Volume 1: The Gate of Flesh and Blood Chapter 102 Steinbeck Breathing Method!

Goethe was all too familiar with the smell of blood and corpses.

Even if the other party tried to cover it up with something like air freshener, it was still too pungent.

To better cover up the smell, the body should be bled out immediately, the internal organs and brain tissue removed, and then the body should be refrigerated. This can effectively reduce the smell.

The remaining offal tissue is best smoked.

Goethe had never tried it, but two of his colleagues told him about it when he was in his hometown.

Although he didn't know whether it was true or not, Goethe believed that it was probably true.

At least, much more professional than the man in front of him.

“Get lost!”

"This is private territory!"

"No outsiders are welcome!"

The other party shouted at Goethe.

"outsider?"

"Are you the owner of this place?"

Goethe asked with a smile.

Although the other person walked out of the room, he was definitely not the owner of the house - the owner of the house would never enter the room wearing shoes covered with garden mud, leaving a row of conspicuous footprints.

Especially when there are slippers at the door.

Hearing Goethe's words, the already ferocious man in front of him immediately showed a fierce look in his eyes.

He drew the dagger from his waist and stabbed Goethe.

Very fast and quite accurate.

Without the slightest hesitation.

Obviously a veteran.

Then, Goethe grabbed his wrist.

Card!

With his extraordinary [Unarmed Combat] + [Grappling Mastery], Goethe easily removed the opponent's wrist.

Then, lift it up and kick it.

Bang!

Crotch kick!

The chicken and the egg are broken.

The other person collapsed to the ground, holding his crotch, his eyes rolled back.

Goethe kicked the opponent lightly on the neck again, and stopped only after confirming that the opponent was unconscious.

He did not kill the other person directly. After all, he was a "folklorist" now. When he encountered an attacker, he would defend himself and naturally call the police.

However, before that, he picked up the dagger from the other person's hand.

No response.

Um?

Goethe frowned, immediately had a guess in his mind, and walked towards the room.

The room, like the one outside, is very old.

However, it should have been fairly clean before.

And now?

It had already been torn to pieces by the attacker.

The valuables had already been packed up and placed on the ground.

Goethe examined the package and soon made a discovery.

It was a rusty dagger.

The blade was covered in rust, but the hilt was inlaid with an emerald.

When Goethe's fingers touched the dagger, a prompt appeared:

[The dagger inlaid with gemstones: It was first forged as a gift for a lady, but the lady didn't like it very much and sold it to a merchant after her birthday, along with other gifts from men, in exchange for a considerable sum of money. When the craftsman who made the dagger learned about this, he found the merchant to redeem it, and then used the dagger to kill the lady. The craftsman was also sentenced to death. In the end, the dagger was handed over to the judge at the time for safekeeping as a murder weapon.]

【Get Bloody Honor X1!】

…

Apparently, that lady is the descendant of the 'Mad King'.

But the boat capsized.

Goethe made no comment on this.

He just continued to rummage through the package.

There are no more [Bloody Honor] items.

To be on the safe side, Goethe also consulted a divination expert.

After confirming that there was indeed no [Bloody Honor] item here, he called the police.

The police showed up soon after.

Xiusta and Ann.

Xiusta, who had not slept all night, did not look sleepy. Instead, he examined the scene with great energy.

An looked at Goethe with a questioning look.

After confirming that Goethe was not injured, he looked at the unconscious attacker on the ground.

The man's hands were handcuffed behind his back.

An obviously noticed that the other person's wrist had been removed, but he ignored it.

She is a police officer, not a doctor.

What she wants to do is arrest criminals.

As for treatment?

Hand it over to Kalifah.

The forensic pathologist in the bureau is also a doctor. He has his own forensic studio and has signed a long-term cooperation contract with the bureau.

"Is this a prisoner?"

"Tsk, he will never be a man again."

"An, you're too cruel!"

"Be careful, the director wants you to go for psychological treatment!"

Wearing a white coat, high heels, long wavy hair and bright lipstick, Jialifa, who looked nothing like a forensic doctor, but was actually a forensic doctor, appeared at the scene. She only took a glance at the attacker on the ground and couldn't help but look at An.

Although she had seen some prisoners injured by An before, this was the first time she had seen such serious injuries.

"Not me."

"It is Goethe."

An shook his head and looked at Goethe beside him.

Suddenly, Jialifa became interested.

In fact, when Xusta sent the news that Ann was in love to a group of people, everyone in the police station became curious about Goethe Winchester. They all wanted to see what kind of man was like who could attract the heart of Ice Cube Ann.

Kalifah is no exception.

Even the female forensic doctor was so bold as to walk up to Goethe.

"Goethe Winchester?"

"The high school student who calls himself a 'folklorist'?"

"Aren't you a scholar?"

Garifa asked.

"As a 'folklorist', it's normal for you to have learned some fighting techniques, right?"

Goethe replied with a smile.

"That's not just some fighting technique. Even some martial arts gym owners can't perform this kind of 'breaking bones and tendons' technique."

Jialifa said with certainty.

"Maybe it's luck?"

"Excuse me."

Goethe smiled, pointed at Xusta who was standing there, and walked over quickly.

He also sensed trouble with this woman.

I don't want to get entangled with the other party.

"That guy is a wanted criminal. He has committed robbery and murder before."

"I don't know where I heard that the owner of this house was an antique dealer before he went bankrupt. So, ready to take another risk, he climbed over the fence, stabbed the owner to death with a knife, and dumped the body in the basement."

"Goethe, how did you find out that something was wrong here?"

Xiusta asked curiously.

Goethe had already caught a glimpse of the reporter not far away from the corner of his eye. Faced with such a question, he naturally could not say that all this was a coincidence.

After a brief pause, Goethe gave the answer he had prepared long ago.

"I heard the howling of the dead."

Um?

The howling of the dead?

Xiusta obviously didn't expect this answer and looked confused.

The reporters who had been listening with their ears perked up not far away were excitedly pressing shutter buttons and holding up their cameras and microphones.

"Sir, you just said you heard the wailing of the dead?"

"Is this true?"

"Excuse me, are you a psychic?"

Regardless of the era, journalists' acumen has never changed.

They found out big news.

Similarly, Goethe's ability to deal with reporters remained the same as always.

He needed their publicity.

"Yes."

“It’s true.”

"I 'm not a medium, I'm a 'folklorist'."

After saying this, Goethe stood up straight and tried to look as indifferent as possible.

Unlike the great writer Poirot Marple who is approachable and approachable.

'Folklorist' Winchester should be more indifferent.

This will make it seem more mysterious.

Only in this way can it be more attractive.

After all, his [Main Mission] requires the approval of others.

Media publicity is one of the best ways.

Even with today's reports, the incident at Green High School last night only gave him 2% approval rating. The public's attention was obviously attracted by the attack and death of the city councilman.

today?

No more!

After confirming that his photo and video would appear on tomorrow's news, Goethe turned and looked at Xiusta.

"Can I leave now?"

"Do you still need to take notes?"

Goethe asked.

"Just make a simple record first. That guy is a wanted criminal."

"Don't worry, you are acting in self-defense."

The enthusiastic and kind male police officer comforted Goethe.

It was obvious that the other party was worried that Goethe had some psychological burden.

While Goethe was taking notes, Garifa, who was not far away, came up to Ann.

"He doesn't look attractive, does he?"

"Just an ordinary high school student."

"It's pretty stinky."

"certainly!"

"I admit that his fighting skills are very strong!"

Garifa was obviously dissatisfied with Goethe's "escape" just now.

Jialifa is not only good at medicine, but also psychology. Therefore, through the micro-expression just now, she can be sure that Goethe left just because he didn't want to pay attention to her.

"Um."

An nodded without saying anything else, but in his heart, he knew that Goethe must have honed such skills in order to fight those monsters.

"What's um?"

"Don't you want to explain?"

"You are in love with him!"

Jialifa looked at his friend and couldn't help but complain.

"Uh-huh?!"

Ann's tone began to change and she turned to look at her friend.

"Is it really Xiusta who is spreading rumors?"

"I said, how is that possible?"

"You clearly promised me that you would be single with me."

Jialifa handed the phone to An.

An glanced at the group message and returned it to his friend calmly.

revenge?

We are all adults, not children, revenge or anything like that...

Of course you have to do it hard!

As he was saying goodbye to Goethe, Shusta suddenly felt a chill all over his body.

"Has the weather changed?"

Xiusta looked up at the sky which had darkened at some point, and muttered to himself.

After completing the necessary procedures, Goethe couldn't wait to return to the "Folklore Research Institute" and clicked on the "Steinbeck Breathing Method".

"[Bloody Honor] Learn [Steinbeck Breathing]!"

Goethe, who was previously stuck due to the lack of [Bloody Honor], finally felt comfortable at this moment.

Lines of text began to appear before his eyes.

[Steinbeck Breathing Method (Basic): When the "knowledge of witches" was made public by the "Mad King", the ancestor of the Steinbeck family was the first to come into contact with this "knowledge". Although his talent was not outstanding, he was diligent and adventurous. Combining the knowledge he learned and through continuous practice, he found a way to improve his talent, although the process was quite long and painful.]

[Effect: Heart +0.1]

(Note: This secret technique can increase your level)

…

Goethe looked at the words before him with delight.

The owner of the Pine Nut Hotel did not deceive him.

It really can improve your 'talent'!

[Heart] increased again, and Goethe immediately felt the difference.

It was a very mysterious feeling, just like on a hot summer night, when you are sitting on the side of the road eating skewers and then you drink an ice beer in one gulp. I don’t know why, but it just feels good.

The more practical benefit is that the number of [Crows] will double to 200.

And then there is…

Divination!

Goethe clearly felt that the world before him was different from the 'anchor world', and his divination accuracy became extremely high.

"Is it because the mystery fades and the interference decreases?"

Goethe guessed.

He couldn't be sure.

However, one thing is certain.

That means he can find [Bloody Honor] more easily.

Moreover, [Steinbeck Breathing] is a secret technique that can be upgraded!

If he continues like this, his [heart] will become stronger and stronger, just like entering a virtuous circle, and everything will become easier.

But the conditions that took [Steinbeck Breathing] to the next level surprised Goethe.