Calamity Crown

boom!

The stumps and broken arms flew up.

This time, Goethe was sure that Farrow was dead beyond death.

He walked over, looking down at Farrow's dismembered body.

The opponent has extraordinary power!

Huo De's corpse 'resurrected from the dead' is the fault of the other party!

Goethe was quite sure of this.

After all, the other party is too conspicuous.

In fact, after the explosion, Goethe, who seemed to have boarded the carriage, was searching for abnormalities around him.

Although he didn't know what the power of Hodder's corpse resurrection was.

However, he knows a little bit.

Someone must have seen him carrying the explosives and chose to 'resurrect' Huo De's body immediately!

And there are not many places where he can be seen carrying the explosive box nearby.

One is, on the second floor of Dr. Hodder's house.

The second is the single-family building opposite Dr. Hodder's house.

Among them, Dr. Hodder's home has been bombed.

So, only the opposite house remained.

Therefore, after getting into the car again, Goethe focused most of his attention there.

However, he was not sure.

Because he only speculated according to common sense, but the other party has extraordinary power, and it is very likely to use extraordinary power to observe.

However, as almost all the people in the tree-lined upper block came out because of the explosion, only when there was no movement in this house, Goethe focused all his attention on this house.

Then, when Goethe saw that the door of this house was finally opened, but the person who walked out of it seemed to have no curiosity, but walked towards the outside of the block instead, he was sure that there was something wrong with him.

Finally, when the other party exclaimed, Goethe confirmed the other party.

Stepping over, Goethe began to examine the corpse.

After the explosion, naturally there is nothing of value left.

However, Goethe still looked closely.

Goethe has too much curiosity about 'Extraordinary'!

Why do they have powers that ordinary people don't have.

Where does such power come from?

Curiosity drives Goethe.

Therefore, when Swart rushed over, he saw Goethe squatting there, inspecting the broken limbs and arms inch by inch. The sergeant almost exclaimed with his concentration on the arm. abnormal'.

"Cough, cough cough."

The sheriff coughed a few times, interrupting Goethe's concentration.

Goethe raised his head and saw the sheriff pointing around.

The residents of the tree-lined upper block gathered around curiously again.

"Go back to the police station and study again."

"Um."

Facing the sheriff's proposal, Goethe did not refuse.

He lowered his top hat and returned to the carriage.

And Swart stood in place, and when the residents of the block on the tree-lined street came in front of him, the sheriff once again showed sadness and helplessness on his face, and he said slowly——

"This is another gas leak!"

"It's the same gas leak accident as in Dr. Hodder's house before!"

"I don't know if the remaining gas equipment in the block is safe, but I suggest that everyone leave temporarily and wait until the gas company staff checks before re-entering."

After finishing speaking, the sheriff looked at the corpse on the ground and couldn't help sighing.

"What?"

"A gas explosion again?"

"The staff of the gas company will definitely be perfunctory!"

"That's right."

"How could the directors of those companies care about us for their own benefit!"

As people above the middle class, the residents living in the tree-lined neighborhood really understand what the gas company will do.

Look at the corpses on the ground!

They don't want to end up like this.

And that scorched ground!

Who can guarantee that the gas will not still be leaking?

Many residents seemed to be frightened, and began to retreat two steps.

More residents turned their attention to Swart.

"Sheriff Swart, we need your help. You just killed a group of dangerous guys for us yesterday, so you will definitely not mind continuing to help us now."

They had read all the newspapers this morning.

Swarte in front of him is undoubtedly a trustworthy person.

"Yes, Sheriff."

"We need you to supervise!"

Facing the surrounding voices, Swarte was happy in his heart, but on the surface he was embarrassed.

"I still have a job..."

"Don't worry, we won't let you delay your work!"

"We will explain to the bureau chief that you have to work overtime because of us!"

The sheriff said, but before he finished speaking, he was interrupted by the people around him.

"All right."

"In this case, I will supervise the gas company to re-inspect and repair here."

Swart finally nodded.

Such a promise made the surrounding people cheer.

When Swart returned to the carriage and left, the surrounding residents waved goodbye kindly.

Sitting back in the seat, Swarte kept smiling on his face.

He was in a great mood.

It was a windfall.

If it is done properly, most of the money that I bought merit from Goethe before can be returned.

Moreover, it was able to gain the support of the residents of the tree-lined upper block.

Compared with those civilians who live in no fixed place, if he wants to go further, the support of the residents here is undoubtedly more important.

It kills two birds with one stone.

Thinking of this, Swart couldn't help humming a little tune.

Goethe, who closed his eyes and thought, couldn't help frowning.

Swart's minor key, it's hard to hear.

"Give me half."

As Goethe said, the little tune that Swart hummed came to an abrupt end.

"What?"

"What are you talking about, Goethe?"

"What is divided in half, I don't understand what you mean at all."

The sheriff began to play sloppy.

"The gas company, the oversight, the support of the tree-lined neighborhood."

Goethe said lightly what Swart cared about.

"But this is what I fought for myself!"

The sheriff quibbled.

"You can't fight without me."

After Goethe finished speaking, he closed his eyes again and ignored Swart.

The sheriff was also very wise and chose not to quibble.

Because, he was sure, if he continued to quibble, he would not be divided in half.

"Damn Goethe!"

"Why are you so sharp!"

The sheriff roared furiously from the bottom of his heart, and then he immediately made a decision that he must "scrape more oil and water" from the gas company to make up for his losses.

As for falling out with Goethe?

The sheriff didn't dare.

Having witnessed Goethe's cruelty and ruthlessness several times, the sheriff chose to live from his heart.

certainly!

More importantly, Goethe can bring him enough benefits.

Although every time it is dangerous.

And this made him understand even more that he must please Goethe, otherwise when the danger comes, who else can he rely on?

Therefore, back at the police station, when Goethe came back from examining Farrow's body in the morgue, Swart had already arranged lunch graciously.

"Beef stew, steamed potatoes, celery stew, molasses tower."

"I can assure you, this is the best lunch in the neighborhood."

As Swart spoke, he handed the knife and fork to Goethe.

The stewed beef is served in a pot. The beef is cut into cubes the size of a thumb, and stewed slowly over a low heat. There is still a hint of wine in it, which makes the meat more fragrant.

Steamed potatoes are whole washed potatoes steamed in a cage drawer, and a total of four are placed on a plate.

Stewed celery is boiled celery, exuding the unique taste of celery.

What concerned Goethe most was the molasses tower.

He hadn't eaten anything like this before.

It was about five muffins stacked on top of each other, with tawny molasses pouring down from the top.

The rich sweetness makes people's index finger move.

At this time, Swart had inserted a steaming potato with a fork and put it on his plate. While peeling the skin with a knife, he said: "The two guys you brought back have no criminal records, but they should be repeat offenders. Take special care of them for two days, and they will tell the truth, and I have already transferred the revolvers and daggers on their bodies."

After speaking, he put three gold tickets with a denomination of 1 in front of Goethe.

Goethe put the three golden tickets into his wallet, and picked up a steamed potato, but he didn't peel it, just crushed it on his plate, and then poured the stewed beef and soup on it.

The fluffy potatoes, after soaking up the gravy, turned from orange yellow to deep yellow. Digging a piece of mashed potatoes and beef into his mouth, it was soft but chewy. The unique thick feeling of beef made Goethe dig another spoonful.

Then, I ate two bites of crisp celery.

The molasses tower is one and a half with Swarte.

Ten minutes later, Goethe, who was full of food and drink, spoke again.

"What do you know about Morey?"

After the meal, he was drowsy, but Swart, who was leaning on the chair, immediately sat up straight.

"I don't know much about Mr. Morey. He came to Lust just a month ago to be in charge of connecting with us for 'special things', while the adult who was connecting with us before didn't do it three days ago. Appeared again."

"We don't dare to ask more about such things. Fortunately, Lord Morey is easier to get along with than imagined. It's just that the action is not as good as the previous adult, but it's not bad."

"So, it's normal that he didn't show up just now; it happened before, but Lord Morey will respond afterwards."

"By the way, the 'Black Sail Security Company' was only established after Mr. Morey came. Except for a young man, it is just an empty shell."

a month ago!

Hearing this timing, Goethe narrowed his eyes.

An accident happened in 'his house', also a month ago!

Is it a coincidence?

Or is there any connection?

And the official person in charge of the "special affairs" who was in charge of the "special affairs" with Swart should not disappear without a sound.

It was an accident!

That's why Morey appeared here!

And the surprise is...

'Mist in the Mist'!

A gleam flashed in Goethe's eyes.

As for not responding in time?

Probably not enough manpower?

Morey should be tracking down the 'Mist Killer', so he doesn't have more energy to take care of other things.

That's why the 'Black Sail Security Company' was established!

but……

The young man in the security company obviously couldn't handle it alone.

Thinking of the indifference shown by the other party this morning, Goethe naturally thought of the corpse in the morgue.

If it is the other party facing the corpse.

I'm afraid it will be easily killed, right?

Goethe was quite sure of this.

Even if the corpse was fragmented, he could still see some basic information.

Example: Muscular!

It is a level that people who have been exercising all year round cannot reach. Even professionals need extremely high talent and hard work to achieve it.

He was not sure about facing such a person with his bare hands.

Not to mention, the other party also possesses 'extraordinary power'!

As for the young man in the 'Black Sail Security Company' who also possesses similar 'extraordinary power'?

If anything, Swart should be more 'respectful' to each other instead of calling them casually.

Although the contact time is not long, Goethe already knows a thing or two about Swart's character.

Thinking back, Goethe thought of the corpse again.

The opponent has such muscles, it is impossible to dodge so slowly.

"Is it because I killed Dr. Huo De who came back from the dead, and the 'extraordinary power' affected me, so I made it so easy for him to be killed by me?"

Goethe guessed again.

However, Goethe was not sure about his guess this time.

Compared with the previous "reasonable" guess, Goethe did not have any confidence in his lack of understanding of "extraordinary".

However, he believed that Morey would give him an answer tonight.

Right at the Garden Club.

certainly!

Before that, there was one more thing that Goethe was quite concerned about.

"Do you know the contact information of other agencies or people responsible for 'special affairs' besides Murray?"

Faced with such a question, Swart was taken aback.

"You don't trust Lord Morey?"

"No, it's not that I don't believe it."

"Just want to avoid unnecessary danger."

Goethe replied with a smile.

Because, just now, a bold hypothesis suddenly appeared in his heart:

What if Morey is the 'mist killer'!