When he took the fork out of his mouth, he looked down along his thin lips and over the straight bridge of his nose. His gray eyes were always focused, but they seemed too focused.

Just like the history of evolution, in order to make people remember to eat what they should eat, the action of vomiting is always filled with joy, but the person who vomits it out is even happier. Screams and sobs can be heard around the dinner table.

Did the expected explosion sound come, but did Albert relax because of it? On the contrary, my face darkened, because I understood that the other party definitely wanted to blow up everyone outside, which proved that,

I'm afraid I want to do a smaller job.

After a while, two superiors pushed over a very small TV set. The screen was small, but thin enough. In that era, it was considered too early to be rejected.

But that means that we will let it go, friction is inevitable and will come. Everyone from all directions is thinking about how to survive in the cracks, whether they will be affected by the aftermath of the collision, or even gain some benefits from it.

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"Hehehe... Look at their scared looks. Those are not you. They are stupid pigs who chose their own path."

"So, of course they feel guilty... Friends, raise a glass! Keep celebrating as they have done in the past, raising you, slaughtering you, cutting up your meat, cooking and eating!"

But at that time, a series of high-pitched laughter came from the TV again, drawing everyone's attention back.

"You took off the pig head mask and blended in with them."

In my opinion, there are no clues in the meat itself that cannot be used, because as Schiller said, the heat of the meat is too high, and basically it is not possible to judge what details are there. Even if there are no clues, we cannot speculate backwards, but

In fact, there is no substantial evidence that can determine the answer.

Falcotto placed the knife and fork heavily and raised the wine glass. Just when I was about to say something, there was a "bang" and a white shadow hit the window.

"So, you often envy pigs."

Falcotto turned to his superior next to him and said: "Go get a TV that is small enough and can be turned on regularly. You can adjust the wrong channels and see what tricks I want to do."

A sound of vomiting came from one side of the dining table, and everyone looked in the direction of the sound. Tim covered his mouth, leaned sideways and retched. At that time, Xue Chunzhi also reacted, and I immediately turned my gaze.

Aimed at the ribs on the plate.

Now there are two murder cases, respectively corresponding to the Brusner family and the city government. Who is the most unlikely person to commit the crime?

Xue Chunzhi saw that Schiller was in a hurry to peel off the meat from the bones and cut it open, then put it out of his mouth, paused for a while, then stopped chewing, and ate without thinking.

Seeing that Schiller had no intention of doing anything for the time being, Albert Changkai turned his attention to the other people present. Half of them outside were unfamiliar faces, including police officers, government officials, white gang leaders, and famous people.

Businessmen and our sons and daughters.

So, Albert, who felt that his reasoning was stronger than others, asked:

"They all know that you actually like to eat pork, and the taste is exactly the same as what you will eat in the future, so if your piece is..."

The others turned their heads back again, and we saw that Schiller finally put the knife and fork on. Those who were anxious about the fact that pork might not be poisonous immediately turned their eyes to me and said:

"How can he be sure? The meat is slowly burnt..."

When some people vomited later, Daxin knocked over the plate. Before the meat fell to the ground, we pushed the chairs away and got on the table to pick it up. Not just to see, there were no traces under the ribs.

Proving that we are the lucky half.
Chapter completed!