Calamity Crown

"Maria, I'm healed!"

After Goethe pinched his nose and drank the so-called 'blood-enriching soup', he reiterated.

"Okay, master."

The maid sitting opposite Goethe was concentrating on proofreading the manuscript, and answered Goethe's words almost subconsciously.

No doubt 'Blood Soup' will be around if there's a lunch.

"Maybe lunch, can go out to eat?"

Goethe thought.

Maria, on the other hand, spent half an hour reading the manuscript word by word.

"The master has a total of 17 typos, mainly focusing on Mr. Holmes' address to several prisoners. It should be 'he', not 'it'..."

After Maria pointed out the mistakes and omissions in detail, she picked up a pen and began to delete and correct.

After Maria helped Goethe to proofread the manuscript, she obtained the right to delete it.

When the revisions were complete, Maria handed the manuscript to Goethe.

"Please check again."

"and also……"

"This is an invitation from the neighbors. Among them, Mrs. Wood is a well-known person on Kimmel Street. Her afternoon tea and banquet are very much expected-her husband, Mr. Wood, owns two textiles. factory, a sugar refinery, and a transport fleet."

The maid took out a stack of invitation cards and said seriously.

"Well, how long is this Mrs. Wood's invitation?"

Goethe asked.

"It starts at six o'clock this weekend."

"Okay, I will participate."

Goethe nodded.

Since he lives on Kimmel Street as Poirot Marple, he must participate in some activities. Only in this way can he truly integrate into this environment.

Goethe was well aware of this.

"I'll reply to Mrs. Wood's maid."

"Since you chose to attend the banquet, you should choose a small gift."

"According to the standard of the previous banquet, the value is about 20-30 yuan."

"Do you need me to prepare for you?"

Maria is obviously a competent maid, and these aspects can be said to be comprehensive.

In this regard, Goethe naturally would not refuse.

However, this did not dissuade Goethe from going out for dinner.

"I have to go to the newspaper office. There are some things that I need to communicate with the editor."

"At noon, I won't come back for dinner."

"In the evening..."

"There is a high probability that I will not come back for dinner."

Goethe said, picked up the manuscript and coat, and walked outside.

"Rick, go to the Hestings Daily."

After boarding the carriage, Goethe ordered directly.

"Okay, sir."

The coachman flicked the reins, and the carriage started immediately.

The meeting with the editor is naturally pleasant, and no editor hates the author who submits the manuscript early.

Therefore, in the face of Goethe's request for gentle communication with those who accused him, he did not refuse.

"Actually, even if you don't tell Poirot, we will communicate with those guys."

"Your "Wild Adventures" is very popular now, unique writing, content that has never appeared before - you know, before you, for a long time, most of the adventure content was farm stealing, and Fighting thieves and robbers, the best thing is how to hide the cow with skill!"

"Now that your novel has appeared, it has completely created a new genre!"

"The witcher Sherlock Holmes and his guide, Dr. Watson, are simply amazing!"

Editor 'Merry' said so.

"In other words, those guys came here with malice?"

Goethe was acutely aware of Merry's implication.

"Of course!"

"Jealousy is the original sin!"

Merry nodded in affirmation.

"Is that so?"

"Then trouble you, if there is a result, please let me know!"

Goethe said goodbye to his editor.

This situation is still expected by Goethe.

As Meri said, jealousy is the original sin.

Just hope those guys play by the rules and don't go out of their way.

otherwise……

He will choose to solve the problem in his own way.

Then, Goethe shook his head and got these annoying things out of his mind. There was only one thing left in his mind: a hearty lunch without 'blood soup'.

"Rick, go to the highest rated restaurant nearby."

"Okay, sir."

The carriage moved on again.

Arrived at the destination soon.

After inviting Rick and being politely rejected by the other party, Goethe ran over excitedly without stopping, pushed open the door of the restaurant, and walked straight in.

But at this moment, a scream sounded——

"Ahhhh!"

"The chef is dead!"

Chapter 64 You are the murderer!

Goethe was taken aback.

Almost subconsciously, Goethe looked in the direction where the screams sounded——

kitchen!

Frowning, Goethe walked over.

Then, he saw a sunken back of the head, the brains were all burst out, and the corpse fell face down in a pool of blood.

The surrounding area was in chaos.

"Call the police! Call the police!"

"Hurry up and call the police!"

"Everyone, don't leave your original seat!"

"We're waiting for the police!"

Amidst the screams one after another, a fat man in a chef's uniform shouted loudly.

This shout made the panicked crowd gradually regain their composure.

And soon, the police showed up.

are acquaintances.

Lanster and Pueraria.

When Goethe saw the two, the two also saw Goethe.

Ge Gen's eyes lit up almost instantly, and he came to Goethe in three steps at a time.

"Why are you here?"

Ge Gen asked.

"Obviously, eat."

Goethe pointed to the signboard of the restaurant behind him.

"Have a meal?"

"When you came to eat, there was a murder case here. Is it such a coincidence?"

Ge Gen had a look of disbelief.

"It's such a coincidence."

"Although I don't believe in coincidences, sometimes things happen so suddenly—you can ask the clerk and the customers in the restaurant. I just opened the door and heard screams."

Goethe sighed helplessly.

Goethe at this time was really helpless.

He really wanted to avoid the 'blood soup' made by Maria and just have a simple meal.

"You better not lie!"

Ge Gen said viciously.

Then, the sheriff's partner led the patrolman and began to ask about the situation at that time.

And soon, there will be results.

Goethe was right.

Immediately, Ge Gen seemed to be discouraged.

"Don't be preconceived, calm will help you."

Lanster patted his partner on the shoulder, then walked towards Goethe with a smile on his face.

"We meet again, Mr. Marple."

"I don't want to see you if I can."

Goethe replied in this way, his eyes jumped over Lancet, and he looked at Ge Gen who was questioning the personnel on the scene - he was able to quickly confirm that what Goethe said was true. It was not really a meal time, so there were not many guests, only six people, not including Goethe.

One of the couples was passionately in love, and the woman's scream just now is still fresh in people's memory.

At this moment, his face was still pale, and he spoke intermittently under the constant comfort of the man beside him.

"I, I heard screaming in the kitchen, and then I ran over and saw the body."

"That corpse was horrific."

As she spoke, the lady began to sob again.

"Who was the first to find the body?"

Ge Gen asked.

"it's me!"

A male waiter offered to raise his hand.