Calamity Crown

"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 also 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 record, 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.

After 10 minutes, 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?

There is also the official person in charge of "special affairs" who was in charge of "special affairs" with Swart before, and should not disappear silently.

It was an accident!

That's why Morey appeared here!

And the surprise is...

'The Fog Killer'!

A gleam flashed in Goethe's eyes.

As for not responding in time?

Probably not enough manpower?

Morey should be tracking down the 'Mist in the Fog' and has no 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!

That 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 opponent 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 that made him so easy to kill?"

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.

of course!

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'!

Chapter 15 Garden Club

Will Morey be 'The Fog Killer'?

When this question came to mind, Goethe thought about the possibility.

As long as the information gap is cleverly used, it is not impossible for Goethe to achieve this.

And the way people like Swart behave, it makes things easier.

So Goethe has to be careful.

After all, he was going to meet the other party at night.

He didn't want the 'night of answers' to turn into a 'night of death'.

"I'm going to make a telegram."

After thinking about it for a while, Swart immediately got up and left.

The sheriff did not explain more, obviously, this should be kept secret.

Or the other party is pretending to be mysterious, hoping to gain more initiative in future cooperation.

Goethe didn't care about that.

He just needs a definite answer.

If Morey is really 'Mist in the Mist', it's not too bad a thing.

At least, the other party was exposed.

In Luster for so many days, appearing in the police station is enough to leave quite a few clues for the truly official transcendent to track down the other party, and he can take advantage of the situation to get out of the matter.

If not, then meet with the other party according to the original plan, know more things, and then think about the next step.

Yes or no, it is good for him.

So Goethe waited patiently.

An hour later, Swart returned with two blankets and two sleeping bags.

Seeing this scene, Goethe immediately knew the answer.

Morey has no problem.

Swart couldn't be so 'relaxed' if Morey had a problem.

In fact, the same is true.

"Master Morey is fine."

As soon as he entered the office, Swart said directly.

Then the sheriff handed Goethe a blanket and a sleeping bag in a fawning manner.

"Although it's okay to sleep on the table, I prefer to lie flat."

"Wool blankets keep moisture out of the ground."

"The sleeping bag will give you the illusion of lying on the bed."

After finishing speaking, the sheriff straightly spread out the blanket, and while getting into the sleeping bag, he continued: "Of course, it's just an illusion, it won't really be a bed, but it's better than lying in a 'coffin with a copper horn' good."

"I don't know how those bastards came up with the idea of ​​renting out a warehouse, placing rows of coffin-shaped beds, and renting them out to homeless people for a copper horn."

"If someone dies, just cover the body and collect the body."

"Of course, it's better than those people with half-copper horns who can only let their upper body hang from the rope to sleep. I saw before that just after dawn and everyone was snoring loudly, the management staff cut the rope. The person in the middle just fell to the ground, that feeling... tsk."

Speaking of this, the sheriff shook his head.

"But it's also better than the people who spend a quarter of the copper horn. These people can only sit on the floor or lean on the corner, and they are not even allowed to lie down. Moreover, there will be constant inspections."

"However, those who can't even enter such a 'shelter' are truly miserable. Winter in Lust is colder than imagined..."

As he spoke, the sheriff's voice gradually became quieter.

Snoring begins.

Goethe glanced at the other party, spread out the blanket, and got into the sleeping bag, but he didn't pull the sleeping bag up, but left it open.

The weather in June is not cold.

That's enough.

Goethe was half leaning and half lying down, and the two revolvers did not leave his body.

Even, let yourself sleep in a position closer to the inside.

He didn't know whether the danger would come, so he could only prevent it in advance.

Just like Swart.

Why did the other party choose to sleep with him in the police office?

Naturally, he also sensed the danger.