The road winds up a steep hill.
On the top of the mountain, Lao Daijin saw a large number of small ridges that looked like animal ribs, one white and the other gray.
The white ones are snow, and the gray ones are mountains. The wind and rain have washed them, forming ravines.
The snow hidden in the ravine is not easy to melt. From a distance, it looks like an animal rib.
Continuing to drive forward, Lao Daijin came to the other side of the ridge, where there was another kind of scenery.
A small town sits on the other side of a quiet hillside.
The town is not big, about 100 meters in diameter, with no more than fifty buildings inside, and there is a thin layer of snow on most of the roofs. .z.br>
In addition to the houses in the town, there are also several scattered farmhouses nestled at the foot of the mountains and in the valleys covered with white snow.
Looking to the other side of the town, the clouds on the distant peaks revealed a few golden rays of light, shining into the valley.
Savoring it carefully, Lao Daijin felt a peaceful air floating over the town.
Although those houses were still far away from him, it seemed that he could easily touch them with his hand.
Shaking his head, Lao Daijin got rid of the distracting thoughts in his heart. This place is beautiful, but it is not suitable for him.
Fifteen minutes later, Lao Daijin drove into Delu Town.
The houses, farmland, and grassland in Delu Town are private properties, but the roads are not, so Lao Daijin can drive in.
The town has a small population, but it is surprisingly lively.
There were chickens flying, children running around, taverns, hotels and grocery stores.
Obviously, most of the houses in the town are rented, which is why there are so many animals and children.
Pretending to be a tourist, Lao Daijin stayed in a hotel in the town.
Diagonally across from the hotel is a veterinary clinic with a history of more than 100 years. Mr. Jimmy, the idol of farm veterinarian Ruth, interned and got married there after graduation.
After getting married, she lived in the attic on the third floor.
He took out the binoculars and looked at the attic window of the veterinary clinic. The curtains were closed tightly and he couldn't see anything because he was too tired from the flight. After a while, Lao Daijin fell asleep on the bed.
At five o'clock the next morning, Old Daikin once again used the telescope to observe the attic window of the clinic.
The curtains were still closed, but they had obviously been moved.
Generally speaking, the owner will definitely not live in a low and low attic, but the clinic is different.
The attic was the room where Jimmy Harry and his wife Helen lived after their wedding.
Celebrity effect is important to some people.
Considering that Montes Bay also admired Jimmy Harry and even bought the entire town of Delu with a lot of money, Old Daikin stayed in the hotel room and maintained high-intensity surveillance.
Ireland in winter is bone-chillingly cold, and people get up very late.
When the sun rose high, Lao Daijin finally waited until the attic curtains opened, and a young girl appeared behind the glass.
At the end of the observation, Lao Dajin felt incredible that Montes Bay was really not dead.
Subconsciously, Lao Daijin planned to notify his boss, but temporarily put down his cell phone.
At the same time, Zhang Jing didn't know that Old Dai Jin was planning to cause trouble. He was enjoying a delicious breakfast provided by a professional chef in the Blood Castle.
Including sausages, bacon, black and white pudding, eggs, potatoes, cheese, and juice, the breakfast lineup is luxurious, just in line with the big country's saying: eat well in the morning.
In the middle of the meal, Jonathan Rice walked over on the carpet. At this time, he already knew that someone had been to the cemetery at 2 midnight yesterday.
"Good morning, sir," Jonathan Rice greeted him and asked, "How was your breakfast?"
Normal people would definitely say "delicious" or "delicious". Zhang Jing shook his head.
"Fire off the existing chef team and replace them with Chinese chefs. There are too many waiters, so we'll fire half of them."
Jonathan Rice's brows twitched, he didn't expect Zhang Jing to be so rude.
"Also," Zhang Jing added, "disband the bodyguard team as well. I have three children and the fourth is about to be born. I am not afraid of being assassinated."
Waduo's words have different confidence, they are very tough.
Jonathan Rice was speechless, he didn't
I want to fire the chef, but I don’t want to fire the bodyguard, but for what reason?
"Mr. Jonathan, do you have any objections?" Zhang Jing asked without giving him time to think, "Is it possible that you have a second boss?"
"No," Jonathan Rice lowered his head slightly, "I'm going to disband the entire chef and bodyguard team, and fire half of the waiters."
Zhang Jing nodded, very satisfied with Jonathan Rice's performance. He forked a piece of bacon and put it into his mouth, chewing it with his big mouth, feeling very satisfied.
The problem was that the chef and the waiter were so ignorant that they did not prepare chopsticks and deserved to be fired.
Waiting for Zhang Jing to slowly finish breakfast, it was already ten o'clock in the morning.
A total of seventeen bodyguards, twelve chefs and chef assistants, and twenty waiters packed their luggage at the same time and were leaving one after another with sadness.
After the crowd dispersed, Zhang Jing decided to take a walk around the Blood Castle, looking for Montes Bay.
The Blood Castle is very large, with the middle courtyard alone covering about six or seven acres.
The backyard is similar in size, also six or seven acres.
Various buildings also occupy an area of six to seven acres.
If the surrounding land is included, its total area is 67 acres, which is about 11 acres when converted to imperial units.
Such a large area requires the use of a sightseeing battery car to visit, and walking is very taxing on the legs.
Of course, the Blood Castle cannot be compared with the Forbidden City of a great power. Its area is a terrifying 720,000 square meters, which is about 44,500 square meters after conversion.
The two are not on the same level at all.
Compared with ordinary residences and ordinary manors, Blood Castle is characterized by its four hundred years of history and Gothic architectural style.
Money cannot buy these two things.
However, Zhang Jing found no trace of Montes Bay.
Never giving up easily, on the second night after arriving at the Blood Castle, Zhang Jing went to the family cemetery located on both sides of the back door straightway in the backyard again, and stood in front of Montes Bey's tombstone.
No one bothered me this time.
In the dark night, Zhang Jing sent out the big yellow dog Smarty Bean to watch, and the pangolin Pea to dig holes from the ground to the tomb 2 meters deep underground.
There is a coffin, empty.
In this way, Zhang Jing and Ding Jiaqi's guesses were completely confirmed.
So, what the hell is Montes Bay doing?
At the same time, Old Daikin was also trying to figure out the same problem.
With a poor image but strong skills, Dai Jin walked into a veterinary clinic with a history of more than 100 years at midnight and killed a bodyguard with an A-level strength rating.
And saw Montes Bay in the attic.
Montes Bay was sleeping in a warm bed when he was suddenly awakened by a nightmare, and then found a dark figure sitting next to the bed.
After a brief panic, Montes Bay, who had seen the world, quickly calmed down and asked, "Who are you?"
"Let me ask you an answer," Lao Daijin said in a smoky voice, "Why did you fake your death?"
Montes Bay was silent.
"I have many ways to get you to talk," Old Daikin reminded, "but it's painful."
"Did Zhang Jing send you here?" Montes Bay asked trying to calm himself down.
Lao Daijin would not be led to a rhythm, so he asked for the second time, "Why did you fake your death?"
"If I don't answer," Montes Bay looked at the shadow and asked, "What will you do to me?"
Lao Daijin took a deep breath and said earnestly, "I also have a daughter, and I sympathize with your experience."
"Can you help me?" Montes Bay asked in a pitiful tone, "I respect you as an elder and triple your salary."
Determined that he could not get the information he wanted from Montes Bay, Lao Dai stood up from his chair in the dark night, reached out and pinched Montes Bay's neck.
"What are you going to do!" Montes Bay wanted to open his big hands that looked like golden iron bands, but he couldn't.
Looking down at Montes Bay, Old Daikin said with a slightly sad voice, "Many people want you to die, but my boss just wants to know the truth."
Montes Bay was speechless at this time, because Lao Dajin covered her mouth and nose with his other hand at the same time.
"Everyone thinks you have gone to heaven," Old Daijin's voice became softer at this point, "Then you go."
Montes Bay wanted to scream and struggle, but she couldn't. She was in pain because - she couldn't breathe.
Yes.
Old Dakin didn't value the truth, because Montes Bay would have the best ending if he died.
