11. How? (4K)(2/2)
Unexpectedly, the murderer was not a serial killer passing by, but three high school students from the city.
Their families are well off and they spend their days pursuing pleasure. They only need to wait for the right time to inherit the wealth accumulated by their families for generations. Under such circumstances, they will naturally develop a mentality of 'the world is in my hands'.
North didn't quite believe that they would do such a thing until he hacked into the three bastards' phones.
The chat records there made him more and more confused: Why would three teenagers have such thoughts?
They didn't talk about sports, games, their parents or the beautiful girls in school. Instead, they talked about murder, blood and similar things all day long. What he couldn't understand the most was that these three children
The direct reason for wanting to do such evil things is just to join a secret 'brotherhood' organization.
Is killing just a pastime and a proof for you?
Thanos thought again of Mrs. Jackson's face and the way she looked when she scolded him.
He thought that he was beginning to understand why the mage turned him into a human and threw him here. But he still didn't understand what the use of those books was.
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The buildings of the people of Demacia always seem to be so magnificent, and their architectural styles are in the same vein as them. They are both gorgeous and rigid, and the Noxians would call them 'not useful but beautiful' with contempt.
In fact, not everyone in Demacia likes this style.
But who cares about what a few people think?
With this thought, Marsino walked among the distinguished guests at the banquet with an impeccable smile on his face. His etiquette, clothing, appearance and even every handshake and bow made people feel good.
.But only he knows what he is thinking in his heart.
If he was forced to say it, Marsino hoped that everyone here would die. God knows how much he wanted this to happen immediately.
Damn it...! Our soldiers are being slaughtered one by one by Noxian barbarians on the front lines, but you are holding such a banquet in the rear!
His eyes swept over the exquisite tableware. Even a fork here could be sold for a high price.
"Ah, isn't this our young Lord Marsino? Come on, Marsino! Come here!"
An enthusiastic voice called him over. Marsino turned his head and saw a lady with gray hair, but still very well-maintained, waving to him enthusiastically.
Marsino immediately greeted her. With a perfect smile, he greeted the lady with a kiss: "Hello, Mrs. Du Bois."
"Why are you so outgoing, Marsino?" Mrs. Du Bois patted the back of his hand with a cautious expression, then took his hand affectionately and led him to a secluded corner.
.
Here, they can talk quietly for a while.
Almost as soon as he arrived, the smile on Marsino's face disappeared and he asked expressionlessly: "How is the front line?"
Mrs. Du Bois still had that smile, but there was no smile in her eyes: "The defense line has been breached, and the Noxians will arrive in the capital tomorrow afternoon at the latest. By then, all of Germany will
Everyone in Marcia can see their damn black and red armor."
"What about the situation at home?"
Mrs. Du Bois took a sip of wine and still smiled: "Isn't it the same as before? Even here facing the front line, aren't they still having a banquet?"
"I don't understand. Does His Majesty the King really have no reaction at all?"
"There's nothing he can do...Marsino, there are too many people like your father and my husband who hold power. For them, no matter how many people die, it's nothing compared to what they're about to drink."
A sip of red wine in your mouth."
Marsino had a sullen face. Both he and this lady came from a political group in Demacia. They wanted to save this country that was gradually decaying, but they seemed unable to do anything about it.
"Are we just going to have to watch the Noxians breach our gates?"
"Don't be so pessimistic, Marsino." Mrs. Du Bois said with a smile. "At least... we still have some ability to resist."
"Sitting and waiting to die?"
"There will be other ways... Marsino."
Chapter completed!