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The attitude of the stranger was so sincere and serious, and his eyes were as blazing as a raging fire.

That was the anger of hatred that Ms. Susan was most familiar with. She had witnessed the same flame in the eyes of every town resident, and even she would burn with such a flame at that time.

This empathy of similar experiences made her empathize with him involuntarily, which was an empathy that only people with deep blood feuds could understand each other...Susan was willing to believe the words of the young man in front of her involuntarily. Perhaps she herself could not explain the source of this trust, but she felt from the bottom of her heart that she could understand the other person's thoughts, as if she had touched the deepest and softest part of the other person's heart.

Such a common emotion made Susan's eyes wet unconsciously, and she began to tell all her deepest secrets without reservation.

"It was a winter night eighteen years ago, three days before Christmas."

"The weather was exceptionally cold that year, with heavy snow falling continuously. The whole town was almost buried by the gray snow. Humphrey, my husband Caroline's father whom I had never met, had to clear the snow in front of his door every morning to prevent the road from being buried."

"According to previous years, at this time of year close to Christmas, there would be no more out-of-town guests coming to this town to visit the Gowell Hotel on the cliff. At this time, the Gowell Hotel was still a magnificent building. Whenever the first golden morning sun shone on the whiter spire than the snow, the Gowell Hotel, which seemed to shine like gold, was the most beautiful memory of our townspeople's childhood."

"But on such a cold day that year, a group of outsiders crossed the mountain road that should have been buried by heavy snow and came to Ilkesmo. In the town of S, there were more than a dozen of them, men and women, old and young, all wearing the same uniform. I was pregnant with Caroline at that time and was at home taking care of the baby, so I had never really seen this group of outsiders. "

"But according to Humphrey, the leader of these people was a middle-aged leader who was obviously from a noble family. He was dressed in gorgeous and bright clothes made of fabrics we had never seen before. His words and deeds were full of unquestionable majesty. What impressed my husband the most was the pair of glasses on his nose - the glasses were just like gems in a storybook, and they looked particularly bright and gorgeous in such gloomy weather. The transparent lenses seemed to emit pure white light by themselves, rather than reflecting light sources from other places. "

"And..." Susan suddenly revealed a trace of fear when she recalled the words her husband relayed, and her tone began to tremble. I don't know if she was imitating her husband's expression at that time, or she couldn't help but recall those terrifying scenes.

"When the eyes behind the glasses looked at me, I felt as if a strong light shone through the other's light gray eyes, penetrating my skin, my flesh, and deep into my heart, as if... all my secrets were exposed nakedly under those gray eyes, without any concealment at all."

"After this group of strange guests arrived in the town, they went straight to the Gawwell Hotel on the cliff - just like other guests, all the outsiders who came here for the reputation came to the Gawwell Hotel, or more specifically, to the Mikali Mr. Michaelis came to visit the book collection of Mr. Michaelis, but in fact, none of us townspeople have ever come into contact with Mr. Michaelis's collection. It is said that those heavy and thick books are written in languages ​​other than English, and we can't read those languages ​​at all. "As for what happened to this group of strange tourists after they went to the cliff, it is unknown, and no one in the town knows the details. We only know that according to Mr. Faris's later retelling, these people seemed to have a dispute with Mr. Michaelis after visiting his library, and they also wanted to borrow the books that the Michaelis family had accumulated over the years. He said he was going to take it back to the capital to copy and collect it. "

"Mr. Michaelis would never agree to this unreasonable request, and these rejected outsiders began to hold a grudge and intended to rob it by force. They started to pry open the door of Mr. Michaelis's library when everyone was asleep late at night. After being discovered by Mr. Faris, they were still unrepentant and wanted to empty the library directly. "

"Faced with Mr. Faris's obstruction, they even used evil spells to attack, but they never expected that the Gowell Hotel was a place protected by the goddess of the sea, and those evil spells were all under the goddess's sacred Nothing can escape under the light." Susan was a little indignant and fanatical when she said this, as if the so-called goddess of the sea was deeply believed by the townspeople, "but then they saw that the evil magic was useless, and they actually took out muskets and bombs! The Gowell Hotel was bombed to pieces." "At that time, there were more than ten people in the Michaelis family, including hired workers, and they all took out guns to meet the enemy and fight to the end with this group of damn greedy foreigners!" "My husband Humphrey, after hearing the explosion on the cliff, followed Mr. Leeson and took up weapons to the hotel to help the Michaelis family-"

Susan began to choke and sob as she spoke. Watson handed over a clean handkerchief at the right time. She thanked her slightly and wiped her tears and continued: "But on the way up the mountain, everyone in the town encountered someone who was escaping with a collection of books. That group of outsiders cast strange and terrifying evil spells, causing everyone's mental confusion to hallucinate. They actually mistook their companions for enemies and started killing each other! "

"Not long after Humphrey left, the town began to hear successive explosions. I was so scared that I hid in the cellar, hiding in the potato pile, trembling while listening to the vibrations and sounds coming from the earth. It took a long time until the sound of the explosion calmed down before he walked out of the door cautiously."

"It was already light at this time, but the town was filled with wisps of black smoke. Some houses were still burning. The Cowell Hotel on the cliff was almost razed to the ground, and the golden spire disappeared forever."

"And there were dark red blood stains and broken corpses everywhere on the road. My husband, my parents, my neighbors, and many people I knew died tragically in the attack that night!!!"

Susan's crying reached its peak at this moment. Although she was sad, she still tried her best to suppress the pain in her heart. She covered her cheeks with her fat palms to prevent the sound of tears and crying from reaching upstairs and disturbing her daughter and daughter who were having an intimate conversation. Future son-in-law.

After waiting for a moment, Watson asked softly: "As far as you know, during the subsequent construction process of the Gowell Hotel, did the group of cultists continue to attack? And which townspeople helped Rebuild the hotel?”

Susan was immersed in grief at this moment, and she really knew everything. She quickly revealed the list and address of the people who were rebuilding the Cowell Hotel at that time.

At this point, the use value of this mother who was tortured by hatred has been squeezed out. Watson looked at the fat woman who was still sobbing uncontrollably and thought in his heart:

"Shall I also leave moth scales inside Susan so that she can exert her last remaining value in four days?"