Volume 1: The Gate of Flesh and Blood Chapter 14: Break and Lunch

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boom!

Broken limbs and arms flew up.

This time, Goethe could be sure that Faro was deader than dead.

He walked over and looked down at Farrow's torn body.

The other party possesses extraordinary power!

The resurrection of Hood's corpse was caused by the other party!

Goethe was quite sure of this.

After all, the other party was too conspicuous.

In fact, after the explosion, Goethe, who seemed to have boarded the carriage, was searching for anything unusual around him.

Although he didn't know what power was used to resurrect Hood's corpse.

But, he knew one thing.

Someone must have seen him carrying the explosives and chose to 'resurrect' Hood's body immediately!

There are not many places nearby where one can see him carrying a box of explosives.

First, the second floor of Dr. Hood’s house.

The second is the single-family building across from Dr. Hood’s house.

Among them, Dr. Hood's house had been bombed.

So, only the house opposite was left.

Therefore, after getting on the bus again, Goethe's attention was mostly focused there.

However, he was not sure.

Because he was just speculating based on common sense, but the other party possessed extraordinary powers and was very likely to use extraordinary powers to observe.

However, as almost everyone in the tree-lined street came out because of the explosion, and only this house remained motionless, Goethe's attention was focused on this house.

Then, when Goethe saw that the door of the house was finally opened, but the person who came out seemed to have no curiosity and instead walked out of the block, he was sure that there was something wrong with the other party.

Finally, when the other party exclaimed, Goethe was sure of the other party.

Goethe walked over and began to examine the body.

After the explosion, naturally there was nothing valuable left.

However, Goethe still looked at it carefully.

Goethe had too much curiosity about the 'extraordinary'!

Why do they have powers that ordinary people don't have?

Where does such power come from?

Curiosity drove Goethe.

Therefore, when Swart rushed over, he saw Goethe squatting there, examining the broken limbs inch by inch. The focused look on his face while holding a piece of arm almost made the sheriff exclaim "pervert".

"Cough, cough, cough."

The sheriff coughed a few times, interrupting Goethe's concentration.

Goethe looked up and saw the sheriff pointing around.

The residents of the tree-lined street once again gathered around curiously.

"Return to the police station for further study."

"Um."

Faced with the sheriff's proposal, Goethe did not refuse.

He lowered his hat and returned to the carriage.

Swart stood there, and when the residents of the tree-lined street came to him, sadness and helplessness appeared on the face of the sheriff again, and he said slowly -

"This is another gas leak!"

"It's the same gas leak accident as the one at Dr. Hood's house before!"

"I don't know if the remaining gas equipment in the block is safe, but I suggest everyone leave for now and wait until the gas company staff inspects it before reoccupying it."

After saying this, the sheriff looked at the body on the ground and couldn't help but sigh.

"What?"

"Another gas explosion?"

"The gas company staff will definitely do a perfunctory job!"

"That's right."

"How could the directors of those companies care about us for their own benefit?"

As people who are above the middle class, residents living in the upper block of Boulevard Street know all too well what the gas company will do.

Look at the corpse on the ground!

They don't want to end up like this.

And that charred ground!

Who can guarantee that the gas will not continue to leak?

Many residents seemed to be frightened and began to take two steps back.

More residents turned their eyes to Swart.

"Sheriff Swart, we need your help. You just shot down a group of dangerous guys for us yesterday, so I'm sure you wouldn't mind continuing to help us now."

They all read this morning's newspaper.

The Swat in front of him was undoubtedly a trustworthy person.

"Yes, Sheriff."

"We need you to supervise!"

Faced with the sounds around him, Swart was delighted in his heart, but he looked embarrassed on the surface.

"I still have work..."

"Don't worry, we won't let you delay your work!"

"We will explain to the director that you had to work overtime for us!"

The sheriff said, but before he could finish his words, he was interrupted by the people around him.

"All right."

"In this case, I will supervise the gas company to re-inspect and repair this place."

Swart finally nodded.

Such a promise made the people around cheer.

When Swart returned to the carriage and left, the surrounding residents waved goodbye to him in a friendly manner.

Sitting back in his seat, Swart kept a smile on his face.

He was in a very good mood.

This is a windfall.

If done properly, most of the money previously spent on buying merits from Goethe can be recovered.

Moreover, we can also gain the support of the residents in the tree-lined streets.

Compared to those homeless civilians, the support of the residents here is undoubtedly more important if he wants to go further.

It really kills two birds with one stone.

Thinking of this, Swart couldn't help but hum a little tune.

Goethe closed his eyes and thought, and couldn't help frowning.

Swart's little tune is very unpleasant.

"Give me half."

Goethe said this, and the tune that Swart was humming suddenly stopped.

"What?"

"Goethe, what are you talking about?"

"What do you mean by splitting in half? I don't understand what you mean at all."

The sheriff began to play dumb.

"Gas company, supervision, support from the upper block of Boulevard."

Goethe spoke lightly about what Swart cared about.

"But I fought for this myself!"

The sheriff argued.

"You can't fight for it without me."

After Goethe finished speaking, he closed his eyes again and ignored Swart.

The sheriff was also wise enough to choose not to make excuses.

Because he was sure that if he continued to quibble, it would not be divided in half.

"Damn Goethe!"

"Why are you so sharp!"

The sheriff roared in his heart, and then he immediately made a decision to "squeeze more money" from the gas company to make up for his losses.

As for the falling out with Goethe?

The sheriff wouldn't dare.

Having witnessed Goethe's cruelty and ruthlessness several times, the sheriff chose to live according to his heart.

certainly!

More importantly, Goethe could bring him enough benefits.

Although every time it comes with danger.

This made him realize that he had to please Goethe, otherwise who could he rely on when danger came?

So, back at the police station, when Goethe came back from the morgue after examining Farrow's body, Swart had already prepared lunch.

"Beef stew, steamed potatoes, celery stew, molasses tart."

“I can assure you that this is the best lunch in the area.”

Swart said this, handing Goethe the knife and fork.

The stewed beef is served in a pot. The beef is cut into thumb-sized cubes and simmered over low heat. There is a hint of wine in it, which makes the meat flavor even richer.

Steamed potatoes are made by steaming the whole washed potatoes in a steamer, and four in total are placed on a plate.

Stewed celery is boiled celery in water, which exudes the unique flavor of celery.

What Goethe cared about most was the molasses tower.

He had never eaten anything like it before.

There were about five muffins stacked on top of each other, with yellow-brown molasses poured down from the top.

The rich sweetness makes you salivate.

Swart had already put a steaming potato on his plate with a fork and was peeling it with a knife. He said, "The two guys you brought back earlier don't have criminal records, but they are probably repeat offenders. I'll have someone take special care of them for two days, and they'll tell the truth. I've already had someone sell the revolvers and daggers they had."

After saying that, he placed three gold bills with a face value of $1 in front of Goethe.

Goethe put the three gold notes into his wallet, picked up a steamed potato, but did not peel it. He crushed it on his plate, and then poured the beef stew with the soup on it.

The soft potatoes turned from orange to dark yellow after absorbing the gravy. He scooped a piece of mashed potatoes and beef into his mouth. It was soft yet chewy, and the unique thickness of the beef made Goethe scoop another spoonful.

Next, I took two bites of the crisp celery.

As for the molasses tower, I shared it with Swart in half.

Ten minutes later, Goethe, who had eaten and drunk his fill, spoke again .

"What do you know about Morey?"

Swart, who had been drowsy after the meal, sat up straight in his chair.

"I don't know much about Lord Morey. He came to Lust a month ago to connect with us on 'special matters', and the Lord who connected with us before has not appeared since three days ago."

"We didn't dare to ask too much about this matter. Fortunately, Lord Morey is easier to get along with than we thought. It's just that his mobility is not as good as the previous Lord, but it's still pretty good."

"So, it's normal that he didn't show up just now. It has happened before, but after the fact, Lord Morey will respond."

"By the way, the 'Black Sail Security Company' was also established after Lord Morey came. Except for a young man, it is just an empty shell."

One month ago!

Hearing this time point, Goethe narrowed his eyes.

The accident happened at 'his house', also a month ago!

Is it a coincidence?

Or is there any connection?

Also, the official person in charge of "special affairs" who had previously contacted Swart should not have disappeared without a trace.

There was an accident!

That's why Morey appears here!

What caused the accident was...

'Killer in the fog'!

There was a gleam in Goethe's eyes.

As for the slow response?

Maybe it's because of insufficient manpower?

Morey should be tracking down the "Mist Killer" and has no more energy to take care of other things.

That's why the 'Black Sail Security Company' was established!

but……

It was obvious that the young man in the security company was unable to act on his own.

Thinking of the other party's indifference this morning, Goethe naturally thought of the corpse in the morgue.

If the other party was facing the corpse.

I'm afraid he will be killed easily?

Goethe was quite sure of this.

Even though the body was in pieces, he could still see some basic information.

For example: muscular!

That is a level that even people who exercise all year round cannot reach. Even professionals need extremely high talent and hard training to achieve it.

He wasn't even sure he could face such a person with his bare hands.

Not to mention, the other party also possesses 'supernatural powers'!

As for the young man in the 'Black Sail Security Company', does he also possess similar 'supernatural powers'?

If anything, Swart should have been more 'respectful' to the other party instead of addressing him casually.

Although they had only known each other for a short time, Goethe had already learned something or other about Swart's character.

As his thoughts turned back, Goethe thought of the corpse again.

With muscles like that, it's impossible for the opponent to dodge so slowly.

"Is it because I killed Dr. Hood who came back from the dead, and the 'supernatural power' affected me, that made it so easy for me to kill him?"

Goethe guessed again.

However, Goethe was not sure about his guess this time.

Compared with his previous "reasonable" guesses, Goethe had no confidence due to his lack of understanding of the "supernormal".

However, he believes that Morey will give him an answer tonight.