In the room, Aaron waved his hand and told the maid to leave.
After the door was closed, Bruce still looked at Clark's body in disbelief, muttering: "It's impossible... the teacher is obviously very healthy... he has a body as strong as a ghoul, he... he is extraordinary
How could he die like this?"
Bruce looked at Aaron with dull eyes.
Aaron sighed and said: "He died of... extraordinary loss of control. I found a suicide note on his desk. He may have expected this..."
After saying that, he handed a will to Bruce.
This will is not a forgery, it is genuine.
It can be seen that Clark has long been determined to die, otherwise he would not have prepared poison for himself and written a suicide note.
It's just the instinct of life to pursue life. He always had a fluke mentality until Aaron broke it...
'Perhaps...human beings are inherently contradictory creatures.'
'No one can truly recognize himself until the moment of death.'
Aaron sighed in his heart and saw Bruce's eyes turning red again.
"teacher……"
He wiped his tears and said: "The teacher's solicitor will come to deal with his ordinary property. There is also a clear will in the lawyer's office... The teacher appointed you to be his executor, and then asked me to follow him.
You head to Pulmouth..."
As for this real will, because it involves mystery and extraordinary things, it is of course impossible for it to be notarized and executed by a lawyer.
"Yes, this is the item he left for you, a token of your school!"
Aaron turned over his hand and handed the vertical eye necklace that he had studied to Bruce. Seeing the latter putting it away carefully, he continued: "Well... is your school called - 'Gumen's Eye'?
What does 'Gumon' mean?"
"The teacher said... 'Gu Meng' is a powerful creature that lives in the spiritual world, and may even be in the secret history. The founder of the school once saw each other while sleepwalking, and was guided by the other party to embark on the 'secret' path.
…”
"So that's it."
Aaron, who felt that his mysterious knowledge had become a little richer, said: "Your teacher wants you to go to Pulmouth to further your studies. This is his wish. What are you going to do?"
"After burying the teacher, I will set off!"
Bruce's eyes were firm.
"Very good. Next, let's contact the lawyer and publisher... Your teacher finally has a book that needs to be published."
Aaron said: "That is also his last wish."
…
Dickert, the bookseller, walks into the Clark family's living room.
He was slightly fat and had a red rosacea. He took out a handkerchief from his arms, wiped it on his face, and said in a sad tone: "Oh... Bruce... Clark and I are old friends, please don't
So sad, may the Holy Spirit bless his soul!"
After Dickert saw the people in the living room clearly, he couldn't help but be startled again.
Because Bruce didn't seem to be in charge here, Bruce stood up and asked Dickter to sit on the sofa, while a maid served black tea next to him.
During this process, Aaron kept talking to the lawyer on the opposite side.
The lawyer’s name is ‘Bartolo Rogel’, a lawyer from a law firm that cooperates with Clark Das, and was appointed to handle Clark’s estate.
"Please sign here..."
Bartolo looked at Bruce signing an inheritance statement, nodded and smiled: "Mr. Field, according to Mr. Das's will, he donated all the books to the school. In addition, his wife has already died of illness and has no children.
, so I will leave the house and bank property to you. If there is no problem, I will leave first... and then we can make an appointment to go to the bank."
"I have one more thing."
Bruce nodded and said: "I plan to use all of the teacher's cash assets on the publication of his last book. This is why I invited Mr. Ken to come over."
"The last work?" Dickert Ken's eyes lit up: "I wonder what Professor Das's last work was about?"
"Regarding the research on Earl of Green Forest - Aaron Sotos, my teacher made new discoveries in an ancient ruins, a discovery that shocked the historical academic community!"
Bruce had obviously read the book, and said solemnly: "I know that publishing a book requires a lot of time and procedures... but I can pay for it at my own expense, so can I see it published as soon as possible?"
This was a decision he made after discussing it with Aaron.
By publishing the book at your own expense, the process was accelerated as much as possible. After all, Bruce needed to get to Pulmouth as soon as possible and did not have much time to wait.
"No problem!"
Dickert's eyes lit up. In this kind of thing where the author takes the risk, the publisher will certainly not lose money.
He praised: "The research on the Earl of Green Forest has always been a hot topic. To be honest...even if you ask me to help publish it, I think the success rate is very high. Those publishers are even willing to offer a preferential price..."
"Because my teacher has been cooperating with you, I thought of you. The only requirement is that it be done quickly."
Bruce nodded and turned to lawyer Bartolo: "Can you draft an agreement for us? The fee will be charged separately."
"certainly!"
Attorney Bartolo raised his eyebrows and agreed happily.
Bruce then gave part of the manuscript to Dickert.
Well, these manuscripts have been reviewed by Aaron to ensure that no mysterious content is revealed in them.
The most important thing is... he also mixed in some private goods to restore the life of the Green Devil a thousand years ago.
'Well, this feeling of writing an autobiography for yourself is a bit subtle...'
He watched Bruce say goodbye to the book dealer, and he turned to Bartolo: "Bartolo, you are an experienced lawyer who is better at property rights. I also have something I want to entrust you with.
"
"Speaking!"
Bartolo forced himself to hold back his smile, feeling that today was his lucky day, having received three orders in one go.
If this continues, his income may be higher than that of a well-known barrister in the capital!
"Well... I should be acquiring a museum in the near future. I need a legal assistant regarding the transfer of property rights in this area and the subsequent trusteeship issues..."
Aaron is very plain and honest.
"Museum? Which private museum is it?" Bartolo asked curiously.
“No. 1 Green Forest Avenue, Sotos Museum!”
"puff!"
Bartolo was raising his coffee cup, and when he heard this, the coffee in his mouth spurted out. Fortunately, Aaron was no longer opposite him.
"Sorry...ahem..."
Bartolo wiped his clothes with a towel and looked at Aaron in surprise: "Please say it again."
"You heard it right, it's the oldest building in Green Forest City - Sotos Castle."
Aaron spread his hands and made a helpless expression.