"Mom, please stop meddling in my business. Freddy won't hurt me."

"Tsk, tsk, tsk"

Jack continued to sharpen his butcher knife.

"Jack, no one names a knife!"

"Who said no? My knife has a name, right Freddy?"

"Tsk, tsk, tsk"

"Mom, you see Freddy is very happy with what I said, and he can even talk to us."

"God bless me, I only have this one child, but why not give him a smarter brain? He starts to act stupid again..."

"Haha, mom, why can you talk to God, but I can't talk to Freddy!"

"Everyone believes in God, only you believe in Freddy!"

"But mom, how do you know that everyone believes in the same God?"

The fat cook wanted to say something more to her son, so that he could be like a normal child.

"Pah, pah, pah"

This was the first row of shots fired when the gunmen brought by Lockerbie fired at Queen Sophia on the tower.

"Jack, come out with me and see what happened outside!"

"In the past two days, there have been shootings either inside or outside the castle. What's all the fuss about!"

‘Tsk-la, tsk-la, tsk-la’

Jack must not be interested in the sound of gunfire either. He wants to dress Freddy up beautifully.

Wait until night to go kill those damn guys in the cell.

He hated the Sphinx and the guards, and felt that the Sphinx had ruined his good deeds.

And Hermes and those cattle thieves, Jack felt like those guys had been laughing at him.

And the pianist, he's a devil, why doesn't he take those medicines?

Jack felt that the pianist was to blame for everything.

Finally, there is Payne. I have to have a good talk with him.

If he returned the hook to himself quickly, he might give him another chance.

"Jack, maybe someone wants to kill the Baron. If the Baron dies, you will have no father."

"Mom, I've told you many times not to drink so much during the day. I really don't understand what the Baron's death has to do with whether I have a father or not!"

"God bless you, come and follow me to find out what's going on. If you don't obey me again, I'm going to throw your damn knife into the swill bucket."

"Okay, okay, I'll go with you. You are a very nagging mother."

Jack carefully placed "Freddy" by the sink and walked towards the door.

With the departure of the fat cook, the kitchen regained its brightness.

Ling'er jumped down from the rafter silently like a cat.

She walked to the pool, and "Freddy" was lying on the edge of the pool, emitting a strange light.

"This knife looks good. Maybe this evil knife is the nemesis of the pianist's suitcase."

Ling'er reached out and picked up "Freddy"

Although we have been very well prepared.

Its weight was still far beyond Ling'er's imagination.

However, this weight is still not a problem for Ling'er.

She increased her strength and finally picked up "Freddy"

But carrying such a big thing, I walked through the long corridors and stairs of the castle.

It is completely impossible not to be seen.

"By the way, you can hide this knife first and then take it away after dark."

Linger held the knife in his hand and looked around, looking for a suitable place to hide the knife.

She thought of the rafters on which she had been hiding.

"Yeah, that's a good place to hide things."

Ling'er came under the beam, holding "Freddy" in one hand.

He pushed his feet on the ground, exerted force on his waist, and jumped up with difficulty, grabbing the beam with one hand.

The first time, she failed to grab the beam.

Failed twice in a row until the third time.

Only then did Ling'er jump onto the rafter with "Freddy".

She laid "Freddy" across the rafters.

The murderous aura emanating from "Freddy" was too strong.

It's easy to be spotted by that gangster Jack.

Ling'er went to the stove and grabbed a handful of ashes and sprinkled them on "Freddy".

"Well, now it's better, no one can find you, Freddy"

While Ling'er was talking, she vaguely saw "Freddy" seeming to move.

It doesn't seem to like the ashes on its body and wants to shake them off.

But apparently it's not powerful enough to do this.

She stared at "Freddy" carefully for a moment.

Never found the same situation again.

"Well, I made a mistake. Maybe I should go back and have a good sleep."

Ling'er walked to the door and looked carefully at the door.

There was no one outside the door or between the kitchen and the castle.

She walked out of the kitchen and walked towards the castle.

Jack reluctantly followed his mother out of the kitchen.

They did not rush to the castle gate immediately.

The room behind the kitchen is where all the servants who work in the kitchen live.

The fat cook and her son broke into each room.

Call out those who get up at five o'clock every morning to cook.

The fat cook can be sure that these do not require an afternoon nap at all.

Because some of these guys are doing some shady things.

In order to wake up everyone who was taking a nap, the fat cook wasted too much time.

After the fat cook took the roll call to make sure no one was absent, she delivered a speech that lasted less than ten minutes.

It probably means encouraging these subordinates.

Let them show their loyalty to the castle with practical actions and prove their courage at the same time.

Then she took more than twenty people in the kitchen.

Everyone has a cooking utensil such as a frying spoon or a pan in their hand.

He showed the courage to fight to the death with the provocateur and walked toward the castle gate.

Jack holds a shovel for shoveling coal.

He didn't like this thing in his hand. It was too light and didn't feel like he had any power at all.

Knowing that he could come out with weapons, Jack took Freddy with him.

When the kitchen team walked to the gate of the manor, Butler Xiong had already returned with a group of people.

All they brought back were the bodies of three strangers.

There was also a living guy among them, although his head was wrapped in a dead man's coat.

But his limbs were still twitching, indicating that this guy was still alive.

He didn't know where he was shot, and blood kept dripping from his body to the ground.

At the same time, because this unfortunate guy was constantly struggling and twitching.

His shirt was rolled up, revealing a large, greasy belly.

There is a tattoo of an eagle spreading its wings on the belly.

When the fat cook saw the eagle, her face became very ugly.

She strode over and said to Butler Xiong: "Mr. Butler, were they the ones who shot at the castle?"

"Yes, these are the guys, Aunt Lolita"
Chapter completed!