Volume 1: The Gate of Flesh and Blood Chapter 12 When Goethe suspected a trap...
Dr. Hood is dead?!
Goethe frowned.
I just asked Swart to investigate and the other party died. This is too much of a coincidence.
If Goethe had only suspected that the other party was suspicious before, now he could be sure that there must be something wrong with the other party!
"It's suicide!"
"He left a suicide note, saying that he... poisoned your grandfather, and then, feeling guilty, he chose to commit suicide."
Swart added.
Goethe sneered.
Feeling guilty?
Anyone who believes it is a fool.
It is highly likely that the 'Killer in the Fog' discovered that Swart had sent someone to investigate, so he decided to go all out and kill the person to silence him.
Or maybe…
The other party is innocent!
Just because the 'Mist Killer' discovered Swart's investigation, so he killed Dr. Hood and set a trap for him?
Another speculation occurred to Goethe's mind.
However, Goethe still tends to believe the former, that it was the "Killer in the Fog" who killed people to silence them, and then set traps to lure them.
"Where is the body?"
Goethe asked.
"It's still at Huo De's house. I didn't let my men move."
"I'll wait for you to go investigate the scene together."
The sheriff said this with a flattering smile.
Although Goethe was younger than him, Swart had seen Goethe's abilities.
He knew very well that if he wanted to get a higher position, he had to have good relationships with people like Goethe.
Moreover, his deceased businessman father once advised him at the last moment: Leave professional matters to professionals, and you just need to give your support.
Swart took this advice to heart.
This is also the reason why he could become the sheriff despite his mediocre abilities and numerous flaws.
At a glance, Goethe roughly guessed what Swart was thinking.
But Goethe didn't care.
The two sides are cooperating.
Everyone gets what they need, that's enough.
"Walk!"
Goethe said and walked out.
However, when he reached the door, he stopped and emphasized——
"Remember to contact Morey!"
"besides……"
"Prepare something powerful!"
…
Tree-lined upper block, near Pinewood Avenue.
It can be regarded as the core area of Lust, and many people above the middle class are happy to choose here .
This place is both more prosperous and safer than the tree-lined streets.
It is more cost-effective than Songzi Street District, which is really a rare place.
Dr. Hodder lives here.
Of course, being the Goethe family's personal physician alone was not enough to support one's life here. Dr. Hood was the personal physician of five families, one of whom was said to be a noble.
Every time Dr. Hood talked about this, he looked very proud.
The Kingdom of Tesin was founded more than one hundred and twenty years ago. The new nobles had long since become old nobles, while some of the original old nobles had declined, while others were still thriving - the king might change, but the nobles would last forever.
This is what George I said.
Considered as truth by many.
It was also sneered at by many people.
And Dr. Hood is undoubtedly the former.
However, the once proud and proud Dr. Hood was now hanging on the beam on the first floor like a sausage.
"Where's Morey?"
After jumping off the carriage, Goethe asked Swart.
"You don't really think I can command that lord?"
"I have sent someone to inform that lord."
"But if that adult shows up, it won't be up to me to decide."
The sheriff said, shrugging.
Goethe expressed his understanding and then walked towards the house.
"Sheriff!"
The patrolman guarding the door saluted immediately when he saw Swart approaching.
Swart nodded and looked at Goethe who was standing at the door of the house and looking around.
The house in front of me is a two-story building with a garden.
At this time, the bright morning sunshine shines on the neatly trimmed lawn and the white fence. On one side of the lawn, there is a white lounge chair and a round table, and a folded parasol stands next to it. Just imagine , on a hot afternoon, opening the parasol, holding a glass of iced drink, lying on a lounge chair and looking around, a sense of comfort will arise spontaneously.
Not to mention other things, this one item alone is much better than Guta Street.
Guta Street opens onto a street, which is not only noisy but also unsafe.
The furnishings in the room further demonstrate the doctor's wealth.
A set of silver tea set is placed on one side of the kitchen.
Goethe remembered that his grandfather seemed to have a set as well, but he only took it out during festivals and kept it carefully at other times. No one knew where it was except his grandfather himself.
This is the difference!
Goethe sighed, walked to the other side of the lawn, and continued to look at the living room through the window.
As for going in?
Knowing the trap, Goethe would never go in.
Unless Morey shows up, then it will be fine if the other party goes in first.
Goethe would only go in if the danger was eliminated.
Otherwise, be sure to maintain a safe distance.
Through this window, on a table, Goethe saw Dr. Hood's "suicide note".
"Bring me that suicide note."
Goethe said to Swart.
"Bring me that suicide note."
Swart said to the patrolman beside him.
The patrolman looked to the side...
Empty.
He turned his head again, looked at Swart, and pointed at himself.
The patrolman was no fool. The fact that Goethe and Swart did not enter the scene at all made him guess that it was very dangerous inside.
“Go quickly!”
"Don't dawdle!"
Swart urged.
A higher-ranking official can crush a person to death. The patrolman walked in with a sad face, picked up the suicide note and ran back.
“Good job!”
Swart praised him and picked up the suicide note to give it to Goethe.
However, Goethe did not take it at all, and just let Swart hold it while he looked at it.
Goethe was worried that it might be poisonous or something.
This action made Swart pale.
The hands holding the suicide note began to tremble.
"Don't shake."
Goethe let out a low cry, and after Swart's palm stopped shaking, he could finally make out the scribbled words on it.
It was me who killed old Wayne, injecting him with poison with a syringe.
Then, I hid the truth.
But, I still have a conscience.
My heart was in agony.
Fortunately, I chose to be free.
Hodder, Z
Qi.D1888.6.11
…
The suicide note was somewhat confusing, as if the author was really suffering before his death.
But Goethe didn't believe it at all.
He turned around and began to search the room through the window for the syringe mentioned in the suicide note.
If his guess was correct, then this syringe should have the words "Bloody Honor" on it.
Soon, when Goethe turned around again, he found Hood's medical kit at the junction of the corridor and the living room.
It can be seen that Dr. Hood attaches great importance to his medical kit and uses a three-legged round coffee table to place the medical kit separately.
However, at this time, the medical kit was half opened.
This contradicts the original emphasis.
A person who values medical kits would never open them so casually.
Even if it is opened, it will be closed again afterwards.
unless……
The other person is dead.
Naturally, Goethe had this picture in his mind:
In the morning, Dr. Hood checked his medical bag again before going out.
Just as he had opened half of the medical kit, a rope was put around his neck from behind.
The other party is very strong.
Dr. Hood lost his ability to resist almost instantly.
Then, he suffocated to death.
"Go get the syringe."
Goethe said to Swart.
The sheriff immediately looked at his subordinates beside him.
"Me again?!"
The subordinate walked in with a sad face.
This time, the subordinate was even faster than before. He picked up the syringe and ran out.
Unlike the syringes in his hometown, this syringe was made of glass and metal, and the amount of medicine that could be injected was far less than the syringe in Goethe's memory, although it was much larger in size.
Goethe thought for a moment, tore off a seat cover from the carriage, and touched the syringe through the seat cover.
The next moment, words began to appear before my eyes——
[Slightly damaged syringe (Bloody Honor): This is a syringe that has been used for more than three years. It can effectively inject about 10ml of medicine. Although the user has done his best to maintain it, it has reached the point where it needs to be replaced due to an accidental fall - even if it cannot be seen from the outside! It was a deliberate murder. The user made it subvert the original purpose of curing diseases and saving lives! ]
【Get bloody honor! 】
…
Goethe's mouth curled up.
Not only did he gain another [Bloody Honor], making him now have two [Bloody Honors], but Goethe also discovered that even with some obstacles, he could still gain [Bloody Honors].
"Any findings?"
I had been staring at Goldswott and saw Goethe smile, so I couldn't help but ask.
"Um."
“Somewhat.”
Goethe nodded first, then glanced at Dr. Hood hanging there through the window and said, "I don't know anything else, but one thing is certain... Hood did not commit suicide."
"Was he silenced?"
Swart lowered his voice and looked towards the fence gate behind him, his leather shoes moving towards it.
The sheriff was about to leave.
Although he agreed to help Goethe, he also told Goethe that it was only under the premise of "safety".
If there is any danger, he will withdraw.
And Goethe?
Run faster than Swart.
Almost as soon as Swart was ready, Goethe had already rushed out and left Dr. Hood's lawn.
By the time Swart reacted and turned around to run, Goethe came back carrying a box.
The lid of the box had already been opened, and rows of explosives were neatly stacked inside.
One of them has been lit.
Rushing to the door of Dr. Hood's house, Goethe threw the box of explosives on his shoulder directly inside.
Bang!
With a heavy sound, the explosives in the box jumped upwards.
At the same time, Dr. Hood, who was hanging in the air, began to struggle.
The corpse...
Resurrected!
In a ferocious and terrifying posture.
Snap!
The strong rope was torn apart by Dr. Hood, who had come back from the dead.
Dr. Hood, who had come back from the dead, fell from mid-air and landed right on the explosives, just as the fuse of the explosives had burned to the end.
boom!
