Calamity Crown

Pooley is dead.

The body of the secret keeper who came to support was hung at the intersection of Songzi Street.

There was a big hole in the chest.

His eyes were wide open, and he could not rest in peace.

Surprise and disbelief remained on the face of the secret keeper who came to support.

Morey gently put the body down and examined it bit by bit.

Goethe stood beside Morey, silent.

When he was in his hometown, he also had a similar experience of seeing off his companions.

He knew very well that at this time, any kind of words were superfluous.

What is needed is an eye for an eye, an eye for an eye!

What I want is...

eye for eye!

Swart raised his hand to signal the surrounding patrols to back off, and martial law was imposed around him.

The sheriff frowned, with a look of anxiety on his face.

Last night, Mrs Burns was seriously injured.

At noon today, Puli died.

Both of them are existences that he needs to look up to.

Now it is one dead and one seriously injured.

"What happened to Lust?"

"It feels more and more dangerous."

"Do you really want to take a long vacation?"

The sheriff was thinking in his heart, but at this moment Morey signaled to Goethe.

"Goethe, look at the back of Puli's hand."

Goethe immediately bent down and began examining the back of Poole's hand.

The bluish-purple mark is very obvious.

Not corpse spots!

It's the imprint left behind during his lifetime!

Goethe took advantage of the opportunity to check other parts of Puli.

Except for the huge puncture wound on his chest, there are no more scars.

And, that wound...

Goethe frowned, stretched out his hand to make a gesture, and clenched his fist suddenly, only to see that the wound accommodated Goethe's fist very easily.

Almost at this moment, Goethe saw in Goethe's mind that after Puli met the murderer, he punched out, and the murderer also punched out without giving in.

As a result, Puli's punch came back in vain.

The murderer's fist pierced Puli.

"Fist can punch through people?!"

Swart, who was on the side, watched Goethe gesture, and immediately couldn't help but let out a soft breath.

"A lot of people can do that."

"However, being able to punch Puli's body with one punch..."

Morey narrowed his eyes.

As Puli's former partner, Morey was well aware of Puli's strength.

Puli, who has completed the "baptism", is not only powerful enough to knock down a galloping horse, but also has excellent defense. He is unscathed in the face of continuous shooting from the revolver at close range.

What's more, Puli's fighting skills are quite good.

Combining strength, defense, and skill, Puli has almost no shortcomings.

That's why he assured Puli to investigate.

"Who will it be?"

Morey thought.

In his knowledge, no one in Lust could do such a thing.

Even the 'Mist Killer' is no exception.

The strength of the opponent is strange, but the melee level is not as good as that of Puli.

Even, if the other party dared to fight Puli in close combat, the other party would definitely die.

Morey, who had fought against the 'Mist Killer' more than once, was very sure of this.

Leaving aside the 'Mist Killer' and the 'Church of Flesh' who had wiped out a 'predator team', Morey subconsciously thought of one person: the owner of the Pine Nut Hotel.

It seems that only the other party in Lust can do this.

Moreover, this is outside the Songzi block, and Puli also came to investigate the other party.

only……

"Isn't that too obvious?"

Morey thought, but did not hesitate.

"Goethe, return to Fevry 11."

"In the afternoon, you will tell Kyle to suspend the study of Tufu language, and we will talk about everything after Mrs. Burns recovers."

The official person in charge of Extraordinary said to Goethe.

Then, without giving Goethe a chance to speak, he ordered Swart.

"Sheriff Swart, please bring Puli's body back first, and at the same time, call to report everything that happened here."

"Okay, Mr. Morey."

Swart immediately agreed.

Morey squatted down again, raised his hand to close his friend's eyes, watched quietly, and recited in a very low voice——

"We listen to secrets, we keep secrets, we receive secrets."

"finally……"

"We, too, will become secrets."

"Be remembered."

After three times in a row, Morey stood up again.

"Don't worry, I won't go to die."

The official person in charge of Extraordinary in Lust said seriously to Goethe.

Goethe nodded.

Then, he watched Morey walking towards the Songzi block.

"Shall we follow?"

Swarte looked at Morey's back and asked hesitantly.

"unnecessary."

"Morey didn't go to die."

"If the murderer is that guy..."

"His goal has been achieved, and he will not make another move!"

Goethe replied very calmly.

"Has the purpose been achieved?"

The sheriff was a little puzzled.

Goethe didn't say much, just pointed to Puli's body.

The opponent has the ability to instantly kill Puli, even if it is by surprise, it is enough to prove the strength of the opponent, and the kill was completed in an instant!

Under such a premise, the other party had enough time to deal with Puli's body.

But how did the other party do it?

He hung Puli's body at the entrance of the block openly.

It is still the Songzi District, a place where the rich and noble live in this way.

The other party wished that everyone in Luster knew that Puli was dead.

Why do you do this?

Attract the Keeper's attention!

Almost instantly, Goethe thought of this answer.

In the next moment, Swart also widened his eyes.

The sheriff thought of that too.

"Why is this guy doing this?"

"It's no good to be targeted!"

Swart was rather puzzled.

"Of course there are benefits."

"It's just that we don't know yet!"

"Swart sent someone to keep an eye on the surroundings, and notify me immediately if there is any abnormality!"

Goethe concealed the news of the 'secret realm'.

Although he was only a trainee keeper, Goethe still abided by the rules of the keeper.

"I got it."

Swart sprang into action.

Goethe returned to Fevry 11 in a carriage.

He adjusted his state to the best, just in case.

Although he has already guessed that the "opponent's goal" has been achieved, who can guarantee that no accidents will happen?

Goethe was not blindly confident.

Safe journey back to Fevry 11.

Goethe frowned before getting out of the carriage.

He saw a familiar carriage at the gate of No. 11 Fevry.

yes……

Sheila's carriage!

The head of the garden club also saw Goethe, so he opened the door and got out of the car, came to Goethe's carriage, raised his hand and tapped lightly twice.

"Can I get in the car?"

Sheila gave a sweet smile.

"cannot!"

Goethe replied firmly.

"Don't you want to talk to me?"

Sheila blinked.

"In no mood!"

As Goethe said, he got out of the carriage and walked straight to No. 11 Fevry.

Looking at Goethe's back, Sheila was not in a hurry at all, she said in a slow voice——

"I know the secret of the 'Wayne House'!"