Calamity Crown

Without any resistance, when Ge Gen rushed over, the waiter collapsed.

"It's his fault!"

"It was he who told me that adding some drugs to the food would make the food delicious, but he didn't tell me that doing so would make the diners addicted and die!"

the waiter yelled.

Goethe raised his eyebrows. To be honest, he suddenly felt that it was not such a pity that he didn't have lunch here. Moreover, he also felt that Maria's "blood soup" might not be so difficult to swallow.

Maybe……

Should I go home for dinner?

If Maria cooks now, there should be still time, right?

Goethe was thinking, but a polite smile appeared on his face.

Because, a group of reporters who were blocked by the patrolmen rushed in at this time.

"What happened to Mr. Marple?"

"How did you discover the murderer?"

"Did you just help the police arrest the murderer?"

These reporters surrounded Goethe one by one, asking questions.

Even though they witnessed the whole process, at this moment, they still asked enthusiastically.

Not just for professional reasons.

Also because...

They are genuinely interested.

When they met Goethe, they felt that they had encountered a treasure.

Whenever they thought they knew enough about Goethe, Goethe always showed a more 'fresh' side.

First the Gentleman of the Fearless Thug.

Then there are the good travel writers.

Then came the boy who spilled blood on the club.

What now?

detective!

Not the kind of third-rate detective who investigates extramarital affairs and looking for kittens and puppies, but a first-rate detective who can solve murder cases.

Thinking of this, the reporters immediately became excited.

If it wasn't inappropriate, they really wanted to tear Goethe apart to see if there was any new identity.

"As you can see, an unfortunate incident happened here, and I just hoped to treat myself to lunch, and I didn't expect to be involved in it at all."

"And I was able to spot the murderer because I was able to carefully observe everything around me."

"If it wasn't for Sergeant Lanster who couldn't wait to ask me for help, I would just wait patiently until the last moment, and point out the murderer when he might get away."

Goethe replied with a smile.

And this answer made the reporters present excited.

They all heard the meaning of Goethe's words clearly.

Especially the last sentence.

The words 'can't wait', 'wait patiently', and 'while escaping' caught these reporters' imaginations.

Immediately, these reporters looked at Lancet.

At this time, facing a group of reporters, Lanster couldn't keep smiling, and his smile was a little stiff.

And Goethe's words didn't stop.

"I have no malicious intentions, but as an ordinary citizen, I hope that every policeman can protect our safety as advertised."

It is almost returning the original words of Lanster and Goethe.

Lancet's already stiff smile was completely frozen on his face.

Looking at Lanster's appearance, Goethe continued.

"I think Sheriff Lanster will be able to do it?"

"The murderer said some amazing things just now. Sheriff Lanster will definitely investigate to the end, right?"

"Of course!"

Lancet's voice almost squeezed out from between his teeth.

Goethe was all smiles.

The other party wanted him to make a fool of himself, of course he had to fight back.

Moreover, I have to find more things for the other party to do, which is the interest just now.

Look at how kind he is, he didn't yell and kill, he just made the other party tired.

Then, after dealing with the reporters with ease, Goethe walked out of the restaurant.

At this time, the value in Goethe's reputation column has reached 20!

And this is far from the limit. Goethe is very clear that tomorrow, after what happened here is reported, his reputation will be greatly improved again.

"Is it a windfall?"

Thinking this way, Goethe prepared to board the carriage.

And at this time-

"Mr. Marple?"

There was a shout behind him.

It was the young man with three bodyguards in the restaurant before.

At this time, the other party did not let the bodyguards follow, but signaled the bodyguards to stay where they were, and walked towards Goethe alone.

In order to maintain the character design of Poirot Marple, Goethe stopped and turned to look at him.

"Very intrusive to interrupt, Mr. Marple."

"Your reasoning is wonderful, as is your writing!"

"And your own experience must be more exciting than yours!"

The other party walked over quickly, praising her again and again.

"Thank you for the compliment."

Goethe responded with a smile.

"No, no no!"

"I'm not saying this as a compliment, I'm speaking the truth!"

The young man lowered his voice as he spoke, and wrote a symbol with his fingers.

Suddenly, Goethe's pupils shrank.

because……

That is the Tufu language he hides in the book!

Chapter 66 Contact!

Extraordinary?

Looking at the young man in front of him, Goethe subconsciously stared and looked again.

The other party's eyes are bright, and his face looks immature, but there is a sense of maturity in his expression.

It can be called young and old.

But Goethe didn't notice the unique aura of Morey and Mrs. Burns in the other party, and he didn't have the sense of madness of the members of 'Misturser in the Fog' and 'Church of Flesh'.

Is it hidden?

still is……

Is there a little difference between "Secret Realm" and "Anchor World"?

Goethe guessed.

Then, he listened to the heartbeat of the other party.

When you can't confirm a thing, look for more information and evidence.

While it may end up being nothing, it's better than doing nothing.

But this time, Goethe was lucky.

He heard a violent heartbeat.

That was panic.

Even more nervous.

Goethe narrowed his eyes, and—

"bi!"

Goethe spit out the syllable softly.

Without the follow-up of the corresponding secret technique, Goethe, who only knew one syllable, couldn't raise the light in his hand like Mrs. Burns, but it was enough to verify the young man in front of him again.

"What does it mean?"

Goethe asked.

"It is, it is..."

The other party couldn't say a reason at all.

In fact, when the other party heard this syllable, panic flashed in their obvious eyes.

And the heartbeat?

It is doubled.

The answer has already emerged.

The opponent is not a transcendent.

But he knew a little bit of extraordinary knowledge, and then discovered his hidden information.

Next, plan to be an empty-handed white wolf!

Goethe hated cheating.

Especially when it comes to profit.

Therefore, when someone wants to give him an empty hand, it touches Goethe's bottom line!

Goethe glanced at the three bodyguards not far away, estimated the distance, and confirmed that he could kill the young man in front of him before the three could react.

However, Goethe did not do anything in the end.

He is now 'travel writer' Poirot Marple.

Not 'Revenge Boy' Goethe.

"You should be thankful for your luck."

Goethe said so.

It's not that I let the other party go.

It's not right now.

Goethe intended to speak later.