Ignoring the questioning glances of his subordinates, Swart walked out of the interrogation room again and came to the previous room.
"Sir, what are your orders?"
Swart asked respectfully.
"Ask him about the 'ritual'."
The man holding the pocket watch ordered.
"Understood, sir."
Swart nodded, turned and returned to the interrogation room.
This time, Swart's eyes when he looked at Goethe became gentler, and his tone was even softer, as if he was worried about scaring Goethe.
"Goethe, did you just say 'ceremony'?"
"Um."
Facing Swart's change, Goethe, who had already guessed what happened, nodded directly.
"What's it like?"
Swart remembered the instructions of the man next door and asked in detail.
"I don't remember clearly, I just remember that the traces on the ground were scarlet and could emit light, and then some disgusting maggots appeared... Moreover, they should be very powerful, except for 'Ender' and
This 'Soko' has more people on the other side."
Goethe spoke truthfully.
The ceremony was so complicated that I really can’t remember it clearly.
These are all told to the people next door.
Including the guess behind.
"Ender?"
Swart asked about the name.
"Ender was the clue I found!"
"My family was in trouble one after another, and I owed a large amount of debt for no apparent reason. Then, when everyone was trying to avoid me, a friend I met at the 'Garden Club' came to me and claimed that he had a way to help me. I paid attention at that time.
"
When Goethe mentioned the 'Garden Club', Swart and the middle-aged patrolman showed a look of understanding.
The two younger patrol policemen looked with envy and yearning in their eyes.
The 'Garden Club' located on Durian Street is a good place and has quite a reputation in Luster. After all, which man doesn't like a place where a group of young and beautiful girls gather, especially when the girls there only see the money in your pocket?
Money will be as passionate as fire, and you can even wear rabbit ears, cat ears, tails, and black, white, and flesh-colored stockings.
"Then why did you kill him?"
"He is the clue you finally found, right?"
Swart coughed lightly, quickly calmed down, and continued to ask according to Goethe's words.
The police chief didn't know how much the big shot next door wanted to know, so he could only ask in as much detail as possible.
"Um."
"But he wanted to kill me, so I had no choice but to resist."
"Besides, didn't new clues appear?"
Goethe asked rhetorically.
Swart was stunned for a moment, and then he thought of the anonymous letter he had just received.
Suddenly, the police chief looked at Goethe with anger in his eyes.
"You want to use us to deal with those guys who are hunting you?"
the sergeant yelled angrily.
That's right, the man who hunted Goethe.
The sergeant had no idea he needed to do anything.
His salary is not enough for him to work hard.
Goethe shook his head.
"No!"
"Not taking advantage!"
"It's cooperation!"
Although in fact it was just use, Goethe would never admit it.
All he recognized was ‘cooperation’.
After a slight pause, Goethe looked at Swart, whose eyes were full of anger, and said seriously: "You see, they haven't figured out the real situation yet, so they use small means to find out what happened here. As long as we can respond in time, we will
We can catch them off guard, even if they set an ambush on Guta Street!"
Guta Street, where Goethe's house is located.
After hearing Goethe's words, Swart refused immediately without even thinking.
"I won't..."
Boom!
Before the police chief finished speaking, there was another knocking sound on the wall.
Ignoring Goethe, the police chief went out again and ran into the next room.
Facing Swart who ran in, the man said directly.
"Promise him."
After saying that, the man lowered his head and continued to look at the pocket watch in his hand.
"yes."
Even though he was extremely reluctant, Swart still agreed. However, the police chief did not leave immediately. Instead, he stood at the door and looked at the man, hoping that the man in front of him would change his mind.
Because he knew very well how dangerous things would become when the man in front of him got involved.
That's...
Deadly!
Unfortunately, the man had no intention of changing his mind.
"I will support you."
The man said this.
Faced with the promise of the man in front of him, the police chief did not relax. He wanted to say something else, but when he noticed the impatience on the man's face, the police chief immediately turned around and left, returning to the interrogation.
room.
He didn't want to offend the man in front of him.
Don't dare to offend either.
Compared with the fatal danger, if you offend the man in front of you, your life will be worse than death!
A sullen Swart returned to the interrogation room, ignoring the questioning looks of his subordinates, and just stared at Goethe viciously.
Swart, who was not a fool, knew that he had been tricked by the young man in front of him.
The other party planned to go to Guta Street from the beginning.
But what can he do?
He had no choice.
"Okay, I promise your cooperation."
"But you have to listen to me in everything."
Although he agreed, the police chief wanted to ensure the initiative as much as possible.
"good."
Goethe, who had achieved his goal, had no objection.
Twenty minutes later, Dole, a barber who works part-time as a doctor and occasionally as a forensic examiner, hurried back to the police station.
"I'm a part-time doctor, not a family doctor!"
"If anyone is injured, they should go to the hospital!"
"And why would Soko be careless enough to be injured by a prisoner in custody?"
"Isn't he even a little wary?"
Duer started shouting as soon as he arrived at the door of the police station.
As we all know, the police forensic scientist is very good, but he has a big mouth.
"That was an accident."
"No one expected that guy to suddenly resist."
Not knowing the inside story, the patrolman waiting at the door shrugged helplessly.
As a patrol officer, it is common to get injured, but that is when arresting criminals. It is extremely rare for someone to be injured by a criminal in the police station.
Dole and the patrolman walked into the police station.
In the alley opposite the police station, people who had been observing witnessed and heard everything.
The other party immediately turned around and quickly disappeared.
Then, another ten minutes later, a carriage left the police station.
The middle-aged patrolman was driving the car, and sitting in the car were Sergeant Swart, Goethe and the two previous patrolmen.
Just like the situation when Goethe was brought to the police station before, Goethe was handcuffed and sandwiched between two patrolmen, with Swart sitting opposite - this was Lust's standard equipment when escorting important prisoners.
But the difference was that Goethe had the keys to the handcuffs in his jacket pocket.
As a precaution, the wallet and dagger were not returned to Goethe.
"You'd better pray that nothing happens, otherwise..."
At this time, Swart was still angry and threatening in his words.
Goethe responded with a smile.
Although his eyes were looking at Swart, his attention was already on the destination of this trip:
Guta Street.
His 'home'.
There...there would be something waiting for him.
Luster at night is quieter than expected.
After leaving the main street, the middle-aged patrolman lit up his lantern.
Under the illumination of the horse lanterns, the carriage moved quickly towards Guta Street, where Wayne's home was located.
The entire journey went smoothly, but just as the carriage entered the intersection of Guta Street, a layer of mist suddenly appeared.
