Volume 1: The Gate of Flesh and Blood Chapter 5 Cooperation
Ignoring his men's inquiring looks, Swart walked out of the interrogation room again and came to the previous room.
"My Lord, what do you want?"
Swart asked respectfully.
"Ask him about the 'ritual'."
The man holding the pocket watch ordered.
"Understood, sir."
Swart nodded and turned back to the interrogation room.
This time, Swart's gaze towards Goethe became gentle, and his tone was even softer, as if he was worried about scaring Goethe.
"Goethe, did you say 'ritual'?"
"Um."
Faced with Swart's changes, Goethe, who had already guessed what had happened, nodded directly.
"What is it like?"
Swart remembered the instructions of the man next door and asked in detail.
"I don't remember it very clearly. I only remember that the marks on the ground were bloody red and glowed. Then, some disgusting maggots appeared... Moreover, they should be very powerful. After removing 'Ander' and this 'Sokko', they still have more people."
Goethe spoke truthfully.
The ceremony was too complicated and I really can’t remember it clearly.
These are all said for the people next door.
Including the following speculation.
"Ander?"
Swart inquired about the name.
"Ander is the clue I found!"
"My family suffered a series of misfortunes and inexplicably owed a large amount of debt. Then, when everyone was avoiding me, a friend I met at the 'Garden Club' came up to me and claimed that he could help me. I paid attention to him at that time."
When Goethe mentioned the "Garden Club ", Swart and the middle-aged patrolman showed understanding expressions.
The two younger patrolmen looked at him with envy and longing.
The 'Garden Club' located on Durian Street is a good place and has a considerable reputation in Luster . After all, which man doesn't like a place where a group of young and beautiful girls gather, especially the girls there who will become passionate as soon as they see the coins in your pocket, and can even wear rabbit ears, cat ears, tails, and black, white, and flesh-colored stockings.
"Then why did you kill him?"
"He is the clue you found with great difficulty, right?"
Swart coughed lightly, quickly collected his thoughts, and continued to ask questions according to Goethe's statement.
The sheriff didn't know how much the big shot next door wanted to know, so he could only ask as much detail as possible.
"Um."
"But he wanted to kill me, so I had to resist."
"Besides, haven't new clues appeared?"
Goethe asked back.
Swart was stunned, then he thought of the anonymous letter he had just received.
Suddenly, the sheriff looked at Goethe with anger in his eyes.
"You want to use us to deal with those guys who are chasing you?"
the sheriff shouted angrily.
That’s right, the people who were hunting Goethe.
The sheriff had no idea that he needed to do anything.
His salary is not enough to make him work hard.
Goethe shook his head.
"No!"
"Not taking advantage!"
“It’s cooperation!”
Although in fact, it was exploitation, Goethe would never admit it.
The only thing he recognized was 'cooperation'.
After a brief pause, Goethe looked at Swart, whose eyes were full of anger, and said seriously: "You see, they haven't figured out the real situation yet, so they use small tricks to find out what happened here. As long as we can respond in time, we can catch them off guard, even if they set an ambush on Guta Street!"
Guta Street, where Goethe's home is located.
When Swart heard Goethe's words, he immediately refused without thinking.
"I won't..."
Boom!
Before the sheriff could finish his words, there was another knocking sound on the wall.
Ignoring Goethe, the sheriff went out again and ran into the next room.
Facing Swart who ran in, the man spoke directly.
"Promise him."
After saying that, the man lowered his head and continued to look at the pocket watch in his hand.
"yes."
Even though he was extremely reluctant, Swart still agreed. However, the sheriff did not leave immediately. Instead, he stood at the door, looking at the man, hoping that the man in front of him would change his mind.
Because he knew very well how dangerous things would become once the man in front of him got involved.
That is...
Deadly!
Unfortunately, the man had no intention of changing his mind.
"I will support you."
The man said so.
Faced with the promise of the man in front of him, the sheriff was not relieved. He wanted to say something, but when he noticed the impatience on the man's face, the sheriff immediately turned around and left, returning to the interrogation room.
He didn't want to offend the man in front of him.
I dare not offend.
Compared to the fatal danger, offending the man in front of you would be worse than death!
Swart, who was full of anger, returned to the interrogation room. He ignored his subordinates' questioning looks and just glared at Goethe fiercely.
Swart, who was no fool, knew that he had been fooled by the young man in front of him.
The other party had intended to go to Guta Street from the very beginning.
But what can he do?
He had no choice.
"Okay, I promise to cooperate with you."
"But you have to obey me in everything."
Although he agreed, the sheriff wanted to maintain the initiative as much as possible.
"good."
Goethe had no objection as his goal was achieved.
Twenty minutes later, the barber, who worked part-time as a doctor and occasionally as a forensic pathologist, hurried back to the police station.
"I'm a part-time doctor, not a family doctor!"
"If anyone is injured, they should go to the hospital!"
"And why was Soko so careless that he was injured by the prisoners?"
"Isn't he even a little bit alert?"
As soon as Duer arrived at the police station door, he started shouting.
As we all know, the forensic doctor in this police station is very good, but he has a big mouth.
"It was an accident."
"No one expected that guy to suddenly resist."
Not knowing the inside story, the patrolman waiting at the door shrugged helplessly.
As a patrolman, getting injured is a common occurrence, but that is when arresting criminals. Being beaten by criminals in the police station is extremely rare.
Dole and the patrolman walked into the police station.
In the alley across from the police station, the people who had been observing this place witnessed and heard everything.
The other party turned around immediately and soon disappeared.
Then, ten minutes later, a carriage left the police station.
The middle-aged patrolman was driving the car, and sitting in the car were Sheriff Swart, Goethe and the two patrolmen from before.
Just like when Goethe was taken to the police station before, Goethe was handcuffed and sandwiched between two patrolmen, with Swart sitting opposite him - this was the standard configuration when Rooster escorted important prisoners.
But the difference was that Goethe had the key to the handcuffs in his jacket pocket.
As a precautionary measure, the wallet and dagger were not returned to Goethe.
"You'd better pray that nothing happens, otherwise..."
At this point, Swart was still indignant and his words were threatening.
Goethe smiled in response.
Although his eyes were on Swart, his attention had already been focused on the destination of this trip:
Guta Street.
His 'home'.
There...something will be waiting for him.
Lust at night is quieter than expected.
After leaving the main street, the middle-aged patrolman lit the lantern.
With the light of the lantern, the carriage sped along, heading towards Guta Street where Wayne's home was.
The whole journey was very smooth, but just as the carriage entered the intersection of Guta Street, a thin layer of fog suddenly appeared.
