Chapter 183 The miserable Manlio

The two people involved in the case this time, Leonardo da Vinci and Suwalt, were imprisoned as the defendant, but they are probably doing well now. After all, Anno has already intimidated the person in charge.

As for Suwalt, before the second trial, he was still living as he should. The difference was that he would not go to the pub to drink, but would only drink at home.

"Suatel is not a diligent model. Long-term drinking has made him look handsome but his figure is out of shape." Annuo leaned against the carriage door and analyzed to Ludovic. "In addition, he loves drinking very much, so he has been on the line of food and clothing for a long time."

"His parents passed away very early. He was left with his brother, Manlio, who was ten years younger than him."

"According to my investigation, Suwalt has been drinking wine of average quality in the tavern, but a week ago, Suwalt directly purchased several bottles of high-quality wine, and he has never been to the tavern since."

"So, at some point a week ago, Suwalt got a lot of wealth."

Ludovic did not speak, but quietly sorted out this information in his mind to transform it into a weapon for Leonardo to win the case.

"Now, we want to find Manlio, a young man who has been domestically abused by his brother for a long time, to confirm something."

"And Suwalt took a bottle of medicine as evidence." Annuo sneered, "The cork of the bottle has not been opened, who knows what is inside."

"Then, in this case, what happened is already very clear." Ludovic laughed, "Don't worry, Mr. Lawrence, I understand what to do."

The carriage was traveling very fast and had arrived near Suwalt's house.

The two got out of the car and found Suwalt's home.

Suwalt will not be at home at this time.

An Nuo didn't care whether there was anyone at home or not, and just forced the door open.

What hit me was the strong and disgusting smell of alcohol and sweat.

"Excuse me, Mr. Manlio should live here." Annuo said loudly, resisting the feeling of vomiting.

A head poked out from behind the door of the inner room.

"who are you."

"Hello, are you Mr. Manlio?" Annuo walked directly into the back room without any unnecessary nonsense.

What appeared in front of him was a thin boy.

Manlio Springer, that's the boy's name.

When Annuo walked into the back room, Manlio hid in the corner in fear.

"Please come out. We are not your brother's friends and will not hurt you." Anno understood why Manlio was afraid. According to the investigation by Verrocchio's friends, Suwalt abused him almost several days a week. Manrio would sometimes even bring friends he met in the tavern to fight Manrio together.

"I'm Manlio." The little boy huddled in the corner, "What can you do?"

Annuo walked into Manlio and observed him carefully.

The whole body was almost covered with bruises, bloodstains and scabbed wounds. There seemed to be some kind of moss on the skin, which was wrinkled. His eyes looked at An Nuo with fear and panic.

"Tsk, this scumbag..." Annuo spat.

Luke Vedot wrote and drew on paper, recording something.

Annuo originally just wanted to ask Manlio something and then leave.

But now it seems...

It can only be said that in this situation, if they were not hard-hearted, perhaps no one would ignore it.