Chapter 542 Matthew The Demon (Part Two)
Harper nodded. They couldn't leave the River City if they didn't find the murderer, because the killer might attack Alexander again after they left, and they couldn't stay here to guard him forever.
"Watch out!" Matthew shouted in warning abruptly, and extended out his arm to pull Harper to him by her waist. They both turned around to escape the sudden attack, and when they turned their eyes back, they saw that a row of darts had pierced the ground silently where they had just been standing.
"Attack!" Following that command, the assassins closed in on them without saying another word. In a flash, they surrounded Fred with absolute ease. Their leader wore a blood-red robe and his face was covered by a mask of savage appearance. He looked very much like a devil from hell.
"Marquis Scarlet." Matthew uttered the name. Staring at the killers facing him with his fierce eyes, Matthew felt that he had seen through the enemy's disguise without a doubt. Moments ago, it was only his guess that
uckling baby."
"You mean you didn't do it yourself but you are involved in the matter, right?" Harper demanded, in a loud and clear voice.
At that moment, Marquis Scarlet finally turned to take a good look at the woman in front of him. He had always assumed that she was just a useless woman who followed Matthew like a shadow. But now it seemed to him that he was wrong.
"Why did you say that?" he asked her calmly. He had received instructions not to harm her, and therefore he was curious about what kind of person this woman was. At the same time, he also wanted to compete with Matthew.
"Matthew just asked whether you have killed Alban. Then, you said you wouldn't bother to kill a child yourself. That sounded as if you had others do the killing even though you didn't kill the child personally. It means the same thing to me: it was all your doing." With those words, Harper's face turned cold and her eyes became like daggers. "Spit it out, then. Why did you draw us to this city?"