Guilty Records

"Mr. Lin, you are back." He took a step forward and saluted Tang Zhibai politely.

It has nothing to do with good or evil, good or bad, Tang Zhibai has always admired this old butler from the bottom of his heart. He is sincere and abides by etiquette. No matter when, the glory of the Norman family has always been engraved in his heart. He is meticulous in doing things and never makes mistakes. Such a quality Letters are hard to come across in modern society.

"Mr. Grint, I hope you can inform me." Tang Zhibai smiled slightly and nodded to him.

Mr. Grint nodded, then turned around and knocked lightly on the wooden door. Accompanied by regular and comfortable knocks, he called softly: "The Duke's gate, Mr. Lin is back."

There was no movement inside. Mr. Grint had been listening patiently. After a while, a deep and hoarse male voice came out.

"Come in."

Hearing Norman's voice suddenly, Tang Zhibai curled up his fingers and squeezed the file bag tightly, his face was normal but he couldn't restrain the tension in his heart.

Mr. Grint took a step back, opened the door, and gestured to them.

The room was extremely dark, with no candles lit. Tang Zhibai stepped on the soft carpet and walked in. Behind him, Mr. Grint slowly closed the door again. A muffled sound trapped Tang Zhibai in this dull room.

The man in front of him sat quietly on the sofa, smoking a cigar, his stiff and cold face made people shudder, the dim closet fire flickered on his face, in the darkness, those deep eyes were extremely bright.

He didn't even dare to pant too loudly, Tang Zhibai held his breath, could only cross his hands and clenched his hands, stepped forward bravely, and said softly, "Duke."

Norman sat recliningly on the sofa, flicking the cigarette ash with his head down, without looking up at him, "Going to see your uncle?"

"I came back to take a look, and the situation...is not very optimistic..." Tang Zhibai carefully considered his words.

Norman sneered, his eyes gloomy, "Those ignorant and useless doctors are a bunch of trash."

"I heard that some time ago, you will invite a Swiss brain expert over here, and it should be effective." Tang Zhibai's face was complicated.

"I just hope that I don't want to be an idiot again." Norman said coldly.

Over the years, Duke Xiaowei ben Norman, because of Lin Xiaoyin, almost offended European brain doctors, and mainstream folk remedies have no effect. Any doctor who heard that he was a patient of the Duke of Norman, They were so frightened that they didn't dare to open the door, because as long as they stepped into this manor, it would be very difficult for those poor doctors to get out alive.

He really doesn't want to see Lin Xiaoyin's current appearance, because? What's more, in this century with poor medical skills, even in the modern age with advanced technology and superb medical skills, no one can guarantee to cure the severely damaged brain ?.

I don't know whether Lin Xiaoyin can feel the pain of the disease because he is unconscious in bed. Thinking of this, Tang Zhibai was a little sad, and unconsciously said, "If it can relieve uncle's pain, it can be regarded as a God who saves the world. I hope you don't want to, Duke. No more blame."

Norman then slowly raised his head, looked directly at the person in front of him, with a gloomy and alienated face, and said coldly, "Are you condemning me?"

Tang Zhibai shuddered, and suddenly came back to his senses, before reacting anxiously? Come to yourself? What did you say, meet? This cold gaze, his body tense, lowered his head and said quickly: "No, no."

Because? One sentence made the atmosphere stiff and embarrassing.

Fortunately, Xiao Wei and Ben Norman just looked at them coldly, took a sip of the cigar, and didn't say anything more.

Looking at the file bag in his hand, Norman said lightly, "Going out?"

Tang Zhibai couldn't help but heave a sigh of relief. Over the years, the world has been developing and changing, including himself, who has developed a different temperament due to the influence of the environment, but the one who has changed the most around him is the Duke of Norman, the current Xiaowei ben Norman He is no longer the elegant and gentle Xiao Weiben Norman.

No, it should be said that all natures were released by the devil, suppressed all day long in Lin Xiaoyin's ward, and the whole person became irritable, gloomy and terrifying. Everyone in the manor was severely punished by him, including the close Among the Mr. Grint who served them, Tang Zhibai was the only one who never received a word of scolding except for not being close.

"Yes, this document needs your signature and seal."

Tang Zhibai opened the paper bag, took out two documents and handed them to Norman. They also understood that the weird man in front of him was using his...his own way to relieve his temper.

"Burlington is going to build a holiday manor, and the plan has already come out. It stands to reason? We can already start construction, but there are still protests and opinions from scattered nobles. Stelt organized a dance party at the Bacali Hotel tonight. , come to discuss with those people the issue of land ownership.”

Norman took it and sneered, "Is it discussing the ownership of the land or the ownership of the property? It's just that the distribution of profits is not in place."

As he said that, he threw the cigar into the ashtray, got up and walked to the desk, applied wax to seal the seal, and put the owner's badge into the wooden box. With the weak light, Norman glanced at the document twice, and asked : "How is the cooperation with private factories?"

Thinking of this, Tang Zhibai frowned slightly, "There is no problem with the factory, but the nobles in Burlington still have opinions, so today? I plan to discuss the issue once and for all."

"Those old things..." Norman handed the document back to him, frowning and glanced at him dissatisfiedly, "every day? I come and go alone, and the banquet tonight is quite special. I didn't bring two bodyguards with me." ?go."

Hearing that the Duke still cared about him, although his tone was stiff, his heart suddenly softened, "Don't worry, Snow Stuart called the police station to cooperate this time, he must have brought a lot of Guard, I'm fine."

Norman narrowed his eyes slightly, revealing scrutiny and danger, "I heard something."

"You say."

Norman asked, "Snow Stuart likes you very much?"

Tang Zhibai, who was sorting out the file bag, froze, his face was strange, and goosebumps appeared on his arms. Everyone knew that Stuart was pursuing him, and it was not surprising that Xiaowei Ben Norman knew about it. They mentioned it for the first time.

It seems like a child who fell in love with a puppy? He was caught by his parents. Although it had nothing to do with Tang Zhibai, it still made him feel uncomfortable.

Tang Zhibai's face was cold, and his eyes were even more conflicted, "I...I don't, I don't like him? It's just his personal wish."

Accompanied by the stubborn face of the youth? That cold color, like an icy sword, vigilantly and coldly resisting and rejecting? Anyone who approaches, the face has a resolute outline when they grow up, not as soft and cute as when they were young. But it was more like the person lying on the hospital bed.

Norman froze, and then tapped his fingers on the table, with a strange red light shining in the depths of his eyes.

This is the first time for a man to discover that two people who have no blood relationship are so similar, even when they reject others, their appearance is also so similar.

"Oh? You don't like him?" Norman slowly raised his first smile of the night, but it was extremely pervasive.

"The relationship is between two people, not one person's wishful thinking. Don't worry, I will alienate him after the matter of the holiday estate is settled." Tang Zhibai was not sure about Norman's attitude, and the subtle tone in his ear made him feel very uncomfortable. uncomfortable.

Seeing that Xiao Wei and Ben Norman looked weird, and Tang Zhibai's hair stood on end, he didn't want to repeat this irritable topic, so he took the file bag and said, "Hello? Okay? Rest, it's getting late, I should go out too gone."

Norman smiled slightly and waved.

Only then did Tang Zhibai back down.

……

Late at night, Bacali Hotel.

This is a luxury hotel owned by the Stuart family, and even the royal Princess Joanna has celebrated her birthday here several times.

The walls are covered with classical oil paintings, and the gambling tables are set up on both sides. The exquisitely carved stone pillars are brilliantly lit, and the luxurious utensils are glowing with light. Countless expensive and rare foods are placed beside them, accompanied by melodious music. Nobles and civilians entered the arena in an orderly manner.

Even in this gorgeous ballroom, the two groups of people are clearly contradictory. The two groups of people standing in Fengshui Ridge behave completely differently. Those factory owners are rich but have no status. Many luxury ingredients cannot be bought at all, let alone Entering such a high-end hotel, the rude person has already picked up the silver plate and ate.

And those aristocrats are holding a glass of whiskey, watching with cold eyes? These rude country bumpkins have contemptuous eyes, as if being in the same room with these wild boars from the countryside is a kind of humiliation.Even if they are not as rich as the so-called country bumpkins in comparison, the sense of nobility they are born with is still unbearable for them.

And the country people don't care about the eyes of these downcast nobles, they only care about themselves. They have seen such despicable eyes since they were young. Now that the society has changed, many nobles still beg to marry their daughters. , in order to guarantee their? Splendid living expenses.

Several police officers from the police station walked through it, constantly maintaining order.

This night, the communication between the two classes was indeed dangerous and chaotic.

Wearing a white coat, Tang Zhibai walked through the area, solemnly confirming whether the personnel were present. After months of exhaustion, he didn't want to be ruined tonight.

"Mr. Lin, everyone is here, except Earl Robin Browning, but their son has already arrived." As he spoke, his subordinates pointed in one direction, and Tang Zhibai followed him, only to see a brown-haired man A thin young man with disgust and contempt in his eyes satirized the civilians beside him.

His freckled and skinny cheeks are not very upright, but the people around him look up to him?The nobles are also divided into classes, although they are not good? People, like Snow Stuart, at least hide their swords in their smiles, and never do things that are disrespectful in front of others, and like the young man in front of him, he has no ability to rely on his status. Bully the weak and fear the strong, and look down on anyone.

Tang Zhibai frowned, "Let the police keep an eye on him, don't let him make trouble, Stuart promised to bring that old guy here, he's the center of this scattered landlord, we're waiting... he?."

Seeing the black-haired young man standing there, the rest of the nobles wanted to chat with this young heir of the Norman family, even though they looked down on this young man of unknown origin, after all, Lin Su had already become a hot topic in the social circle , and took control of some of the rights.

Exhausted, Tang Zhibai could only maintain a decent smile on his face, and slowly retreated behind the stone pillar, choosing a hidden position.

Stuart is not here, he is the host of this banquet. Seeing that the two groups of people who are not familiar with each other are about to move, Tang Zhibai summons his assistant and tells him, "You go to host the banquet and let them find something to do. We can’t make a mess right now, and wait for Stuart to come and talk about the rest, and the property rights information is in his hands.”

"Yes." The assistant is a young man with an ordinary face.

They are Lin Xiaoyin's former assistants. Because of his sharp methods and quick work, he never makes mistakes. After Tang Zhibai graduated, he transferred them back to work beside him.

Holding a glass of brandy, he hid behind the screen and watched as his assistant summoned some beautiful girls to start the gambling dance together. Under the call of the girls, the hall became lively again.

The intense music followed? The dancer danced? The men almost stared straight at the slender and revealing dress, while the yelling on the other side of the game was even more noisy and noisy, with swear words and vulgar language in their ears.

Seeing that the situation had stabilized, Tang Zhibai couldn't help but shook his head and sighed, put down his wine glass, his head was dull and painful, he closed his eyes and rubbed his head lightly with his fingertips.

Who can believe it?A small white-collar worker who was mediocre in Beijing ten years ago, after being reborn, can he walk to this field?

There is no such thing as swordsmanship in martial arts books. I have seen Chang'an flowers all over the world, and I don't have the seas and rivers in the flick of my fingers in fantasy novels. But I have come to a London where the society is chaotic and unstable, and I suffer from work and worry every day. Regardless of relatives, for more than ten years, I have been worrying about the threat of the villain protagonist every night.

"Good evening, little murderer~" A playful male voice sounded in his ears.

Tang Zhibai, who was in silence, froze for a moment, opened his eyes, slowly stroked his forehead and put down his fingers. The speaker was standing very close to him, his face was almost close to the side of his temples, could he get close to him? There was no movement at all.

The facial features of the man in front of him under the fortitude line is a serious and handsome face, matched with the upright police uniform, which should make people intimidated, but this man has a playful smile, which makes people completely intimidated.

"Don't you remember me? I still remember you... little murderer..." The man raised the corners of his mouth and smiled again when he saw his eyes revealing confusion. The last few spoke slowly, as if Invisibly targeting Tang Zhibai.

Tang Zhibai felt that what he felt was right. This tall, familiar man was indeed watching out for him. He remained silent and stared at this man so indifferently that he didn't even blink his eyelids.

Finally said, "Officer Evans."

"I thought you had forgotten about me, Mr. Lin." Evans laughed, "I haven't seen you for many years, and you have changed from a little murderer to a beautiful man, which really surprises me." Unexpected."

In the noisy ballroom, crystal lights were brightly lit, and Tang Zhibai could see the Peugeot on Evans' clothes at a glance. It was no longer the Peugeot of the police detective. Li's Deputy Director."

"Did you rely on your detective intuition and sixth sense all these years to become the deputy director? No wonder the crime rate in London has increased rapidly these years. It's really sad."

Evans looked down at the Peugeot on the police uniform and raised his eyebrows in surprise.

Suddenly he took a step closer to Lin Fu, stretched out two fingers in front of him, and said softly, "Mr. Strapped into a police station, it takes less than two hours for you to spell out the details of the crime."

The distance between the two is too close, he can feel the hot air from Evans' nose, Tang Zhibai frowned, "So what? Is Officer Evans planning to tie me into the police station now and beat me up?"

Evans laughed lightly, sized him up presumptuously with provocative eyes, and then took a step back, "You are Lord Norman now, what a pity..."

"It's a pity" was dragged on by him. He picked up the glass of wine that Tang Zhibai put down, took a sip, showed satisfaction, and let out a long sigh.

Tang Zhibai said with a blank expression, "What you took is my wine glass."

"There is a saying in your country that big things can be achieved without regard to small details, just a cup. Why are you so petty? Besides, I'm so handsome, if I suffer, I will suffer!"

Looking at the brown-clothed police officer with a ruffian voice, leaning against the wall, he didn't look like a policeman at all from top to bottom.Tang Zhibai frowned, cursing secretly in his heart, just after he could rest for a while, such a hooligan came, his face was so cold that he almost scolded the pervert directly!

"Ha ha."

Evans drank the brandy, turned to look at the lively dance hall, his eyes sparkled, he looked very interested, and said excitedly, "Mr. Lin, I haven't seen you for a long time, are you interested in dancing with me? I've been thinking about it for a long time."

Tang Zhibai has no expression on his face: ...

At that time, I was only ten or thirteen years old, and this old man said that he had been thinking about it for a long time?Fuck it's really perverted.

Tang Zhibai said coldly: "Officer Evans, I remember that I didn't invite you at all, right? You insulted me like this as soon as we met, why do you think I will go!"

Evans turned around smartly and shrugged indifferently, "Because? Because I'm the person in charge of security tonight, I told the brothers to relax their vigilance, okay? Okay? Have fun, do you think it's still up to these two groups of lunatics? Make trouble, what will happen in the end?"

Tang Zhibai's eyes froze, and he said coldly, "Are you threatening me?"

"Aren't you afraid of offending Stuart and me by doing this?"

"The police station belongs to the army now, and I didn't do anything. At most, I didn't manage the team well. It's such a small thing? General Gosling punished me at most. Compared with you, I don't suffer." Evans Smiling?, drank the brandy in the wine glass in one gulp, and stretched out her right hand gracefully, "Now, are you willing to condescend to dance with me?"

Tang Zhibai looked at him with disgust. His big rough hands, and the calluses between his fingers were the wounds he had honed with guns for many years.

He hesitated, and finally said slowly, "I don't know how to dance."

Looking at the handsome young man in front of him, the disgust on his face was undisguised, and even his excuses were so clumsy, Evans couldn't help laughing, thinking that this man was funny and cute.

It's a pity that all the performances are just a disguise, otherwise he really wants to pursue this cute boy...

"Master Lin? Are you kidding me? Can you dance?" Evans raised his eyebrows, making a seductive gesture towards him, intending to give him one last chance.

Tang Zhibai scolded his mother in his heart!

Hesitated for a moment, or stretched out his hand to hold him together and approached the dance floor.

……

The dance floor was full of people, and the heat wave was surging. Everyone moved, turned, and danced in an orderly manner. Salon dance.

This is a popular dance, both male and female, can be danced during communication, and it is intended to enhance the relationship between chatting.

In the middle of the happy dance floor, Tang Zhibai's complexion was not good, but Evans was very happy. He turned around to form a partner with the big-breasted girl next to him, and then changed back again, disgusting Tang Zhibai.

The two danced hand in hand, and Evans whispered in his ear, "Your uncle, how is Lin Xiaoyin doing, Lord Baron? After investigating you back then, your uncle hasn't been there for two months. Make me comfortable."

Thinking of Lin Xiaoyin's character of vengeance, Tang Zhibai could fully imagine what Evans would be like, and felt relieved for a while, and almost couldn't laugh out loud.

He raised his eyebrows and protested, "What? The deputy director has now become a small-bodied character, I really didn't expect it."

Police Officer Evans had a playful smile on his face, but he didn't care, "I'm a small-bodied chicken, and I can't compare to Stuart's small-bodied owner. Even if you almost killed him, he still didn't get along with you." You break."

Tang Zhibai frowned, "Let me say this one last time, I didn't hurt Snow Stuart, and I didn't kill Dave Cavitto. Is this how you police solve cases?"

Police Officer Evans said in a low voice, "Have I been watching secretly all these years? You, a stupid boy, turned into a shrewd heir to the Norman family without any warning. Do you think it's suspicious?"

In the man's tone, he seems to have become a dangerous prey, as if he is still laying traps around, waiting for his fall.

It's really strange that the matter of his own rebirth is intertwined with Lin Su. There is reason to doubt that he is right, but Tang Zhibai knows that he is innocent. Facing this man who looks like a smile but is actually deep in the city, he has no power to explain.

Suddenly, Tang Zhibai stopped his movements, as if he remembered something, he looked at it carefully and said, "So the police department has already followed me?"

"Is this what you mean? Or... General Gosling's meaning."

Tang Zhibai's eyebrows are serious. Over the years, the three parties in London have had a budding trend. The underworld has not yet developed, but the army led by General Gosling has grown stronger. Before it is consolidated, they have already Eyeing the fat of the aristocracy?Tang Zhibai narrowed his eyes and examined this man. Did he want to draw fire on the Norman family, or did he want to take the knife on himself?

"Don't think too much~ I pay more attention to you than Snow Stuart, even if he is the power of love to you, and I won't give in too much."

"Enough!" Tang Zhibai broke out in anger and pushed Evans away. He hated it when people used Stuart to fight him? Jokingly, "You have touched my bottom line!"

"Officer Evans, please leave my party, now, now, now."

The people on the dance floor were startled by Tang Zhibai's sudden anger, and the surrounding people pushed away, and everyone began to look here. Tang Zhibai's shyness had almost been worn out over the years, but Evans tied his arms tightly, Regardless of the surroundings, he said with a slight smile, "This is the first time I see you angry..."

Tang Zhibai glared at the man in disbelief, unexpectedly at this moment he? Still teasing himself? Just about to speak...

I heard a deafening noise coming from my ear!

Even the floor was trembling slightly, and the glass was rattling? Everyone was startled, and there were people screaming in the corner. Tang Zhibai was stunned and turned his head to look, only to see two groups of people fighting violently at the gambling table on the second floor of the hall. Standing up, the sculptural silver table next to it was affected and fell from the fence on the second floor in an instant.

The ruined floor and fence became their battlefield.

"He? Damn! The bastard has a stinking low-grade pig in his bones! How dare you play me! How dare you beat me!"

During the fierce fighting, the piercing roar penetrated the eardrums of everyone present.