Goethe was all too familiar with the smell of blood and corpses.
Even if the other party used something like air freshener to cover it up, it was still too pungent.
If you want to better mask the smell, you should bleed the corpse as soon as possible, remove the internal organs and brain tissue, and then refrigerate the corpse. This can effectively weaken the smell.
The remaining visceral tissue is best smoked.
Goethe never tried it, but two colleagues told him about it when he was in his hometown.
Although he didn’t know whether it was true or not, Goethe believed that there was a high probability that it was true.
At least, he is much more professional than the man in front of him.
"Get away!"
"This is private property!"
"Outsiders are not welcome!"
The other party yelled at Goethe loudly.
"outsider?"
"Are you the owner of this place?"
Goethe asked with a smile.
Although the other party walked out of the room, he was definitely not the owner of the house - the owner of the house would never enter the room wearing shoes stained with garden soil and leave a row of conspicuous footprints.
Especially when there are slippers at the door.
After hearing Goethe's words, the already vicious man in front of him immediately showed a fierce look in his eyes.
He pulled out the dagger from his waist and stabbed Goethe.
It's fast and quite accurate.
Not a single bit of hesitation.
Obviously a veteran.
Then, Goethe pinched his wrist.
Click!
The extraordinary [Hand-Hand Combat] + [Grab Mastery] allowed Goethe to easily remove the opponent's wrist.
Then, lift it up and kick it.
Bang!
Flirting your vaginal legs!
Both the chicken and the egg are broken.
The other person covered his crotch and collapsed to the ground, his eyes turning white.
Goethe lightly touched the opponent's neck again, and only stopped after confirming that the opponent was unconscious.
He didn't kill the opponent directly. After all, he was now a 'folklorist'. After encountering an attacker who was defending himself, he would naturally call the police.
However, before that, he picked up the dagger in the opponent's hand.
No response.
Um?
Goethe frowned, and immediately made a guess in his heart, and immediately walked towards the room.
The inside of the room, like what you see outside, is very old.
However, it should be pretty clean before.
And now?
It had already been turned into a mess by the attacker just now.
The valuable things had already been packed and placed on the ground.
Goethe examined the package and soon made a discovery.
It's a rusty dagger.
The blade of the sword was stained with rust, but the hilt was inlaid with an emerald.
When Goethe's finger touched the dagger, a prompt appeared——
[Gem-encrusted dagger: It was first forged as a gift to a lady. However, the lady didn't like it very much and sold it to a businessman after her birthday, including gifts from other men.
Together, they exchanged a considerable amount of money; after the craftsman who made the dagger knew about it, he found a merchant to redeem it, and then used the dagger to kill the lady, and the craftsman was also sentenced to death. In the end
, this dagger was used as the murder weapon and was handed over to the judge at the time for safekeeping.】
[Get Bloody Honor X1!]
…
Obviously, that lady is a descendant of the 'Mad King'.
But, the boat capsized.
Goethe had no comment on this.
He just continued to rummage through the bag.
There are no more [Bloody Honor] items.
To be on the safe side, Goethe also performed a divination.
After confirming that there was indeed no [Bloody Honor] item here, I called the police.
The police showed up soon after.
Shoesta and Ann.
Shosta, who had not slept all night, was not drowsy, but instead inspected the scene with energy.
An looked at Goethe with questioning eyes.
After confirming that Goethe was not injured, he looked at the unconscious attacker on the ground.
The other party's hands were cut behind his back and handcuffed.
An obviously noticed that the other party's wrist was removed, but he ignored it.
She is a police officer, not a doctor.
What she wants to do is arrest the criminal.
As for treatment?
Leave it to Garifa.
The forensic doctor in the bureau is also a doctor, has his own forensic studio, and has signed a long-term cooperation contract with the bureau.
"Is this a prisoner?"
"Tsk, he will never be a man again."
"An, you are too cruel!"
"Be careful, the director wants you to go to psychological therapy!"
Wearing a white coat, high heels, long wavy hair, and bright lipstick, Garifa didn't look like a forensic doctor at all, but he really was a forensic doctor. He just glanced at the attacker on the ground.
I couldn't help but look at An.
Although she had seen some prisoners injured by An before, this was the first time for them to be so seriously injured.
"Not me."
"It's Goethe."
An shook his head and looked at Goethe aside.
Immediately, Garifa became interested.
In fact, when Shosta posted the news that 'An is in love', everyone in the police station became curious about 'Goethe Winchester', and they all wanted to see if they could make 'ice cubes safe'.
'What does a tempted man look like?
Garifa is no exception.
The female forensic doctor even walked up to Goethe very boldly.
"Goethe Winchester?"
“That high school student who calls himself a ‘folklorist’?”
"Aren't you a scholar?"
Garifa asked.
"As a 'folklorist', it's normal for you to have learned some fighting skills, right?"
Goethe answered with a smile.
"That's not some fighting technique. Even the owners of some martial arts gyms can't do this kind of 'split the muscles and cross the bones' technique."
Garifa said with great certainty.
"Maybe it's luck?"
"Excuse me."
Goethe smiled, pointed at Siusta who was standing there, and walked over quickly.
He also felt trouble with this woman.
I don't want to get entangled with the other party.
"That guy is a wanted criminal. He has committed robbery and murder before."
"I don't know where I heard that the owner of the house here was an antique dealer before he went bankrupt, so he was ready to take another risk. He came in through the fence, stabbed the owner of the house to death, and threw the body.
basement."
"Goethe, how did you realize something was wrong here?"
Shosta asked curiously.
Goethe had already caught a glimpse of the reporter not far away from the corner of his eye. Faced with such a question, it was naturally impossible for him to say that everything was a coincidence.
After a slight pause, Goethe gave the answer he had prepared long ago.
"I heard the wail of the dead."
Um?
The wail of the dead?
Siusta obviously didn't expect such an answer and looked confused.
The reporters not far away who had already pricked up their ears excitedly clicked the shutter button and held up their cameras and microphones.
"Sir, did you just say you heard the wails of the dead?"
"Is this true?"
"Are you a psychic?"
No matter what era, the acumen of journalists has never changed.
They found big news.
Likewise, Goethe's ability to deal with reporters was as good as ever.
He needs their publicity.
"Yes."
"It's true."
"I'm not a psychic, I'm a folklorist."
After saying these words, Goethe stood up straight and looked as indifferent as possible.
Different from the approachable great writer Poirot Marple.
'Folklorist' Winchester should be more aloof.
This will make it appear more mysterious.
Only in this way can it be more attractive.
After all, his [main mission] needs the approval of others.
Media promotion is one of the best ways.
The incident at Green High School last night, even with today's reports, only gave him a 2% approval rating. The public's attention was obviously attracted by the attack and death of the city councilman.
today?
No more!
After confirming that his photos and images would appear in tomorrow's news, Goethe turned to look at Scheusta.
"Can I leave?"
"Still do I need to take notes?"
Goethe asked.
"Just make a simple note first. That guy is a wanted criminal."
"Don't worry, you are acting in self-defense."
The enthusiastic and kind male police officer comforted Goethe.
Obviously, the other party was worried about Goethe's psychological burden.
While Goethe was taking notes, Garifa, who was not far away, came to An's side.
"There's nothing attractive about him, doesn't he?"
"Just an ordinary high school student."
"It's pretty stinky."
"certainly!"
"I admit that his fighting skills are very strong!"
Garifa was obviously dissatisfied with Goethe's "escape" just now.
Not only was he good at medicine, but he was also good at psychology. Therefore, through the micro-expression just now, she could confirm that Goethe simply didn't want to pay attention to her and that's why he left.
"Um."
An nodded without any more words, but deep down in her heart, An understood that Goethe must have honed such skills in order to fight those monsters.
"What's um?"
"Don't you want to explain it?"
"You are in a relationship with him!"
Garifa looked at his friend and couldn't help complaining.
"Uh-huh?!"
An's tone began to change, and she turned to look at her friend.
"Is it really Shosta who is spreading rumors?"
"I just said, how is it possible?"
"You clearly promised me that you would be single with me."
Garifa handed the phone to An.
An glanced at the group message and returned it to her friend calmly.
revenge?
We are all adults, not children. Revenge or something...
Of course you have to do it hard!
Siusta, who was saying goodbye to Goethe, felt an inexplicable chill all over his body.
"The weather has changed?"
Shosta raised his head and looked at the sky that had darkened for some time, muttering in a low voice.
After Goethe completed the necessary procedures, he couldn't wait to return to the 'Folklore Institute' and clicked on [Steinbeck Breathing Technique].
Goethe, who was previously stuck due to the lack of [Bloody Honor], finally felt comfortable at this moment.
Lines of text began to appear in front of his eyes——
[Steinbeck Breathing Method (Basic): When the 'Witch's Knowledge' was made public by the 'Mad King', the ancestors of the Steinbeck family were the first people to come into contact with this 'knowledge'. Although his talent was not outstanding, it was
Diligent and adventurous, combined with the knowledge he learned, and through constant practice, he found a way to improve his talent, although the process was quite long and painful.】
[Effect: Heart +0.1]
(Note: This secret technique can improve the level)
…
Goethe looked at the words in front of him with joy.
The owner of the Pine Nut Hotel did not deceive him.
It can really improve your ‘talent’!
[Heart] increased again, and Goethe immediately felt the difference.
It was a rather mysterious feeling, just like sitting on the side of the road on a hot summer night, drinking skewers, and drinking a cold beer. I don't know why, but it just felt so good.
The more practical benefit is that the number of [crows] will double to 200.
And there is...
Divination!
Goethe clearly felt that the world in front of him was different from the 'anchor world', and his divination accuracy became extremely high.
"Is it because the mystery fades and the interference decreases?"
Goethe guessed.
He wasn't sure.
However, one thing is certain.
That means he can find [Bloody Honor] more easily.
Moreover, [Steinbeck Breathing Technique] is a secret technique that can be upgraded!
If he continues, his [heart] will become stronger and stronger, just like entering a virtuous cycle, and everything will become easier.
But the conditions for taking [Steinbeck Breathing Technique] to the next level surprised Goethe.
