Chapter 2

A roasted meat vendor that was sighted at the corner off the alleyway and was meeting Charles's gaze. He smiled at Charlie and welcomed him. Charles, who demonstrated to be an easy-going person, also revealed a smile before he asked. ''Hope you are doing well? "Yes master" the vendor retorted. "That's good. Serve me a ten dollar chicken breast please" Charles requested. The vendor nodded his head positively before he uttered "no problem, it will be ready soon". After saying that, he began to grill the chicken breast. Charles absently looked in the direction of the The Royal Hotel, waiting for something, Not long after, a whistling ambulance rushed from the far and drove to the front of the hotel, A few people in white coats rushed out of the ambulance, one carrying a first aid kit, and two others carrying a stretcher, and rushed in a fishtail towards the hotel. Charles exhaled, he had a habit of staying around for a while after every job was done, watching the movements so that he could prepare the appropriate countermeasures. From the current situation, Authur's death had not aroused anyone's suspicion, which was perfect! Aurthur had one wife at home and another one outside. The two women were known to be fire and water. Though both had a child and were bound to focus all their energy to fight for inheritance. Both wouldn't care about his death but rather fight for who gets the highest share of his properties. As for the cops, Charles had no problem with that since no one would willingly volunteer to track down that kind of case since there was no one to put pressure on them. His two women will be fighting for inheritance anyway and within a short period, the case will be closed. "Dude, do you want chili?" The vendor asked with a smile. "Add a small amount" Charles turned around, ten fingertips gently rubbed, the fingertips rubbed down a mass of white like mud. It was a special grease. After applying the grease, fingerprints are covered by the grease, no matter what you do, it won't leave fingerprints, and this grease is very dry, even if you shake hands with someone or do some touching, you won't let anyone notice the abnormality. Now the last crack is left behind the clothes, but Charles in the clothes sprinkled some special potion, even people who smell also have to sneeze a few times. The sense of smell of the police dog if you don't know the good and bad, a nose down must be howling up. Besides, only if the police confirm that the death of Authur is suspicious, the clothes he left behind will become a breakthrough, Charles left his clothes neatly folded in a small box, If the police do not intervene, then the security guards can only treat the clothes as a lost article to keep up, waiting for the guests to collect, and of course, Charles will never go back to claim the clothes. "Dude, it's done, you can taste it." The vendor handed over the grilled chicken breast. Charles took the roasted chicken and savored it in small bites, because he had to wait for a while, if the doctors at the emergency clinic thought that Authur had died suspiciously, then the cop's car was going to come, and if Authur was treated as a patient who had died violently due to a sudden cardiac arrest, according to the normal procedure, Authur's family members would be notified to rush to the scene to take care of the aftermath. Although from the current situation, the truth behind the Aurthur's violent death will probably be successfully covered up. Charles, as a very careful person, always waited for tangible results. After that, a tricycle and a minivan rushed straight towards the entrance of the alleyway where Charles was sitting out of the sensitivity of an assassin. Charles quietly retreated a few steps and quickly observed the situation inside the alleyway, so that he could react relatively well when the accident happened. "That's him!" A fat man with a bandaged head poked his head out of the tricycle and shouted. Charles had already seen the markings on the small train at this point, and it turned out to be the city manager's car, which had nothing to do with himself. The peddler who looked like a rabbit that was hit by an arrow generally jumped up high, turned around, and grabbed his cart before running towards Charles, blocking his way. The peddler in a hurry to reach Charles' side shouted, "Get out of my way!" Charles was a person who had undergone rigorous training, if that peddler had a knife in his hand or attacked Charles, Charles could quickly dodge it and knock him to the ground in the blink of an eye, but in the face of such a situation, Charles did not want to make things difficult for the poor peddler, so he took a step backward. That peddler suddenly stumbled on his feet, his right hand pushed on Charles's hand at once, and with this push, something unusually bizarre suddenly happened! Perhaps to save some money, the vendor used not disposable bamboo skewers, but a bicycle bar to thread his meats. The tip of the bar was sharpened, otherwise, it would take a lot of effort to thread the skewers. Charles was eating roasted chicken, and the vendor didn't make any aggressive movements,so Charles wasn't expecting shy harm to Happen but surprisingly, his left hand was pushed back, and the tip of the bar violently pierced into the eye of the throat. Charles let out a painful groan, Tears accumulated on his eyebrows, not because of pain, but because of an instinctive reaction. After a trauma to the mouth or throat, a person's tears would flow out involuntarily. The peddler froze, let out a wild scream, threw down the cart, and rushed toward the alley in three steps, seeing that he had injured someone, he was too frightened to care about anything else. The tricycle had no other choice than to stop. The minivan also halted a little slower, and the vendor's cart flew off the whole, strangely accurately, and smashed in the face of Charles, and Charles with both hands grabbed the bicycle bars, trying to endure the pain to pull out the bars. His eyes were full of tears and couldn't see anything, left with no other options than to groan in pain. When the cart overturned on the ground, Charles also fell softly on the ground. The mouth of the cart bar penetrated Charles's head, through the edge of his hair. The injury was fatal, making him lose consciousness.