Calamity Crown

She was even taller, and even the floor-sweeping panniers couldn't hide her smooth ankles.

Even the messy hair made Morey look natural at the moment.

As for the vulgar makeup, it looks wild at this moment, like a female leopard lazily climbing a tree.

Beautiful but dangerous!

Makeup, beauty, and filters are weak, is there any!

If you want to look good, you have to see plastic surgery!

Goethe sighed in his heart.

Moreover, once again, a sentence is confirmed: whether the clothes and makeup look good or not depends on the face.

Just like Morey at this time, a face changed everything!

really beautiful!

Goethe couldn't help but praise how beautiful he was, but then he remembered Morey's appearance before, and the corners of his mouth twitched suddenly.

"Let's go!"

"It's our turn to appear!"

Morey's voice also became soft and light.

Moreover, he raised his arm.

However, at this moment, Goethe suddenly thought of something.

"According to that fortune teller, the 'Mist Killer' will definitely appear at the Garden Club tonight?"

he asked.

"Of course!"

Morey was sure.

Suddenly, Goethe's expression changed——

Swart!

He finally understood what the problem was!

Chapter No.17 Hunter and Prey!

Before that, Goethe couldn't figure out why that Ms. Shira would look for Swart.

It can't be coaxing or seeking asylum or something.

This is not the first time Swart has come to the Garden Club.

It was not the first time that the other party knew about Swarte.

If you want to meet, you have already arranged it.

What's more, based on the circle of people that the other party has come into contact with, as long as they reveal a little bit, some people are willing to show their hospitality, which is definitely more useful than Swart.

And what else does Swart have besides his own rights?

money?

Do not make jokes.

With the worth of that Ms. Shira, it is more than enough to shrink ten times and kill Swart Nine Streets in a second.

Therefore, Goethe couldn't figure it out at all before.

And now Goethe finally understood.

It wasn't that Ms. Sheila looking for Swart.

It's 'The Fog Killer' looking for Swart!

Why did the other party do this?

Naturally, it is to be able to 'remove' the helper around him as much as possible, even if the helper looks like a waste.

As for why not go to him directly?

Goethe looked at Morey in women's clothing, and couldn't help but took a deep breath.

The 'Mist Killer' is not an idiot. If he was an idiot, he would not have escaped the official hunt in the capital 'Bode', and killed the official extraordinary specialist in Lust.

Therefore, the opponent predicted with a high probability that Morey would use divination to locate his whereabouts.

Then, the opponent made a bold layout, waiting for Morey to jump in.

But...the other party is not sure who Morey is!

Even if the other party knows 'Superior' better than him!

Therefore, he was left behind!

He became the 'bait' to find Morey!

Just like Morey used him to fish out the 'Mist Killer'!

Between Morey and 'Mist in the Mist', the roles of hunter and prey are constantly changing.

And he?

'Bait' throughout.

Even, it can be called 'the bait in the bait'.

Goethe didn't mind this.

He just wants to be alive.

Thinking of this, Goethe stopped in his tracks.

"Morey, I think we should change the way we play!"

He said so.

……

Garden Club, in the lobby.

The whispering people once again paused briefly.

All eyes were attracted by the lady who appeared at the corner of the hall.

The bright lights in the hall were overshadowed by that delicate, beautiful face.

Especially those men. At this moment, the eyes of these men are firmly locked on the lady in the blue dress.

As for the ladies who were otherwise looking pretty good around?

It was good before, but with the appearance of this lady in the blue dress, they have become extremely ordinary, even ugly.

They looked at each other, and suddenly their eyes froze.

Who is that man holding this lady's hand?

Why is this lady so shy?

Also, why did they walk toward the door?

Then--

"Go to the Pine Nut Hotel."

Goethe's voice was clearly heard in the hall.

Songzi Hotel, the best and most expensive hotel in Luster, is located in the Songzi District where nobles and rich people live. The private bodyguards made it a restricted area for some people.

What do a man and a woman do when they go to the best and most expensive hotel in the city?

The answer is self-evident.

Suddenly, all the men felt lost.

And the ladies around are full of jealousy.

"It's just a short-term contract worker who came to work on the first day. What's the big deal?"

"Yeah, nothing special!"

"that is!"

The moment the words full of jealousy sounded, those ladies found that the men around them were getting more and more uncomfortable.

It was only then that the ladies realized what a fool they had done.

If it was normal, they would never do such a thing, but jealousy is odious and even more dizzying.

They regret it too late.

But, it's too late.

The lady in blue is destined to be the focus of tonight.

Wheels.

The wheels of the carriage rolled over the flat stone road, and quickly headed towards the Pine Nut Hotel.

Inside the carriage, Morey lit some incense first, and then quickly made a few gestures that were impossible for ordinary people to make, and then said softly, "You can talk now."

"Were you blocking the sound just now?"

Goethe asked curiously.

This is not a disguise, he is really curious about supernatural powers.

"It's not a simple isolation, it's a disguise."

"If someone wants to hear it, they can hear what they want to hear."

"And that's good for our plans going forward."

Morey explained, and then looked at Goethe with a rather appreciative look.

After Goethe told his conjecture in the most concise language just now, Morey immediately agreed to Goethe's plan.

As the official superintendent in Lust, he is more aware of the cunning of the 'mist killer' than Goethe.

"You are very smart, smarter than I imagined, and you react very quickly..."

"So, I hope our cooperation can go deeper."

As he spoke, Mo Lei stared at Goethe piercingly.

Goethe frowned.

It is not against in-depth cooperation.

But what Morey looked like now really made him feel awkward.

A girl who looks as beautiful as a flower is actually an old man in his 40s with gray temples. Sitting across from you and talking to you about the mood of in-depth communication, it is like eating canned herring as a last resort. I came for an after-meal fruit, but found that the after-meal fruit was like durian.

That taste...

I just saw a shit-stirring stick!

Goethe had to look away from Morey and began to adjust his thoughts.

"In-depth cooperation is fine, what can I get?"

"Can I learn these extraordinary powers?"

Goethe, who had adjusted quickly, asked directly.

It's not that he won't be devious, but Goethe thinks that in the current situation, it's better to be direct.

"can."

"The premise is that you have talent!"

"If you don't have talent, even if you learn...the effect is not as good as a revolver, unless you want to perform tricks on the street."

Morey also answered directly. After a pause, he continued: "In addition to learning extraordinary strength, you can also get a good weekly salary. Of course, you also need to work for it."