Dragon Lord Crane Smith novel Chapter 95

Crane's family of four is happy.

But Bernard was about to fall apart.

He had never imagined that his slip of the tongue would actually be caught.

"Director Moss, I, I!"

Bernard wanted to explain something, but was interrupted by Eduard.

"Take him away!"

He came out this time with a few plainclothesmen by his side, and with the heavy official authority, even a few of Bernard's bodyguards didn't dare to stop him.

Aston walked out slowly at this time, his face somewhat pale.

"Director Moss, you ......"

"And who are you?"

Eduard gave him a look.

He was naturally aware of his identity, yet he wouldn't even care.

"I am Aston Smith from Magic City."

Aston wanted to shock his opponent with this name, while Eduard made a move -

"Take him away too!"

Soon, Aston and Bernard were all taken away.

"Who the hell are you?"

A burst of embarrassment flickered in Aston's heart.

He had thought that he would be able to suppress Eduard Moss by his title, but he hadn't thought that Eduard was actually so bold.

"Damn!"

He didn't know how to react for a moment, and being locked up in an interrogation room was still something he never expected. It seemed to him that he was the only one who got people in, but now he not got caught.

"Sit down."

Seeing Aston's somewhat agitated and restless appearance, a staff of the Safety Department gave a stern shout, and Aston became furious at his words.

"Damn!"

"Do you know who I am?"

"I am a member of the Smith family in Magic City, if you offend me, you are offending the Smith family in Magic City, and the consequences of that are by no means something you can imagine!"

Aston couldn't stop threatening the staff.

At this time, Eduard walked in and gave a light laugh, "The Smith family in Magic City is very powerful? Well indeed it is very powerful."

Hearing these words, Aston instantly revealed a smile, but Eduard's next words caused his face to change abruptly.

"You guys are running a black market in our Stone City, huh, indeed, it is really powerful. Tell us, how many national treasures did you get and how much stolen goods did you sell?"

The crime that Eduard said was a big deal.

Black markets, which are found in many cities, are mostly not outlawed, but at best, actions such as curb controls are taken.

Artifacts can be sold, but national treasures are different.

In ancient times, many of the cultural relics sold are actually not considered national treasures, such as copper coins, although there is a collection value, but not enough to be called a national treasure.

The real national treasure, is the only one, can be called five thousand years of the treasure. The state has always been extremely strict control on this kind of thing, only museums around are qualified to collect, at most collectors, but once it is dumped trafficking, that is absolutely not allowed.

Once found out, it may well amount to the crime of treason!

That was why Aston's face had become so pale.

In the third day, Aston had finally seen a Smith family member.

"Mr. Aston."

The one who came was an old servant of the Smith family, and although he called him Mr. Aston, there was disdain in his eyes.

If it wasn't for his words to please Ma’am Smith, he wouldn't need to rescue such a waste.

"Orion."

Aston ran out. He did not look well for he had been spending the past few days in detention.

Orion gave him a cold look and waved his hand, "Go."

"What about Eduard?"

"He has no evidence and is scamming you."

Orion had long ago investigated the matter, and learned from the channels over in the provincial capital of Q State that Eduard had no evidence on his hands, and was entirely making things up.

"And luckily you didn't confess, or I wouldn't have been able to get you out."

Orion's words caused Aston to let out a sharp sigh of relief and be thankful.

But neither Orion nor Aston knew that it was Crane who was behind this matter.

Watching the two leave, Eduard dialed a phone call.

It's Crane.

"Mr. Smith, an old servant of the Smith family named Orion has come to get Crane out, should we close the net?"

"Orion? I thought it was someone else, but it turns out to be that awful old man who followed that woman to my Smith family."

Crane gave a light laugh across the phone, "No need, he isn't a big fish."