Calamity Crown

Facing Oston who was inquiring enthusiastically, Goethe showed a kind smile.

What he needs is the attitude of the other party.

Goethe had speculations about where Gert came from.

And Auston who has been hiding by the side?

Goethe guessed something too.

Both of them should be from the "Western Federal Government", and they should be the kind of people in high positions—otherwise, Kurno wouldn't be begging for Gert over the phone.

However, the two are clearly opposites.

Auston has a strong killing intent towards Gert.

And when Gert died, he also thought it was Auston who shot.

Goethe didn't know what conflict had happened between the two sides, and he didn't want to know.

He only knew that by borrowing the power of the other party's representative, he could better accomplish his goals.

Collect 【Bloody Honor】!

That's right!

It is to collect [Bloody Honor]!

This was his original purpose of returning to the 'Folk Custom' secret realm.

It was also the reason why he still jumped into the trap when he noticed the trap.

Otherwise, according to Goethe's character, he would never be so 'passive'.

Of course, the person in front of him was Oston, he could be said to have met him once, and he was considered a normal person. If it was replaced by that pervert, Gert, no matter how much the other party gave him, he would definitely not be able to cooperate.

because……

too disgusting!

That kind of guy should have his ashes thrown away.

"Yes, I'm looking for everything related to 'Prophet George' and his descendants."

Goethe nodded.

Faced with Goethe's kind smile, Auston's heart trembled.

The other party who finally heard Goethe's answer said immediately.

"I think we can work together!"

"As you expected, I have a certain right to speak in the 'Western Federal Government' and can help you find what you want, and you just need to maintain your normal posture before."

"normal?"

Goethe asked with great interest.

"Well, normal."

"It is to ask you to maintain the life you have always had, go to school, take exams, and study folklore."

"Of course, we will give you corresponding subsidies in terms of living. A family trust foundation will appear in your name tomorrow, and a certain amount of money will be deposited into your account every month. At the same time, you also You will get more convenience, you will have the title of "Honorary Director of the Western Federal Bureau of Abnormal Affairs", you can exercise the rights equivalent to the director, but you don't need to pay any obligations - join in the things you are interested in, not only It is the 'Western Federal Bureau of Unusual Affairs', and the 'Western Federal Bureau of Investigation' will also serve you."

Austin said cautiously.

"not enough."

Goethe shook his head.

"What else do you need?"

Auston became more and more cautious.

"Secret technique!"

Goethe stated his conditions.

After hearing this condition, Alston let out a sigh of relief.

Was he really afraid that Goethe would make a perverted request similar to that of Geert? When facing Geert, he could still refuse, but facing Goethe who could instantly kill Geert?

He didn't have the guts to refuse.

He is not afraid of death.

Rather, the fall of the Western Federation.

Auston knows all too well how scary it can be when a person has no boundaries.

And when a powerful person has no bottom line?

That's disaster!

Gert claims to be number one within the Western Federation.

Although exaggerated, the actual strength should be able to rank among the top ten—otherwise, those old fellows in the Upper House of the Western Federation would not allow the other party to act recklessly.

Geert is in the top ten, where is Goethe who can kill Geert in seconds?

top five?

Top three?

or...

First?

If such a person goes crazy, the entire Western Federation will be over.

Therefore, as long as Goethe remained calm and made excessive demands, Auston would agree.

What's more, Goethe's request is not too much.

"All the secret arts of the Western Federation will be open to you."

"As long as you need it, it will appear in front of you."

Auston made a promise without hesitation.

Goethe laughed again.

Why did he choose the 'folk custom' secret realm?

Not just for this moment.

He doesn't need to do it himself, everything he wants can appear in front of him, all he needs is to show his strength - this is the benefit of complete 'rules'.

What if it was in that secret realm like the 'doomsday wasteland'?

Even if he killed everyone, it is impossible to have the current harvest.

"Also... I need to know everything about 'Heisa'."

"No problem at all."

"In an hour, I will send everything about 'Heisa' to your 'Folk Research Institute'."

Oston's heart arose again when he heard "and", but when Goethe finished speaking, immediately, this aroused heart fell back into his stomach again.

Of course, things about 'Heisa' are extremely secretive.

But when Goethe became the "Honorary Director of the Western Federal Bureau of Abnormal Affairs", this was no secret.

In the subsequent detailed conversations, the two sides chatted more happily under the almost "no bottom line" promise of Auston.

When Goethe returned to the police station, everything was settled.

"Goethe, are you alright?"

Teacher Zhu Di ran over immediately after seeing Goethe.

Shirts can't stop that.

As it swayed up and down, the waves were so rough that Goethe couldn't help squinting his eyes.

It was too dazzling.

"I'm fine."

Goethe took a deep breath and replied.

"Very good."

"It's good to be fine."

Teacher Judy almost wept with joy.

For an ordinary person like Teacher Zhu Di, today's experience was too complicated and exciting. When sending the test papers, he suddenly heard that his student had a car accident. Then, when he came to the police station, he found that everything was The conspiracy followed by gunshots and explosions. If it wasn't for keeping the teacher's dignity in front of her students, she might have cried out a long time ago.

"Don't worry, it's over."

Seeing Teacher Zhu Di's appearance, Goethe couldn't help comforting him.

Teacher Judy is undoubtedly a good person.

Not only good-looking, good figure, but also very responsible.

Is a dedicated teacher.

Facing a'poor student' like him is also treated equally.

Therefore, Goethe does not mind returning more kindness to the other party.

"Well, then you must be on time for tomorrow's make-up exam."

"I won't take the wrong test paper this time."

Teacher Zhu Di nodded and told Goethe.

Goethe: ...

Sometimes, being too conscientious is not a very good thing.

For such an exciting event to you, you have to postpone it for at least two days!

Goethe couldn't help complaining.

"If you fail the make-up exam, I will try my best to give you make-up lessons and give you a second chance to take the make-up exam."

"However, you have to work hard, and you can't give up tomorrow's make-up exam just because you have a second chance to make it up."

When Teacher Zhu Di left, she couldn't help telling her again.

"Well, I will definitely pass."

Goethe replied confidently.

If he said it before, he still hesitated.

Now?

no need.

As the 'Honorary Director of the Western Federal Bureau of Abnormal Affairs', how could he fail the math re-examination?

Watching Teacher Zhu Di get in the car and leave.

Goethe turned and returned to the police station.

After an attack by Ann, the police station at this time became very messy, but very orderly—when those guys who were in league with Kurno were all found out, all the police officers saw hope.

Shousta is full of motivation and busy.

Old Jerry, whom Goethe had met once, quickly read and approved the documents.

but……

Goethe did not see Ann.

"Are you looking for Ann?"

Garifa stood there with his arms folded.

Even after squeezing his arms hard, he was still unremarkable, and he could see the tops of his feet at a glance.

"Um."

Goethe nodded.

"I know where she is."

"But before I tell you, can you answer me a question?"

Garifa just received a text message from her friend Ann.

It was a farewell text message.

Ann is leaving.

And asked her not to tell Goethe.

However, Jialifa couldn't help it, and still wanted to remind Goethe.

Of course, not a direct reminder.

So, she started acting from her own script.

As for why not directly inform?

Because Jialifa is not convinced!

She was very unwilling, obviously she came first.

Why face such a failure?

Moreover, now you have to do this kind of thing for the happiness of others?

It really upset her.

But she couldn't really say anything.

So, at this time, she can only stare at Goethe, trying not to miss any of Goethe's expressions—although she is a forensic doctor, she has also learned micro-expressions, and she has to use her own judgment to confirm whether Goethe is really suitable. install.

However, the more he did this, the more uncomfortable the female forensic doctor felt.

What was even more annoying was that Goethe actually laughed.

Goethe, who was standing in front of her, twitched his mouth and just smiled.

"why are you laughing?"

The female forensic doctor frowned.

"Do you remember who I am?"

Goethe asked.

"High school student."

The female forensic doctor blurted out.

"another one."

"Cheater."

The female forensic doctor gave the answer without thinking.

However, after the words came out, the female forensic doctor added with a little hesitation: "He is a fraudster who still has a bottom line, much better than those bastards who call themselves 'psychics' and 'psychics'."

"However, this does not mean that I will directly tell you about Ann's whereabouts."

At this time, the female forensic doctor was still stubborn.

"Not a 'psychic', nor a 'psychic'."

"It's 'folklorist.'"

Goethe emphasized.

Then he turned and left.

"you?"

The female forensic doctor was taken aback.

"Since I'm a 'folklorist', it's reasonable for me to use some 'folklore methods' to find Ann?"

Goethe walked forward quickly after saying such words.

When he was about to walk out of the gate of the police station, Goethe paused.

"Thanks."

A clear voice came into the ears of the female forensic doctor.

When the female forensic doctor looked up, Goethe had already disappeared.

The female forensic doctor stared in the direction of the police station door, with an unconcealable loneliness in her expression.

She was seen through.

I'm so upset!

However, perhaps such two people are the most suitable.

Although she didn't want to admit it, it was actually true.

She can guess some things that her friend is hiding, and it is precisely because of such things that she is full of interest in her friend.

And Goethe?

Also something is hidden.

And, even more mysterious.

Only mystery and mystery are suitable together, right?

A guy like her who can be seen through at a glance?

It is only worthy of staying in the morgue and the corpse.

After all, corpses don't lie.

"Garifa? Garifa?"

"Do me a favor."

"Send this to old Jerry."

Xiusta, who knew nothing about everything here, assigned a female forensic doctor, and the female forensic doctor who was already full of resentment immediately found a vent.

She walked up to Xiusta.

In Shusta's blank eyes, he stepped on Shusta's foot.

"ah!"

"You're crazy!"

Shusta screamed.

"It was you who provoked me first!"

After the female forensic doctor said this, she turned and left.

She's going back to her new studio.

She felt that the morgue and the dissecting table could make her feel more at ease.

The female forensic doctor left.

They left behind everyone who looked at each other in blank dismay, and Shusta who was completely clueless as to what had happened.

"Susta!"

cried old Jerry.

"What's wrong?"

For old Jerry, Xiusta maintained respect.

Not only because of the help old Jerry gave them, but also because the evidence about Kurno and others was able to be collected this time, and old Jerry contributed a lot.

If it weren't for old Jerry's false complicity, they wouldn't have gone so smoothly.

"Susta, you should have some reaction!"

said old Jerry.

"Um?"

Xiusta was stunned for a moment, and a daze appeared on his face again.

"How do you feel about Garifa?"

Old Jerry changed the question.

"He is very capable, calm and outstanding. He is a reliable partner who can provide me with effective advice every time. If possible, I hope that the police department can deepen the cooperation with the Kerry Forensic Office."

Xiusta said very seriously.

Facing the serious Husta, old Jerry couldn't help blinking.

"Are you single?"

A few seconds later, Old Jerry asked suddenly.

"Um."

Husta scratched his head.

"Then keep going."

"Sooner or later you will get used to it."

Old Jerry couldn't help complaining.

"I'm used to it!"

"There's nothing wrong with being single!"

"I'm happier in my current job!"

Xiusta replied with a smile.

Seeing Shusta's busy back again, old Jerry couldn't help sighing.

Not only old Jerry, but many people around looked at Xiusta with pity.

It's just that, in such pity, there is more or less a trace...

envious?

Indeterminate envy.

Or simply an illusion.

Shusta doesn't know this.

He's just busy.

He wants to seek justice for his former partner and teacher Root.

He hoped that Root's wife and daughter could live happily.

After all this is done, he will think about himself.

...

Ann stood by the side of the road, leaning on her motorcycle.

She put aside the phone she had been texting to Garifa.

She thought she should send Goethe a farewell text.

However, she didn't know what to say.

Or, after completing this mission, she didn't know what attitude to use to face Goethe—she was Goethe's partner and close friend when she was the policewoman Ann.

But now she is no longer the policewoman Ann.

She regained her identity as a 'ghost' once again.

After her friend "Ghost" was betrayed by a traitor, she chose to inherit the identity of "Ghost".

She chose to avenge her friend.

For this, she had to use some means.

Including joining the 'rebels'.

Now news has come from the 'rebel' base that their biggest mission goal has been completed, and they must evacuate immediately.

This message was sent 20 minutes ago.

According to habit, she had already left at this time.

But I don't know why.

This time she hesitated.

What is she missing.

But not so sure.

She picked up the phone again, clicked on the text message, and began to edit the text message.

Sorry, Goethe, I'm leaving, I...

no! no!

Goethe would not approve of this kind of leaving without a reason.

Goethe, I because of...

no! no!

If the organization is exposed, Goethe will be in trouble.

Edited, delete.

Edited again, deleted again.

After repeating the cycle more than a dozen times, Ann gave up.

She was going to leave without saying goodbye.

Anyway, I won't see it later.

Ann told herself so.

Then, my heart felt blocked.

I can't see you anymore.

I will never see Goethe again.

Thinking of these things, Ann felt pain and suffocation, and she was uncomfortable.

She felt her eyes were moist.

The last time her comrade 'ghost' died, she didn't even cry.

But at this time, she couldn't help it.

But you have to be patient.

I am a warrior.

Ann told herself like this, she held back the tears that were about to burst out again, she turned over and rode on the motorcycle, turned the key, and she was ready to leave.

But at this moment——

music!

Very rhythmic music sounded from behind.

An was taken aback, and instinctively turned around.

Yes, Goethe.

Goethe, who was wearing a white shirt and carrying a stereo, came just like that.

The buttons on the white shirt, as Goethe said, all fell off.

As soon as the wind blew, Goethe's burly body far beyond ordinary people's imagination was revealed.

"Goethe, you?"

"I still owe you a dance."

"I'm a man of my word."

As Goethe spoke, he writhed very rhythmically.

It was the Gatling dance that Ann was familiar with.

An's face was flushed, and she covered her eyes subconsciously, her fingers spread wide.

Then, looking around immediately to confirm that no one was here, Ann let go of her hands.

buzz buzz.

Mobile phone vibration.

It's the phone number from the leader of the 'resistance organization'.

Ann's expression changed.

She looked at Goethe, who was dancing hard, and answered the phone with a gritted teeth—she had a decision.

"Boss, I..."

"Ann, according to our contract, you have killed our greatest enemy, and now you are free - your pension has been deposited into a secret account, and now you can continue to live as 'Ann'."

"Also, this is our last call."

After speaking, the phone hung up.

Immediately afterwards, a transfer prompt appeared.

what happened?

An stared at the transfer prompt in a daze.

There is a transfer prompt to prove that everything is true.

She is truly free.

But why did such a good thing that she didn't even dare to think of happen suddenly?

An puzzled.

She subconsciously looked at Goethe.

Then, the face turned redder.

"Goethe, your trousers are open."

"It's not open."

"It's broken."

"If you don't believe me, take a closer look."

Just when Ann went to check Goethe's trouser chain carefully, Goethe's cell phone next to the speaker lit up.

Yes, a text from Auston.

It says--

Done.