Calamity Crown

"After that, you let her talk to the people in the basement."

Goethe said truthfully.

Although Goethe is greedy for money, he has his own rules.

It's your own, nothing less.

If it's not your own, you can't take a cent.

Garifa provided enough things, even if there was an insurance company, but it was insured by Garifa himself, and this?It is what he should give to the other party.

A smile appeared in An's eyes, and the corners of his mouth curled up.

Goethe and she were of a kind.

She already knew this.

And now?

She suddenly found that the two of them became more and more alike.

Suddenly there is another opposite sex who is very similar to you but has no blood relationship in this world, this feeling... really good!

Goethe looked at Ann with a smile on his face, and suddenly stretched out his hand.

"Ok?"

Ann was taken aback.

"I promised you before."

"Teach you how to dance."

Goethe, who hadn't forgotten his promise, pulled Ann up.

Goethe took Ann's hand and walked to the dining table.

"Can you really dance?"

Ann looked at Goethe in surprise.

Goethe smiled confidently.

"Of course, I can dance more than one dance, and now I'm teaching you, what I'm best at—"

"Gatling dance!"

Chapter 115 Times Have Changed?

"What is a 'folklorist'?"

"Today, Yali takes everyone to explore the life of 'folklorist' Goethe Winchester!"

In the cafeteria of the police station, a talk show was playing on the TV.

Ordered an old Jerry with sausage slices, mashed potatoes and cornflakes, and watched the show with great interest.

This is the fifth time he has watched a similar program in two days.

However, still not tired.

Because, every program, Goethe. Winchester will show 'beyond the power of mortal cognition'.

For example, he can confirm who is speaking.

For example, he can tell the number of people in the room across the room.

and also……

It's divination!

Old Jerry loved this part the most.

Because, precisely because of this ability, everyone in the police station avoided many unnecessary casualties.

"I want sausage, mashed potatoes, no cornflakes, and a spoonful of lettuce."

Husta sat opposite Old Jerry with a dinner plate.

"How about it?"

"nailed it?"

Old Jerry looked at the junior with a smile.

"Well, the natural gas company has re-laid the pipeline and promised that there will be no more explosions due to natural gas leaks. However, Jialifa can only work in the bureau for the time being."

Xiusta scooped a spoonful of mashed potatoes and said while eating.

Then, the enthusiastic policeman saw a special interview about Goethe on TV.

"Goethe really became famous this time."

"I heard from Ann that his appointment has been scheduled for two months."

"The director wants to make Goethe a special adviser, I'm afraid..."

Xiusta didn't finish his sentence, but that appearance already explained everything.

"Our chief?"

"How long does it take for that guy to get caught?"

"I've been looking forward to it."

Old Jerry said in a low voice.

Such words immediately made Xiusta agree.

"This bastard, I had already grasped the tail of the case of Pentel Manor, and he actually asked me to give up!"

"Damn it!"

Shusta cursed under his breath.

Old Jerry frowned.

"You didn't refuse, did you?"

The oldest logistics supervisor in the police station immediately asked.

"I'm not stupid, of course I won't refuse!"

"Continue to investigate, also in private, secretly!"

Susta laughed.

Why does everyone like old Jerry?

Of course it was because old Jerry treated them like family.

It's like an elderly patriarch, although he occasionally nags, but he really does care for you sincerely.

"That's good! That's good!"

"If you need any equipment, just let me know!"

"I'll help you!"

Old Jerry let out a sigh of relief.

He was really afraid that Xiusta's impulsiveness would cause some trouble.

If life is threatened again, it will be something that Old Jerry absolutely does not want to see.

After all, over the years, he has seen too much.

"Ann got so much equipment from you before, you won't be in trouble?"

Susta asked.

"trouble?"

"Only in this way, those bastards will treat me as one of their own."

"Compared to them?"

"I'm really a drop in the bucket."

Old Jerry laughed.

But immediately, his brows were slightly frowned.

"Is Ann going to be okay?"

"She got a lot of ruthless guys from me."

Worry appeared on the old man's face again.

"Don't worry, Goethe is by An's side."

"With him here, there must be no problem!"

Xiusta pointed to Goethe who was doing an exclusive interview on TV, full of confidence.

……

Outside the police station, the restaurant.

Garifa sat across from Ann with an avocado salad and whole wheat bread.

Because, I can’t get used to the food in the police station—even though Old Jerry tried his best to make everyone eat well, but for Garyfa, who pursues health, the food in the police station is too greasy, and the protein and carbohydrates are too high.

So, she chooses the restaurant.

As for Ann?

It was dragged by her.

As Ann's 'remuneration' for staying in her house temporarily.

"stop looking!"

"This guy is a scumbag!"

"And you're a fool!"

"Nothing happened, so you let him live in the house?"

"Is it really 'One word, let a woman spend 800000 for me'?"

Garifa watched his friend staring at Goethe on the TV, and couldn't help complaining.

"Goethe is useful."

"Also, he paid for it."

Ann emphasized.

"Then did you accept it?"

Garifa asked back.

"No."

"Now he needs the money more than I do."

Ann shook her head.

Seeing his friend's appearance, Jialifa immediately covered his face.

"you are hopeless!"

The female forensic doctor muttered.

Then, he looked at Goethe in the TV very dissatisfied.

"What are you trying to do with him?"

"Handsome? That means better than ordinary people!"

"Excellent deception? Come on, you're a policeman!"

The female forensic doctor poked the salad on the plate vigorously, venting her dissatisfaction.