Victor only had 1 French card and 50 French points left on him, and he threw them all to the opponent.
The man picked up the banknotes and coins of various denominations, checked their authenticity, and stuffed them under the mattress with great pleasure.
"What a pity. It turns out that you really just came to inquire about that guest. I thought you were deliberately changing the subject to avoid attracting the attention of the people in the town... After all, not all men will come to patronize someone like me."
This guy regards Victor as the kind of person with special quirks.
However, Victor has only entered a spa shop once in his life and has not yet completed anything. He is a single person with little experience at heart. Victor cannot even think about such a thing as a trouble maker.
He was still a little shocked. After coughing, he asked the man in front of him: "Okay! Now that you have taken the money, it's time to answer my question, right? Who gave you the pocket watch?"
The man started to put on his clothes, looked upward, and after thinking for a while, he said: "The guest is quite old. He said he is a worker of Cornwall Energy Company in the iron smelting plant. Do you know Cornwall Energy Company?"
"
Cornwall Energy Company is Thomas Cornwall's property. If Victor wants to inherit the family legacy, he must obtain his consent.
Why did it get involved with that guy again?
Victor touched his chin in confusion.
The man continued: "But it's strange. More than half a year ago, the ironworks was attacked by horse bandits. Many workers died, and work has not resumed since. The customer said that he was a survivor of the attack and is currently unemployed.
, and then prepare to make a living by hunting.”
"Did he tell you his name?"
"Yes, it seems to be... Vincent... Vincent!"
Victor's eyes widened after hearing this. There were too many questions in his mind waiting to be answered. He couldn't wait to ask the man: "Wait a minute, you said he is an ironworks worker? Isn't he the housekeeper of the Damon family?"
"I don't know about this. I'm not familiar with the Damon family. It's only been about half a year since I settled in the town."
The man told Victor everything he knew without hiding anything.
Victor got up from the bed, walked around the room for a few steps with his head lowered, thinking about Vincent's question in his mind.
Judging from all this information, the old butler in the dream is full of mysteries. The Damon family was wiped out, and Victor himself was parasitized by some evil thing. Is it related to him?
Are he and Augusta accomplices?
"Did you know he lives in...?"
Victor raised his head and asked the other party again, but suddenly, his right eyelid twitched wildly, and then he felt slight footsteps outside the house, as if someone was looking around the house.
Before Victor's open mouth could be closed, in an instant! Two loud noises appeared outside the door, the glass shattered, and then a flash of blood appeared in the room, and two bright balls burst out from the chest of the man who had been chatting happily with Victor.
The bloody flower fell down in the next second, unable to move.
Victor was shocked, but before he could make any move, the wooden door was kicked open, the black muzzle of the gun was stretched out, and it was aimed at Victor's chest and shot him!
Victor was knocked to the ground and felt severe pain in his chest. He didn't know whether the bullet penetrated his heart, but his head had already hit the hard old bedside table. The severe pain on the back of his head made Victor's eyes black.
, directly unconscious...
…
It hurts~~!
I don't know how long it took, but Victor groaned and opened his eyes with difficulty. He found himself lying weakly on the moldy wooden floor, with a dull pain in the back of his head. There was a mirror next to him that he had smashed, and the pieces were scattered all over the floor.
His vision gradually became clearer, and wherever he looked, he saw scarlet blood splattered all over the ground.
"Wait...what just happened...did I get shot?"
The sky outside the window was dim and it was almost dusk.
The light and shadow in the room swayed, and the flickering oil lamp on the brown wooden table reflected the shadow of a weird creature twisting on the bed. The sound of chewing continued to be heard, and the broken body of the deceased was constantly being manipulated with the sound.
It adds a lot of horror and impact to the scene in the room.
Victor looked over, his heart suddenly rose to his throat, and he almost screamed.
On that messy bed, there was a ferocious monster eating a human corpse!
And that corpse was obviously that of the man who was engaged in a special job who was still communicating with Victor normally not long ago!
Victor held his breath and inhaled a breath of cold air, not daring to exhale easily so as not to disturb the creature that was eating on the bed.
He touched his chest and found that he still had the same thin coat as before, but the fabric on his chest was damaged and there were marks similar to gunpowder burns.
There was originally a bullet in his jacket pocket, and it hit the golden "immortal guide" on his chest, shattering it!
Victor's eyes widened, and he gently took out the broken gold finger, but was surprised to find that there was something hidden inside the gold finger!
At this time, the sound of chewing on the bed got even louder. Victor's heart was beating wildly, and his eyes were scanning the surroundings for weapons. There were glass shards all over the floor that he couldn't grasp, but he suddenly saw a revolver stuffed under the bed board next to him!
This must be a self-defense weapon that the dead male prostitute hid at home. After all, the security situation in the eastern states is quite bad, and every household should keep a self-defense weapon.
Suddenly, Victor tensed up and quietly reached out and took out the gun.
He was just about to check the ammunition when the sound of heavy boots hurriedly stepping on the wooden platform was heard outside the door.
The strange creature on the bed was immediately stimulated. It suddenly raised its head. Its black eyes were as big as tennis balls. It turned 360 degrees several times, its pointed ears shaped like a bat stood up, and its mouth was full of snarls mixed with blood.
It flows, and the whole body looks like a human-shaped hyena.
Bang bang bang!
Someone was knocking hard on the door outside the house, followed by two men shouting.
The strange creature jumped up immediately, but it did not attack Victor. Instead, it gave up eating the corpse. Before the people outside the door broke into the house, it quickly rushed to the window, smashed the window frame with one head, and fell into a stupor.
Got out.
Then there was a clang, the flimsy wooden door was smashed open, and two men wearing soft felt hats and jackets who looked like local police officers broke in.
As expected, the other party raised his pistol and aimed at the only living person in the room - Victor, who was half lying on the ground with a confused look on his face.
"Put the gun down!"
"Put your hands on your head and squat in the corner!"
The severe scolding made Victor at a loss. He was obviously the victim of a shooting. What on earth were these two sheriffs going crazy about?
But now, he did not dare to disobey the other party, so he could only raise his hands in a hurry to show that he was not in danger, but looked at the police badges on the chests of the other two people to confirm their identities.
"What are your eyes looking at? It's so fucking disgusting."
"Oh... I recognize you! You are the prodigal son of the Damon family, and you came to town to play with men. I never expected that you have such a hobby!"