"What kind of thing is the suture beast you are talking about?" Esther couldn't understand.
This may be a term that only appeared in modern times. At least during the Renaissance, that is, the period when he was buried and sealed, Esther had not heard of the existence of such a thing as a suture beast.
"It is a monster assembled from corpses, containing the limbs of various creatures. I think it should also bring together the advantages and disadvantages of various creatures."
"You know very well." Esther had a suspicious look in his eyes.
"I saw it once, just last night, and it almost killed me." The old man said.
Est glanced at the shovel in the old man's hand. This was no ordinary shovel. Est could tell at a glance that this was the weapon of the tombkeepers and the source of their power.
"As you said, leaving it alone is indeed a problem."
The corpses of Mr. and Mrs. Scutt are in that cemetery. If the gravekeeper is killed, there is no guarantee that he will not do something to a soulless corpse. Even if he doesn't know what a stitch beast is, he still knows.
The existence of corpse puppets.
It is an evil dark magic that is used to control the corpses of dead people. People who use this magic are also commonly known as necromancers.
No one would dislike having an extra thug by their side. Presumably the other party has their sights on this cemetery, and naturally all the corpses in the cemetery.
However, this old man was obviously hiding something.
At least Esther doesn't think that a necromancer would fight the tombkeeper over a corpse in a cemetery. Obviously there is something more attractive to him in that cemetery, which is worth fighting for with an old tombkeeper.
The enemy is still at the moment when the Magic Association is watching the most closely.
"So, you agree?" The old man himself was a little surprised. He didn't expect the vampires to be so easy to talk to. He thought it would take a lot of effort to persuade the other party.
Esther nodded, it was okay if he disagreed with this matter.
After all, it is Lilina's parents who live in the cemetery. If he disagrees, Lilina will definitely get angry at him, and then run to stop the necromancer by herself. In the end, she will be beaten by the necromancer, and then she will be disgraced.
I always feel that my own child is unexpectedly disturbing, so that’s why he didn’t want a dependent in the first place.
Speaking of which, I wonder what happened to that guy.
"But I'm not without conditions."
The old man acted like he was all ears in front of Esther.
"I want you to carry out the transition for the Scotts." Esther put forward his conditions.
"Wat body? It would be fine if the corpses were intact, but the bodies of Mr. and Mrs. Scott are already..." They were already dead. It was too unpleasant to say this, so the old man did not say it out loud.
"That's why we have to cross over. If the body is intact, there is no need." Esther said.
The old man hesitated for a while. It was not very difficult for the tombkeeper to cross the body. The key was how to make up for the missing bodies of the Scutts. This was the difficulty.
"Anyway, I will find a way." The old man said.
"Yeah." Esther nodded, and then said: "When you find it, tell me again, and I will come forward to solve it."
"Thanks you."
At the same time, Albert received a call from his counterparty. The counterparty already knew that there had been an accident with the goods, and he was calling to take accountability.
"I've made it very clear that this was an accident. Besides, I don't dare to swallow such a large batch of goods alone." Albert explained irritably.
"Boy, listen to me. I don't care if it's an accident or something else. I have to get my goods within three days. Otherwise, even if someone is watching over my head, I won't give up. At worst, the fish will die in the end.
"The old man's rich voice issued a final warning.
If Albert was not the son of a congressman, he would have taken action directly, so why would he talk so much nonsense with a little kid?
Albert gritted his teeth. The other party was the largest gangster in Midtown. He almost monopolized most of the black industry. He was a local snake in the city. Even his father had to pay tribute. This transaction was originally negotiated through his father's reputation.
I took it from you, but now I messed it up. I clearly shot myself in the foot.
The only remedy now is to find that batch of goods, otherwise Albert will never be able to survive in this city.
"Sir, we have arrived." The subordinate's voice came from outside the door.
Albert calmed down and said: "Let him come in."
The door was opened, and a middle-aged man in plain clothes walked in, "Sir, what do you want from me?"
"I heard that you were present when that bar collapsed." Esther said straight to the point.
"Yes." the middle-aged man said.
"Very good, then do you remember the man who disappeared out of thin air you saw there?" Albert asked.
For a moment, a confused expression appeared on the middle-aged man's face, as if he was stunned.
Albert frowned, he didn't have much patience.
"Answer me!"
"Yes, I still have some impression." The middle-aged man suddenly came back to his senses and looked at Albert and said.
"Call the painter over and describe what that person looks like." After Albert finished speaking, he asked the middle-aged man to go out.
Speaking of doubts, Albert was somewhat suspicious. He escaped from under the eyes of dozens of policemen and killed dozens of his men without anyone noticing. If you think about it, isn't the other person the same person?
But now, the suspicion is just a suspicion, and he needs to further confirm it. If not, then it is really not worth it to offend such a capable person for no reason. What's more, if these two people are not the same person, he can still invite the other party
Catch the man who stole his goods.
No matter what, this will be the key to him breaking the situation. If there is no other way in the end, then he can only ask his father for help.
Three days, not much, not much, but in three days, to find a person who only exists in portraits in such a huge city is undoubtedly like finding a needle in a haystack. To do this, he needs to use a lot of contacts and
intelligence.
The artist placed the sketch in front of the middle-aged man and asked, "Is that so?"
"Yes, they are already very similar."
The painter nodded and said to Albert's men: "That's it."
Next, hundreds or even thousands of copies of this profile picture will be made and distributed to the underground society all over the city, and then people will start to use their connections to find this person.
Albert didn't believe that after mobilizing such a huge underground network, no one person could be found.
"Bring the portrait to me."
The subordinate handed the portrait to Albert.
When Albert saw the portrait, he was stunned. Although the people in the portrait were a little different, they were very similar. Isn't this the man who took care of Lilina?
"No need to copy." A smile appeared on Albert's face, "I already know who it is."
At the same time, Esther, who was sitting at home, still didn't know that he had been targeted by a man.