The sound of the door closing echoed in Qin Ran's ears, and the lights projected from the ceiling seemed to sway under the huge impact.

mechanical.

Thick.

Qin Ran easily saw the closing of the door under the control of precision machinery and the gears hidden in the walls and underground.

"It's more defensive than you think, right?"

Sitting on the only bed in the room, Webster waved to Qin Ran, and the shackles on his wrists shaking, making a clattering sound.

"Um."

Qin Ran nodded without denying it.

Everything here was indeed beyond his expectations.

Just like Webster in front of you.

The other party is even more special than he speculated.

Qin Ran's eyes swept across the welded metal bed, and his eyes finally stopped on Webster's old face. Compared to the anger and sadness on the other person's face when they met last time, the relaxation and smile at this time seemed much more natural, and the other person was far more cooperative than he had imagined.

"Thank you for coming to see me."

"At this time, I'm afraid you'll be the only one who can come to see me."

"I originally wanted both of us to work together to track down the murderer who killed my son."

"However……"

"I discovered something."

"So, I did it in advance."

Without Qin Ran asking, Webster started talking on his own. While speaking, the other party waved his wrist hard, as if he was revisiting the scene where Hardy Lin was stabbed to death.

“Very happy!”

"More refreshing than I imagined!"

The other party added.

"What did you find out?"

Qin Ran asked with great interest.

"It's very interesting."

"But it doesn't matter anymore. I have to take revenge, and I have no regrets."

"In the days to come, I will quietly wait for death to come."

"besides……"

"Thank you for visiting."

Webster did not answer, but shrugged, and he lay down on the metal bed like this, and closed his eyes, as if he had lost interest in talking.

Qin Ran glanced at the other party, and without hesitation, turned around and pressed the telephone button on the wall.

"Open the door."

Qin Ran said this.

Just as Qin Ran finished speaking, Webster, who was lying on the bed, suddenly spoke again.

"If you have time, if you have time, go to the cemetery and give me a bouquet of flowers to Quaker."

"If there is no time, forget it."

Qin Ran did not agree or disagree.

When the door of the cell opened, he walked out without comment.

Will stood against the wall, and when Qin Ran walked out, the old consultant stood up straight.

"Although I know you can't listen to me, I still want to say that Webster's assassination of Hardy Lin, the Speaker of the House of Lords, is no longer a personal matter, but a matter of the entire Edels."

"I hope you don't keep interfering."

The old consultant said sincerely.

"You believe what he said?"

Qin Ran asked back.

"I believe the evidence before my eyes."

The old consultant emphasized.

"People are always willing to believe what they think."

After Qin Ran said lightly, he no longer had the interest to speak. He strides towards the elevator when he came.

Qin Ran left the police station without any obstacles.

He didn't walk far away. After seeing a flower shop, he walked straight over.

The tea flower bed is carved on a long wooden board with four characters. The board is hung by a 7-shaped black metal bracket, which just protrudes to the side of the road, so that those who walk here can see it.

jingle!

Qin Ran pushed the door open and entered, the doorbell on the door was crisp and pleasant.

“Welcome.”

“What do you need?”

The waiter warmly greeted her. A girl with an ordinary appearance but a sweet voice was wearing a black casual dress, wearing an apron, her hair was coiled up high, holding scissors and cut flowers in her hand.

"White flowers."

Qin Ran said concisely.

"Chrysanthemum, lily and calla lily, which one do you need?"

The waiter pointed to the flower stand.

"It's okay."

Qin Ran replied.

The waiter obviously rarely encounters guests like Qin Ran. He looked at Qin Ran strangely, and combined the three flowers he just mentioned according to his own ideas and handed them to Qin Ran.

“It’s 35 in total.”

Qin Ran silently took out the right money and handed it to the other party, then turned around and left.

“Thank you for patronizing.”

The waiter said, staring at Qin Ran's disappearing back.

When it was confirmed that Qin Ran had disappeared, the smile on the waiter's face disappeared instantly. She quickly walked towards the store. At the same time, the apron on her body was quickly untied and put it back on the real flower shop waiter who was unconscious in the corridor.

The other party will wake up in a while.

After waking up, I only think that I fell and fell into a coma.

When people don’t have an answer, they always find the right answer for themselves, and everything is so natural.

Even if it is an illusion.

Just like she thought this mission could be completed as smoothly as before.

...

The cemetery is located on the side of the central park in Edels, quiet but not remote.

Naturally, all those who can enter this cemetery are either rich or noble, and ordinary people do not even have the qualifications to ask about the price here.

Of course, there is no qualification to enter.

Qin Ran, holding the flowers, avoided the guards and entered the cemetery from one side. With the sunshine and trees, the shadows of the tombstones were crisscrossed.

He was looking for the Quaker Webster tombstone.

This was not a difficult thing for Qin Ran, especially when there was an obvious 'signature' like Mill standing next to Quike Webster's tombstone.

"I've said that my identity and my ability can solve a lot of troubles you don't want to touch, including but not limited to knowing your conversation with Webster, and getting here."

Mier wrapped around his chest, not minding that the graceful curve was squeezed out a depression, making it look even more thrilling.

Qin Ran did not answer, as if he could not see the consultant girl, and placed the bouquet in his hand in front of the tombstone.

The tombstone contains a photo of Quak Webster.

A young man who still has a sunny smile even in black and white colors.

But anyone who sees this photo will feel a pity.

Because, this is a cemetery.

It is the place where the dead rest.
To be continued...