Chapter 43 Prelude to the Storm

Puri is dead.

The corpse of this Secret Keeper who came to help was hung at the intersection of Pine Street.

A large hole was pierced through his chest.

His eyes were wide open, and he died with a grievance.

On the face of the Secret Keeper who came to help, there was still surprise and disbelief.

Morley gently put down the body and examined it carefully bit by bit.

Goethe stood beside Morley, silent.

In his hometown, he also had a similar experience of sending off his companions.

He knew very well that at this time, any words were superfluous.

What is needed is tit for tat, an eye for an eye!

What is needed is...

Blood for blood!

Swat raised his hand to signal the surrounding patrolmen to retreat and cordon off the surroundings.

The sheriff frowned, with deep anxiety on his face.

Last night, Mrs. Pence was seriously injured.

At noon today, Puri died.

Both of them are existences that he needs to look up to.

Now one is dead and the other is seriously injured.

"What's wrong with Lust?"

"It feels more and more dangerous."

"Should I really take a long vacation?"

The sheriff was thinking in his heart, but at this moment Morley signaled to Goethe.

"Goethe, look at the back of Puri's hand."

Goethe immediately leaned over and began to examine the back of Puri's hand.

The blue-purple marks are very obvious.

Not corpse spots!

It's a mark left before death!

Goethe checked other parts of Puri's body along the way.

Except for the huge puncture wound on the chest, there was no other scar.

And, that wound...

Goethe frowned, reached out to gesture, and suddenly clenched his fist. The wound easily accommodated Goethe's fist.

Almost at this moment, Goethe's mind flashed the scene of Puri meeting the murderer, punching out, and the murderer punching out without retreating.

As a result, Puri's punch failed.

And the murderer's fist pierced through Puri.

"A fist can pierce a person?!"

Swat on the side watched Goethe's gestures, and immediately couldn't help but exclaimed softly.

"Many people can do it."

"However, being able to pierce Puri's body with one punch..."

Morley narrowed his eyes.

As Puri's former partner, Morley knew Puri's strength very well.

Puri, who has completed the 'baptism', not only has the strength to knock down a galloping horse, but also has excellent defense. He is unscathed when facing the continuous shooting of a revolver at close range.

More importantly, Puri is quite good at fighting skills.

Combining strength, defense and skills, Puri has almost no shortcomings.

This is also the reason why he was relieved to let Puri go to investigate.

"Who could it be?"

Morley thought.

In his cognition, no one in Lust could do such a thing.

Even the 'Killer in the Mist' is no exception.

The opponent's strength is weird, but his melee level is not as good as Puri's.

Even, if the opponent dared to fight Puri in close quarters, the one who died would definitely be the opponent.

Morley, who had fought against the 'Killer in the Mist' more than once, was very sure of this.

Putting aside the 'Killer in the Mist', and then removing the 'Flesh and Blood Church' which had already wiped out a 'Predator Squad', Morley subconsciously thought of a person: the owner of the Pine Hotel.

It seems that in the entire Lust, only the other party can do this.

Moreover, this is outside Pine Street, and Puri also came to investigate the other party.

Just...

"Wouldn't that be too obvious?"

Morley pondered, but did not hesitate.

"Goethe, you return to 11 Fevrier Street."

"This afternoon, you inform Kyle to suspend the study of Tu Fu language, and everything will be discussed after Mrs. Pence recovers."

The official in charge of the extraordinary said to Goethe.

Then, without giving Goethe a chance to speak, he ordered Swat.

"Sheriff Swat, please take Puri's body back first, and at the same time, send a telegram to report everything that happened here."

"Okay, Mr. Morley."

Swat agreed immediately.

Morley squatted down again, he raised his hand to close his friend's eyes, looked at him quietly, and recited in a very low voice--

"We listen to secrets, we keep secrets, we receive secrets."

"Finally..."

"We will also become secrets."

"Be remembered."

After three times in a row, Morley stood up again.

"Don't worry, I'm not going to die."

The official in charge of the extraordinary in Lust said to Goethe seriously.

Goethe nodded.

Then, he watched Morley walk towards Pine Street.

"Shall we follow?"

Swat looked at Morley's back and asked hesitantly.

"No need."

"Morley is not going to die."

"If the murderer is that guy..."

"His goal has been achieved, he won't do anything again!"

Goethe replied very calmly.

"The goal has been achieved?"

The sheriff was a little puzzled.

Goethe didn't say much, just pointed to Puri's body.

The opponent has the ability to kill Puri in seconds, even if it is a surprise attack, it is enough to prove the opponent's strength, and the killing is completed in an instant!

Under such a premise, the opponent has enough time to deal with Puri's body.

But what did the other party do?

Hang Puri's body openly at the entrance of the block.

It is also Pine Street, a place where the rich and nobles live.

The other party wished that everyone in Lust knew that Puri was dead.

Why do this?

Attract the attention of the Secret Keeper!

Almost instantly, Goethe thought of this answer.

And the next moment, Swat's eyes widened.

The sheriff also thought of this.

"Why did this guy do this?"

"Being targeted is not good at all!"

Swat was quite puzzled.

"Of course there are benefits."

"It's just that we don't know yet!"

"Swat sent someone to keep an eye on the surroundings, and notify me immediately if there is any abnormality!"

Goethe concealed the news of the 'Secret Realm'.

Although he is only an apprentice secret keeper, Goethe still abides by the rules of the secret keeper.

"Well, got it."

Swat acted immediately.

Goethe returned to 11 Fevrier Street in a carriage.

He adjusted his state to the best, just in case.

Although he had already made the guess that 'the other party's purpose' had been achieved, but who can guarantee that there will be no accidents?

Goethe would not be blindly confident.

Safe and sound, returned to 11 Fevrier Street.

Before Goethe got out of the carriage, he frowned.

He saw a familiar carriage at the entrance of 11 Fevrier Street.

is……

Sheila's carriage!

The top card of the Garden Club also saw Goethe, so she pushed open the car door and got out of the car, came to Goethe's carriage, raised her hand and knocked lightly twice.

"Can you please let me get in the car?"

Sheila gave a sweet smile.

"Can not!"

Goethe replied categorically.

"Don't you want to chat with me?"

Sheila blinked.

"do not want!"

Goethe said, got out of the carriage, and walked straight to No. 11 Fevrier Street.

Looking at Goethe's back, Sheila was not in a hurry at all, she said in a slow voice--

"I know the secret of the 'Wayne Family'!"

(End of this chapter)