Marvel Book of Magical Events

Salomon left the library, found a taxi in this small town, and headed to Angel Bay in the outskirts.

When getting on the bus, Salomon made up a set of lies and chatted with the driver. He just doesn't like socializing, and he will still lie when he should lie. According to the taxi driver, he has lived in this town since he was a child. The name of this town is very common, and there have never been any scarce mineral resources. There is almost no way out except fishing. The public high school grades in the town It's also very bad. Young people can't find a way out and can only go to big cities to ask for a living.

In general, this town is just a microcosm of countless ordinary farming and fishing towns in the United States.

But Salomon still used the method of leading the conversation to make the driver reveal more information unintentionally. He mentioned the Collins family intentionally or unintentionally. This aroused the interest of the dark-skinned mixed-race driver who had lived in the town "from a young age". According to him, the hostess of Port Angel was a heartthrob before she disappeared. She was a kind and beautiful woman. Met Angelique Bouchard once. He babbled in that unique accent, waving an arm while speaking, and would even dance if he didn't have to hold the steering wheel.

"Hey, brother, let me tell you, I saw her when I was a child. Damn, I have never seen such a beautiful woman. The protagonist of my spring dreams is still her. Don't tell my wife about this. You Are you questioning me? I tell you, once you see her, you won't ask that. I will never forget her in a red dress, and I tell you, you won't see that in any big city Beauty, even if you are in New York or Los Angeles, I guarantee that no woman can be more beautiful than her..."

With great difficulty, Salomon sorted out some information in the driver's rhythmic speech. The general meaning is that after Angelique Bouchard disappeared, Port Corinth of the Corinthian family once again occupied the dominance of the fishing industry in the town. No one knew where Angelique Bouchard went. The town Every aging man in the world will miss that woman who is as unpredictable as a dream.

"Haven't you heard where Angelique Bouchard disappeared?" Salomon asked casually, "I think the police will try their best to find such a taxpayer, right?"

"I don't know." The driver shrugged his shoulders. "It is said that the Butchard family came here suddenly, appeared suddenly, and disappeared suddenly. This is very reasonable."

"Yeah, it's very reasonable..." Salomon looked out of the car window worriedly. The vehicle slowly drove into Port Angel. Since Angelique Bouchard disappeared, the situation here has gone from bad to worse, and resources have been frequently occupied by Port Corinth. Fishermen refused to sell their catch to Port Angel. The former canning factory was dilapidated, and there were still decaying fishing boats and fishing nets in the safe haven. Only hungry seagulls would visit here. On the pile, try to pick up some rotten fish to eat.

Salomon felt that the fine net made of black silk threads extended from the Collins family, covering the entire town, just like the fine net used when fishing for sardines, and caught everything that could not pass through the mesh, such as the police, such as media. If Salomon hadn't found enough doubts and clues in the pile of old papers in the library, no one would have thought that the Corinthian family, which seemed to provide economic sources for the town, would have such deep darkness.

Since 1972, homicides have always occurred in small towns, but police investigations and media reports always fall by the wayside and close the cases hastily. At first, some people were interested in mentioning the horrors of those corpses, but later on, no one was interested in the victims whose throats were bitten.

Salomon paid a lot of money to hire the driver, and let him take him around the town all day until late at night. After they made an appointment to see each other the next day, Salomon opened the portal in an unoccupied corner and returned to the Karma Taj headquarters. It is not dark at Karma Taj now, but Salomon still fell asleep, Investigating and rummaging through those disorganized materials, and finding useful clues from them is too exhausting.

When he woke up, he began to prepare the things he needed to face vampires, such as silver, and some specific spell-casting materials. After Salomon hurriedly finished one of the three meals, he opened the portal again and returned to Corinth Port.

There, the driver was waiting for him.

"Colin Manor." Salomon's first words after sitting in the co-pilot, his face was cold, and he seemed to be mentally prepared. In fact, he planned to ask the witch for clues from Barnabas Collins, and if necessary, he would clean up the vampire by the way.

"They are cursed." Perhaps because Salomon spent a lot of money, the old driver didn't want Salomon to go to that gloomy place, even though the Collins family supported many people in the town , but they are still unpopular.

"It doesn't matter." Salomon murmured, "I just went to them for the curse."

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"Willie! Stop drinking! You bald drunkard without a hair! Clean up the hall! Do you hear me!" cried Caroline Stoddard, standing on the wide steps at the end of the living room, Even though it is daytime, the heavy black woolen curtains in the living room are still drawn tightly, only a few rays of light come in, and the rest of the living room is still immersed in shadows. Caroline is a girl with a graceful figure, slightly plump, and even time has not stayed on her body for long. In middle age, her figure is not out of shape at all, and she still has a very charming buttocks.

Not for nothing was she standing on the steps yelling, and her slightly autistic brother, David Collins, dropped food on the carpet again. Under her roar, David with black curly hair couldn't help shivering, and the curly hair on his forehead trembled.

"Calm down, Caroline." A silver-haired woman sitting on the sofa said after moving the chess piece a step. Although she is very old, she still thinks and moves quickly. She said, "Don't make David too nervous. Also, Willie is old, so please be considerate of his slow movement."

"You still don't want me to transform you into a vampire. I think you have experienced the consequences of aging, Elizabeth." Sitting on the opposite sofa is a pale man with short black hair and eighteen The classic clothing of British men in the 19th century. The black coat is inlaid with many gemstones of different colors. Both the cuffs and the hem are extremely gorgeous, and the neck is tied with a white lace bow tie. After thinking for a while, he moved the chess piece. He said, "We've rebuilt the Collins family, you see everything in this living room, after that fire, these exquisite sculptures and collections are all you get, and this."

He pointed to the crystal chandelier above his head, "I hope you can keep watching and witness the Corinthian family stepping into glory again."

"Aging is the joy of life. You can't understand it. I'm tired. I'll leave the rest to Caroline and David." Age did not affect Elizabeth's elegance. She said: "Ba Nabas, it's time for you to go."

"Willie! Willy! Where are you!" Caroline raised her voice when she saw that Willy was not in front of her.

Immediately after the sound of hurried footsteps came, the door of the hall suddenly opened.

Willie, who didn't have a single hair on his head, ran in panting, "Master... huh, huh, huh..."

"Relax, relax." Barnabas picked up a glass in his palm with sharp nails. He stood up, walked to Willy, and handed the glass to him. "Drink, Willie, and tell me, what happened?"

"Someone...here..." Willie drank the sparkling wine in one gulp, "Hi..."

"Is it the police? Or the newspaper?" Barnabas turned around and stopped paying attention to Willy. He looked at Elizabeth, "I promise I've solved it all."

"No, it's not the police, and it's not the newspaper!" Willie said with wide-eyed horror. "He looks like a... wizard!"

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