Chapter 163 My Uncle Clayton(1/2)
Author: Hao Duanshengyun
This topic is very uncomfortable.
Clayton's eyes turned to Barbara, and he felt pity in his heart.
He and she are both in the same predicament at the moment, not wanting their families to know their true identities.
"I know my wife very well. Apart from cooking and cleaning, she doesn't know any other skills and doesn't know a word. How could she join your club? And bring back so much money?" The faster Perot spoke, the faster he spoke.
His skin turned red as the blood surged.
Barbara also looked at her husband in surprise. Apparently he had kept his suspicions quiet until someone who knew about this past appeared.
This was really planned for a long time, but although the old guy looked very angry, he didn't really blame anyone until he found out the truth.
Clayton touched the beard on his chin:
"Do you know her current physical condition?"
"I'm afraid she has some incurable disease. Her body is getting colder and colder, and she can't eat much, so she wants to go out," Perrault said sadly.
"I'm sure she's in good health," Julius said. "I studied medicine, so you can rest assured that this change will be a good thing for her."
"I asked other doctors and they told you the same thing."
Julius interrupted him quite rudely: "Never mind the nonsense of those third-rate doctors, I am the real expert!"
He was too lazy to talk to the country people, and when he got angry at this moment, he actually had a somewhat overbearing aura.
However, this obviously failed to convince Perot, whose questioning eyes never changed.
So when the wizard lost his temper, he rolled his eyes and thought of another trick.
"You know, things are not going well in the city recently." He started to guide, and until Perot nodded, he continued: "So many men have to take part in some desperate tasks in order to support their families."
This means that gangster Clayton frowned, he had a bad feeling.
Julius raised his middle finger and tapped his chest: "Look, this friend and I have almost no income this year because of the sluggish business, our savings have been depleted, and we still owe a lot of debt, so we
All joined the 'club'."
The lieutenant wanted to cover Donna's ears, but she was on guard and raised her hands to protect her ears early on, watching Julius make up nonsense.
Perot noticed the hint, but instead of flinching, he asked even more angrily.
"What does this have to do with my wife?"
"Of course it does matter. Please allow me to continue. In fact, Ms. Barbara's existence can be said to be indispensable. Without her, we would have a headache." Julius shook his head regretfully.
He shook his head and said: "In the club that we are not dealing with, they have recruited many new female members, which makes it very difficult for us young men who have just joined the club."
"Although we have done many things out of necessity due to economic difficulties, we are still gentlemen. Attacking women and children makes us feel seriously ashamed. Bullying the weak is against the dignity of men, but"
Julius changed the topic: "If a woman beats a woman, then this crime has nothing to do with us."
"So you hired my wife to beat women for you?"
Perrault took over the topic of wizards. He straightened out the information. He was no longer angry at this moment, but he was thankful that he looked at the two city men as if they were miners digging with gold chisels.
Clayton wanted to refute this statement, but after thinking about it carefully, he found that there was nothing wrong with what Perot said, and Julius's nonsense led to a correct result.
"I will not let her do such dangerous things again, and you should not come to her." Perot warned them.
From the beginning, Barbara rubbed her hands uneasily behind his back. It wasn't until her husband said this that she made up her mind to speak.
"Sorry, Perot, but I'll go back."
Her husband turned around in surprise: "Why?!"
The female vampire took a deep breath, but couldn't say anything.
Her literary literacy began to hold her back.
"Ms. Barbara has the soul of a true adventurer, and she is destined to do something great." Julius controlled his expression very well, so not only was it not regarded as sarcasm, but he also received a grateful look from Barbara.
.
With these beautiful words, she wiped out the grudge of that kick.
"My return this time is actually just a vacation. I have truly joined the 'club'. Mr. Jonrad is very optimistic about me. He promised that as long as I learn to read, I can get a position in the security department with a salary of five pounds a month and provide food.
” she said.
Clayton sighed at Barbara's choice, but there was nothing surprising. The power of vampires was very suitable for use in the city, and even Elder Des Jonrad would not let go of such a fighting force easily.
Perrault was obviously reluctant to let her do something dangerous, but Clayton was not going to let their filial parent procrastinate any longer, so he forcefully intervened in the conversation.
"Do you remember where you saw this gun?"
He handed over the broken gun. Perot frowned and pushed it back.
"I don't need to look any further. It's the gun I ordered from someone in the city. The son of Padre Luis, Sevan, needed such a gun for self-defense, so he asked me to order this gun." Perrault's tone was cold, because
He was eager to teach his wife how to behave and did not want to be disturbed.
"So where is Sevan now?"
"I didn't see him at Louis' place, but he was friends with the jeweler's son. Maybe he lived in that bastard's house."
This unusual attitude aroused Clayton's curiosity.
"You have a bad impression of Lawrence?"
The old man looked at his wife with worry in his eyes, and his appearance became even more irritable: "I told him that the earrings I wanted must be pure gold, but he still mixed silver in them! That beast thought I was in the city.
After living here for so long, he has become an outsider that he can fool easily!"
Clayton was startled, realizing that Perot might not be ignorant of his wife's changes.
He raised his eyebrows slightly and said tentatively: "I am very grateful for your help. I happen to have some raw blood here, maybe you will need it."
Barbara's eyes were full of longing, but she didn't speak.
Perot narrowed his eyes and looked at them again before accepting the gift.
After the couple left, Donna suddenly spoke.
"Didn't you say that the bucket of blood was stained by charcoal? Why did you give it to them again?"
She issued a moral condemnation.
Facing his niece's questioning look, Clayton once again painfully confessed that he must be an honest and good person after today.
He sighed: "Sorry, that was originally a gift for someone else, but I didn't want to make you sad, so I lied."
"But you don't seem to know they are coming."
"I originally planned to give it to Pei Lun to pay for the rent." Clayton reluctantly found another reason.
Donna curled her lips and didn't ask any more questions.
After the quick meal, before the lieutenant had time to explain today's itinerary to his companions, another unexpected person came to the door.
The only doctor in the town of Gevaux came to the hotel, and he came to Clayton to get his things back.
"I heard you picked up some fishing rods by the river?" the doctor asked sheepishly. He had a sideburn similar to Clayton's, but it was shorter, and he also wore a wooden frame on his face.
The eyes look more gentle.
"I usually put the rods and baskets next to the wetland and maintain them once a month, but since the beast appeared, the elders advised us not to go to the river at night. I failed to maintain the fishing rods last month. I was afraid
It was broken or washed away by the river, so I wanted to get it yesterday, but not only could I not find it, I also injured my hand." He showed Clayton his hand, which was tightly bandaged, to confirm that he
What is said is not true.
"Mr. Moreno said you picked something up by the river, so I thought maybe it might be at your place."
Clayton quickly went upstairs and took down both fishing rods.
The doctor took out his own one, pointed to the other one and said, "This one belongs to Mr. Chude. He also lives in this hotel. You should be able to find it in the third to last room at the end of the stairs."
he."
This is a bit surprising. Clayton thought that Chud Osmar never went out.
Julius expressed his doubts more directly.
"We've seen him, but he also goes fishing?"
The doctor laughed: "Ha, it's more than that. He is a good fisherman, but it's a pity that he doesn't have this ambition."
Clayton narrowed his eyes and suddenly thought of something.
"Have you ever picked up a conch by the river? Just like this." He took out the conch from his pocket and showed it to the doctor. The sounding conch still had a fresh smell of water on it. It came to
The days in the town may not be that far away.
The doctor thought for a longer time than normal people, but he came to a very simple conclusion: "This is probably the first time I have seen this conch. What happened to it?"
Clayton mumbled and mumbled.
Julius's eyes were fixed on the doctor's hands, and he still had questions: "Then how did you hurt yourself?"
"I can't remember. Maybe I got scratched by some dead branch when I was pushing back the bushes." The doctor shook his hand. It was obvious that he had no memory of this and didn't care.
To be continued...