"Article 17 of the current Inheritance Law of the Empire states that as long as there is a record in the will of the deceased, even an illegitimate child can get a part of the deceased's inheritance! Fabinho's inheritance is estimated to be at least three hundred thousand gold pounds. Such a large amount of wealth is enough to make people greedy and evil. With one less heir, the amount of inheritance that can be divided is already astronomical! "Rodriguez said faintly.
"So the most important thing now is to confirm whether the news Connor Ferguson told us is true?" Keane thought for a while and said softly.
"That's right! Ms. Naya is an important witness. As for whether Miss Rebecca and Fabinho are father and daughter like Conor Ferguson said, I think we can all find out from Ms. Naya! "Rodrigo said in his analysis.
Keane nodded, but seemed to think of something. He said hesitantly, "I think there is something wrong with Connor Ferguson …"
Rodriguez waved his hand and said in a low voice, "There is nothing wrong with Connor. Even if there is something wrong with him, there is nothing wrong with him …"
"Officer Rodriguez, what do you mean?" Keane frowned and asked.
Patting Keane's shoulder, Rodriguez said helplessly in a low voice, "Do you know why I am so polite to Connor Ferguson, who is almost the same age as my son? Although our Empire is democratic, it is only democracy in name. The ruling class of the Empire is just aristocrats and capitalists! "
"Although the Ferguson family Connor belongs to has begun to decline, Connor's father is still an Earl of the Empire after all. He still has a lot of influence in the aristocratic circle. Besides, Connor's mother's brother, who is also Connor's uncle, is the president of the Francis Financial Group, Rudolph Francis. He just won the last parliamentary election and became a member of the Lower House of the Empire!"
"That's why I said so much. Officer Keane, you know what I mean, right? Why did the police station send us two inspectors to find out more about Connor's situation, which is something that ordinary policemen can do? Wasn't it because Connor belonged to the privileged class of the Empire? Even if Rebecca's disappearance really has something to do with Connor, and we've successfully sent Connor to jail, believe me, it won't be long before Connor Ferguson is released on bail! "
"So … we're just going to let it go like this?" After a long silence, the young police officer Keane covered his head and said in pain.
"Listen, young man. What I just said is just a hypothesis. I want you to understand this rotten empire. As police officers, the most important thing is to act based on evidence, not on reasoning and feelings. I believe that a genius police officer like you, who came from Scotland Yard, must be more familiar with the words' innocent without suspicion 'than an old man like me. But the reality is that we have no evidence to prove that Connor Ferguson is related to Rebecca's disappearance!" Grabbing Keane's shoulder, Rhodri solemnly enunciated each word.
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"Hahahaha!"
Connor, who was sitting at the dining table, burst into laughter after he sensed that the two policemen had gone far away.
When he saw the two policemen just now, Connor's heart had completely sunk. He thought that the police had come looking for him because he killed Rebecca and Vidal.
But slowly, Connor realized from Officer Roderi's polite attitude that Officer Roderi was just suspicious of him, and he was afraid of his identity. Understanding these two points, Connor's brain worked very fast, and he came up with a plan. He deliberately pretended to be mysterious and said vaguely to mislead the two policemen into thinking about their own guesses, leading them to believe that Fabinho had a heart attack.
Judging from Officer Roderi's state when he left, Connor felt that he had succeeded, and the police were led to another path by him.
After finishing the rest of the breakfast, Connor did not go back to practice the Abyssal Secret Arts. Instead, he put on his windbreaker, put on his bowler hat, and prepared to go out.
Time passed quickly. The day after tomorrow was the 60th birthday of George's father, Mr. Harvey Sanchez, a banker. Since Connor had already promised that George would attend the birthday party, it would be rude to go empty-handed.
As for the birthday gift for Mr. Harvey Sanchez, Connor already had an idea. When Mr. Harvey Sanchez was young, he had served as a colonel in the Empire's Eleventh Army and participated in several battles where the Empire suppressed the Khoi people, the natives of the New World. Unfortunately, in one of the famous "Battle of the Meat Grinder in Tingen Port," Mr. Harvey suffered some injuries to his leg. Although he survived, he was forced to retire because of it. Since then, he had needed the help of a cane.
Giving Mr. Harvey a cane as a birthday gift wasn't a decision that Connor made on a whim. Instead, it was a decision he made after asking George. After all, some people found such things taboo. If you gave them a cane, they might even think that you were mocking them for being crippled. As for Mr. Harvey Sanchez, he didn't find it taboo to mention his crippled leg a taboo. He even publicly expressed that it was the best military medal of his military career, proving his bravery in war!
Walking on Loen City's busiest shopping district, Empress Street, Connor pondered over his budget for the cane. He had already withdrawn thirty pounds from his education fund this month from the bank. Excluding his meals and social expenses for the month, he had about fifteen pounds to spend.
As a big banker, Mr. Harvey was the largest shareholder of Loen's second largest bank, Girona Bank, other than the Empire Bank. He was a tycoon with a net worth of hundreds of thousands of pounds. Naturally, the birthday gift he gave him couldn't be too shabby. Of course, as his son's good friend, there was no need for him to give him an expensive gift.
Connor planned to spend about ten pounds to buy a cane for Mr. Harvey as a birthday gift. Although a ten-pound cane wasn't very expensive, it wasn't cheap either. It was very suitable for his current status. With the remaining five pounds, Connor planned on customizing a formal suit for the birthday banquet.
Connor usually liked to wear a windbreaker and a bowler hat. He rarely wore clothes like a tuxedo, which was suitable for large-scale banquets. Therefore, his original tuxedo was no longer in line with the current fashion trends of high society. Therefore, when the time came, it was best to custom-make a new set if he didn't want to be mocked.
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