Calamity Crown

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About 20 years later, Pentel reappeared, changed his face and became a businessman under his current name. As he got older, he gradually withdrew from the business circle and became active as a collector.

And something about the other party before?

It was an 'old man' who accidentally discovered it while watching TV.

The other party just felt that Pentel looked familiar.

Subsequent investigations revealed Pentel's true identity.

But it doesn't work at all.

Two days later, the other party was hit and killed on the road by a driver with a wine rack. Second-rate.

As for how did Ann know?

Goethe didn't ask.

The policewoman obviously has her own secrets just like him.

We are all good friends.

If you have nothing to do, you can help each other and have a meal together.

There is no need to cause any conflicts because of such a trivial matter.

The professional experience of "hometown" has already made Goethe understand what is called measure.

As for whether Pentel will cooperate with the behind-the-scenes layout?

Most likely not.

Even for the follow-up plan, the behind-the-scenes planner needs to ensure the smoothness of this 'visit', ignoring his own existence to the point of disregard.

At least!

There are further temptations, and everything needs to be in a reasonable range!

After driving for about half an hour, the manor where Pentel was located arrived.

That's right!

It's the manor!

A trail was opened on the side of the road leading directly to the manor.

"This Mr. Pentel was a friend of the city councilor. He was the councilor who had a car accident before. The two collaborated on many projects in the 'Star City'. Finally, it was proposed by that city councilor. Mr. Pentel Funded the construction of this road that leads directly to the estate."

Clifford was driving on this road, and couldn't help admiring.

Goethe continued to read the book, but looked around with the help of the [Raven Spirit]'s vision.

He was acutely aware that he was being watched as soon as the car was on the road.

Although the eyes swept away.

But not friendly.

"This is?"

Goethe frowned secretly as he looked at the group of heavily armed men.

There are ten people in this team.

The number of people cannot be called too many.

But the weapons and equipment are really too complete.

Not just pistols, but mainly submachine guns. Everyone has grenades on their chests, as well as snipers, machine gunners, and a military jeep covered in camouflage not far away.

There are heavy machine guns on it, and three rocket launchers.

Goethe was not surprised that Pentel had such armed forces.

With the other party's past, the other party can't be too careful.

What he is curious about is...

These people also seemed to be heading for Pentelle Manor.

"Could it be that guy's arrangement?"

Goethe sent a text message to Ann while putting the book in his backpack.

And when the car drove into the manor, Goethe immediately discovered something was wrong.

The land, just to the side of the road into the estate, appears to have been turned not so long ago.

According to the size of the flipped area, it seems...

Just enough to bury a person?

"Is this a return to old business?"

Goethe thought, but didn't mind his own business.

He is very clear about his purpose of coming to Penlt Manor today: [Blood Honor].

Clifford parked the car and graciously opened the door for Godra.

When Goethe got out of the car, an old man came down the steps.

The other party's hair was gray, his face had wrinkles that could not be concealed, and his body was slightly fatter, but he walked quite neatly.

"Mr. Goethe Winchester?"

"I've been hearing your name a lot lately."

"Welcome to my manor."

"Hope you have a wonderful day here."

The old man welcomed Goethe with a smile on his face.

"of course."

Goethe also smiled, and after shaking hands with the other party, he walked into the main building of the manor side by side. The waiter took Clifford to the lounge - only one person can visit the 10000 yuan, and Clifford stayed in the Outside, although Clifford paid for it.

From the outside, the manor presents a rural style as a whole.

Mainly white birch, it looks casual, simple and unobtrusive.

But after walking inside, the main body of the building is white marble, giving people a sense of thickness.

The two are not contradictory, on the contrary they are extremely harmonious.

Undoubtedly, the designer who was hired at the beginning paid a high price.

Of course, it could also be free.

Because there is a high probability that the designer will not be able to get out of here.

After all, the other side designed a rather practical fortress.

Since walking in, Goethe has discovered more than one firepower point.

Very well hidden.

But the heartbeat is still there.

Therefore, Goethe would not be surprised if the designer's skeleton was dug out from a certain wall.

Or in the forest beside the road outside the manor.

It grows so densely, presumably there is more than one corpse buried in it.

After walking through the long corridor with Pentel, Goethe saw a very gentle-looking middle-aged man wearing glasses in the hall at the end of the corridor.

The other party should be the person that Clifford said he visited with.

"This is Mr. Zachary."

"This is Mr. Goethe Winchester."

Pentel introduced for both parties.

"Goethe Winchester?"

"The 'folklorist'?"

The other party was taken aback, and then blurted out.

As Goethe continues to gain popularity, the recognition rate at this moment has reached 60%. Anyone who has followed the news recently has undoubtedly heard of this name.

"It's an honor to meet you!"

"If possible, I hope you can tell me more folk stories. I am a freelance writer. I am so curious about your experience!"

The other party shook hands with Goethe excitedly.

However, the heartbeat of the other party was abnormally calm.

Not as excited as it appears.

"Ok."

"However, I hope that's after I see the weapons, the armor—how about lunch?"

Goethe said with a smile.

"no problem."

The other party agreed.

Looking at the two people who were talking happily, Pentel also showed a smile on his face.

What worries him most about this kind of visit together is that the guests who visit at the same time will not get along.

Because it is not only a loss of money, but also affects his reputation.

Once his reputation is damaged, he will lose more money.

Pentel didn't want that to happen.

Fortunately, not today.

"Your Excellency 'George' is a great existence. Many people use 'St. George' to refer to this great Lord, but as his descendants, they are not so lucky."

"We know that Lord 'George' had six wives and at least 22 lovers - recorded because each of them bore at least one child to Lord 'George'."

"But unfortunately, most of these children died young."

"Most of the remaining half also had various accidents in adulthood."

"It seems that there is some curse in the blood of Sir 'George'. As long as you have a reputation, you will definitely encounter misfortune!"

"Among the weapons in my collection, there are at least three that can be confirmed to be stained with the blood of Lord 'George'."

"They are also called 'bloody antiques' by collectors. Many people hate them, but many people like them."

"I?"

"It's the latter!"

Pentel walked down with Goethe and Zachary while introducing his collection.

When it came to the ground, the collector pushed open the door at the end.

Immediately, many weapons and armor came into Goethe's eyes.

From the earliest cold weapons to swords.