Wine and Gun

Chapter 535

In the end, his eyes still fell on Olga.

"Olga," Hardy asked, not in the tone of a homicide officer asking a police adviser, but in the tone of a bewildered man asking his friend, "What are we going to do next?"

"Go on with life." Olga shrugged and answered indifferently.

"Anyway, they won't be coming back."

Chapter 131 From the New World

In the 2019 chūn season, shortly after the last snow melted in Hoxton Kingdom, a plane from Spain arrived in the small Nordic country and landed at Flora International Airport at dusk.

This season, the temperature has not yet completely warmed up, and it is not suitable for tourism. Most of the foreign people who enter the country through the customs come to visit relatives, study abroad or look for job opportunities locally. Among the curious and wary of those who set foot on the soil of the new country, the same-sex couple from Spain was not much to draw attention to.

If I had to say they were a handsome pair - the younger looking man was a man with charming green eyes and an equally charming smile; and he His partner was slightly older, and his light blond hair with some white hair had grown a little longer and was bunched at the back of his head. He wore a pair of thin-rimmed glasses, behind which were sharp blue eyes.

They didn't have much luggage, and were light compared to many others who got off the plane; the younger of the couple apparently spoke better German, and he and his partner walked out of the airport with the others Just start looking for a taxi nearby - if anyone overhears their conversation, the two of them will be heard whispering in English discussing topics like the address of a rented house, and apparently they've prepared for themselves before coming to the country Rent the house.

Everything seemed perfectly normal, even to the point of tediousness, but that's when it happened.

They met the man before they could find a taxi.

——It was a beautiful girl with black hair, or "beautiful" is the most one-sided conclusion that people can draw at a glance. If you look closely at her face, you will find that her appearance is not actually everyone. The type you will like. If you stare at her face for a long time, you may even feel that her appearance is a little weird.

The girl was petite, and under her dark hair, her skin was as white as a marble headstone in a cemetery, which made her eyes look astonishingly large on the pointed face; The pupils were too dark against the iris; therefore, no matter how much she smiled, the face always had a terribly indifference to it.

When the two men saw her, she was standing bored on the side of the road, wearing a casual leather jacket and looking like a young college student. In addition, she is empty-handed, so it is estimated that she is not a passenger.

If that's all, the woman just looks a little weird, not enough to attract anyone's attention. The problem is that she quickly walked towards the two men with a clear goal.

She didn't actually take two steps in their direction before the couple noticed her. The middle-aged man touched the elder's arm with his elbow, leaned in and whispered something in his ear, with a happy smile on his face--in fact, it seemed a little too happy. The older man frowned slightly, then shook his head.

And then, the woman had already walked up to them.

Her height is really much shorter than the two of them, it is estimated that she is less than 1.65 meters, and even when she is about to speak, she can only slightly raise her head to look at the two of them, which makes the whole scene a little embarrassing.

Then, with a smile on her face, the strange woman asked in largely unaccented English a question no one else would have expected her to ask:

"Excuse me, is it Dr. Bacchus and Mr. Armalette?"

——To this day, few people outside the United States have the impression of these two names, all horrific murders are slowly forgotten, and the names of murderers can stay in people's minds longer. , but the victims have long been forgotten.

Now, there are still some people in the United States who will discuss this case with great interest, including but not limited to conspiracy theorists, Hollywood screenwriters and best-selling authors, but most foreigners have long forgotten those terrible cases that happened two years ago. Well, after all, that really has nothing to do with them.

At this time, the woman who suddenly said those two names looked particularly suspicious.

The two men were visibly stunned, and then the younger of them spoke in a bewildered tone, and he asked (in English with a well-placed Spanish accent), "Did you admit the wrong person? We are— —”

"The two of you are surnamed Domingo on your passport, of course, because your mother's maiden name was Shana Esperanza Parra Domingo, wasn't she?" The strange woman snorted, rather impolitely Interrupted him, "Seriously, even if that guy Gabriel is willing to help you forge those documents, your pseudonym is too sloppy, Dr. Bucks."

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