This time, Goethe could be sure that Farrow would never die again.
He walked over and looked down at Farrow's torn body.
The other party has extraordinary power!
The ‘resurrection’ of Hod’s corpse was the fault of the other party!
Goethe was absolutely certain of this.
After all, the other party is too conspicuous.
In fact, after the explosion, Goethe, who seemed to have boarded the carriage, was searching for abnormalities around him.
Although he didn't know what the power of the resurrection of Hod's corpse was.
However, he knows one thing.
Someone must have seen him carrying the explosives and chose to 'resurrect' Hod's body immediately!
There are not many places nearby where you can see him carrying a box of explosives.
One is, on the second floor of Dr. Hodder's house.
The second is the small single-family building opposite Dr. Hodder's house.
Among them, Dr. Hodder's house has been bombed.
Therefore, only the house opposite is left.
Therefore, after getting into the car again, Goethe focused most of his attention there.
However, he was not sure.
Because he only speculated based on common sense, but the other party had extraordinary power, and it was very likely that he would use extraordinary power to observe.
However, as almost everyone in the block on the tree-lined street walked out due to the explosion, and only this house remained silent, Goethe's attention was completely focused on this house.
Then, when Goethe saw that the door of this house was finally opened, but the person who came out did not seem to have any curiosity, and instead walked out of the block, he was sure that there was something wrong with the other person.
Finally, when the other party exclaimed, Goethe was sure of the other party.
Stepping over, Goethe began to examine the body.
After the explosion, naturally there is nothing of value left.
However, Goethe still looked carefully.
Goethe had too much curiosity about the 'extraordinary'!
Why do they have powers that ordinary people don't have?
Where does such power come from?
Curiosity drove Goethe.
Therefore, when Swart rushed over, he saw Goethe squatting there, inspecting the broken limbs inch by inch. He was holding a section of the arm with such concentration that the police chief almost exclaimed, "
abnormal'.
"Cough, cough, cough."
The police chief coughed several times, interrupting Goethe's concentration.
Goethe raised his head and saw the police chief pointing around.
The residents of the tree-lined neighborhood gathered around curiously again.
"Go back to the police station and study it further."
"Um."
Faced with the police chief's proposal, Goethe did not refuse.
He lowered his hat and returned to the carriage.
Swart, on the other hand, stood there. When the residents of the block on the tree-lined street came to him, sadness appeared on the police chief's face again. Helplessly, he said slowly -
"This is another gas leak!"
"It's the same gas leak accident as before at Dr. Hodder's house!"
"I don't know if the remaining gas equipment in the block is safe, but I suggest everyone to leave temporarily and wait until the gas company staff inspects it before moving back in."
After saying that, the police chief looked at the corpse on the ground and couldn't help but sigh.
"What?"
"Another gas explosion?"
"The staff of the gas company will definitely be perfunctory!"
"That's right."
"How could the directors of those companies care about us for their own interests!"
As people above the middle class, residents living in tree-lined neighborhoods know very well what the gas company will do.
Look at the bodies on the ground!
They don't want to end up like this.
And the charred ground!
Who can guarantee that gas will not continue to leak?
Many residents seemed to be frightened and began to take two steps back.
More residents turned their attention to Swart.
"Chief Swart, we need your help. You just killed a group of dangerous guys for us yesterday, so you won't mind continuing to help us now."
They had read the newspapers this morning.
The Swart in front of him is undoubtedly a trustworthy person.
"Yes, Sheriff."
"We need you to supervise!"
Facing the sounds around him, Swart was happy in his heart, but on the surface he was embarrassed.
"I still have a job..."
"Don't worry, we won't let you delay your work!"
"We will explain to the director that you have no choice but to work overtime for us!"
The police chief said, but before he finished speaking, he was interrupted by people around him.
"All right."
"In this case, I will supervise the gas company to re-inspect and repair this place."
Swart finally nodded.
Such an agreement made the people around him cheer.
When Swart returned to the carriage and left, the surrounding residents waved goodbye in good faith.
Sitting back in his seat, Swart had a smile on his face.
He was in a great mood.
This is an unexpected fortune.
If done properly, you will be able to get back more than half of the money you spent on merit from Goethe.
Moreover, it can also gain support from the residents of the tree-lined neighborhood.
Compared with those civilians who have no fixed residence, if he wants to go further, the support of the residents here is undoubtedly more important.
It's simply killing two birds with one stone.
Thinking of this, Swart couldn't help humming a tune.
Goethe, who closed his eyes and thought, couldn't help but frown.
Swart's ditty is hard to listen to.
"Give me half."
Goethe said this, and Swart's humming tune stopped abruptly.
"What?"
"Goethe, what are you talking about?"
"What half, I don't understand what you mean at all."
The police sergeant began to act carelessly.
"Gas company, supervision, support from the Boulevard neighborhood."
Goethe spoke lightly of what Swart was concerned about.
"But I earned this all by myself!"
The sergeant argued.
"Without me, you can't fight for it."
After Goethe finished speaking, he closed his eyes again and ignored Swart.
The police chief was also wise and chose not to quibble.
Because, he was very sure that if he continued to quibble, he would not be divided in half.
"Damn Goethe!"
"Why are you so sharp?"
The sergeant roared in his heart, and then he immediately made a decision to make up for his losses by "scraping more oil and water" from the gas company.
As for falling out with Goethe?
The police chief didn't dare.
Having witnessed Goethe's cruelty and ruthlessness several times, the police chief chose to live from his heart.
certainly!
More importantly, Goethe can bring him enough benefits.
Although there is danger every time.
And this made him understand that he must please Goethe, otherwise when danger comes, who can he rely on?
Therefore, after returning to the police station, when Goethe came back from examining Farrow's body in the morgue, Swart had already diligently laid out lunch.
“I can guarantee you this is the best lunch anywhere in the neighborhood.”
Swart said, passing the knife and fork to Goethe.
The beef stew is served in a basin. The beef is cut into square cubes about the size of a thumb, and is slowly stewed over low heat. There is also a hint of wine in it, making the meat more fragrant.
Steamed potatoes are whole washed potatoes steamed in a basket, and a total of four are placed on a plate.
Stewed celery is boiled celery, which exudes the unique flavor of celery.
What concerned Goethe most was the molasses tower.
He has never eaten anything like this before.
There are about five waffles stacked on top of each other, with brown molasses poured from the top downwards.
The rich sweetness makes people want to eat.
At this time, Swart had already inserted a steaming potato with a fork and put it on his plate. While peeling it with a knife, he said: "The two guys you brought back before have no criminal record, but they should be habitual criminals. I will ask them to
Take special care of them for two days, and they will tell the truth. I have already given people the revolvers and daggers they have on them."
After speaking, he placed three golden tickets with a denomination of 1 in front of Goethe.
Goethe put the three golden tickets into his wallet, and also picked up a steamed potato, but without peeling it, he just crushed it on his plate, and then poured the beef stew and the soup on it.
The soft potatoes changed from orange to deep yellow after absorbing the gravy. Take a piece of mashed potatoes and beef and put it in your mouth. It is soft but has strong texture. The unique thick feeling of beef made Goethe take another spoonful.
Then, I took two bites of crisp celery.
The molasses tower is half the size of Swart's.
Ten minutes later, Goethe, who had eaten and drank enough, spoke again.
"What do you know about Morey?"
Swart, who was already drowsy after the meal, leaned back in his chair and immediately sat up straight.
"I don't know much about Mr. Morey. He only came to Luster a month ago to be responsible for connecting with us on 'special things'. The person who was connected with us before was gone three days ago."
Appeared again."
"We don't dare to ask more questions about such things. Fortunately, Mr. Morey is easier to get along with than expected, but his mobility is not as good as the previous one, but he is still pretty good."
"So, it's normal that he didn't show up just now; it happened before, but Mr. Morey will respond afterwards."
"By the way, the 'Black Sails Security Company' was only established after Mr. Morey came. Except for a young man, it is an empty shell."
a month ago!
Upon hearing this time, Goethe narrowed his eyes.
An accident occurred at ‘his house’, also a month ago!
Is it a coincidence?
Or is there any connection?
And the official person in charge of ‘special affairs’ who was previously in charge of Swart should not disappear silently.
There was an accident!
That’s why Morey appears here!
What caused the accident was...
‘The Murderer in the Fog’!
A glint flashed in Goethe's eyes.
As for the lack of timely response?
It must be because there are not enough manpower, right?
Morey should be tracking down the 'Mist Killer' and has no more energy to care about other things.
That’s why ‘Black Sail Security Company’ was established!
but……
The young man in the security company obviously couldn't do it alone.
Thinking of the indifference shown by the other party this morning, Goethe naturally thought of the corpse in the morgue.
If the other party is facing the corpse.
I'm afraid he will be killed easily, right?
Goethe was absolutely certain of this.
Even if the body was in pieces, he could still see some basic information.
For example: Muscular!
That is a level that cannot be achieved by people who have been exercising all year round. Even professionals require extremely high talent and hard training to achieve it.
He wasn't even sure he could face such a person with his bare hands.
Not to mention, the other party also possesses ‘extraordinary power’!
As for the young man in the 'Black Sails Security Company' who also has similar 'super powers'?
If anything, Swart should 'respect' the other person more instead of calling them random names.
Although the contact time was short, Goethe already knew a thing or two about Swart's character.
As his thoughts turned around, Goethe thought of the corpse again.
With such muscles, it is impossible for the opponent to dodge so slowly.
"Is it because I killed Dr. Hodder who came back from the dead, and the 'supernatural power' affected me, so I made him so easy to kill?"
Goethe guessed again.
However, Goethe was not sure about this guess.
Compared with his previous "reasonable" guesses, Goethe had no confidence in his lack of understanding of the "extraordinary".
However, he believes that Morey will give him an answer tonight.
Right at the Garden Club.
certainly!
Before that, Goethe had another thing that he was quite concerned about.
"Do you know the contact information of other agencies or people responsible for 'special affairs' besides Morey?"
Faced with such a question, Swart was stunned.
"You don't believe Mr. Morey?"
"No, it's not that I don't believe it."
"I just want to avoid unnecessary danger."
Goethe replied with a smile.
Because, just now, a bold hypothesis suddenly appeared in his heart:
