Shusta looked at the scene in front of him and exclaimed repeatedly in his heart.
Isn’t it? Isn’t it?
How could An be so kind to people?
Bringing someone breakfast?
He didn't count just now.
It was a routine matter between colleagues - if An An stayed overnight, he would bring coffee and breakfast when he came.
But the Goethe in front of me was different!
He's an outsider!
wrong……
Maybe I am the outsider!
Recalling the way Ann appeared and asked Goethe directly, it was obviously not just business. If it was business, how could he explain this breakfast?
Thinking of this, Shosta stood up.
"I left my lighter in the car. I'm going to smoke a cigarette."
As he spoke, the police officer walked out.
Before leaving the house, he did not forget to wink at Goethe.
He, Shosta, must have the beauty of an adult.
certainly!
He, Shosta, also did not forget to share the good news.
Ann is in love!
Shosta picked up the phone and started editing the text message.
then……
Mass mail!
The door of the 'Folklore Institute' was closed, and Goethe frowned and looked at the breakfast in front of him.
He wanted to refuse.
But, he really didn't eat breakfast.
At the same time, isn’t it bad to waste food?
Thinking like this, the pendulum of the key in Goethe's hand began to spin again.
'Is the breakfast in front of you poisonous?'
Circle in reverse.
Goethe decided in his mind, opened the brown paper bag and looked at the fully packaged sandwiches and coffee.
After smelling it and confirming that there was no peculiar smell, I tore open the package and ate it.
During the whole process, An didn't say a word or sit in a chair. She just stood opposite Goethe and looked at Goethe.
Or rather...
Observe Goethe.
'Very alert and diplomatic.'
'Should be exposed to harsh conditions for long periods of time.'
'really!'
'The opponent has been on the battlefield!'
Understanding appeared in An's eyes.
This battlefield does not refer to a conventional battlefield!
After all, Goethe has recorded that he has not left Star City in the 18 years since his birth.
At first, the policewoman thought she had made a mistake.
However, when the 'Blood Crow' appeared, the policewoman understood in her heart.
She understood why Goethe had a familiar aura on him!
Who said there is no battlefield in ‘Star City’?
The policewoman's eyes once again scanned everything in the 'Folklore Research Institute'.
Especially the notes on the table and the photos and clippings on the whiteboard.
Look at the monsters one by one.
They looked evil and charming.
Finally, his eyes turned to Goethe.
These monsters will not disappear on their own, they must be dealt with by Goethe and his adoptive father.
Moreover, it is still under the premise of not attracting attention.
How intense and dangerous is it, how is it different from what she does on the battlefield?
Even more dangerous!
'He and I are just the same person.'
'Always doing things that ordinary people don't know.'
'Did his adoptive father raise him?'
The policewoman was guessing in her heart when she saw Goethe take a sip of coffee and then stop drinking.
"Don't like coffee?"
An asked.
"It's too bitter, even with added sugar."
"Life is hard enough."
"I like it sweeter."
Goethe answered.
"knew."
Ann nodded.
What do you know?
Are you planning to bring me breakfast?
When did our relationship become so good?
Goethe was vomiting in his heart, but for the sake of the egg and ham sandwich in his hand, he didn't say anything else - you don't have to give face to anyone, but you have to give face to food.
Otherwise you will be hungry.
When Goethe finished his breakfast, Ann took away the breakfast bag and the remaining coffee.
"I will pay attention to your adoptive father's affairs."
Before leaving the house, the other party said this.
Then, without giving Goethe a chance to speak, he just left.
Goethe frowned.
He knew that the other party must have misunderstood somewhere!
But he had no idea where it was!
"Explain clearly next time!"
Goethe whispered to himself, put the money on the table into his wallet and went out.
Taxi hailing, game center.
“Welcome!”
When Goethe opened the door and entered, a mechanical and electronic sound sounded. When Goethe entered, a variety of electronic sounds were mixed together for a moment, accompanied by air-conditioning.
Rows of old-fashioned arcade machines appeared in front of Goethe.
Because it was early morning, there were not many people in the game center.
The bar is located in the middle of the entire game center.
There are several LCD screens hanging on it——
Morning: 8:00-11:59
Coin: 6 coins/yuan.
Noon:12:00-17:59
Coin: 5 pieces/yuan
Night:18:00-00:00
Coin: 4 pieces/yuan
(Selling starts at 1 yuan)
…
On the left side of the counter is the record exchange - there are prizes, photos and signatures of the record holders.
The maximum bonus is 1,000 yuan.
On the right side of the counter are some candies and chocolates, and the freezer next to it contains drinks, ice water and ice cream.
"I want a four-ball ice cream."
Goethe pointed to the luxurious topping in the ice cream.
Cream, vanilla, cantaloupe and strawberry flavors.
Take a lick, it's sweet and icy.
Especially the creamy taste made Goethe feel satisfied inexplicably.
My steps towards the second floor of the game center became brisk.
The second floor is no longer an arcade, but computers.
Goethe remembered a very old and bulky computer that could be called an antique.
But for Goethe, who came from the ‘Anchor World’ and experienced the previous ‘Secret Realm’, this was already another advancement in technology!
It is still big enough and has produced several qualitative improvements!
At least, it would be much easier for him to find someone else.
Of course, the computers in front of you are not cheap to use.
6 yuan/15 minutes!
That's right, it's 15 minutes.
It's not 1 hour.
Moreover, printing and Internet access require additional charges.
After booting up the computer awkwardly, Goethe began to dial up the Internet according to the sticky note posted in front of the computer.
Then, with a keen sense of smell, I checked the ‘study materials’ in my favorites.
Unknowingly, I renewed my subscription 4 times...
When the receptionist reminded him to renew his subscription for the fifth time, Goethe finally opened the webpage with a calm expression.
He entered the name 'Modeus' into a search box.
A few entries appeared.
But none of them fit.
"Um?"
"The search is not perfect?"
"Or did you use a pseudonym?"
Goethe guessed and entered the name 'George' again.
Then Goethe's eyes widened.
Thousands of terms appear on the web.
Goethe looked through them one by one, his face gradually becoming strange.
George, one of the greatest painters in the world, however, George is not only a painter, he is also a truly talented scientist, inventor, and construction engineer.
He is also very good at sculpture, music, invention, and architecture.
He is proficient in mathematics, physiology, physics, astronomy, geology and other subjects.
He was both versatile and diligent. During his career, he created thousands of mechanical drawings, researched and designed aircraft, labor tools and war equipment.
But what is most talked about about him is that he predicted the development of history.
He predicted the steam engine, alternating current, and airplanes.
It was also predicted...
war!
Because of this, he is called a 'prophet'.
In some places, he is also regarded as a 'sage' and a 'saint'.
Goethe looked at the painting titled "Smile" and was 100% sure that this 'George' was the 'Modeus' he was looking for!
If this is not enough to prove that the other party is 'Modeus', the other party also left several self-portraits in this world - exactly the same as the portraits on Jinke.
Of course, the ears were not cut off.
Very normal.
There are both sketches and oil paintings.
"Master Wenzhao."
"It's really walking someone else's path that leaves people with nowhere to go."
When it was discovered that the 'Mad King' plagiarized a sonnet in order to pursue a lady, Goethe gave him a fair evaluation.
However, this is not a bad thing for him.
This 'Mad King' seemed to have awakened his talent. According to the information he looked at, he had six wives and twenty-two lovers in this world - all with names.
There are probably more people without names.
And the other party’s descendants are countless.
Some are even extremely famous.
only……
In the following two world wars, most of these descendants were affected, and the remaining ones disappeared. Although there are still people who claim to be descendants of George, most of them cannot prove it.
call!
Goethe let out a sigh of relief.
“It’s good to have it!”
"Affected by the war..."
"better!"
Goethe thought silently, took out the key, and began to do divination.
After confirming some information, use divination to further confirm.
This was Goethe's earliest plan.
‘Is there [Bloody Honor] in Star City?’
Goethe asked, but the pendulum did not move at all.
Goethe frowned.
Immediately, he changed his question.
'Are there any bones of George's descendants in Star City?'
The pendulum began to rotate in the same direction.
'Did they die in an accident?'
The spirit cannot move.
'Were they killed by murder?'
The pendulum moves with the flow.
'Do the weapons that killed them still exist?'
The pendulum moves with the flow.
Goethe was overjoyed.
'Is the murder weapon that killed them in Star City?'
The pendulum moves with the flow.
Goethe began to get excited.
‘The weapon that killed them is in the east (south, west, north) of Star City?’
Goethe asked in turn, but the pendulum did not move at all.
Um?
Goethe was startled.
Then Goethe thought of something.
'The weapon that killed them already has an owner?'
The pendulum moves with the flow.
Goethe narrowed his eyes.
The weapon that killed the descendants of the ‘Mad King’ is still being used by people!
This point made Goethe develop many associations.
He thought for a moment and started divination again.
‘The owner of the weapon that killed George’s descendants is in the east (south, west, north) of Star City?’
Goethe's divination this time was just a tentative divination, and he was already prepared for failure.
However, to Goethe's expectation, the pendulum actually reacted when he tried to go to the 'north' side.
"I need to print out a map of Star City."
Goethe said to the reception.
Although curious, the receptionist complied.
Goethe has already paid, and even if he behaves strangely, they won't pay much attention to him.
After all, it's just a map.
It’s impossible to blow up Star City with just a map, right?
After taking the map, Goethe picked up the map and headed north of Star City.
Stop and go along the way.
When he came to a complete stop, Goethe looked at the houses in front of him with a strange expression.
This is a residential house located in the suburbs.
Although there is a garden, vegetables are grown in it.
Very ordinary suburban houses are far less valuable than urban apartments.
Moreover, it is still in disrepair.
The entire house has been broken into pieces.
Goethe stood in front of the door and looked at it, but the door of the house was pushed open. A man with a fierce face and a bulging waist came out and shouted at Goethe: "What are you looking at?"
As he said that, the other party walked towards Goethe.
And when the other party came closer, Goethe smelled the faint smell of blood and...
