Chapter 248 Give me time to dance~Ask for a monthly ticket~
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Facing Austen's enthusiastic inquiry, Goethe showed a kind smile.
What he needs is this kind of attitude from the other party.
Goethe had some guesses as to where Geert came from.
And Auston, who has been hiding nearby?
Goethe also guessed something.
Both of them should be from the 'Western Federal Government', and they are the kind of people who hold high positions - otherwise, Kurno would not be begging for favor with Geert over the phone.
However, the two are obviously opposites.
Auston has a strong murderous intention towards Geert.
When Geert died, he thought it was Alston who took action.
Goethe didn't know what conflicts the two sides had, and he didn't want to know.
He only knows that by borrowing the power of the other party's representative, he can better accomplish his goals.
Collect【Bloody Honor】!
That’s right!
Just collect [Bloody Honor]!
This was the original purpose of his return to the secret realm of 'Folklore'.
This is also the reason why he sensed the trap but still jumped into it.
Otherwise, according to Goethe's character, he would never be so 'passive'.
Of course, the person in front of me is Auston. He can be said to have been met once and he is still a normal person. If he were replaced by a pervert named Geert, he would never be able to cooperate no matter how much the other party offered him.
because……
So disgusting!
That kind of guy should have his ashes spread.
"Yes, I'm looking for anything related to Prophet George and his descendants."
Goethe nodded.
Faced with Goethe's kind smile, Auston's heart went crazy.
The other party who finally heard Goethe's answer said immediately.
"I think we can work together!"
"As you expected, I have a certain say in the 'Western Federal Government' and can help you find what you want, and you just need to maintain your normal attitude."
"normal?"
Goethe asked with great interest.
"Yeah, normal."
"I just ask you to maintain your normal life, go to school, take exams, and study folk customs."
"Of course, we will give you corresponding subsidies in life. A family trust fund will appear in your name tomorrow, and a sum of money will be deposited into your account at a fixed time every month. At the same time, you will also
You will get more convenience, and you will have the title of 'Honorary Director of the Western Federal Bureau of Anomaly Investigation'. You can exercise the same rights as the director without having to pay any obligations - join in the things that interest you, not only
It’s the ‘Western Federal Bureau of Anomaly Investigation’ and the ‘Western FBI’ will also serve you.”
Auston said cautiously.
"not enough."
Goethe shook his head.
"What else do you need?"
Auston became more and more cautious.
"Secret Technique!"
Goethe stated his conditions.
After hearing this condition, Auston let out a sigh of relief.
Is he really afraid that Goethe will make perverted requests like Geart's? When facing Geart, he can still refuse, but facing Goethe who can kill Geart instantly?
He didn't have the confidence to refuse.
He is not afraid of death.
Rather, it was the destruction of the Western Federation.
Auston knows very well how terrible it can be when a person has no bottom line.
And when a powerful person has no bottom line?
That's a disaster!
Geert claims to be number one within the Western Federation.
Although it is an exaggeration, the actual strength should be ranked in the top ten - otherwise, those old guys in the Western Federation House of Lords will not let the other party do whatever they want.
Geart is ranked in the top ten, where is Goethe who can kill Geart instantly?
Top five?
Top three?
Or...
First?
If such a person goes crazy, the entire Western Federation will be doomed.
Therefore, as long as Goethe remained calm and made any excessive request, Auston would agree to it.
What's more, Goethe's demands were not excessive.
"All the secret arts of the Western Federation will be open to you."
"Whenever you need it, it will be there for you."
Auston made his promise without hesitation.
Goethe smiled again.
Why did he choose the ‘folklore’ secret realm?
Isn't it just for this moment?
There is no need to do it himself, everything he wants can appear in front of him, he only needs to show his strength - this is the benefit of complete 'rules'.
What if it was in a secret realm like the ‘Doomsday Wasteland’?
Even if he killed everyone, he wouldn't be able to gain what he has now.
"Also...I need to know everything about 'Heisa'."
"Of course no problem."
"In an hour, I will send everything about 'Heisa' to your 'Folklore Research Institute'."
When Auston heard "more", his heart lifted up again, but when Goethe finished speaking, his lifted up heart immediately fell back into his stomach.
Of course, things about ‘Heisa’ are extremely secretive.
But when Goethe became the ‘honorary director of the Western Federal Bureau for the Investigation of Anomalies’, this was no longer a secret.
After some detailed conversations, with Auston's almost "no bottom line" commitment, the two sides chatted even more happily.
By the time Goethe returned to the police station, everything was settled.
"Goethe, are you okay?"
After Teacher Judy saw Goethe, she immediately ran over.
A shirt can't stop that.
As it swayed up and down, the waves were so rough that Goethe couldn't help but squint his eyes.
It's really too dazzling.
"I'm fine."
Goethe took a deep breath and replied.
"Very good."
"It's great that it's okay."
Teacher Judy almost cried with joy.
For ordinary people like Teacher Judy, today's experience is too complicated and exciting - when I was sending the test papers, I suddenly heard that my student had been in a car accident, and then when I came to the police station, I found that everything was
Conspiracy, followed by gunshots and explosions. If it weren't for the fact that she wanted to retain the teacher's dignity in front of her students, she would have burst into tears.
"Don't worry, everything is over."
Looking at Teacher Judy's appearance, Goethe couldn't help but comfort him.
Teacher Judy is undoubtedly a good person.
Not only is she good-looking and in good shape, but she is also very responsible.
He is a dedicated teacher.
We treat "poor students" like him equally.
Therefore, Goethe did not mind repaying the other party with more kindness.
"Well, then you must arrive on time for tomorrow's make-up exam."
"I won't get the wrong test paper this time."
Teacher Judy nodded and warned Goethe.
Goethe:…
Sometimes, being too conscientious is not a good thing.
If something so exciting happens to you, you have to postpone it for at least two days!
Goethe couldn't help but complain.
"If you fail the make-up exam, I will try my best to give you make-up lessons and give you a second chance to take the make-up exam."
"However, you must work hard, and you cannot give up tomorrow's make-up exam just because you have a second chance to take it."
When Teacher Judy left, she couldn't help but warn her again.
"Yeah, I will definitely pass."
Goethe replied confidently.
If he was still a little hesitant before.
Now?
No more needed.
As the 'Honorary Director of the Western Federal Bureau of Anomaly Investigation', how could he fail the math retake exam?
I watched Teacher Judy get into the car and leave.
Goethe turned and returned to the police station.
After an attack by Ann, the police station at this time became very messy, but very orderly - when all the guys who were complicit with Cuerno were found out, all the police officers saw hope.
Shosta is full of motivation and is busy in front of and behind the scenes.
Old Jerry, whom Goethe met once, took the document and quickly read and approved it.
but……
Goethe did not see Ann.
"Are you looking for Ann?"
Garifa stood there with his arms folded.
Even after squeezing hard with both arms, it's still flat and you can see the top of your feet at a glance.
"Um."
Goethe nodded.
"I know where she is."
"But before I tell you, can you answer me a question?"
Garifa just received a text message from his friend Ann.
That was a farewell message.
Ann is leaving.
And asked her not to tell Goethe.
However, Garifa couldn't help but wanted to remind Goethe.
Of course, this is not a direct reminder.
So, she started acting according to her own script.
As for why you didn’t tell me directly?
Because Garifa is not convinced!
She was very unwilling because she was the one who came first.
Why do we have to face this kind of failure?
Moreover, now you still want to do this kind of thing for the happiness of others?
It really made her feel very unhappy.
But there was no way she could really say nothing.
Therefore, at this time, she could only stare at Goethe with her eyes, trying not to miss any of Goethe's expressions - although she was a forensic doctor, she had also learned micro-expressions, and she had to use her own judgment to confirm whether Goethe was really suitable.
install.
However, the more she did this, the more the female forensic doctor felt angry and uncomfortable.
What was even more annoying was that Goethe actually laughed.
Goethe, who was standing in front of her, raised the corner of his mouth and laughed.
"why are you laughing?"
The female forensic doctor raised her eyebrows.
"Do you still remember my identity?"
Goethe asked.
"High school student."
The female forensic doctor blurted out.
"Another one."
"Fraudster."
The female forensic doctor gave the answer without thinking.
However, after the words were spoken, the female forensic doctor added hesitantly: "He is a fraudster with a certain bottom line. He is much better than those bastards who call themselves 'spiritual mediums' and 'psychics'."
"However, this does not mean that I will directly tell you An's whereabouts."
At this time, the female forensic doctor was still rude.
"Not a 'medium' or a 'psychic'."
"It's a 'folklorist'."
Goethe emphasized.
Then, he turned around and left.
"you?"
The female forensic doctor was stunned.
"Since I am a 'folklorist', it is reasonable for me to use some 'folklore means' to find An, right?"
Goethe said these words and walked forward quickly.
When he was about to walk out of the police station door, Goethe paused.
"Thanks."
A clear voice reached the ears of the female forensic doctor.
By the time the female forensic doctor looked up, Goethe had already disappeared.
The female forensic doctor stared in the direction of the police station door, with an unconcealable loneliness in her expression.
She was seen through.
So unhappy!
But, maybe these two people are the most suitable.
Although she didn't want to admit it, this was actually the case.
She can guess some things that her friends hide, and it is precisely because of things like this that she is very interested in her friends.
And Goethe?
It also hides some things.
Moreover, it is even more mysterious.
Only mystery and mystery are suitable to be together, right?
A guy like her who can be seen through at a glance?
It's just worthy of being in the morgue with corpses.
After all, corpses don't lie.
"Garifa? Garifa?"
"Do me a favor."
"Send this to old Jerry."
Shosta, who knew nothing about anything here, assigned a female forensic doctor. The female forensic doctor, who was already resentful, immediately found an outlet to vent her anger.
She walked up to Shosta.
In Shusta's blank eyes, he stepped on Shusta's foot.
"ah!"
"You're crazy!"
Shosta screamed.
"You provoked me first!"
After the female forensic doctor said this, she turned around and left.
She's going back to her new studio.
She felt that the morgue and autopsy table could make her feel more at ease.
The female forensic doctor left.
Everyone was left looking at each other in confusion, as well as Shosta who looked confused and had no idea what was going on.
"Shosta!"
Old Jerry shouted.
"What's wrong?"
For old Jerry, Shosta maintained respect.
Not only because of the help Old Jerry gave them, but also because this time they were able to collect evidence about Cuerno and others. Old Jerry took the greatest credit.
If it weren't for old Jerry's false complicity, they would never have been able to go so smoothly.
"Shosta, you should have some reaction!"
Old Jerry said.
"Um?"
Siusta was stunned for a moment, and his face showed confusion again.
"How do you feel about Garifa?"
Old Jerry changed the question.
"He is very capable, calm and outstanding. He is a reliable partner and can provide me with effective advice every time. If possible, I hope the police department can deepen the cooperation with Jialifa Forensic Studio."
Shosta said very seriously.
Old Jerry couldn't help blinking when he faced the serious Siusta.
"Are you single?"
A few seconds later, Old Jerry suddenly asked.
"Um."
Shosta scratched his head.
"Then keep it up."
"Sooner or later you'll get used to it."
Old Jerry couldn't help but complain.
"I'm used to it!"
“There’s nothing wrong with being single!”
“My current job makes me happier!”
Shosta replied with a smile.
Old Jerry couldn't help but sigh as he looked at Siusta's busy figure again.
Not only old Jerry, but also many people around him looked at Shosta with pity in their eyes.
However, there is more or less a trace of this kind of compassion...
envious?
Undefinable envy.
Or it's simply an illusion.
Shosta didn't know this.
He is just busy.
He wants to seek justice for his former partner, teacher Root.
He hoped that Root's wife and daughter could live happily.
After doing all this, he will think about himself.
…
An stood on the side of the road, leaning on his motorcycle.
She put aside the cell phone from which she had sent the text message to Garifa.
She thought she should send Goethe a farewell message.
However, she didn't know what to say.
Or maybe, after completing this mission, she didn't know what kind of attitude she should use to face Goethe - when she was policewoman Ann, she was Goethe's partner and close friend.
But now she is no longer the policewoman An.
She once again resumed her identity as a 'ghost'.
After her friend "Ghost" was betrayed by a traitor, she chose to inherit the identity of "Ghost".
She chose to avenge her friend.
To do this, she had to use some means.
Including joining the 'rebels'.
Now news has come from the 'Rebel' base that their biggest mission goal has been completed and they must evacuate immediately.
This message was sent 20 minutes ago.
According to custom, she had already left at this time.
But don't know why.
This time she hesitated.
What is she missing?
But I'm not sure.
She picked up her phone again, clicked on the text message, and started editing it.
Sorry, Goethe, I have to leave, I...
No! No!
Goethe would not approve of such an unreasonable departure.
Goethe, I am because...
No! No!
If the organization is exposed, Goethe will be in trouble.
Edited, delete.
Edited again and deleted again.
After repeating the cycle a dozen times, An gave up.
She planned to leave without saying goodbye.
Anyway, I won’t see him again.
An told herself this.
Then, my heart felt blocked.
I can't see you anymore.
I will never see Goethe again.
When she thought of these things, An felt suffocated by waves of pain, which made her uncomfortable.
She felt her eyes were a little moist.
The last time her comrade 'Ghost' died, she didn't even cry.
But at this time, she couldn't help it anymore.
But you have to be patient.
I am a warrior.
An told herself this, and she held back the tears that were about to burst out again. She turned over and got on the motorcycle, turned the key, and was ready to leave.
But at this moment——
music!
Very rhythmic music sounded from behind.
An was stunned for a moment and turned around instinctively.
Yes, Goethe.
Goethe, carrying a stereo and wearing a white shirt, just walked over.
The buttons on the white shirt, just like Goethe said, all fell off.
As soon as the wind blew, Goethe's body was revealed, which was far stronger than ordinary people imagined.
"Goethe, you?"
"I still owe you a dance."
"I am a man of my word."
As Goethe spoke, he began to twist very rhythmically.
It is the Gatling dance that Ann is familiar with.
An's face turned red, she subconsciously covered her eyes and spread her fingers wide open.
Then, he immediately looked around to make sure no one was here, and then he put down his hand.
Buzz buzz.
The phone vibrates.
It's the phone number of the leader of the 'resistance organization'.
An's face changed.
She looked at Goethe who was dancing hard, gritted her teeth and answered the phone - she had made a decision.
"Chief, I..."
"An, according to our contract, you have killed our biggest enemy. Now you are free - your pension has been put into a secret account. Now you can continue to live as 'An'."
"Also, this is our last phone call."
After saying that, the phone hung up.
Immediately afterwards, a transfer prompt appeared.
what happened?
An stared blankly at the transfer prompt.
There are transfer reminders to prove that everything is true.
She is truly free.
But why did such a good thing happen suddenly that she couldn't even imagine?
An was puzzled.
She subconsciously looked at Goethe.
Then, his face turned redder.
"Goethe, your trousers are unzipped."
"It's not open."
"It's broken."
"If you don't believe me, take a closer look."
Just when Ann went to carefully check Goethe's trouser chain, Goethe's mobile phone placed next to the speaker lit up.
