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Teacher Judy was stunned.
No!
Teacher Judy, who seemed to be the "crack girl", was stunned.
Looking at Goethe's current appearance, she felt extremely weird in her heart.
It seems like I saw one...
madman!
Especially when he saw the other person's mouth open, his tongue rolling around in his mouth, and his low laughter, but his eyes were extremely clear, Teacher Judy, who seemed to be the "Cleft Mouth Girl", confirmed it.
The other party is not just a lunatic!
Still a madman with reason!
At this time, Goethe kicked her in the body.
Bang!
Teacher Judy, who looked like a "crack girl", was kicked to pieces.
Straw is flying and falling all over the sky.
"scarecrow?"
Goethe frowned.
When he opened the door, he noticed something was wrong.
Teacher Judy in front of her has no heartbeat.
From the direction of the bathroom, the sound of heartbeat and breathing could be heard.
Teacher Judy is still alive, which is why he is in the mood to chat with her, hoping to elicit some useful information.
But unfortunately, the other party was very cautious, and everything revolved around what he recorded.
As for why the other party appears here?
Naturally, it was because he had just gone to the other party's lair.
The other party who is nearby will naturally want to visit his home.
The ‘slit girl’ who just disguised herself as Teacher Judy as a scarecrow should be the one who arranged the underground altar!
After all, apart from the other party, Goethe has never encountered anyone who has mastered "extraordinary power" in the "secret realm" in front of him.
"Is that the opponent's ability just now?"
Goethe guessed.
Immediately, he shook his head.
The ability to use the scarecrow as a puppet just now seemed very weird.
But the real power is not strong.
It should be the opponent's pretext to create suspicion when testing.
"The power of hiding the truth!"
"Then……"
"Give me a fatal blow?"
Goethe thought and walked to the bathroom.
Open the bathroom door...
White flowers.
Damn it!
The scarecrow’s clothes didn’t come with it!
After closing the bathroom door, Goethe walked to the window and shouted loudly to the policewoman who had not left in the distance——
"install!"
"I need a favor from you!"
The sound spread far away.
Everyone heard it.
An, who was washing her hair, immediately stood up straight, took the towel from Shosta's hand, turned around and walked towards the 'Folklore Research Institute'.
After An died, the mineral water bottle in Garifa's hand was almost crushed.
The forensic doctor glared at Goethe who was leaning out of the window.
Then, he raised a middle finger!
"This bastard must have done it on purpose!"
"When he left, he must have observed the hesitation in An's eyes, so he deliberately accelerated his pace to leave, and then, when An finally calmed down, he appeared again!"
"Scumbag!"
"Damn scumbag!"
"My Ann!"
The forensic doctor was so angry that he gritted his teeth.
"Goethe should not be such a person!"
"He's looking for An, and there might really be something wrong!"
Shosta on the side couldn't help but said.
"So, you have been single for twenty-six years!"
The forensic doctor curled his lips.
"When you, who have been single for twenty-seven years, say this, I always feel a little bit unhappy."
Siusta looked at Garifa very seriously, and ran away with a laugh before the other party threw the bottle over.
‘Folklore Institute’.
"How can I help you?"
An asked as soon as he entered the door.
"Take the clothes in and give them to my teacher."
Goethe pointed to the clothes on the ground with a look of helplessness on his face.
He was thinking about how to explain it.
"These straws?"
The rational Ann had her own judgment and didn't think too much. Instead, she cared more about the straws.
"That guy's test just now!"
Goethe said softly.
"Underground?"
A cold glint began to appear in An's eyes.
"Um."
Goethe nodded, then sat in the chair and waited.
When the policewoman woke up the female teacher and helped her get dressed, Goethe picked up his 'pendulum'.
'Is that guy still around?'
The hanging key didn't move.
'That guy will attack me again?'
The key still doesn't move.
Goethe then tried divination several times again, but with no results.
It was obvious that Goethe's divination was temporarily ineffective when facing someone with [extraordinary power].
Goethe had already anticipated this.
However, I'm still a little disappointed.
"Still not strong enough!"
"If [Heart] were stronger..."
"Maybe we can find clues."
Goethe thought and began to use the eyes of [Raven Spirit] to search around.
But it's still the same.
There is no suspicious person.
Obviously, the arrival of the police prevented the other party from coming back in person, and he should be controlling the 'scarecrow' from a distance.
Moreover, the ‘Scarecrow’ should have the ability to become invisible!
You must know that there are all his crows around, and it is impossible for the other party to sneak in quietly!
"Be able to disguise!"
"You can also become invisible!"
"And treat me with ill will!"
Goethe's eyes gradually became cold.
…
Star City, somewhere.
puff!
A man wearing a huge hoodie opened his mouth and spat out a mouthful of blood.
Hot blood sprayed on the scarecrow in front of him.
Bang!
With a muffled sound, the scarecrow fell apart.
"Winchester!"
"Do you think your adopted son can stop me?"
"Stop being delusional!"
"I will make you understand what regret is!"
The other party growled lowly.
The voice is like a wild beast.
After more than ten seconds, the roaring stopped.
Standing up from the ground, the opponent suddenly cast a shadow. It was tall and strong beyond ordinary people's imagination, like a bear, but as fast as a cheetah.
In the blink of an eye, it disappeared without a trace.
…
The explanation afterwards was far easier than Goethe imagined.
Teacher Judy graciously expressed her forgiveness for Goethe.
However, Teacher Judy didn't know how she fainted.
The math teacher only remembered waiting for Goethe in the room, and then suddenly fainted.
However, there is one thing that this math teacher remembers clearly.
The police arrived nearby before she fainted.
She heard sirens.
This confirmed Goethe's guess.
The other party indeed chose a safer way because of the arrival of the police.
It also proves that the opponent is afraid of large-scale firearms.
Otherwise, given the character of the other party who is capable of "blood sacrifice", he would not be so "shy".
This made Goethe slightly relieved.
At least, if the bullet can hurt the opponent, it will be within the range that he can handle.
However, Goethe's pace of improving his own strength did not stop.
In the next few days, he tried to use divination to determine the whereabouts of [Bloody Honor], but it seemed that his luck had run out, or it might have been affected by the attacker's 'extraordinary power'.
Divination is not without results.
That's the wrong result.
'Maybe I should buy some crystals?'
'Try a 'pendulum' with more mysterious power?'
Goethe thought, his eyes wandering involuntarily.
This made Judy, who was standing in front of Goethe, frown.
"Winchester-san, please concentrate!"
"Now we're learning!"
The math teacher gently tapped the table to remind Goethe.
Since that day, this math teacher would always help Goethe make up lessons during breaks.
Faced with such good intentions, Goethe refused, but the refusal was invalid.
Teacher Judy said that even if Goethe dropped out of school, she would still come to make up lessons for Goethe as usual until he completed the mathematics courses within the twelfth grade.
"Teacher Judy, some people are born with talents."
"But some people are not born with talent."
"No matter how hard you try, you can't do what a gifted person can do."
Goethe tried again to convince his mathematics teacher.
"That's because you don't work hard enough!"
The math teacher emphasized.
"Yeah, if you don't work hard, you won't know what despair is."
Goethe smiled bitterly.
Faced with Judy's math class, it's not like Goethe didn't try to study hard, but he didn't last for five minutes at all, and his thinking began to become confused. Once it exceeded ten minutes, he felt that his brain was groggy.
Even if I pinch myself, I can't stay awake.
"Goethe, you shouldn't be so depressed, you have to believe that you can do it!"
"I will do my best to help you!"
"Help you regain your former performance!"
"It will also help you get into college!"
Teacher Judy pushed up her glasses and said very seriously.
This appearance made Goethe involuntarily think of his class teacher in his hometown - that class teacher taught Chinese, a thin and small old lady, who was usually pleasant-looking, but also tried her best to tolerate the naughty and mischievous Goethe.
, he always took out his free time to selflessly help Goethe improve his grades, and would also bring Goethe some food and drink every day.
But the time Goethe remembered most clearly was not about making up lessons, but the fight he had with students from other schools.
Seven or eight people from the other party surrounded him alone, and everyone around him was frightened.
But it was this old lady who stood in front of him and told those people.
'This is my student, no one can touch him.'
Goethe, who was lying on the ground, saw the old lady standing in front of him. His legs were shaking a little, but his outstretched arms showed no intention of letting go. His thin body was as strong and majestic as a mountain.
At that moment, Goethe felt a sense of dependence.
It's because of this sentence.
It was because of the sense of dependence I felt at that time.
Goethe ranked first in his class in the final Chinese exam that year.
Precisely because the persistence of Teacher Judy and the old lady were so similar, Goethe was completely unable to use the strongest means to reject each other.
And this put Goethe into torment.
End it quickly!
Goethe prayed in his heart.
But the cruelty of reality forced Goethe to cheer up and look at the exercises in front of him.
When he was about to fall asleep again——
Jingle bell bell!
The cell phone rings.
Yes, Ann.
Goethe held up his cell phone to signal, and after Judy nodded in agreement, he picked up the phone.
"Rudy is dead!"
"That's that little Kyle's friend!"
As soon as Goethe answered the phone, Ann said immediately.
As if worried that Goethe had forgotten who the other party was, An reminded him kindly.
Then, the policewoman continued.
"There was also a sentence carved on the other party's body with a knife——"
