Calamity Crown

"What is a 'folklorist'?"

"Today, Ya Li takes everyone to explore the life of 'folklorist' Goethe Winchester!"

In the cafeteria of the police station, a talk show was playing on the TV.

Ordered an old Jerry with sausage slices, mashed potatoes and cornflakes, and watched the show with great interest.

This is the fifth time he has watched a similar program in two days.

However, still not tired.

Because, in every show, Goethe Winchester will show 'power beyond ordinary people's cognition'.

For example, he can confirm who is speaking.

For example, he can tell the number of people in the room across the room.

besides……

It's divination!

Old Jerry loved this part the most.

Because, precisely because of this ability, everyone in the police station avoided many unnecessary casualties.

"I want sausage, mashed potatoes, no cornflakes, and a spoonful of lettuce."

Husta sat opposite Old Jerry with a dinner plate.

"How about it?"

"nailed it?"

Old Jerry looked at the junior with a smile.

"Well, the natural gas company has re-laid the pipeline and promised that there will be no more explosions due to natural gas leaks. However, Jialifa can only work in the bureau for the time being."

Xiusta scooped a spoonful of mashed potatoes and said while eating.

Then, the enthusiastic policeman saw a special interview about Goethe on TV.

"Goethe really became famous this time."

"I heard from Ann that his appointment has been scheduled for two months."

"The director wants to make Goethe a special adviser, I'm afraid..."

Xiusta didn't finish his sentence, but that appearance already explained everything.

"Our chief?"

"How long does it take for that guy to get caught?"

"I've been looking forward to it."

Old Jerry said in a low voice.

Such words immediately made Xiusta agree.

"This bastard, I had already grasped the tail of the Pentel Manor case, but he actually asked me to give up!"

"Damn guy!"

Shusta cursed under his breath.

Old Jerry frowned.

"You didn't refuse, did you?"

The oldest logistics supervisor in the police station immediately asked.

"I'm not stupid, of course I won't refuse!"

"Continue to investigate, also in private, secretly!"

Susta laughed.

Why does everyone like old Jerry?

Of course it was because old Jerry treated them like family.

It's like an elderly patriarch, although he occasionally nags, but he really does care for you sincerely.

"That's good! That's good!"

"If you need any equipment, just let me know!"

"I'll help you!"

Old Jerry let out a sigh of relief.

He was really afraid that Xiusta's impulsiveness would cause some trouble.

If life is threatened again, it will be something that Old Jerry absolutely does not want to see.

After all, over the years, he has seen too much.

"Ann got so much equipment from you before, you won't be in trouble?"

Susta asked.

"trouble?"

"Only in this way, those bastards will treat me as one of their own."

"Compared to them?"

"I'm really a drop in the bucket."

Old Jerry laughed.

But immediately, his brows were slightly frowned.

"Is Ann going to be okay?"

"She got a lot of ruthless guys from me."

Worry appeared on the old man's face again.

"Don't worry, Goethe is by An's side."

"With him here, there must be no problem!"

Xiusta pointed to Goethe who was doing an exclusive interview on TV, full of confidence.

...

Outside the police station, the restaurant.

Garifa sat across from Ann with an avocado salad and whole wheat bread.

Because, I can’t get used to the food in the police station—even though Old Jerry tried his best to make everyone eat well, but for Garyfa, who pursues health, the food in the police station is too greasy, and the protein and carbohydrates are too high.

So, she chooses the restaurant.

As for Ann?

It was dragged by her.

As a 'reward' for Ann to live in her house temporarily.

"stop looking!"

"This guy is a scumbag!"

"And you're a fool!"

"Nothing happened, so you let him live in the house?"

"Could it really be 'One word from me, let a woman spend 800,000 for me'?"

Garifa watched his friend staring at Goethe on the TV, and couldn't help complaining.

"Goethe is useful."

"Also, he paid for it."

Ann emphasized.

"Then did you accept it?"

Garifa asked back.

"No."

"Now he needs the money more than I do."

Ann shook her head.

Seeing his friend's appearance, Jialifa immediately covered his face.

"you are hopeless!"

The female forensic doctor muttered.

Then, he looked at Goethe in the TV very dissatisfied.

"What are you trying to do with him?"

"Handsome? That means better than ordinary people!"

"Excellent deception? Come on, you're a policeman!"

The female forensic doctor poked the salad on the plate vigorously, venting her dissatisfaction.

"He...can dance very well."

Ann lowered her head slightly, thinking of Goethe's dancing posture in the previous two nights, her face flushed immediately, and the indifference in her voice began to dissipate.

"Dance?"

"What kind of advantage is this?"

The female forensic doctor rolled her eyes.

An, on the other hand, smiled lightly, and looked at Goethe on the TV again.

The white shirt really goes well with Goethe.

Especially when dancing.

...

Ah Choo!

Goethe, who was making cumin seasoning, couldn't help itching the tip of his nose, immediately covered the seasoning jar, turned his head and sneezed.

After confirming that the seasoning was not contaminated, Goethe took the cumin, chili powder, salt and olive oil to the outdoor barbecue grill.

A lamb, cleaned and eviscerated, was already on the grill.

Pieces of charcoal were neatly placed in the brazier.

As soon as Goethe raised his hand, the fire flashed in his palm, and a ball of flame shot into the basin.

call!

The flames swelled, and the charcoal burned quickly.

Goethe began to grease the mutton.

In fact, roasting such a tender lamb is not the best choice.

Stew is!

Using a huge oven, hang the whole sheep into it, and use the residual temperature of the flame to cook it.

The meat is delicious and juicy.

It's a pity, let alone such a large oven.

The barbecue grill and brazier in his hand are all homemade by Goethe.

Although there was no optimal choice, it did not delay Goethe's joy in the slightest.

Eating is a pleasure!

Making food is also a kind of fun!

When eating and making food are combined, it's double the fun!

Goethe enjoyed such fun.

Even if an uninvited guest came to the door, Goethe ignored him.

The uninvited guest had deep nasolabial folds on his face, a black suit, clean leather shoes, and a businessman-like shrewdness all over his body, but also a little bit of an official's ability.

"Is Lord Winchester's adopted son so rude?"

The other party said in a cold voice.

As if he couldn't hear it, Goethe tore off a piece of roasted crispy mutton, dipped it in salt, and put it in his mouth.

Only the initial taste of meat and salt.

But very delicious.

Then Goethe tore off another piece of mutton.

This time cumin and chili were sprinkled on it.

Different from the directness of the original deliciousness, this is a kind of beauty of 'a match made in heaven'.

Immediately, Goethe whetted his appetite.

He picked up the whole lamb and began to feast on it.

Seeing this scene, the uninvited guest frowned.

"Arrogance!"

"Do you think you will be invincible if you kill Bobbit?"

"Even your adoptive father Winchester wasn't so arrogant!"

The uninvited guest snorted coldly.

Then, more people showed up.

At least a hundred people!

These people came from a distant street.

Each one is fully armed.

Their expressions were fierce, with murderous intent in their eyes, and the muzzles of their guns were all aimed at Goethe.

And Goethe?

Still eating roast lamb.

"Do you really think that with a little power, you can do whatever you want?"

"Goethe Winchester, your adoptive father didn't tell you, have times changed?"

The other party sneered again.

Moreover, this time, there was a strong contempt on the other party's face.

"Hand over the things, and I can guarantee your safety."

"Otherwise, you will be judged by the law."

Amid the threatening words, the elite of hundreds of people began to surround Goethe.

"law?"

"What a perfect fig leaf."

"Mr. Bolton, every time you borrow the name of the law, it is the time when I admire the most!"

A voice sounded, and a figure appeared on the roof behind Goethe.

It was a short young man with his hands in his trouser pockets, standing on the roof, looking at Goethe with a smile.

Not just this one.

On the roofs to the left and right of Goethe, two other figures appear together.

On the left is a thin middle-aged man with a snake that keeps spitting out letters wrapped around his arm.

On the right is a person whose whole body is wrapped in a cloak, whose face and gender cannot be seen clearly.

In the large encirclement of a hundred armed troops, a small encirclement appeared around Goethe.

"Jeffrey?"

"Are you going to break the rules you set?"

The congressman named Bolton looked at the three people who appeared, and immediately backed away, and only when he stood behind the heavily armed soldiers did the congressman speak again.

"Aren't the rules set to be broken?"

"Besides, we and Goethe did not violate the rules."

"Instead, ordinary people like you joined us and violated the rules!"

Shorter Jeffrey wagged his finger.

"My people, my guns, are the rules!"

Standing under the heavy guard of his subordinates, this congressman is full of confidence.

"Then why don't you try?"

The short young man was still talking with a smile, but his eyes were full of coldness.

The soldiers beside the congressman immediately raised their guns and took aim.

The two sides are on the verge of firing.

The atmosphere began to freeze.

Only the sound of swallowing food remained.

Goethe, who was ignored by these people, was still chewing and eating the roast lamb. When the last bit of meat was eaten, the text that only Goethe could read appeared in front of his eyes——

[Accreditation reaches 100%! 】

[The main task is completed! 】

[Punishment disappears! 】

[After 10 minutes, it will automatically return to the anchor world! 】

[The countdown begins! 】

...

Seeing the prompt in front of him, Goethe clapped his hands and stood up.

The timing was better than he expected.

It is worthwhile for him to spend all his savings to build momentum for himself.

In this way, he can give it a go!

Goethe glanced at the people around him and smiled.

"Just right!"

He said so.

The next moment, a group of crows contended.

Quack, quack!

Facing this scene, both the congressman and the three 'transcendents' looked disdainful.

They knew before they came that Goethe kept a flock of crows.

Naturally, there are countermeasures.

In particular, that MP Bolton.

A flock of crows, how can they resist, modern weapons!

"Shoot, shoot these crows down!"

The congressman shouted loudly.

However, the soldiers have not yet pulled the trigger.

All the elites brought by the congressman, including that congressman, were all stunned in place.

hold head high!

The roar of an ancient creature shocked their minds.

They all fell into a half-real hallucination.

The strong wind made them raise their heads in a daze.

Then……

They saw sights they will never forget in this lifetime.

That huge creature fell from the sky!

They began to tremble all over.

Their wills began to break.

thump!

The congressman fell directly to the ground, shouting in an unprecedentedly frightened voice——

"dragon!"