"Really! You have to believe me! He almost strangled me to death!" the woman continued to assure, while looking around in panic, as if looking for something, "I...I have to clean this room.

, can you help me get rid of his body? Please! I am willing to give you all the money I have!"

"All the money?" Brandi smiled slightly, pulled a chair aside and pressed it against the door, then sat down and sealed the door. Then he crossed his legs and said, "Then let me see all the money you have.

How many are there?"

The woman didn't react for a while. In her impression, a normal person shouldn't react this way when faced with a woman who panicked and killed someone by mistake. She was a little at a loss and asked: "Sir, you...are you...

What are you doing?"

"Let me tell you in advance, my prices are very high," Brandy lit a cigarette, took a small puff, and said, "If you want me to help, you can, but I have to see if you can afford the price.

That makes sense, doesn't it?"

The woman was a little confused. In her mind, she should be the one in charge of the whole thing. When did the man in front of her look like a human take away the control inexplicably?

She didn't know what to do, so she had to start looking for money on her body, because this seemed to be the only promising way to break the situation.

The woman searched everywhere on her body where money could be hidden, and finally took out a few crumpled banknotes and coins, and handed them to Brandi.

Brandi slightly nodded, sneered, and said, "You don't even have twenty dollars, how can you fool a beggar?"

The woman was a little anxious. Her top priority now was to clean up the scene so that no one could tell that a murder had occurred here, but the bastard in front of her who deserved a thousand cuts insisted on fighting her to the end. She had no choice but to use

Come up with the trump card.

"If you are not satisfied, I will leave it to you to deal with it later." A little shy, a little cowardly, combined with her hot and sexy appearance, the woman believes that as long as he is a man, no one can resist this free gift.

good thing.

When Brandi saw the woman's coy attitude, she didn't know what expression to make. "It's really interesting. It unlocks a new plot." He thought like this.

Brandi sorted out her thoughts for a while and said to the woman: "Well, I have a few questions. As long as your answers satisfy me, I will help you. Of course, I still want the remuneration you mentioned before. What do you think?"

?”

The woman didn't think much and nodded quickly.

"First of all, how did you and this man meet?"

"How...how else can we meet him," the woman said with a little more hesitation, "Sir, you should also know the work I do. I am just soliciting customers normally, and I just met him by chance."

"Oh ~ chance encounter," Brandi nodded, "Then tell me, why did you kill him?"

"I've said it before, if I don't do that, I will be the one who dies," the woman quickly defended, "I discussed the price with him, but when we couldn't reach an agreement, he was going to hit me hard, and he almost strangled him to death.

I, I, I couldn't breathe at the time, so I touched the knife on the bedside table, and then...that's what happened now."

"You said he wanted to strangle you to death," Brandi said calmly, "then may I ask, why are there no traces of strangulation on your neck?"

"This..." The woman's eyes were frightened and she was speechless for a moment.

"Perhaps you haven't noticed that a lot of dust has fallen on the bedside table here. If something has been placed on it, it will always leave traces. However, you have also seen that there is nothing but dust on the bedside table."

Brandi continued to reason.

"But... maybe I remembered it wrong. I seemed... to have touched the knife from under the pillow..." The woman's defensive voice became weaker and weaker.

"How could a normal person hide a knife under the pillow in a room like this?" Brandy showed a confident smile. He could see that the woman's heart was already in confusion. "You don't have to explain it, no matter where the knife came from.

No matter what you take out, you can't get rid of the fact that you prepared the knife in advance for the purpose of killing people."

"You...you are so slanderous!" The woman became furious, "You said that I deliberately killed someone, what evidence do you have?"

"Evidence?" Brandi sneered, took out the police badge given to him by the police chief from his pocket, and said, "Come and see, what is this?"

When the woman saw the police badge, she seemed to lose all her strength and fell to her knees.

"I don't need any evidence, I just need suspicion, and I have the power to arrest you," Brandi said while putting away his police badge and sighing at the American police's case-handling style of this period that hardly relied on evidence, "

Moreover, your guilty conscience is too obvious."

Brandi stood up, moved the chair, and said: "To sum up, I suspect that this is an intentional homicide. You used your position to lure men to the bait, and then brutally killed you. I believe this is not your first time.

You’ve done this kind of thing, after all, you are really good at dragging people into the water.”

Brandi moved out of the way and said to the woman: "What do you think? Do you want to go by yourself, or should I tie you up and carry you away?"

"I...I'm walking by myself, sir, ah no, officer," the woman stammered, "I...my feet are numb and I can't stand up. Can you help me?"

"Of course, ma'am," Brandi said, reaching out and taking the woman's hand for help.

A fierce look suddenly flashed in the woman's eyes, and the hand hidden under her skirt held a steel knife and stabbed Brandi in the abdomen like lightning.

Brandi had already expected it, so she took a step back to avoid the gleaming sharp knife, and took the opportunity to hold the wrist of the woman's other hand with her other hand. She exerted a strong force, and the woman screamed and the sharp knife fell away.

Brandi cut off the woman's hands, pushed her directly to the ground, and said viciously: "You know what? If I were to compile the legal provisions, your punishment would not be as simple as hanging."

"You are a bastard! You are just like those men, you are no good! You are more disgusting than them!" The woman stopped acting at this moment and started cursing hysterically.

Brandi casually pulled a piece of bed sheet and used it as a rope, and tied the woman's hands and feet firmly. He put the woman on his shoulders and walked directly down the main staircase in the tavern without hesitating anything.

The bartender was shocked when he saw Brandi carrying a woman who looked like a madman and asked: "Mr. Munny, what is going on?"

"Oh, this bitch killed someone above your store, and she wanted to kill me just now. I'm going to take her to the police chief now." Brandy said calmly.

"Oh my gosh," the bartender said, "what happened to these bitches? Are you okay, Mr. Munny?"

"I'm fine, but this bitch is going to be in bad luck." Brandi adjusted the position of the woman on her back. She was really full of energy. If she didn't adjust, she was afraid she would fall.

Valentine, Sheriff's Office.

Sheriff Malloy, who had been asleep for a long time, suddenly heard a rapid knock on the door from outside. He rubbed his eyes and got up from the bed, tied his gun belt around his waist, took out his pistol and asked: "Who is outside?"

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"Sheriff, I've got some business for you."

This voice was all too familiar to Malloy. He put away the gun, opened the door, and said with a smile: "It's Brandy, haha, come in quickly, come in if you have anything to say." With that, he let Brandy into the house.

Only then did Malloy notice the woman on Brandi's shoulder who was sometimes yelling and sometimes struggling to beg for mercy, and asked: "What's going on with this woman?"

Brandi immediately told the truth about her experience of meeting this woman tonight.

After listening to this, Malloy said happily: "Okay, there have been prostitute murder cases here recently. The method of committing the crime is exactly the same as what you said. We have arrested many times without any results. It seems that this bitch is lucky today.

It's not good."

"Then it's time for her to go where she belongs?" Brandy asked.

"Of course," Sheriff Malloy pointed to the cell next to him, "Just open the door there and put her in. Madam, although the bed here is not as comfortable as the bed in the pub, at least there is no blood on it. That's the point.

.”

Brandi opened the door of the prison and threw the woman into the prison. The woman seemed tireless and kept yelling, making others feel thirsty for her.

"Thank you, Brandi," Sheriff Malloy said, "Killer prostitutes are exactly the problem Valentine needs to solve now. He is indeed a student of Major Warren. Experts will know if they are there as soon as they take action."

"What a shame, Sheriff," Brandi smiled, "Since the matter has been settled, I won't stay any longer. This woman should be able to spend this long night with you."

"Ha, I still want to live for a few more decades," Chief Malloy smiled as he took out a few banknotes from his desk. "Honestly, if there were a few more people like you who had the

For young people who are capable and have a sense of justice, this place may be a good place to live and work in peace and contentment. Come on, take the money, it's not much, but you deserve it."

Brandy took the money, nodded, said goodbye to the Sheriff, and left the Sheriff's Office.

Behind him, the conversation between Chief Malloy and the woman could be clearly heard.

"That bastard made a mistake, Sheriff, it's that guy who wants to kill me!"

"You want to say that you acted in self-defense, right? Then were the previous times also self-defense? You have a lot of blood on your hands, woman."

"Fuck you! You're just like everyone else!"

"Ha, you actually said that, so I'll take it as a compliment."

Valentine's night has become quiet since then, leaving only the stars still shining, spreading a little starlight on the roof of every house.


Chapter completed!