can you guarantee that he's still alive?"
"You suspect that I killed him? Or does he suspect that I embezzled his property? "
"I didn't mean that."
"I can assure you that I didn't kill him, nor did I detain him or interrogate him about the whereabouts of his assets. I didn't interfere in this matter for his money. If it was for his money, I wouldn't have given the recording pen to the police. I just wanted to help my friend clear his name."
"Alright, Chen, I apologize. I'm really sorry. I didn't mean that," Melson said apologetically.
"I accept your apology."
"If you have any clues, can you tell the police?"
"Sure. I'll let you know if I have any."
"Then I won't disturb you anymore. Goodbye."
Melson turned around and left. Leonardo hugged Chen Zhao. "Chen, you're too much. You didn't even call me. Do you not treat me as a friend?"
Leonardo learned that Chen Zhao, David, Sienna, and the others had all participated.
However, he was excluded from the group, and he felt very uncomfortable.
He felt that since David was a police officer and was willing to cooperate with Chen Zhao to find the murderer, he could do it too.
Plus, he was also involved in the case. If Chen Zhao found him, he might be able to provide more clues.
"Leonardo, it's not that I didn't think about you, but I didn't know your standpoint. I'm sorry for doubting you. I'm sorry."
"Okay, I forgive you. But I hope that if something similar happens again, you can think of me immediately."
"Of course."
"Don't forget about my party tomorrow."
"I won't."
Just then, someone walked in from outside. Seeing the people in the yard, his gaze landed on Chen Zhao.
"Excuse me, are you Chen?"
"May I know who you are?"
"Don't you know me? I'm the mayor of Mountain Town. You can call me Deon."
Deon Slote was a bald man in his early fifties. He looked more like a thug than the mayor of a town.
Deon had a very bad reputation in town. It could be said that he was extremely bad.
There were a few rumors that he had taken bribes and sold the town's common property to some enterprises, such as the chemical factory, for his personal benefit.
"Mr. Deon, how may I help you?"
"I heard that you want to buy the land around Mirror Lake and the five hectares around it. Is that true?"
"I did plan to, but I've been having some cash flow problems recently. I've already given up on the idea."
"I can sell it to you at a low price," Deon said.
"Low price? How low? "Chen Zhao's interest was piqued again.
"Chen, you should know that something happened in town recently. A few families are in trouble because of it. This might be the last thing I can do for them in my position, so I can't lower the price too much. Four hundred thousand is my bottom line."
Chen Zhao didn't know if Deon was putting on a show or being sincere. However, it should be a good thing for the families of the victims.
But Chen Zhao really couldn't afford it now.
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