Calamity Crown

XX at public expense.

The Garden Club, Goethe is very familiar with.

The kind who know the depth and know how to advance and retreat.

Therefore, he knew exactly what 5 Golden Tickets could do there.

The entry fee is 1 silver cord.

Tea seat fee 1 silver rope

1 silver rope for a dance.

Of course, if it's just dancing, 5 gold tickets are more than enough to dance until dawn, but some special services inside require high-priced extra fees.

5 golden tickets?

It's barely enough for two.

Just why did Morey let him go to the Garden Club?

Is there a better place to talk?

still……

Where is the so-called 'mist killer' hiding? !

Thinking of this, Goethe's face tightened.

This may not be unheard of, you know, the 'friend' Ender who he threw down the stairs with his own hands, they met in the Garden Club.

Thinking of this, an idea suddenly appeared in Goethe's mind.

"The reason why Wayne's family was targeted was because 'Goethe' accidentally offended 'Mist Killer' in the Garden Club before, right?"

Goethe's face changed continuously.

Hit the street!

Hem home shovel!

Standing there, he began to recall the memories belonging to 'Goethe' he had seen before, but he found nothing.

The 19-year memory of 'Goethe' is not that complicated, but it is difficult to find an 'enemy' in these 19 years of memory that even 'Goethe' himself has no memory of.

Even narrowing it down to the Garden Club.

After thinking for a while, Goethe, who had no results in the end, shook his head, turned and went downstairs.

The Garden Club is closed during the day and doesn't open until 7pm.

And now it's only 8 o'clock in the morning, and there are still 11 hours left.

For such a long time, Goethe will not do nothing.

With a wave, Goethe got on the stage carriage again.

Half an hour later, he got off in front of the 'Al Bar'.

Goethe pushed the door open without saying hello.

"Sorry, we're closed."

"Come back tonight if necessary."

The waiter who was cleaning said without raising his head.

Goethe looked at the other party as if he was there, then glanced at the drunk in the corner of the bar, and directly flicked a silver cable onto the bar counter.

"Have a glass of 'Hunter'."

Goethe said so.

"Okay, guest, come right away."

The waiter who said it was closed just now acted immediately.

Within three minutes, a glass of whiskey with honey and pomegranate juice was served.

Scarlet color, spicy taste, but mixed with a trace of sweetness.

Tasting this cup of 'Hunter', Goethe seemed to see a hunter go through untold hardships and risk death to catch the prey and enjoy the joy.

"Wine, not bad."

"I hope the others don't disappoint me."

Goethe put down his glass.

"certainly!"

"As long as there are enough Jinkes, we have the best hunters in Luster!"

The waiter said with a smile.

Al's Pub is the Hunter's Pub in Roost.

In the previous memory of "Goethe", the other party wanted to ask for help here, but was humiliated.

It was also because of this humiliation that 'Goethe' became indifferent.

Goethe has nothing to say about this other than 'naivety'.

Asking for help from others without paying a dime...

How can there be such a good thing in the world!

Even the so-called great benevolent people have corresponding needs.

Not for profit, just for fame.

Of course, it's not that there are no good people.

Yes, but rarely.

At least, the previous 'Goethe' had never encountered it.

And now Goethe?

bumped into.

Therefore, he chose to retire in his hometown.

It's a pity that on the first day of retirement, I came to this ghost place after picking up a skewer on the side of the road.

call!

Taking a deep breath, Goethe suppressed the lament in his mind. He took out his wallet without covering it, and directly took out the gold ticket with the largest denomination and put it on the bar.

"Looking for the family members of 'Goethe Wayne', 10 gold grams for each person found, and 1 gold gram for those who provide accurate whereabouts."

"besides……"

"If anyone knows what happened to Goethe Wayne's house, then the 100 gold grams belong to him."

Goethe explained in detail.

The flower spends the province.

Although Goethe liked money, he was definitely not a miser.

Goethe never refuses to spend money wisely.

Just like in the current situation, even though Swart promised him to investigate the 'Doctor Hodder' and Morey had 'cooperated' with him, Goethe knew that some things still depended on himself.

For example: looking for the whereabouts of family members.

Even though he knew, these families had been killed.

However, the person who did it, and the people around him, didn't know.

This helps shape his personality.

Of course, it's not all about acting.

It is also possible to catch a big fish.

Even, you will get [Bloody Honor].

Still, it's all about luck.

It depends on the binding power of that 'Mist in the Fog' on his subordinates, and also depends on Jin Ke's strength.

Thinking of this, Goethe put the 50 gold note in his wallet on the bar counter.

A total of 150 golden tickets!

Looking at the golden ticket on the bar, the smiling waiter's smile became brighter and brighter.

150 gold grams is not a small amount in the hunter bar.

If the business is successful, he can immediately get a handsome commission.

If not?

The boss will also give him a bonus.

In short, it is a win-win situation.

Therefore, the waiter immediately tried his best to introduce Goethe.

"The reward will appear tonight for 4 weeks. If someone completes the task during this period, we will send someone to notify you. If the task is not completed, we will refund the full amount. At the same time, our boss will give it to you once Free service - within reach."

"If you agree, please sign."

"It's your credential, of course, you can also burn it, I remember you."

The waiter said and handed the two notes to Goethe.

The note was about three fingers wide and less than 10 centimeters long. It was blank on the front and had a raised number on the back. It was obviously the anti-counterfeit sign of Hunter Bar.

After Goethe signed the two slips of paper, the waiter took away the upper one and left the lower one for Goethe.

Putting the note into the wallet, Goethe drank the 'Hunter' in the cup and turned to leave.

"I wish you well."

The waiter spoke loudly.

Because, he had already seen the two sleeping drunk men in the corner wake up and followed.

Reminders are the limit for waiters.

help?

Do not make jokes.

He is a waiter.

These things can only be managed by bar security.

The bar security guards do not work during the day.

"Hope it's all right."

The waiter spoke half-truth, then turned around and continued to clean.

Take care of your own business, don't meddle in your own business, notify your boss if you have something to do, and let the boss solve it.

This was what his boss told him on his first day at work.

And the last waiter who was disobedient had already been shot in the head.

Someone is following!

Goethe discovered the follower immediately.

Goethe guessed that something like this might happen when he took out his wallet without concealment.

But he did it anyway.

Actively causing trouble?

No!

Goethe never took the initiative to cause trouble, but occasionally borrowed money from "Brother Enthusiastic".

Especially when you have just spent a large sum of money.

Turning the corner, Goethe accelerated and rushed into a small alley.

The two big men who came after them immediately quickened their pace, but they were blinded by the white as soon as they entered.

Then……

It hurts hot!

lime!

"Ahhhhhhhhh!"

The two screamed, but then their crotch hurt.

Tease the legs!

Goethe was exceptionally skillful with one kick, and the moment the two bent over with their crotches covered, he swung the butt of the revolver and aimed it at the back of the head of the two, and kicked each of them.

Bang, bang!

There were two muffled sounds, and the two of them fell to the ground.

Goethe began a search.

Enter 1 gold gram, 10 silver cables, 15 copper horns.

Two half-new and not old revolvers, some bullets, and two daggers.

If two revolvers are paired with bullets, the value is about 2-4 gold grams, and the dagger will not exceed 2 silver ropes.

"Poor ghost!"

Goethe said contemptuously.

You know, each of the "enthusiastic brothers" in his hometown has contributed at least five figures to him.

If you meet a "big brother" who is engaged in finance, you will start with six figures.

Not letting go of the two well-wishers who fainted, Goethe called the police.

"I'm a friend of Swart's. The two of them robbed me, and I suspect they may be wanted criminals."

Goethe said to the patrolman.

The young patrolman looked at Goethe, who was intact, and then at the two unconscious people on the ground, the corners of his mouth twitched.

The older patrolman reacted extremely quickly.

"Okay, we will take them back to the police station immediately. If they are wanted criminals, we will transfer their bounty to you immediately."

said the elderly patrolman.

"Thanks."

Goethe thanked him, and then returned to the police station in a police carriage.

Patrol police usually rely on their feet to patrol, but they can use police carriages when arresting, escorting or dispatching police in an emergency.

Although it is also possible to take a public carriage, it may save one and a half copper horns, which is also a province.

Goethe understood the truth that a pile of sand makes a tower, and a pile of armpits makes a fur.

As soon as he returned to Swarte's office, before Goethe sat down, Swart hurriedly opened the door and entered.

"Goethe!"

After Swart turned and closed the door, he walked over with an ugly face. The sheriff lowered his voice and said——

"Doctor Hodder is dead!"