Chapter 751


    "... After being questioned for so long, he only revealed the truth yesterday." Luke stood beside Harold


    and said in a low voice, "I''m ipetent."


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    "It has nothing to do with you." Harold''s face was particrly cold and indifferent on thete autumn


    day, like a thinyer of ice condensed from water vapor, sealing up the reality under it, making it difficult


    for others to pry into his emotions. "It''s not easy to get Leo to spill it."


    Luke stepped forward and opened the door. It was a garden vi, which was located in a remote ce.


    What attracted others the most was the peace they could get, but it also meant that it was inconvenient


    for people to go around. There were very few people.


    At this time, it was already evening. The setting sun was like blood, dyeing the sky in a dazzling color.


    The rusty iron gate made a "creak" sound, revealing the withered flowers and nts in the courtyard.


    The fallen leaves piled upyer byyer, showing the bleakness of autumn.


    There was nothing unusual about the empty vi. It was old, rotten, and showed its owner''s wealth.


    After all, although the ce was remote, the house price was not low. Many poor people who had


    bought it had to live there for a few days. Otherwise, they would appear very stupid to buy this ce at


    the beginning. However, no one had ever lived in this vi before.


    With a click, the chandelier was turned on. Luke pulled open a floor that looked no different from the


    surroundings, revealing a staircase leading to the dark basement. He went down first and turned on the


    light in the basement. Harold looked sideways and ordered, "Keep watch outside."


    The others answered in unison, "Yes."


    Harold walked down the stairs. The basement was veryrge, but it had not been renovated before. It


    was just a space surrounded by cement red bricks. The moisture and cold air from the ground rushed


    out from the cracks in the concrete wall and went straight into the cracks in people''s bones.


    In fact, there was nothing here. Only the person who was tied to the shelf and was injured was


    particrly conspicuous. Wisps of bloody smell came out, mixed with the wet and rotten smell of the


    earth, which was actually very unpleasant.


    Harold stood in front of Leo and said faintly, "I heard that you''re finally willing to reveal the truth, but


    you''re only willing to tell me about it?"


    Leo lifted his face which was covered in blood. It was probably because he hadn''t had a good rest


    during this period of time, and he was always in endless pain. His face was terribly pale, and he had


    already revealed a dead look. Especially his eyes, which were wide open, were full of fine blood, and


    his eyeballs were gray as if they didn''t have a focus. But the moment he saw Harold, a fierce light


    suddenly appeared.


    He took a deep breath and said in a hoarse voice, "Didn''t Valeri teach you that it''s not a good thing that


    you know too much sometimes?"


    As the match was ignited, there was a warm orange light in the basement. Harold lowered his eyes and


    lit a cigarette. Under Leo''s gaze, hepletely extinguished the faint light of the match and threw the


    match onto the ground, causing Leo''s pupils to shrink.


    Luke moved a clean wooden chair to Harold''s side.


    "Leo, are you going to reason with me?" Harold sat on the chair, with his right ankle on the left thigh,


    and his fingers holding the cigarette hanging on the armrest. He spat out a smoke ring, and his eyes


    showed his arrogance and wildness when he was young. "But you should still remember that I hate it


    when others talk about high-sounding truth with me. If what you want to say is these, it''s a pity that you


    are no longer useful to me."