Volume 1: The Gate of Flesh and Blood Chapter 17 The Hunter and the Prey!
Before, Goethe couldn't understand why Ms. Sheila would look for Swart.
It can't be about winning over or seeking asylum.
This wasn’t Swart’s first time at the Garden Club.
This was not the first time the other party knew about Swart.
If you wanted to meet, it would have been arranged long ago.
What's more, given the circle of people the other party comes into contact with, as long as he reveals a little, some people will be willing to show his courtesy, which is definitely much more useful than Swart.
And what does Swart have besides his own rights?
money?
Stop joking.
Considering the worth of Ms. Sheila, it would be more than enough to reduce it by ten times and then beat Swart by nine blocks.
So, Goethe couldn't understand it at all before.
And now Goethe finally understood.
It wasn't that Ms. Sheila who was looking for Swart.
It's the 'Mist Killer' who's looking for Swart!
Why did the other party do this?
Naturally, this is to be able to "transfer" as many helpers around him as possible, even if this helper seems to be useless.
As for why not go to him directly?
Goethe looked at Morey, who was wearing women's clothing, and couldn't help but take a deep breath.
The 'Mist Killer' is not an idiot. If he were an idiot, he would not have escaped from the official pursuit in the capital 'Bod' and killed the official extraordinary person in Lust.
Therefore, the opponent had a high probability of predicting that Morey would use "divination" to track his whereabouts.
Then, the opponent made a bold move and waited for Morey to jump in.
But...the other party is not sure who Morey is!
Even if the other party knows more about "supernormal" than him!
Therefore, he was left behind!
He became the 'bait' to find Morey!
Just like Morey wanted to use him to fish out the 'Killer in the Fog'!
Between Morey and the 'Killer in the Fog', the roles of hunter and prey kept switching.
And him?
It's 'bait' from beginning to end.
In fact, it can be called a 'bait within a bait'.
Goethe didn't mind this.
He just hoped that he could stay alive.
Thinking of this, Goethe stopped.
"Morey, I think we should change the way we play!"
He said so.
…
Garden Club, inside the lobby.
The whispering people once again paused for a moment.
Everyone's attention was drawn to the lady who appeared at the corner of the hall.
That delicate and beautiful face overshadowed the bright lights in the hall.
Especially the men, their eyes were fixed on the lady in the blue dress.
As for the ladies around who originally looked pretty good?
They were fine before, but with the appearance of the lady in the blue dress, they became extremely ordinary, even ugly.
As they looked at each other, their eyes suddenly fixed.
Who is that man holding the lady's hand?
Why does this lady look so shy?
Also, why were they heading towards the door?
Then--
"Go to the Pine Hotel."
Goethe's voice was clearly heard in the hall.
The Pine Nut Hotel, the best and most expensive , is located in the Pine Nut District where nobles and wealthy people live. It has a beautiful, clean and safe environment. Not only are there police patrolling 24 hours a day, but the private bodyguards of the nobles and wealthy people have turned it into a restricted area for some people.
What would a man and a woman do when they went to the nicest and most expensive hotel in the city?
The answer is self-evident.
Suddenly, all the men felt lost.
The ladies around were filled with jealousy.
"It's just a short-term contract worker who came to work on his first day. What's the big deal?"
"Yeah, it's nothing big!"
"that is!"
The moment those jealous words rang out, the ladies found that the men around them were becoming more and more uncomfortable.
It was only then that the ladies realized what a stupid thing they had done.
Under normal circumstances, they would never do such a thing, but jealousy makes people hateful and even makes people stupid.
They regretted it too late.
But it was too late.
The lady in blue is destined to be the focus of this evening.
Wheels and turns.
The wheels of the carriage rolled over the smooth stone road and quickly headed towards the Pine Nut Hotel.
Inside the carriage, Morey first lit a stick of incense, then quickly made a few gestures that ordinary people could not possibly make, and then he said softly, "You can talk now."
"Were you isolating the sound just now?"
Goethe asked curiously.
This was not a disguise, he was really curious about supernatural powers.
"It's not just isolation, it's disguise."
"If anyone wants to hear it, they can hear it."
“And this will benefit our next plans.”
Morey explained, then looked at Goethe with a rather admiring look.
After Goethe told him his conjecture in the most concise language, Morey immediately agreed to Goethe's plan.
As the current official supernatural person in Lust, he knows the cunning of the "Mist Killer" better than Goethe.
"You are very smart, smarter than I thought, and you react very quickly..."
“So, I hope our cooperation can go a little deeper.”
As he spoke, Morey stared at Goethe.
Goethe frowned.
It's not that I'm against in-depth cooperation.
But Morey's current appearance really made him feel uncomfortable.
A girl who looks as beautiful as a flower is actually an old man in his forties with gray hair on his temples. The feeling of sitting opposite you and having an in-depth conversation with you is just like having to eat canned herrings and being about to have a fruit after the meal, only to find out that the fruit after the meal is durian.
That taste...
It's like seeing a shit stirrer!
Goethe had to look away from Morey and began to adjust his thoughts.
"In-depth cooperation is possible, but what can I gain?"
"Can I learn these extraordinary powers?"
Goethe quickly adjusted himself and asked directly.
It's not that he doesn't know how to be roundabout, but Goethe thinks that under the current circumstances, it's better to be direct.
"Can."
"The prerequisite is that you have to have talent!"
"If you don't have the talent, even if you learn it... the effect will not be as good as a revolver, unless you want to perform tricks on the street."
Morey also answered directly. After a pause, he continued: "In addition to learning extraordinary powers, you can also get a good weekly salary. Of course, you also need to work for it."
"Like now?"
Goethe asked.
"That's it now."
Morey nodded.
"That's extremely dangerous!"
Goethe answered like this.
“It always pays off!”
“And, with us, the rewards often outweigh the cost!”
Morey emphasized.
Goethe said nothing more this time.
He believes that hard work pays off, but he didn't say anything more about Morey's comment that the rewards outweigh the hard work - because, according to the current situation, any reward is reasonable for every effort that involves risking one's life.
At the same time, the carriage stopped.
We have arrived at Pine Nut Hotel.
Morey first pulled his hair, then tugged at his skirt, and got off the carriage in a disheveled state.
Looking at the driver's meaningful smile, Goethe took a deep breath and threw a silver rope over.
This is not the market price.
It's garden club prices.
Expensive as always.
But, Goethe believes, it will be worth the money.
In fact, this is true.
Just as Goethe and Morey were about to enter the hotel arm in arm, a thin layer of mist appeared not far away.
The next moment, the thin mist turned into thick fog, rushing towards them like a tide.
Goethe seemed to be frightened and panicked. He dragged Morey and ran towards the Pine Nut Hotel.
However, the fog came too quickly.
All of a sudden, the two of them were wrapped up in it.
Faced with this scene, Morey smiled.
The 'Mist Killer' finally took the bait!
Without hesitation, Morey pulled out a scroll from under her skirt and tore it open.
Brilliant bloom.
The thick fog was dispersed in an instant.
"ah!"
A scream sounded faintly in Goethe's ears, seeming to be very far away, yet also very close. Goethe was completely unable to rely on the sound to determine the location, but Morey grasped it instantly.
"I'll be right back!"
After leaving these words, Morey rushed out.
Goethe was amazed at the speed. In the blink of an eye, Morey's figure disappeared.
However, there was a riot at the end of the street.
Bang, bang!
Two gunshots were heard, and the two patrolmen who were on patrol just now fell to the ground. Seven or eight figures holding guns appeared in Goethe's field of vision.
"Kill him!"
The moment these people saw Goethe, they shouted.
Goethe glanced behind him, then walked into the nearby Pine Nut Hotel without any hurry. He looked at the front desk waiter who looked normal and calm, and said, "Give me a room!"
