2022-02-05

Chapter 73 Flanking! (please subscribe ~ ask for a monthly pass~)

Firelight, shock wave, loud noise.

In the lobby of No. 6 Castle Street, blood was flying.

The four liars were blown up at the moment of the explosion.

Andinan, who was standing behind the pillar in the living room by Goethe’s collar, roared in his ears. In the gray dust in front of him, scarlet quickly rendered, and the flying flesh hit the wall and bounced back one after another.

One of them hit youngster in the face.

And, no drop.

It stuck to the face instead.

Soggy.

The smell of burnt, bloody smell came ‘on the face’.

The strange feeling made youngster quickly came back to his senses.

Almost instinctively, youngster took the meat off his face and looked down, it should be…

Half a lung.

Oops!

When he saw the organ in his hand clearly, the youngster threw it on the ground without the slightest hesitation, and then retched uncontrollably.

At this time, youngster began to hate himself a little bit about why he went to visit the Royal Academy doctors for surgery, and he still remembered the explanations of those doctors very clearly.

More importantly, he was clearly in high spirits.

Now I feel very sick.

“Is there a secret room to hide?”

“Or is there a secret passage to leave?”

Goethe ignored Andinan’s retching.

This is normal in his opinion, as long as you get used to it.

“Yes, there is a secret room! There is no secret passage!”

The acid in his stomach burned his throat, causing the youngster to stutter a little at his answer.

“Hide in!”

Goethe said solemnly.

If there is a secret passage, Goethe must choose to leave immediately!

Unfortunately, no!

Goethe didn’t know what was going on in front of him, but one thing, Goethe knew very well that the three bodyguards Andinan hired should have been killed.

Similarly, the waiter should have suffered heavy casualties.

Therefore, it is obviously impossible to rely on the defensive power of 6 Castle Street to deal with such a sudden situation.

As for him alone to charge ahead and kill the attacker?

It’s not Goethe’s style to just charge ahead without knowing how many attackers are coming, what kind of firepower they have, or even whether they have a ‘transcender’.

Goethe doesn’t back down when things go wrong.

But that doesn’t mean that Goethe will be ignorant enough to think that he is impervious to sword and spear.

Even if the physique is three times closer to the average person and is shot by a group of gunmen, it is no different from the fate of the ordinary person, even more how, these attackers also prepared bombs.

There can be no head-on conflict, only raids!

Fortunately, Goethe had ‘arrangements’ ahead of time.

Lanster and Pueraria should be in the vicinity!

It’s just…

I don’t know if the two of them acted alone or brought someone along!

“Make sure to bring more people!”

Goethe thought silently.

Lanster and Pueraria hid outside 6 Castle Street just before the explosion.

Pueraria ignores the luxury of 6 Castle Street and keeps her eyes on the visiting guests.

“I didn’t find Marple, this guy can’t be… lying to us?”

The deputy sheriff said in a low voice.

“No.”

Lanster definitely hooked the head.

At the first meeting with Goethe, the sheriff intuitively thought something was wrong with Goethe.

In subsequent investigations, the sheriff believed his intuition more and more—the identity was fine, it was quite perfect, and there were even witnesses to prove it, but the more so, the The more the sheriff felt a problem.

Because…

It’s so perfect!

It’s like watching a stage play.

An actor named ‘Poirot, Marple’ appeared on stage and performed to his audience.

Also!

Noon today!

Even if a writer can have keen observation, what is that calmness in the face of a dead body?

That’s the look that only people who deal with corpses a lot have.

And any writer obviously has such qualities.

Unless…

It’s a forensic doctor to write an autobiography.

However, how is that possible!

Those forensic doctors have multiple part-time jobs and are too busy with serious work, so how can they write books?

Also, Poirot Marple has no forensic experience either.

“Poirot .Marple, what are you hiding?”

Lanster whispered.

Then, at this time —

peng peng peng!

Intensive gunfire came suddenly.

Lanster and Pueraria climbed down almost instantly. The two took out their revolvers and looked towards No. 6 Castle Street, where the gunshots came from.

I don’t know when, a team of six appeared in 6 Castle Street.

Each one is holding a firearm and pulling the trigger.

The firepower network formed by the bullets instantly covered the people within 6 Castle Street.

Three bodyguards standing outside the door are the focus of attention.

Immediately, it was beaten into a sieve.

And those waiters also fell in a pool of blood.

Lanster and Pueraria then saw one of the attackers throwing bombs into the house.

The whole process, no more than ten seconds!

Lanster and Pueraria were shocked by the strength of the group.

As the sheriff and deputy sheriff of Hessings, even if they are not the general bureau, but they can be distinguished from ordinary patrol officers, naturally they are very capable, not only in handling cases, but also in shooting. , fighting, etc.

So, the two are well aware of the terrifying of these people.

At the same time, there is a sense of familiarity.

The two looked at each other and the answer came.

Army!

And, still elite!

The two who got the answer sucked in a cold breath, but that didn’t prevent them from raising their hands to shoot.

Yes, there are many attackers.

Yes, the attackers are tough.

That’s right, the attackers come from an extraordinary background.

Yes, there must be a lot of trouble in the events at hand,

But…

They fired anyway.

Because of the persistence in their hearts.

Faced with many temptations, threats, and persistence.

Not much.

Just a little bit.

Bang, peng~ peng~!

Two revolvers burst.

The attackers apparently did not expect that there would be an ambush behind them.

Immediately, two people were shot and fell to the ground.

Then, Lanster and Pueraria were suppressed by the attackers’ firepower and could not raise their heads.

Even if the two of them switched places as quickly as possible after shooting.

The two of them were extremely embarrassed, especially Pueraria, who was also rubbed by a bullet, which hurt the deputy sheriff contorts one’s face in agony, and made the deputy sheriff want to give these bastards a few gun.

But can’t.

Don’t say shoot back.

Now he can’t even stand up.

An anxious Pueraria looked towards Lanster.

Then, Pueraria discovered that her old friend was reloading indifferently.

It doesn’t seem like taking these attackers seriously at all.

Huh?

Pueraria was stunned, and then the deputy sheriff heard different gunshots.

Further afield.

Behind…

The attackers!

It’s that guy!

The deputy sheriff responded immediately.

About the same time, the sheriff and his old friend stood up and pulled the trigger.

peng peng peng!

A fire net that slams back and forth, covering all attackers.

The smoke filled the air.

The cartridge case splattered.

When the gunfire stopped again, Goethe raised his hand in greeting.

“Good evening, Sheriff Lanster, Deputy Sheriff Pueraria.”

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