The mysterious journey begins with becoming a pirate

Chapter 280 Albert Durham’s Suggestions

Albert Drum showed a reluctant smile, held the cigarette in his mouth, and extended his right hand to shake hands with Elok who had just stood up. Then responded:

"I don't know either. But in any case, we have come to a conclusion."

"That's good. No matter what the conclusion is, as long as there is a report, the price will remain unchanged." Alok responded indifferently. "Anyway, it doesn't matter to me who it is."

"Maybe." Albert Drum shrugged.

He and Elok sat down together, facing each other. At this moment, Miss Serling also came in with two cups of black tea, smiled and placed them in front of the two of them.

After Miss Serling left, Alok looked at Albert Drum's face with a smile and asked, "Then what conclusion did you draw? Of the three people, who is the murderer?"

"That Sheriff. That Sheriff is the murderer." Albert Drum took a puff of cigarette and directly came to his conclusion.

But the result surprised Alok. He thought Albert Drum would say that the green hair was the murderer.

"Oh? Why?" Alok asked doubtfully.

Albert Drum pressed out the remaining cigarettes in the ashtray and began to give Alok a detailed report on his work over the past three days.

"First of all, it's about the green guy. I didn't find him. Although the people over there did know that such a person existed, he hasn't appeared for a while. I guess he died in a sewer somewhere. This is normal for a drug addict."

Alok nodded with interest. He seemed to have met the green-haired man once. I really didn’t expect that he would die as soon as I said that.

"The second one is about the new police chief, Florian. He broke the rules and was recently investigated. So he is a lot more honest. And there are many people who are dissatisfied with him. And you said The Viscount Burke who arrived is one of them."

"My suggestion is to put the blame on his head. As a mature man, you have to understand the principle of pushing others against you."

Albert Drum picked up the black tea in front of him, blew two sips of the foam on it, and tasted it. Waiting for Alok's response.

When he first heard the news, Alok suddenly understood the reason why Florian had not appeared in the past few days. It looked like he was in some trouble.

This is the shortcoming of being in a government unit. There are always factions. If you get involved, you will definitely be surrounded by two sides.

If possible, I would definitely help the big guy. Although I have too much time to take care of myself now.

"Is there anything else? I want to hear detailed information. Including what the investigation is, and his relationship with Earl Burke, etc." Elok asked.

"Of course." Albert Drum put down the teacup, changed his position to half-lying, leaned on the right armrest of the sofa, and crossed his legs and said:

"It is said that it was due to an explosion in Garousan District, as well as murders and arson cases. It seems that they are all related to the deputy chief of police who just arrived. Although such cases are not uncommon in Garousan District. But if It would be very difficult to talk about it.”

"very troublesome!"

Arson and murder, bombings. Aren't these the incidents I caused?

So it seems that I influenced Florian's career?

I'm so sorry! Big guy.

He sighed in his heart, sighed helplessly, and continued to listen to the news about Albert Drum.

"As for Viscount Bock, it's because Florian reached out to the field of drug trading when he first arrived, hoping to gain merit. So, of course, Viscount Bock has a big opinion against him."

"I see." Alok nodded thoughtfully.

He looked at the ashtray on the table and understood that Florian had taken this step because of me. He couldn't help feeling guilty. He patted his thigh and recognized this friend.

Albert Drum was still analyzing, looking at Elok's changing expression, he continued:

"So. It's most appropriate to put this hat on the head of this police chief. As for Viscount Bock, I don't recommend you to operate on him now. Even if you want to get more shares of Dalmea drugs, don't operate directly. It's reasonable. The distribution is the most appropriate.”

He smiled bitterly and said hesitantly: "Although it seems that I am short-lived when I say this, I still suggest this."

"That's all I know. After I'm done with this, I'm going to take a vacation down south with my family and never come back."

He felt a little panicked, but mostly calm.

As he searched deeper for the truth, it frightened him more and more. This is not an investigation into murder and drug abuse. This is clearly one drug gang investigating another drug gang.

What a Sheriff, what a drug dealer. The Sheriff is probably from Mr. Phasma in front of him, and Viscount Bock is the drug gang that competes with their family.

As for why?

A family that has business conflicts with the Viscount Bock drug cartel. Who else but another drug cartel?

But today, all he has left is the calmness in his heart, hoping that Mr. Phasma will be as gentle and polite as he appears.

He didn't want to face the dispute between the two drug gangs, nor did he want to live in fear every day and night. But for the sake of his family and the money, he was willing to take the risk.

It’s the price you pay to get something.

He just hoped that Alok would not kill again and not cause trouble for him.

His last sentence was very clear. I won't tell anyone. I will go on a long vacation far away and will not interfere in it again. Please let me go.

"Navist is a beautiful place. The sunset by Lake Sitoli is beautiful. Although I have only seen it once, I will never forget it." Alok whispered.

Albert Drum was happy and smiled with some relief: "It looks like a good place for vacation."

"Yes. Our deal is over." Alok sighed and replied.

He took out the 300 deben that he had prepared long ago from his pocket and placed it on the table. Then he stood up alone and walked out the door.

He pressed the hat on his head, and the brim of the tricorn hat covered his eyes. But his heart was particularly clear.

He found a slightly dark path under the scorching sun and turned into a cat. The little bear was carried on his back, hugging Alok's neck, which was quite funny.

He looked for the direction and rushed to the destination.

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The lobby of Dark Night Rose was the time for young lovers to have afternoon tea in the afternoon. Of course, what was going on under the table was unknown.

Sebastian got up at this time and came to the lobby on the first floor.

Having lived in the bar for a long time, he has adapted to the environment here. He has no shame in such a life.

He saw Roger sitting in the corner at a glance. That position is where Alok often sits. Under normal circumstances, he would first look to see if there is that person there.

Today, it was a little unexpected that only Roger was sitting there.

He walked up slowly and said hello: "Second Officer Roger."

"Your letter." Roger handed the letter that Alok asked him to pass on to Sebastian expressionlessly.

"Oh? Whose? How can I have a letter?" Sebastian asked in surprise.

"Alok left it for you. It is probably an action plan." Roger still had that expressionless and gloomy look.

Sebastian's eyebrows suddenly raised, and he took the letter swiftly and opened it directly.

He frowned slightly and asked, "Have you read it?"

Roger did not answer, but glanced at Sebastian, and his expression meant "Do you even need to ask this?"

"It is very rude to pry into other people's privacy casually." Sebastian accused.

Roger glanced at Sebastian, half lying on the sofa, and said nonchalantly:

"The captain gave it to me, and it is not sealed, which means I can read it. This is a tacit understanding between us. If he didn't want me to read it, I wouldn't know there was another letter."

"He is always suspicious."

"I think he is suspicious of you. Mr. Phasma is very respectful to others." Sebastian blamed in a bad tone.

Then, he opened the letter with some anger and read the contents.