- You're going to blow up the island
Hearing this, William furrowed his brows, and said in a deep voice, "I have also thought about this. Perhaps Lang's original plan was to secretly adjudicate the murderer back then. If Lancaster and I were to turn this place into a battlefield, it would obstruct us ..."
Halfway through his words, William's gaze became completely gloomy, "That's not right."
If Lang had such a plan, he could have borrowed Lancaster's power. He did not need to plan it himself, and he also had to be afraid of the west.
He guessed that Lang's plan was related to his dead wife. On the surface, it seemed that he was going to kill himself while waiting for Flower to bloom, but that didn't make sense. There were some things that didn't make sense.
There must be something wrong here.
There must be something else that didn't match.
"Murderer?" Alice sat on his lap and said, "Lang said that he didn't find the culprit."
"What did you say?" William's eyes flashed with coldness, "How many more things do you have that you haven't told me?"
Didn't she tell him about this? Ah, right, when they were lying on the bed and recuperating from our injuries, she mentioned Lang, causing William's face to turn bad, and even his face turned bad.
Therefore, she didn't mention anything else when she carried it.
I didn't want to make him unhappy.
Alice thought for a moment and said, "Lang had personally said that his wife was killed in front of the channel. He had tortured her for two whole hours and there was more than one culprit.
Speaking till here, Alice felt that something was wrong. "William, you and Holy injured his daughter, and he wanted to kill you both; then, how could he possibly commit suicide without finding the culprit when he loves his wife so much?"
It doesn't make sense.
She thought it was all over, but questions lingered in their minds.
"That's the problem."
William said coldly. As he pondered, his fingertip drew past the thin lip, his gaze becoming deeper and deeper.
After a long while, he picked up his phone and dialed a number. Very quickly, the door was knocked three times respectfully, and Daniel walked in from outside as he bowed politely, "Young Master, you were looking for me?"
"Did you find out who killed Lang's wife?"
William asked coldly.
Hearing that, Daniel was startled,recalled his own investigation details and said, "After so many years, the murderer did not manage to find anything, but I did find something strange."
"Why didn't you say so earlier?"
William's face darkened.
"Aren't the Lang's family's matters all in the past? I thought there was no need to mention the past. " Daniel didn't understand why William would suddenly start worrying about Lang's wife's death.
Does this have anything to do with them searching for information?
"You are really getting more and more confused. Bring me everything you investigated!" William smashed his phone onto the table fiercely.
"Yes, young master."
Daniel immediately replied and turned to leave.
"Wait!"
William stopped him with a gloomy tone.
"Young Master?" Daniel stopped and frowned. Could it be that he was really old and had forgotten to tell his young master everything he found?
William stared at him coldly, "Make breakfast for Alice!"
"Yes, young master."
Daniel said. So it was for Alice;his tone was so serious that he thought he did something wrong.
"This is more important. Make breakfast first!" William said coldly, "Go down."
"Yes, young master."
Daniel walked over.
After breakfast, William stopped looking through the information in his storage ring and looked through the information on Lang's wife's death. The photos of the cases from back then were all kept.
These murderers were really too cruel.
The reason that Lang and Catherine had become like this was all thanks to these murderers, but who knew where they were in.
Thinking of all these, Alice's heart felt even worse.
She was not stupid, and as she looked, Alice also understood what Daniel meant by that strange thing. She stood at the side of the desk and looked at William's face.
She asked softly, "William, were they really responsible for the tragedy five years ago?"
Too terrifying.
What kind of sick person could come up with such a technique?
"That answer is no longer important." William stood up from his chair and looked at the tightly closed door with his black eyes. Why hasn't there been any news sent back yet?
The door was pushed open from the outside. Daniel walked in from the outside and reported, "Young Master, there's nothing abnormal on Wave Island."
"Impossible.Continue to check on me!" William said coldly; his eyes were filled with anxiousness; he extended his hand out to pull out the needle, and Alice looked at him, "William!"
Her tone became a bit heavy.
William looked at her, and then silently retracted his hand. He did not remove the fluid from his body, and stared at Daniel, "Bring Lang here!"
"Yes, young master." Daniel left again.
Alice looked at William, and asked puzzledly, "William, why did you suddenly become so anxious?"
Even if he found out the truth behind Lang's wife's death, with William's personality, he should not have cared at all.
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