Calamity Crown

Old Jerry expressed his surprise with six exclamation points.

As for Xiusta, he still hasn't recovered from it.

How could 'Blood Crow' be real?

However, old Jerry would never lie to him.

Even though old Jerry guarded the police cell and was in charge of logistics, most of the time he was quite free, but on this kind of matter, old Jerry would never joke.

Afterwards, the police station directly arranged for colleagues to follow him with him, which proved that old Jerry did not lie.

However, before the colleague came, Xiusta received the news——

City Councilor Mr. Barry has been attacked!

Even the driver and bodyguard were blown to pieces!

The colleague who hadn't come yet went to the scene.

And he has to stay here.

"What happened the last two days?"

"Why are so many things happening all of a sudden?"

"It seems like a disaster is approaching!"

Xiusta whispered to himself.

Snapped!

The window of the car was suddenly slapped, and Xiusta turned his head and smiled.

It's his partner, Ann.

"Coffee, sandwiches."

Ann handed the breakfast to Xiusta.

"Thank you!"

"All I need right now is coffee and food!"

Xiusta opened the car door and happily took the breakfast.

"How about it?"

Ann asked.

"Everything is normal. Winchester hasn't left since he returned to the Folklore Institute - the building has only one gate, and I'm sure he hasn't left."

Xiusta replied very positively.

The 'Folk Research Institute' is in a six-story building, and the only entrance and exit is the front door.

Ann nodded again, and then walked straight towards the 'Folk Customs Research Institute'.

Xiusta followed immediately.

Goethe had just woken up when the two came to the second floor where the 'Folk Research Institute' was located and knocked on the door.

Faced with the two people's inquiry about 'Blood Crow', Goethe looked shocked.

"what?"

"'Blood Crow' killed someone?"

"Just kidding, 'Blood Crow' is of course fake!"

"It's just a legend, and it's very rare. I've only seen it in a certain ancient book."

"We have to believe in science!"

Goethe said righteously.

"fake?"

"But Barry is dead!"

Xiusta smiled wryly.

If it wasn't for Barry's death, to be honest, he wouldn't believe it either.

"Well, I think you could ask some ornithologists and see if anyone can tame crows."

Goethe suggested.

"Someone in the bureau is already asking."

Shusta replied.

Then, the kind male police officer continued to ask.

"Winchester, do you know anything else about 'Blood Crow'?"

"'Blood Crow' will not kill people at will."

"It just troubles the bad guys."

Goethe replied.

His eyes couldn't help looking at An who hadn't said a word after entering here.

Similarly, the policewoman's gaze was also on Goethe.

The two stared.

After a second, each staggered.

Goethe kept smiling.

The policewoman remained indifferent.

Xiusta didn't notice this at all, he was still struggling with the matter of 'Blood Crow'.

This simple and kind police officer was a little frightened.

"How does 'Blood Crow' judge the good and the bad?"

"What if the judgment is wrong?"

Xiusta asked.

And when Goethe was about to answer——

Boom, boom, boom!

There was a knock on the door.

Chapter 100 Divination!

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 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 Keyer?"

While speaking, the enthusiastic police officer came over.

"How have you been recently?"

"Don't worry, we are still tracking the disappearance of little Keyiner."

"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 passing 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 Keyiner 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 questions for some people 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 have been able to afford Green High School, which is one of the best in the city.

With the memory, Goethe received Joe Keyiner 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 Keyiner."

"He was a 12th grader at Greene High School who graduated last year with four friends, went camping and disappeared - I called the police, but a year later, nothing was found."