In the early morning, Ma Wei returned home. He had completed the identity exchange with Gawain and obtained Russell Benjamin's private information.
Russell Benjamin, 37, is the owner of Benjamin Construction Company, and this construction company is a typical family business. Other members of the Benjamin family, such as Gao Wen's uncle and two uncles, are the main managers of the company.
Benjamin Architecture Company is headquartered in Edinburgh, just north of London. There is an interesting phenomenon in the Kingdom of Windsor - the core social circle of the southern aristocracy looks down on the northern aristocracy and thinks that all areas except London are rural.
The southern region of the East Island, where London is located, discriminates against the north, while the north and the southern region where London is located uniformly discriminate against the West Island. The aristocracy is not united and the regional divisions are extremely serious.
Northern companies are not allowed to do business in the South without permission, otherwise they will be squeezed out. Gawain's father received death threats because he participated in the construction bidding of the London Railway and violated the 'rules' .
The real murderer has not yet been found. These issues are not something Mavey needs to worry about. He is just borrowing the identity of Russell Benjamin to investigate the cause of his father's death. Gawain will be responsible for it himself.
Russell Benjamin has an apartment in London, located at No. 403 St. James Street in downtown Westminster. Due to the nature of his work, Gawain rarely comes to London, and the apartment has been vacant. Mavey has already obtained the key, but If you want to live in it, you must carry out a comprehensive cleaning.
In London, there are almost no acquaintances of Russell Benjamin and traces of his life. Mavey can show off his talents without worrying about exposing his secrets.
Mavey also solved Tiffany's new identity. Instead of seeking help from the fourth prince, he asked Tiffany to leave the Kingdom of Windsor first, disguised as a Frederick, and then return to London to join Mavey and others.
Such an important position as accounting director must be filled by one of his own. Nicholas von Manstein traveled all over the country and met a few acquaintances who knew how to calculate accounts. It was normal. Even if he investigated, he could not find any flaws.
After getting the identity of Russell Benjamin, he had to start preparing to join the Nightingale Club. Ma Wei took out the business cards collected at the wine tasting party and compared them with the aristocratic information Dino provided him. Three gentry.
The first candidate is Sander Haynes, an old knight in the London social circle. He runs the clothing trade and has several garment factories under his name. On the surface, he is gentle and has his own family. A gentleman cannot be more of a gentleman, but secretly he has Some shady and dirty hobbies.
In terms of mate selection, Sander Haynes is different from ordinary people. He prefers girls under 15 years old rather than more mature women. He is the main member of an underground club, which specializes in pimping for wealthy people. , although their aim is to maintain strict confidentiality for customers and never disclose customers' private information, Dino still learned the information of many members through certain channels.
The second candidate is Herbert Asquith, a Knight of the Garter personally conferred by King Rhodes IV. He has a private estate near London and invites several nobles to visit him every week. Why... ..Because he is the president of the underground club where that old bastard Sander Haynes lives.
Dino had provided him with high-concentration cocaine for a long time, and the two parties were in a cooperative relationship. At a party, Herbert Asquith, who had injected drugs, accidentally leaked the information of several clients, mainly because these clients were too They were so weird, and their tastes were so different from ordinary people's that even Herbert Asquith looked for opportunities to complain about them.
The third candidate is named David Gladstone. He is not an aristocrat and works in the Children's Department of Gayin Hospital. He is a relatively serious person and does not have much shady information. He was chosen because he provided valuable information to Herbert. Asquith makes extra money by providing information about children.
When he learned that there were three perverts among the people he was drinking, chatting and laughing with that night, Lao Wen's face turned as black as the bottom of a pot, and he felt indescribably disgusted.
"Brother, how do you plan to deal with them?" Lai Wen asked through gritted teeth.
"The day after tomorrow is Sunday. Mrs. Freya and I have an appointment to visit her horse farm in the countryside. There will be a horse racing meeting in the afternoon, and many nobles will be present..." Ma Wei looked at the mailing address attached to the bottom of the business card and said: " Tomorrow night....Edward, please go out with me."
"good."
"Dad, what about me?" Yunia blinked: "I want to go too!"
"You don't need to go, so as not to expose your identity. It's enough for Edward to follow me." Mawei rubbed her daughter's hair: "I'll teach them a lesson and I'll be back soon."...... .....................Saturday, 10 p.m., Hyde Park South, Bellemare Senior residential area.
In the hazy fog, a carriage stopped on the street. Sander Haynes got out of the carriage drunkenly. He drank too much tonight. Mr. Herbert sent him news that he had found a 12-year-old boy. The little blond girl was as beautiful as a porcelain doll, and the photos attached to the letter also made Sander Haynes so horny that she wished she could immediately put on her wings and fly to Mr. Herbert's country estate.
But Mr. Herbert also made it clear that it will take some time to make the little girl obey. After all, the little girl's father works in a government agency, which is more difficult to deal with. This week, don't think about it. For this reason, Sang De Haines had to use alcohol to numb himself to temporarily forget about the little girl.
Shaking his body, Sander Haynes returned to the bedroom on the second floor with the help of the maid, and found that his wife had fallen asleep and was lying motionless on the bed.
Sander Haynes took off his coat and was about to take a rest. Suddenly, the door to the study room next door, located on the side of the bedroom, creaked open.
In Sander Haynes' physical room, the moonlight cast a gray light through the fog on the street, illuminating the figure sitting behind the desk. The other person crossed his fingers and leaned on the back of the chair, his face shrouded in darkness.
And beside him, stood a tall and tall figure.
"You...you...who are you?!" Sander Haynes suddenly woke up, staggered back two steps, and glanced at the coat that fell to the ground. There...there was a spinning wheel. Wheel pistol.
"Sir Haines, please take a seat." The figure sitting behind the desk, with a magnetic voice, elegantly raised his hand, motioning for Sander Haines to sit on the chair in front of the desk.
Sander Haynes felt that he should escape immediately and find someone to help, but the other party obviously did not give him a chance to escape. Just as he was talking...Kacha.
The revolver was loaded and pointed at his body.
"I said, please sit down." After hesitating for a moment, Sander Haynes realized that he had no choice. The other party's tone was cold, as if he would pull the trigger if he paused for a moment.
Walking into the study tremblingly, Sander Haynes sat opposite the figure. After getting closer, he finally saw the other person's face clearly.
He had a black slicked-back head, but a lock of white hair at the tip of his forehead. This was obviously some kind of hereditary disease. Sander Haynes had no impression of such a conspicuous feature.
He was sure that he had never seen each other before today.
"You can call me Russell, or you can call me Benjamin." Mavey put the revolver gently on the table and said with a smile.
"You...what do you want to do? Money?"
"Do I look like a gangster who broke into a house?" Ma Wei shook his head with a smile: "I came here specifically to trouble you, Sir Haines."
"What's the matter?" Sander Haynes gradually gained courage.
"I want to become a member of the Nightingale Club. This requires letters of recommendation from three members, so..." Mawei pushed a pen and a piece of letter paper in front of Sander Haynes: "Write Bar."
"Ha...it turns out your target is not me." Sander Haynes sneered: "If I don't write, what can you do? Kill me? This is London! Kill me, and you can't even think about running away. !”
"How could I kill you?" Ma Wei leaned back and shrugged: "There are things more terrifying than death in this world, right?"
"...."
"Sade, Edoma, Lisha... these names, Sir Haynes, should be familiar to you." Sander Haynes's eyes suddenly shrank, breathing heavily, and looked at Ma Wei in disbelief. : "You...where did you know about them!"
"Don't be excited, Sir Haynes." Maweila opened the drawer and took out a dagger. Seeing the cold light flashing on the blade, he couldn't help but whistle: "You have really good taste." Holding the dagger , Ma Wei stood up and walked behind Sander Haynes, holding his shoulder with one hand, holding the dagger in the other hand against his thigh, bending down and saying: "I am not seeking justice now. White knight, I don’t want to care about your personal preferences, Sir, but I have a bad temper. I always like to take extreme measures for things I don’t like, such as..." The tip of the knife suddenly penetrated his clothes. , stabbed into the thigh of Sander Haynes.
Sander Haynes, who was in pain, was about to stand up when he was pushed down by Mavey. The dagger did not stop, and slowly inserted into Sander Haynes' thigh bit by bit at a steady speed. Among them, blood soaked his trousers. Sander Haynes's face was pale, his body was trembling, and he wanted to scream, but Ma Wei choked his neck.
"I still have many ways to make you feel pain. Please don't doubt it. The cruel methods I know can torture you for three days and three nights until you have a mental breakdown." Ma Wei let go of the handle of the knife, took out a handkerchief, and wiped his palm: "But my favorite trick is to ruin your reputation and become the target of everyone's desperation."
"As long as these nasty things you have done are exposed, I think you will immediately lose your current status and wealth and become worse than a stray dog. Maybe some big men will break into you one night. Let you feel the taste of blooming in your home... This kind of life will continue forever, day after day, year after year. Never think about suicide, because there will always be someone who will kill you before you succeed. , send you to the church for treatment."
"The realm of immortality is not only the magical magic of saving people and curing diseases, but also the cruelest devil's punishment in the world, right?"
"You...what do you want?" Sander Haynes almost collapsed emotionally, and fear filled his body.
The man sitting behind the desk is a devil in human skin!
"As long as you write a letter of recommendation for me and keep my affairs confidential from others, I will not expose what you did." Mawe said.
"real?"
"Of course it's true. I am the most honest person. If you don't believe it, I swear it." Ma Wei grinned, raised three fingers and said: "I, Russell Benjamin, swear to the three goddesses of fate, this is okay. ?"
