Chapter 37 Mental Trauma

"Galeed, is Miss Marietta mentally healthy?"

Clayton finally couldn't help but ask. This question had been bothering him for two days.

Ever since he taught the girl a lesson, she would wander the alleys in that area every day, seemingly looking for him.

Clayton even suspected that she quit her job just to have time for herself during the day.

This frequent interruption made him pay attention to the smell in the wind every time to avoid meeting her on the road.

Before the fight, he thought it was nothing, because he thought Mary would forget about him in a blink of an eye.

But after discovering that Mary could kill a stranger (referring to himself) who was only slightly suspicious without any basis, he had to stay away from this person.

Her spirit is too sensitive, like someone who has just come off the battlefield.

This allowed her to quickly detect Clayton's lies, and also made her confrontational methods particularly fierce.

Considering that Galeed was her partner, Clayton thought he might be able to persuade Mary.

Although there is a certain probability that Donna is a werewolf, and Clayton has never seen her with his own eyes, after some thought, he firmly believes that his niece is still an ordinary person so far.

This poor woman, her sorrow has made her old.

The General Public Security Bureau is not completely under the control of the Presbyterian Church and has its own rules.

That woman may not know whose bloodline the werewolf inherited, but she will never blame herself for the problem.

It may not be any safer for Tritis and Donna to live there than here.

Sensing Clayton's disdainful tone, Galid sat up straight and his expression became serious:

"Then if one day, everyone is aware of our existence, who do you think is more adaptable to that kind of life, and who is more likely to survive? I'm not just using her."

Her actions prove that there are still people who uphold justice.

"You guy!"

"She is Viva," said the Sheriff.

It's not a good idea for a family of believers to encounter a werewolf.

Only Marietta,

Viva did not specify a specific time to meet in the evening. Clayton would wait for her until ten o'clock in the evening.

She has indeed been on the battlefield.

"I will think about it."

Clayton bared his teeth, but couldn't find anything to criticize.

Under the light of the candle on the table, every wrinkle became deeper, and she looked like the mother of the deceased.

Clayton still didn't give a definite answer.

"I thought it would be more convenient to find someone of the same kind."

"Plague, I told her that those strange-looking and aggressive newborns were actually infected with some kind of infectious disease from the colonies. Killing them would not expand the epidemic. She was very obedient and helped me kill people.

It seems that because it is related to her father’s last words, she has always felt that maintaining law and order is her responsibility.”

Besides, Tritis is a former nun, so Donna must have been a very devout Christian under her education.

And he still didn't trust the Presbyterian Church.

Because he should be suspected.

This belief made Clayton unable to accept it.

Maybe Clayton and her father still have feelings for each other.

He was ready to face the blame.

"If you don't mind, I'll leave first." He asked Clayton for his opinion. It was time for most people to eat, and no one wanted to sit here and waste time.

"Of course she is different from ordinary people. Do you think you can just find a guy who can't recognize a human face to be my partner?"

But around six o'clock, a skinny woman wearing trousers walked in accompanied by a strange police officer.

If the number of dark descendants continues to increase, it is not impossible, and the probability is not low, to return to the ancient situation where monsters and humans hated and attacked each other.

Mary, on the other hand, is the only sheriff who would spend her own money to find out the truth in order to determine whether he intended to kill someone.

But Clayton felt that he was shirking responsibility.

In any case, finding a pure human being to do this is risky enough.

He has been alone for too long and has little thought of relying on his family.

Galeed slightly exaggerated the seriousness of the matter. He hoped that Clayton would understand the importance of Mary's work under him.

He did ignore the fact that the Dark Moon was approaching.

This is Clayton’s experience.

His hometown of Batnu is a sparsely populated town with very inconvenient transportation, but the neighbors are harmonious and everyone can be self-sufficient.

Clayton had no problem with this, he just looked at Viva.

Galid, on the other hand, was willing to say anything to him.

The main purpose of his coming today was not to complain to Galid, but to atone for what he had done.

The very existence of morality and justice has been trampled upon by something even hollower.

Viva sat down, and there was a long silence.

"I don't live with them, and I don't want them to know that."

Clayton sensed something was wrong: "Fight? What did you tell her?"

Galid leaned back comfortably in his seat and asked him nonchalantly.

If you can believe any nonsense, Mary should trust Galeed quite a bit.

Even though the temperature dropped and she wore more clothes, she still looked very thin.

However, the werewolf's anxiety cannot infect Galeed. No matter what big things happen outside, the archives will always be quiet.

Bookshelves are lined up in rows, and safes are piled high in the corners. Only the administrators here know how to find them when they want to find specific files.

It would be bad if I persuade them to come over and they are harassed by the Presbyterian Church instead.

This is to prevent the negligent murderer from losing control of his emotions again and causing murder.

"Tell them that your family will accept your existence unconditionally. Even if you don't tell them, they will have to face it sooner or later. If possible, you should even bring them over and enjoy your last companionship. The lifespan of a shape-shifter is not long.

Longer than average.”

Clayton was speechless.

So if you want to see Viva, you can only make an appointment here, and someone must be present to watch.

The werewolf said solemnly: "This has nothing to do with me. You have to conceal your identity for the members of the Presbyterian Church. This is your duty. Don't say it's for me. You'd better not let her continue to deal with the dark descendants. If she really finds out

What will happen to our identities then?"

Clayton's mouth twitched, his heart beat rapidly, and he felt like he was suddenly awakened:

Clayton walked out of the archives room and went down to the waiting room on the first floor.

When he first reported the crime, the sheriffs unanimously believed his testimony and did not even go to his home to check.

Apparently, Mary had a father who was a cavalryman like him.

If she had been doing this kind of work for the past few months, Marietta's condition would be easier to explain.

While talking, he handed over his business card at the same time to signal the other party so that she would know where to go and whom to ask for money.

"Is this what you want to say?"

Galeed lowered the back of his chair and lay down on it. His relaxed expression was somewhat similar to Marietta's, and he didn't know who was imitating the other.

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"The process is not important, as long as the result is correct." Galid spread his hands and said a view that Clayton also agreed with: "We have maintained the superficial peace of Sasha City, this is success."

"Have you explained your current differences to your family?" Galid asked him. "It's better to take advantage of this kind of thing than not knowing anything. If you are forced to transform on a full moon night and be raped by your family because of a misunderstanding,

It's not fun to be shot."

Clayton didn't want her to be like this.

Clayton spoke first: "I'm sorry for killing your husband. If you are short of money in your life, I can provide some financial assistance. If you have a child, I will pay his tuition until he is no longer

study."

The werewolf was unwilling to use the most extreme method to deal with her. The training she received was exactly the same as him. Although she was young, the traces of long-term training were not fake. She must have been trained since childhood.

"Speaking of which, she was indeed troubled not long ago. But because she asked me to help investigate your matter, she agreed to continue doing this work. However, I helped you with this matter, so you don't have to worry about her continuing to find a private detective to investigate you.

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To be continued...