Volume 1: The Gate of Flesh and Blood Chapter 110 No surprises!
The morning sun is bright.
Clifford was driving, and Goethe did not choose the passenger seat, but sat in the back seat behind the driver as usual.
This habit was very uncomfortable for Clifford, a professional con man.
Feeling guilty, he always felt that Goethe would strangle him at the next moment.
Even if Goethe always held a book in his hands.
In other words, this made Clifford feel that Goethe was even more dangerous - he had seen the kind of guy who seemed rational on the surface but was actually crazy at heart. Before his outburst, he was almost the same as Goethe now.
"Boss, I've already made the contact."
"Besides us, there is another gentleman who is visiting Mr. Penlt's collection."
"Also, Mr. Penlt welcomes us."
In order to make himself feel better, Clifford began to introduce.
"Um."
Goethe nodded slightly, but his eyes did not leave the book that recorded the [Celtic Blood Sacrifice].
Although he had never learned systematically, Goethe was still able to read the books in his hands with the help of basic [picture and language] - but Goethe never gave up the idea of relying on himself for everything.
As for [Bloody Honor]?
He found that himself.
How can you not rely on yourself?
"Celtic blood sacrifice originated from the Oak Cult. They are very good at transformation and plants. Some of them can even use elements...but this notebook does not record everything."
Goethe felt a trace of regret in his heart.
However, I adjusted my mindset immediately.
This is a gift from Joe Ke Yiner, it's free, why would you be dissatisfied?
Moreover, it is extremely remarkable that Joe Ke Yiner was able to get all these in such a short time.
“Sure enough, those who are able to succeed in a field are definitely not lucky.”
Goethe sighed.
Joe Coyle is considered quite successful in the eyes of ordinary people. Not only does he own a valuable company, he is also very young - around 40 years old, which is definitely young compared to his achievements.
Such people will achieve considerable success even if they enter the extraordinary realm.
It's a pity that something like that happened.
After sighing silently for Joe Kyle and his son again, Goethe looked back at the book in his hands.
While driving and observing Goethe through the rearview mirror, Clifford felt a little nervous.
"This Mr. Pentel was very welcoming and prepared lunch for us."
"If you want to stay overnight, they will provide dinner."
“Of course the cost is included in the tour fee.”
The professional liar couldn't help but say.
“I hope it’s not too bad.”
Goethe said casually.
"How is that possible?"
"A respectable man like Mr. Pentel must employ a good chef."
When Clifford saw that Goethe had finally spoken to him, he immediately began to talk incessantly.
Most of them introduce the collector Pentel.
Very positive, but not specific.
At least, according to the information An provided to Goethe, this collector Pentel was not as respectable as he seemed.
There is no doubt or question about the other party's identity as a 'collector'.
It is impossible for the mastermind behind the scenes to make it up out of thin air and leave such a big loophole.
However, in addition to the identity of "collector", the other party has some other identities.
The other party was a gang member when he was young, and was in charge of accounting.
Taking advantage of the alcohol prohibition at the time, the other gang smuggled alcohol and produced alcohol themselves, making a fortune.
It also became a loss to everyone!
After a gunfight, the territory of the opposing gang was completely divided up.
But cash?
But not a cent.
This became an urban legend at the time - the 'disappearing dark gold'.
About twenty years later, Pentel reappeared, changed his appearance and became a businessman with his current name. As he grew older, he gradually withdrew from the business circle and became active as a collector.
And what about what happened to the other person in the past?
It was discovered by an old man at that time who was watching TV by chance.
The other party just felt that Pentel looked a little familiar.
Subsequent investigations revealed Pentel's true identity.
But it was of .
Two days later, the other person was hit and killed on the road by a drunk driver. After running over him several times, the driver got out of the car and called the police, saying that he had hit someone and ran over him several times in a panic.
As for how An knew?
Goethe did not ask.
This policewoman obviously has her own secrets just like him.
We are all pretty good friends.
It’s okay to help each other and have a meal together.
There is no need to cause any conflicts because of such trivial matters.
Goethe's professional experience in his hometown had already taught him what propriety meant.
As for whether Pentel will cooperate with the person behind the scenes?
Most likely not.
Even for the sake of subsequent plans, the person behind the scenes needs to ensure the smooth progress of this "visit" and ignore his own existence.
At least!
If there are further tests, everything needs to be within a reasonable range!
After driving for about half an hour, they arrived at the manor where Pentel was.
That’s right!
It's a manor!
A small path was opened from the side of the road, leading directly to the manor.
"This Mr. Pentel was once a friend of the city councillor, the councillor who had the car accident before. The two of them cooperated on many projects in Star City. Finally, at the suggestion of the city councillor, Mr. Pentel funded the construction of this road that can lead directly to the manor."
As Clifford drove along this road, he couldn't help but admire it.
Goethe continued to read the book, but he observed his surroundings with the help of the vision of the [Raven Spirit].
As the car just drove onto the road, he keenly noticed that he was being watched.
Although he just glanced at it.
But it's not friendly.
"This is?"
Goethe looked at the group of fully armed men and frowned secretly.
There are ten people in this team.
The number of people is not large.
But the weapons and equipment are so complete.
They were not just equipped with pistols, but mainly submachine guns. Everyone had a grenade hanging on his chest. There were also snipers and machine gunners. Not far away there was a military jeep covered with camouflage.
There are heavy machine guns and three rocket launchers on it.
Goethe was not surprised that Pentel had such an armed force.
Given the other party's past, it wouldn't be too careful for the other party to be.
He was curious about...
These people also seemed to be heading towards Pentel Manor.
"Could it be that guy's arrangement?"
While Goethe put the book into his backpack, he sent a text message to Ann.
When the car drove into the manor, Goethe immediately discovered something wrong.
The land just on the side of the road leading into the estate seemed to have been turned over not long ago.
According to the size of the flipped area, it seems...
Just enough to bury one person?
“Is this a return to the old ways?”
Goethe thought about it, but didn't meddle in it.
He knew very well the purpose of his coming to Pent Manor today: [Bloody Honor].
Clifford parked the car and politely opened the door for Godra.
When Goethe got out of the car, an old man came down the steps.
The other person had gray hair, unconcealable wrinkles on his face, and a slightly plump body, but he walked quite agilely.
"Is it Mr. Goethe Winchester?"
"I've been hearing your name a lot lately."
"Welcome to my manor."
“I hope you have a wonderful day here.”
The old man welcomed Goethe with a smile on his face.
"certainly."
Goethe also smiled, shook hands with the other party, and then walked into the main building of the manor shoulder to shoulder with the other party. The waiter took Colliford to the lounge - only one person could visit for 10,000 yuan, and Colliford stayed outside, although the money was paid by Colliford.
From the outside, the manor looks like a pastoral village.
Mainly made of white birch, it looks casual, simple and unobtrusive.
But when you walk inside, the main body of the building is made of white marble, giving people a sense of heaviness.
The two are not contradictory, but rather extremely harmonious.
Undoubtedly, the designer hired at the beginning was expensive.
Of course, it could be free.
Because there is a high probability that the designer will never leave here.
After all, the other party designed a fairly practical fortress.
As soon as he walked in, Goethe discovered more than one firing point.
Very well hidden.
But the heartbeat is still there.
So, if the designer's bones were dug out from a wall, Goethe would not be surprised at all.
Or in the forest beside the road outside the manor.
It grew so densely that there must be more than one body buried in it.
After walking through a long corridor with Pentel, Goethe saw a middle-aged man wearing glasses and looking very gentle in the hall at the end of the corridor.
The other person should be the person that Clifford mentioned as visiting with him.
"This is Mr. Zachry."
"This is Mr. Goethe Winchester."
Pentel introduced the two parties.
"Goethe Winchester?"
"The 'folklorist'?"
The other party was stunned, then blurted out .
As Goethe continues to gain popularity, his recognition has now reached 60%. Anyone who has paid attention to the news recently has undoubtedly heard of this name.
“It’s such an honor to meet you!”
"If possible, I hope you can tell me more folk stories. I am a freelance writer, and I am really curious about your experiences!"
The other party shook hands with Goethe excitedly.
However, the other person's heartbeat was unusually calm.
Not nearly as excited as he appeared.
"OK."
"But I hope that's after I see all those weapons and armor - how about lunch?"
Goethe said with a smile.
"no problem."
The other party agreed immediately.
Looking at the two people who were having a pleasant conversation, Pentel also smiled.
When it comes to group visits, what he worries most about is conflicts among the guests.
Because that would not only result in loss of money, but would also affect his reputation.
If his reputation is damaged, he will lose more money.
Pentel didn't want that to happen.
Fortunately, that didn't happen today.
"Mr. George is a great man. Many people call him Saint George, but his descendants are not so lucky."
"We know that Sir George had six wives and at least twenty-two mistresses - these were recorded because each of them gave birth to at least one child for Sir George."
"But unfortunately, most of these children died."
"Most of the remaining half also encountered various accidents in adulthood."
"It's as if there's some curse in Sir George's blood. As long as he has fame, he will definitely encounter misfortune!"
"Among the weapons in my collection, at least three can be confirmed to be stained with the blood of Sir George."
"They are also called 'bloody antiques' by collectors. Many people hate them, but many people like them very much."
"I?"
“It’s the latter!”
As Pentel led Goethe and Zachli downstairs, he introduced his collection.
When he reached the underground, the collector pushed open the door at the end.
Suddenly, many weapons and armor came into Goethe's eyes.
From the earliest cold weapons and swords.
From modern matchlock rifles to modern muskets, we have everything.
Goethe even found an old-fashioned cannon weighing several tons in a corner.
It was as if an exhibition of weapons from the past two hundred years appeared before Goethe.
However, what attracted Goethe most were the three weapons placed in the middle.
A dagger, a long sword, and a flintlock.
All three items were covered with bulletproof glass and were well protected.
"Gentlemen, if you want to touch, remember to wear gloves."
Pentel smiled and handed over two pairs of gloves.
Why does it cost 10,000 yuan to visit?
The ability to touch is the biggest selling point.
After taking the gloves, Goethe put them on, asked Pentel to confirm them, and then he walked towards the three weapons impatiently.
The bulletproof glass slowly fell down, and Goethe picked up the dagger first.
[A well-preserved dagger: It was once used by one of George's descendants for self-defense, but facing a group of sudden robbers, such a dagger did not play any role, but instead became a murder weapon that cut the owner's throat. ]
[Get Bloody Honor X1]
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[Well-preserved longsword: As one of the duelist's longswords, it was once full of glory. It won at least 6 victories for its owner. Until it was exposed that it was covered with snake venom, its owner was spurned and it was abandoned in a corner. But it was once a real murder weapon, at least that's what it was believed to be in that era.]
[Get Bloody Honor x2]
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[A well-preserved flintlock rifle: In order to improve his shooting skills, the former owner kept practicing until he accidentally hit a descendant of George who was passing by.]
[Get Bloody Honor x1]
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Goethe touched them one by one. Although his face remained expressionless, his heart was filled with ecstasy for this harvest.
Zachli on the side also pretended to pick up a long sword that looked sharper.
The visitor frowned, seemingly unable to confirm the origin of the sword.
"This is a weapon from the Poppen Dynasty. It is rumored to be the sword worn by the last prince. Although there is no clear historical record, the forging process of the sword, the patterns on the hilt, and the gems all confirm this to me."
Pentel introduced the long sword.
“So that’s how it is!”
Zachary nodded in understanding.
Then he put the sword on Pentel's neck.
The visitor smiled and said:
"Robbery!"
