Volume 1: The Gate of Flesh and Blood Chapter 2: I'm here to surrender!
The tranquility of the night was completely broken by the screams.
More lights appeared in the rooms on both sides of the street.
drop!
A whistle sounded, and two patrolmen in black uniforms ran over from the distant street entrance.
Zhao Wumian saw this scene clearly, but there was no panic on his face. Just like other onlookers, facing the patrolman's gaze, he naturally shrank back, closed the windows and drew the curtains.
When the curtains completely obscured Zhao Wumian's figure, he turned around and walked quickly towards the desk in the room.
According to Goethe's memory, there was a wallet and a dagger inside.
There was little cash left in the wallet.
The dagger is one of the few things that can bring Goethe a sense of security in recent days.
Similarly, it is also very important to Zhao Wumian.
His fingers touched the handle of the dagger, and after picking it up skillfully, Zhao Wumian turned his wrist lightly, and immediately the handle of the dagger rotated a circle against Zhao Wumian's index finger.
The familiar feeling made Zhao Wumian's lips curl up.
What is the most important thing in an unfamiliar environment?
Money and weapons.
certainly!
And there’s food!
Zhao Wumian picked up a donut from the side of the desk, smelled it, and put it in his mouth.
It must have been stored for a while, the skin no longer has that soft and crisp feeling, but it is still quite sweet.
Putting two donuts into his mouth, Zhao Wumian chewed and swallowed them, then licked his fingers and walked towards the closet - this was where Goethe's spare clothes and a pair of spare leather shoes were stored.
Zhao Wumian quickly got dressed, put his wallet into his lining, skillfully hid the dagger in his sleeve, then picked up the black windbreaker and the top hat of the same color on the hanger at the door and walked straight out.
Zhao Wumian, who looks exactly like Goethe, naturally fits Goethe's clothes very well.
Walking down the stairs, Zhao Wumian saw a patrolman guarding the corpse, while another patrolman was running out to the street, blowing a whistle.
Obviously, this is a call for reinforcements.
"stop!"
The patrolman who stayed behind to guard the body shouted loudly when he saw Zhao Wumian coming out, while tightening his baton.
Even if it has not been confirmed whether it was suicide or homicide, as long as it is a case of death, most people will avoid it.
And Zhao Wumian, who took the initiative to walk out in front of him, is naturally worthy of attention.
Facing the vigilant patrolman, Zhao Wumian smiled and raised his hands.
"take it easy."
"I mean no harm."
"I'm here to turn myself in."
He said.
"Um?!"
The patrolman was stunned, and then seemed not to have heard clearly.
"What did you say?"
"I said, I'm here to turn myself in, Mr. Policeman."
Zhao Wumian paused for a moment, then introduced himself in great detail and with clear pronunciation: "I am... Goethe. I killed the guy who deceived me. I am here to turn myself in!"
That’s right!
Goethe!
In order to survive better in this strange environment, an appropriate identity is necessary.
As for the name Zhao Wumian?
He kept his real name hidden deep in his heart.
And, remind yourself that he is now Goethe.
"What!"
The patrolman was horrified, but he reacted quickly and pulled out his revolver and pointed it at Goethe.
"Be honest!"
While shouting, the patrolman took out handcuffs and threw them to Goethe, asking Goethe to put them on himself.
From beginning to end, the other side's gun never left Goethe.
Goethe did not resist and put on the handcuffs obediently.
Moreover, throughout the whole process, he was smiling, humble and polite.
Then, Goethe was taken to a carriage.
There were three patrolmen in the carriage. In addition to the two patrolmen who had come before, sandwiching Goethe on the left and right, there was also a middle-aged patrolman who arrived later and sat opposite Goethe, staring at him with fierce eyes. In his hands were Goethe's wallet and dagger.
And Goethe?
The smile remains.
Because the current situation is exactly what he wants.
Since you have no choice but to become Goethe, you will have to face the troubles that Goethe brings!
Whether it was the fact that within a month, the other party's grandfather, parents, uncles, aunts, aunts and cousins met with accidents one after another, and the originally wealthy family was exposed to huge debts, or the so-called "ritual" afterwards, it was enough to make Goethe alert at this moment.
If it was just the former, Goethe would certainly be able to handle it.
It takes a little time at most.
But, the latter?
When Goethe thought of that glorious 'ritual', his vigilance rose to the highest level.
Is there anything worse than being surrounded by malicious people in a strange environment?
That is, these people with malicious intent hold powers that he does not understand !
Fortunately, the world before his eyes was in "order". In Goethe's memory, except for the so-called "friend" who extended a helping hand at the last moment, Zhao Wumian did not find any memory of "supermundane power" in Goethe's memory.
In other words, although there is a 'secret world' in the world before our eyes, it is unknown to ordinary people!
Or, to put it another way: the world before our eyes has a ' secret , but most people can still live and work in peace and contentment. This shows that there should be a corresponding existence in the official system, and there should also be a complete set of handling measures.
Based on such speculation, where is safe?
Without a doubt: the police station!
"In a world with 'mysterious powers', the police department should also have corresponding powers. Otherwise, the city before us wouldn't be so 'peaceful'."
“Even if there isn’t one within the police department, there must be an organization that maintains all of this.”
“And such an organization must be closely related to the police department.”
Goethe thought silently.
Then, questions popped up in his mind one after another.
Why are ordinary people like Goethe and his family targeted by people from this "secret world"?
Is it because this family accidentally obtained something important?
Or did you see something you shouldn't have seen?
Thus being drawn into this 'secret world'.
Or is it the so-called 'bloodline of the Mad King'?
The many doubts did not overwhelm Goethe. He still kept smiling, even when he was escorted out of the carriage and into the interrogation room.
The interrogation room in front of him was not big. It only had a black iron chair. It was an old-fashioned torture chair. Apart from the sturdy backrest, there were handcuffs on the armrests that could restrain a person's hands.
While Goethe was still looking around, he was pushed into a chair by two young and strong patrolmen, and his left and right hands were handcuffed tightly to the armrests of the chair.
"Stay still!"
The middle-aged patrolman shouted.
Then, he gave orders to his two men.
"Keep an eye on him!"
After saying this, he strode out of the interrogation room, probably to report to his superiors.
Bang!
The door of the interrogation room closed heavily. Goethe glanced at the two patrolmen who were staring at him, and then closed his eyes.
He began to think about the interrogation that might follow.
But to Goethe's surprise, in less than a minute, the tightly closed door of the interrogation room was opened.
It was not the middle-aged patrolman who had left before, but a young patrolman that Goethe had never seen before.
As soon as the other party opened the door, he first glanced at Goethe, and then said hurriedly:
"There's a mass shooting on Pine Avenue and the Sheriff is asking all of us to go provide reinforcements!"
