Calamity Crown

2022-01-18

Chapter 3 I am self-directed!

The silence of the night was completely shattered by screams.

More lights appear in the rooms on either side of the street.

Drip!

A whistle sounded, and two patrolmen in black uniforms ran from the street in the distance.

Zhao Wumian saw this scene clearly, but there was no panic on his face, just like other people watching the excitement, he naturally retracted his body when facing the gaze of the patrolman, Close the window and draw the curtains.

When the curtain completely obscured Zhao Wumian’s figure, he turned and walked quickly to the desk in the room.

According to ‘Goethe’ memory, there are wallets and daggers inside.

The cash in your wallet is long gone.

Daggers are one of the few things that has given ‘Goethe’ a sense of security these days.

The same is also very important to Zhao Wumian.

The fingers touched the hilt of the dagger, and after picking it up skillfully, Zhao Wumian turned his wrist lightly, and immediately the dagger hilt was rotated around Zhao Wumian’s index finger.

The familiar feeling made Zhao Wumian corner of the mouth raised.

What is the most important thing in an unfamiliar environment?

Money and weapons.

Of course!

And food!

Zhao Wumian picked up a donut from the side of the desk, smelled it, and stuffed it into his mouth.

It should have been placed for a while, and the skin has long lost that softness, but it is still quite sweet.

Putting two doughnuts in his mouth, Zhao Wumian chewed and swallowed, licking his fingers as he walked to the closet – where ‘Goethe”s change of clothes and a spare pair of leather shoes were stored .

After quickly putting it on, Zhao Wumian put the wallet into the inner lining and skillfully hid the dagger in the sleeve. Then, he picked up the black trench coat and the same color top hat on the hanger at the door and walked straight out. go.

Zhao Wumian, who is indistinguishable from ‘Goethe’, wears ‘Goethe’ clothes, which naturally fit perfectly.

Walking down the stairs, Zhao Wumian saw a patrolman guarding the body, and another patrolman running out of the street while blowing a whistle.

Apparently, this is a call for reinforcements.

“Stop!”

The patrolman who stayed in place to guard the corpse saw Zhao Wumian coming out, and immediately shouted loudly, and at the same time, clenched the baton in his hand.

Even if it is not confirmed whether it is suicide or homicide, as long as it is a case of death, most people avoid it.

And Zhao Wumian, who took the initiative to walk out in front of him, is naturally worth noting.

Facing the vigilant patrolman, Zhao Wumian smiled and then raised his hands.

“Don’t be nervous.”

“I’m not mean.”

“I’m surrendering.”

he said.

“en?!”

The patrolman was stunned for a moment, then, as if he didn’t hear clearly.

“What did you say?”

“I said, I surrendered, Mr. Police.”

After a pause, Zhao Wumian went on to explain in great detail. He introduced himself clearly, “I’m… Goethe, I killed this guy who cheated on me, I surrender!”

That’s right!

Goethe!

In order to better survive in this unfamiliar environment, a proper identity is necessary.

As for the name Zhao Wumian?

He hid his real name in his heart.

And, remind yourself, now he is Goethe.

“What!”

The patrolman turned pale in fright, but his response was not slow, he took out his revolver and aimed it at Goethe.

“Be honest!”

While shouting, the patrolman took out the handcuffs and threw them at Goethe, who let Goethe put them on himself.

From start to finish, the opponent’s muzzle never left Goethe.

Goethe didn’t resist, and put on the handcuffs honestly.

And, the whole process, is smiling, humble and polite.

Next, Goethe was put on a carriage

There were three patrolmen in the carriage. Except for the previous two patrolmen, one left and one right sandwiched Goethe in the middle. A middle-aged patrolman who arrived later sat opposite Goethe and was staring at Goethe with fierce eyes. In the other’s hands, there was a wallet and a dagger belonging to Goethe.

And Goethe?

Still smiling.

Because, the situation in front of him is what he wants.

If you can’t choose to become Goethe, you need to face the troubles brought by ‘Goethe’!

Regardless of whether it is within a month, the other party’s grandfather, parents, aunt Uncle, aunt and cousins have accidents one after another, and the originally wealthy family was exposed to huge debts, or the so-called ‘ceremony’ later. , is enough to make Goethe vigilant at the moment.

If it’s just the former, Goethe is sure to settle it.

Take your time at most.

But, the latter?

The vigilance in Goethe’s heart rose to the highest level at the thought of the glowing ‘ceremony’.

Is there anything worse than a malicious person in an unfamiliar environment?

That is these malicious people, and they have powers that he doesn’t understand!

Fortunately, the world in front of me is in ‘order’. In the memory of ‘Goethe’, except for the so-called ‘friend’ who extended a helping hand at the end, Zhao Wumian did not. Any memory of ‘transcendent power’ is found in ‘Goethe”s memory.

In other words, although there is a ‘hidden world’ in the world in front of you, it is unknown to the ordinary person!

Or, to put it another way: the world in front of you has a ‘secret world’ that ordinary people don’t know about, but most people are still able to live and work in peace and contentment, which shows that there should be a corresponding existence in the government, and some with a complete set of treatment measures.

With such a guess as a premise, where is it safe?

Without a doubt: the police station!

“In a world with ‘mysterious power’, the police station should also have corresponding power. Otherwise, the city in front of us would be so ‘quiet’.”

“Even if there is no police department, there must be an organization that maintains all this.”

“And such an organization must be closely related to the police department.”

Goethe thought silently. .

Then, one question after another appeared in his heart.

As the ordinary person ‘Goethe’ and his family, why are they being targeted by this ‘secret world’ person?

Because the family got something important by accident?

Still seeing something you shouldn’t?

And thus be involved in this ‘hidden world’.

Or the so-called ‘Mad King bloodline’?

Many doubts did not overwhelm Goethe, he still kept a smile, even when he was escorted off the carriage and into the interrogation room.

The interrogation room in front of me is not big, with only a black iron chair. The chair is an old-fashioned torture chair. Except for the sturdy backrest, there are handcuffs on the armrests that can bind people’s hands.

Goethe was still looking at it when he was pressed into the chair by two young and strong patrolmen, and the left and right hands were firmly chained to the armrest of the chair.

“Be honest!”

The middle-aged patrol officer shouted.

Then, instruct the two subordinates.

“Watch him!”

After speaking, he strode out of the interrogation room, which should be reported to the top.

Bang!

The door to the interrogation room slammed shut, Goethe glanced at the two patrolmen who were staring at him, and then closed his eyes just like that.

He began to think about the possible interrogation that would follow.

But beyond what Goethe expected, within a minute, the closed door of the interrogation room was opened.

Not the middle-aged patrolman who had left before, but a young patrolman Goethe had never met.

As soon as the other party opened the door, he glanced at Goethe first, and then hurriedly said-

“There was a mass shooting on Pinewood Avenue, and the sheriff asked us all to send reinforcements! ”

(end of this chapter)