Chapter 257 Deal with the approach of X! ~ Ask for a monthly ticket~)
Chapter 257 Coping with the approach of X! (Please subscribe~Please vote~)
Star City, Forensic Medicine Studio.
After receiving the corresponding compensation and additional subsidies from Goethe, Jialifa not only owned a new forensic studio, but also purchased it in full and enjoyed the local policies and tax rates in Star City.
To put it simply, you have changed from a monthly loan repayer to a person with basic financial freedom.
The female forensic doctor has invested all her remaining money in the stock market. She heard that the stock market has been very good recently and she plans to retire after making another profit for herself.
She wants to settle in a place with bright sunshine and comfortable sea breeze.
She wants to stay away from Goethe and Ann!
These two guys are way too much!
Roaring in his heart, Garifa immediately smiled when he saw An.
"What do you need?"
"Coffee or tea?"
Garifa asked An, who had just brought someone in.
As for Shosta after An’s death?
A guy who has been single for 26 years is not worth her attention.
"Just tea."
Ann answered.
Then he sat on a chair to the side and closed his eyes slightly.
Ann is too tired.
In the past week, she has been almost overloaded with work.
"Here, your tea."
Garifa, who was wearing a white coat, brought An a cup of tea.
She clearly remembered An drinking coffee before.
Ever since I moved to the Folklore Research Institute, I have become fond of drinking tea.
When An received the tea, Garifa immediately stood behind An attentively and rubbed An's temples.
"What happened recently?"
"Why are you all so busy?"
Garifa couldn't help but asked out of curiosity.
She didn't know about other things, but in recent times, the frequency of An and other police officers coming to her place had increased sharply, almost doubling that before.
What's even more strange is that she didn't see the corresponding TV report.
You know, several of these guys died miserably.
One had his tongue pulled out, along with his entire set of organs - this technique had already baffled Garifa, who was a forensic doctor, but compared to the other guy, it was nothing.
The guy burned to death in the swimming pool.
That’s right!
It's the swimming pool!
Pool filled with water!
What's even more strange is that, except for the bodies, there are no traces of burning at the scene.
In the past, Star City's all-pervasive reporters would have publicized and reported on it.
And now?
Quietly.
Even the big-hearted Garifa noticed something was wrong.
"It's a very bad thing, we..."
"Ahhh!"
Just when An was about to say something, a scream sounded.
In An Garifa's field of vision, a corpse that had been placed in the autopsy room sat up, causing the assistant medical examiner who was about to weigh the heart to scream loudly.
The high-pitched male voice was sharp and harsh.
In fact, the sound has already been broken.
The assistant medical examiner fell to the ground and rolled back, but An, Siusta and others did not laugh at him.
Because, when they faced such a situation for the first time, they were not much better.
Bang!
An and Siusta rushed over and fired without hesitation.
The corpse fell down and there was no more sound.
Garifa was stunned.
"This, this? That, that?"
The female forensic doctor's voice became stuttering.
"That's why we've been busy recently, and that's why those guys are quiet - the Western Federal Police, the Western Federal Bureau of Investigation, and the Western Federal Bureau of Anomaly Investigation are jointly operating."
"Here, this is for you."
An said, and handed his friend a wooden sign that was as long as a little finger and two fingers wide.
"This is?"
"The amulet made by Goethe is very effective when facing these guys - at least you won't die inexplicably!"
"By the way, you'd better prepare some salt, iron weapons, electric batons and simple fire-throwing devices."
"This stuff works wonders for these guys."
An explained.
The female forensic doctor stupidly took the amulet and looked blankly at the corpse that had just sat up on the autopsy table.
The other party had already been disemboweled.
It was she who used pliers to cut open the ribs.
She could confirm that the other party was dead.
But what happened just now?
Looking at the salt and iron bullet embedded in the other person's eyebrows, the female forensic doctor firmly grasped the amulet.
She felt the hairs on her back stand up, and there was a chill in the air she breathed.
She unconsciously looked at her friend An.
The policewoman raised her hand and touched the forehead of the female forensic doctor.
"Don't worry, everything will pass."
The policewoman comforted her softly.
The female forensic doctor quickly calmed down.
Every time, when something happened that she couldn't solve and she felt uneasy, An's presence would always make her calm.
"We must believe in Goethe!"
Ann continued.
The female forensic doctor immediately became unhappy.
She pursed her lips, hoping to express her unhappiness, but when her friend An looked at her, the female forensic doctor immediately showed a happy smile.
"Well, we have to believe in Goethe!"
At this moment, a swallow flew past the window, flying farther and farther away.
The female forensic doctor subconsciously looked at the swallow and shouted unconsciously.
"Swallow, swallow..."
…
call!
In the 'Folklore Research Institute', Goethe breathed out lightly and blew off the sawdust on the wooden sign.
Immediately, an amulet with complicated patterns appeared in front of him.
As [Picture Fuyu] has been promoted to extraordinary level, his application of [Picture Fuyu] has been able to use simple [Picture Fuyu] text combinations to accomplish some extraordinary things.
For example: expel evil spirits.
And the other knowledge he received every time he died in the so-called 'All things return to one God' allowed him to easily double this effect.
Although it was stumbling at first.
But later on, practice makes perfect.
Even with your eyes closed, you can carve a seal in one minute.
"Take it to the big shots."
"Don't forget what I want."
Goethe put the amulet into a box nearby.
There are already twenty-two similar amulets stored in the box.
This is the twenty-third one.
"Don't worry, compared to my own life, those things of 'Prophet George' are not worth mentioning - even if its value has become more precious now."
"In two hours at most, you will be able to see more things belonging to 'Prophet George' and his descendants in the northern suburbs warehouse again."
As word spread about Goethe's collection of items related to 'Prophet George' and his descendants, the scene in the 'Martial Arts World' was staged again.
However, what is different from the 'Martial Arts World' is that Goethe has the upper hand here.
Because, the amulet in your hand!
And it has its own power!
That’s a power ‘comparable to a god’!
Ever since the news about the warehouse in the northern suburbs of Star City reached the ears of those big shots two weeks ago, these big shots have already understood what kind of attitude they should adopt when facing Goethe.
After Auston handed the box containing the amulet to his disciple Alex, the young man who had been captured by Goethe and had always been afraid of Goethe ran out quickly.
This box of amulets will be sent back to 'Ancheng' by this young man himself.
When only Goethe and Osten were left in the 'Folklore Institute', the Chief of Staff of the Western Federal House of Lords pulled up another chair in the room and sat down.
"Goethe, do you think we still have a chance?"
"Even Star City, which is the safest now, has hundreds of 'accidental' incidents every day. The most exaggerated one is 'Far City', where the number of deaths doubles every day. Even a week ago, the 'Western Federal Bureau of Anomaly Investigation'
'The stationing of an integrated squadron will not slow down this death situation - you know, they are fully armed, with the amulets provided by you in the early stage, and quite a few props provided by other guys."
Auston looked worried.
"Where are those guys?"
“Real contact with extraordinary people.”
"They are the more suitable candidates to go to the Far City."
Goethe asked.
"They are all acting as bodyguards for big shots."
"The big shot who was killed by his 'dead wife' made the remaining big shots frightened. They wanted to shrink all their power around themselves."
"As for the extraordinary beings themselves?"
"Oh."
Auston said and sneered.
Everything becomes self-evident.
fear death.
Seek advantages and avoid disadvantages.
It's natural, there's nothing strange about it.
There is no need to blame anything.
Goethe, who knew this well, picked up another piece of peach wood and continued to carve seals.
He had guessed this possibility since "strange things happened frequently" two weeks ago.
only……
I didn't expect it to be so fast.
"Did anyone take this opportunity to cause trouble?"
Goethe asked while carving.
"It should be."
Auston didn't hold anything back.
Although Goethe's "aura of protagonist" has faded, Auston still trusts Goethe.
"Although I can't be sure who it is yet, all the big shots have taken the bait. What we think is a major matter related to everyone's life and death, but they think it is an insignificant trivial matter - compared with these trivial matters
, their safety and better opportunities to fight for power are the top priority."
"That's all their focus."
"As for the rest?"
"Sealing the 'Yuan City' is the only method they can use."
"And asking the 'Abnormal Affairs Investigation Bureau' to send out an entire reorganized squadron is what they consider to be a compromise. After all, they have already taken away the power of a very rare squadron to protect themselves. What do they ask big shots like them to do?
?”
"Are we still going to deploy the remaining fifty squadrons?"
"Impossible."
"They have tried their best. Those civilians can just be grateful. Why complain? They are fighting against the entire Western Federation and are the sinners who disrupted the layout of the Western Federation this time."
The Chief of Staff of the Western Federal House of Lords sneered again.
"So many people gathered?"
"Are they planning to build themselves a shelter?"
After Goethe finished carving an amulet, he picked up another piece of peach wood.
"Um."
"I have received news of the evacuation here, asking me to return to the capital Anseong as soon as possible. In a week, Anseong will enter full martial law - all persons without identity will be prohibited from entering."
"Of course, if you leave, it doesn't matter."
"In fact, the current 'Ancheng' has long since lost those people without identity. They have all been sent to 'Yuancheng', where more bait is needed to make 'Ancheng' safe!"
Anger appeared on Auston's face.
"When do you plan to return to 'Anjo'?"
"return?"
Auston had a self-deprecating smile on his face.
"I've just rejected those guys who have shit in their heads - they want me to protect them and their families 24 hours a day."
"One of the guys even proposed that I marry his granddaughter, who weighs more than 200 pounds, and become his grandson-in-law... I XXX!"
As Auston said, he could no longer hold back and cursed loudly.
Then, Auston took a deep breath.
"I'm going to the Far City."
"Although I don't know how far I can achieve it, I will try my best."
"I came here this time to say goodbye to you."
Goethe paused.
He raised his head and looked at Auston.
This man who was over fifty years old and had clear crow's feet at the corners of his eyes showed him a smile that was mixed with anxiety but relief - this was the kind of smile that only a person who is afraid but wants to have a clear conscience would have.
Afraid?
Of course I'm afraid.
But sometimes, I have to do it even if I’m afraid.
Guys like them want to have a clear conscience.
Even if you are usually stubborn, arrogant, unsociable, or even withdrawn, venomous, and yin and yang.
But they have a clear conscience.
"That's it..."
"Then can I ask you a favor?"
"What's the rush?"
Auston was stunned.
Goethe picked up the two peach wood amulets in his hands, stood up, and walked to the small warehouse on the side - this is where the information of the 'Folklore Research Institute' is stored, at least... originally.
And now?
Click!
Wow!
When Goethe opened the door of the small warehouse, 2020 peach wood amulets slid out.
No!
When Goethe put the two pieces in his hand, it was 2022 pieces.
"I need someone to help send these amulets to the 'Far City' so that they can be combined and arranged in a specific way to form a barrier that drives away evil spirits and the dead."
Goethe said.
"You, you..."
Auston stammered and was speechless.
He had felt a little strange before.
It was obvious that Goethe was able to carve an amulet quickly, so why did it take almost four weeks to collect the remaining 23 amulets? He obviously took out 60 amulets at the beginning.
Now the truth is finally revealed.
Goethe is stalling for time.
It's to let those bastards from 'Anjo' continue to send materials.
So that I can complete my current hoarding.
"You guy!"
Auston wanted to say something, but he didn't know what to say. He could only stand up excitedly and pat Goethe on the shoulder.
But then, the Chief of Staff of the Western Federal House of Lords thought of something.
"But what should I do in Star City?"
"Of course Star City also forms the barrier in this way."
"You don't think I'm going to say, 'Leave everything to me'?"
"How is that possible?"
"I have long passed the age of being aggressive and competitive."
Goethe said seriously, took Alston to the next room, took out the key and opened the door - after becoming the honorary director of the 'Western Federal Bureau of Anomaly Investigation', Goethe really had no shortage of money.
After he was not short of money, he immediately bought the houses on both sides of the same floor of the 'Folklore Research Institute'.
One serves as a bedroom and the other serves as a warehouse.
The bedroom is mainly because Ann will stay overnight from time to time, and a larger room will have more postures.
And the warehouse?
Naturally, it is necessary to store necessary things.
For example: tens of thousands of amulets.
For example: a few very special amulets that are as tall as a person.
"This, this?"
"Why so many?"
Auston stuttered when he spoke.
"many?"
"It's already quite a few."
"After all, the Western Federation is not just 'Star City' and 'Far City'."
Goethe said, picked up one of the huge amulets and handed it to Auston.
"Putting it in the middle of the 'Far City' first will make your movements safer."
Goethe said this.
Austen looked at Goethe blankly.
After a long while, the Chief of Staff of the Western Federal House of Lords murmured to himself.
"You want to save the world?"
"Save the world?"
"I'm not saving the world, I'm just returning favors to the world."
Saying these words, Goethe picked up the phone.
After a while, Cole and the major from the northern suburbs warehouse arrived.
"Director!"
"grown ups!"
They both saluted at the same time.
"According to the original plan, you immediately take people to send these amulets to 'High City', 'Dwarf City', 'Seaside', 'Chongsen', 'Ye City'..."
"Guaranteed to complete the mission!"
Cole, the major from the northern suburbs warehouse said loudly.
Then, a group of soldiers appeared.
They carried the amulet to the helicopter and left quickly.
"If something like this happens again, please inform me. Do you know how I felt about saying goodbye to you just now?"
"You make me look like a fool!"
"No!"
"It's not like that!"
"But it is itself!"
Auston emphasized.
However, the chief of staff of the Western Federal House of Lords had a smile on his face.
"Yeah, definitely next time."
Goethe said these words and returned to his chair in the research institute nearby.
The situation is under control for the time being.
And him?
Need a little rest.
For nearly four weeks, he had been concentrating on carving the talisman without sleep, and even Goethe was a little overwhelmed.
Auston looked at Goethe, who was half leaning in his chair and covered with his coat, and began to move the amulet gently.
When the last talisman was removed, Auston gently closed the door.
"Good night, I wish you a good dream."
The Chief of Staff of the Western Federation gave this blessing.
Goethe heard this and turned around so that he could lie on the chair in a more comfortable position.
Why a chair?
Not a bed?
Because Goethe was worried that he would really fall asleep.
You know, things are far from over.
His thoughts drifted to the surroundings.
When he was taking the make-up exam.
The strange things at Green High School happened so suddenly.
So no warning.
But one thing Goethe was sure of.
That was aimed at him.
After all, he was the one who was there to make up the exam that day.
"Who could it be?"
Goethe was thinking in his heart, his face was full of fatigue, and he was snoring heavily from his mouth and nose.
And just as Goethe was snoring, a faint sound of footsteps came.
Tread, step.
Not heavy.
Very lightweight.
The footsteps stopped outside the door of the 'Folklore Research Institute'.
At the same time, Goethe felt a violent feeling mixed with impulse from the bottom of his heart.
He opened his eyes and looked at the door.
Breathing becomes rapid.
Outside the door, there was a clear laughter like a little girl.
