Calamity Crown

Goethe opened the door.

Outside the door stood a middle-aged man with a worried face.

The other party was dressed in ordinary clothes, long trousers and short-sleeved leather shoes. There were stains on the shoes, and the clothes had not been washed for a long time. Not only were they stained with salt, but they also had a strange smell.

After seeing Goethe open the door, the other party took a step back and looked at Goethe carefully.

After a while, he asked tentatively.

"Hello, is this the 'Folk Customs Research Institute'?"

"Are you Goethe Winchester?"

"I am, are you?"

Goethe frowned slightly and looked at each other.

There was no impression of the other party in his original memory, but he had seen the other party, just last night at Green High School, the other party was a member of the crowd, but there was nothing special about it, and he didn't pay much attention to it.

However, the sudden appearance of the other party today surprised Goethe.

At the same time, secretly vigilant.

This is a former professional habit.

It is impossible for a person to step into a puddle at the same time, nor is it possible to bump into a person twice for no reason.

Even though Xiusta's surprised voice came from behind.

"Mr. Joe Keel?"

While speaking, the enthusiastic police officer came over.

"How are you doing?"

"Don't worry, we are still tracking the disappearance of Little Keyer."

"We will definitely find out where he is!"

Xiusta's tone of shame was full of firmness.

"Thank you, Officer Shousta."

"I simply want to talk to Mr. Winchester now."

The middle-aged man waved his hands indifferently.

"Well……"

"We'll be back in a bit."

As Xiusta said, he lowered his head and hurried out.

The police officer kept silent habitually, and also walked out, but when he passed by Goethe, he glanced at Goethe again, and then continued to go out.

"Troublesome woman."

Goethe evaluated secretly in his heart, but he didn't show the slightest bit on his face.

Even if he used the vision of [Raven Spirit] to see the other party throw a grenade into Old Barry's car last night.

Of course, Goethe would not let go of the uncertain factors like old Barry.

However, Goethe never expected to see such a scene.

To be honest, it was a bit beyond his expectation.

Even Goethe had the same idea as the other party, but this made Goethe even more unwilling to have any entanglements with the other party.

Because, Goethe knew very well that women are troublesome.

And a woman like Ann?

It is trouble within trouble.

Goethe didn't like trouble.

"What's the matter with you?"

When Joe Kell entered the room, Goethe asked.

Although the 'Folk Customs Research Institute' is mainly based on self-interest, it will also use its professional knowledge to answer some people's questions and get some rewards—sometimes, the rewards are quite generous, at least when 'his' adoptive father Wen Che When Sturt was there, the income of the 'Folklore Institute' was considerable, otherwise, he would not be able to afford Green High School, which is one of the best in the city.

With the memory, Goethe received Joe Kell very well.

And about the impression of the other party?

Goethe also had a rough guess.

The other party appeared here, naturally, to find his son - seeing how he identified the murderer last night, coupled with today's newspaper and news reports on Barry, made the other party hopeful.

As for why the other party appeared in Green High School?

Naturally, it was because the other party's son should be a student of Green High School.

Or a graduate.

And later, the words of the other party confirmed this.

"I hope you can help me find Little Keir."

"He was a twelfth grader at Greene High School, graduated last year with four friends, went camping and disappeared - I called the police, but a year later, nothing was found."

"I've tried private investigators, psychics, but nothing works."

"The former couldn't find a clue."

"And the latter?"

"It's all liars."

"But you are different!"

"You are a true master!"

"I saw what happened at Green High School last night. You can not only talk to the undead, but you can also manipulate the 'Blood Crow'. You will definitely be able to help me find Little Keyle!"

The more the other party talked, the more excited he became.

There was pleading on his face.

There were tears in his eyes.

The other party wore a wedding ring on his ring finger, made of platinum, inlaid with a 50-point diamond, even if it was stained with dust, it still maintained the proper luster and brightness, and under close observation, although the other party's clothes were stained, But nothing cheap.

At least, the leather shoes are handmade calfskin.

There is no doubt that this is a father who made himself into a mess in order to find his son.

For such a father, Goethe is willing to lend a helping hand.

After all, he is poor.

A property of 123 yuan cannot be called rich.

Even if you don't need to pay rent, you still need to eat and drink.

According to yesterday's prices, Goethe knew that 123 yuan would not last long.

"I would like to help."

"But I can't take the initiative to talk to the undead. Similarly, I can't manipulate the 'Blood Crow'."

Goethe emphasized.

He couldn't take the initiative to talk to the undead. Naturally, it was to prevent someone from asking him to communicate with the undead in the future.

Instead of being able to manipulate 'Blood Crow'?

Of course it's because 'Blood Crow' is a vengeful ghost, so what does it have to do with him, Goethe Winchester?

"thanks, thanks."

"As long as you help me find Little Keyer, I will thank you with all my heart!"

Joe Keir wiped his tears and thanked him.

At the same time, don't forget to promise.

Goethe smiled at this promise.

He likes this kind of upright person.

If the price is clearly marked, what is the difference from those liars?

He is a serious 'folklorist'!

"Please tell me about Little Keir in detail."

Goethe said formally.

"good!"

Joe Keir immediately spoke up.

Goethe listened carefully.

Basically, Little Keyer is an ordinary high school student. Although his mother died young, his family is very rich. He is good at studies and sports, and he is also very handsome.

Moreover, when he was in the eleventh grade, he was invited by the top 100 famous school 'Jinqiao College', and he could enter the university without taking the exam.

It can be imagined that if there is no subsequent disappearance, Little Keyer is an extremely perfect life template.

"Who was that fellow camping with him?"

Goethe continued to ask.

"Rudy, Little Keir's good friend, and his girlfriend Ayman."

"Gate, Rudy's friend, and his girlfriend Jenny."

"They're camping on the outskirts of Star City."

Joe Keir said.

"Where are they now?"

"After the incident happened, they immediately called the police and notified me. They are four good children. They even visited me before leaving Star City for college, but it was obvious that little Keyer was missing, which made them There is some estrangement."

Joe Keir sighed.

"Aren't they in Star City?"

"right!"

"They were admitted to universities in different cities!"

Immediately, Goethe frowned.

Four people are not in Star City, which is not good news for Goethe.

Although he is good at using his 'body' to solve the case, and he is sure that if the four people have problems, they can confirm them immediately, but Goethe's original plan, except that the adaptation to the new identity was broken in advance, the rest of the plan Goethe does not intend to change.

He intends to complete the [Main Mission] and look for [Blood Honor] within the best time.

This kind of running back and forth is definitely not within the scope of Goethe's plan.

Especially four people and four cities.

Even if it is a modern city in front of you.

Because Goethe would never fly.

Ever since a fellow ace in his hometown had an air crash, Goethe had rejected all means of air transportation, and he would never touch an airplane unless he truly ignored the dangers in the air.

But likewise, Goethe did not want to give up income.

So, he took out the key from his pocket.

It is a single key threaded by a black braided cord.

It is the door lock key of the 'Folk Customs Research Institute'.

"Do you believe in divination?"

Goethe asked.

"Divination?"

"I believe."

Joe Kell, who had been deceived by a psychic medium, was about to refuse immediately, but thinking of the news he saw today, he finally chose to believe in Goethe once.

【Bitter】!

Goethe used the key in his hand as a pendulum.

‘Is little Keir still alive? '

Reverse rotation.

represents death.

‘Is the death of Little Keyer related to Rudy, Ayman, Gait, and Jenny? '

Rotate forward.

Represents affirmation.

'Is Little Keyle's body near his camp? '

The key is still, not moving.

Obviously, no divination.

Or rather, not accurate enough.

Immediately Goethe changed the question.

'Did Rudy, Ayman, Gait, Jenny move the body? '

Rotate forward.

Goethe raised his eyebrows, because he didn't ask a single person, but everyone tried divination, and then, every time he answered in the affirmative.

In other words, the four of them should have dealt with Little Keyle's body before calling the police and notifying Joe Keyle. Only in this way would the police search be fruitless.

Moreover, it is definitely not a place where four people are related, such as homes and garages.

The police will certainly search these places.

A location where the four can reach without being searched by the police?

Where would that be?

The range is a bit too large, and Goethe didn't have an accurate guess for a while.

After pondering for a few seconds, Goethe looked up at the expectant Joe Kell, and shook his head regretfully.

"Sorry, little Keyer is probably dead."

"With Rudy, Ayman, Gait, Jenny."

"At least they touched the body."

"As for where is Little Keir?"

"Probably somewhere between their camping and their home, somewhere inconspicuous."

Goethe said softly.

Joe Keir sat there blankly.

Eye sockets are red again.

"Will divination be wrong?"

Joe Keir asked unwillingly.

"meeting."

"These are just my divination."

"And the probability of divination error is very high."

Goethe was frank.

Divination is not 100% accurate, and many factors will interfere with divination.

If it is in the "anchor world", Goethe even suspects that the spirit will not move.

Listening to Goethe's sincere explanation, Joe Keel nodded.

What happened yesterday, the newspapers and news reports this morning made him choose to believe in Goethe.

"Understood."

"Thank you again for your divination."

"If it is as you said, I will fulfill my promise as promised."

After saying such words, Joe Kell took out his wallet, put all the money in the wallet on the table, and turned to leave.

Looking at the back of the other party, Goethe frowned.

A familiar feeling is appearing on the other side.

"Joe, Mr. Keel, I have a piece of advice—"

"When something happens, calm down."

Goethe reminded the other party.

Seeing that what the other party took out were all hundred-dollar bills.

A rough look, at least 2,000 yuan.

"Okay, thank you."

After Joe Kell paused, he opened the door and left without paying attention to Xiusta and Ann at the door.

The two of them returned to the room after witnessing Joe Keir's back disappearing at the stairs.

"Great! Good money!"

Seeing the money on the table, Xiusta couldn't help but shine his eyes.

And that Ann put a kraft paper bag on the table.

she said—

"breakfast."

Immediately, Xiusta froze there.