Yin Hong

After returning to the coachman's room to appease him, Yawen stepped into the hall, deliberately showing an expression of extreme shock: "My God... what's going on?"

It was to be expected that no one answered.Yawen glanced at the servants who were still standing blankly in the corner from the corner of his eye, and quickly stepped forward to help Merili, who had softened into a puddle of mud, "My husband, are you okay? What happened just now?" What's the matter? The smell in here is really bad..."

He looked at the fallen body with disbelief, and shouted to the servants: "Don't stay there, come and help."

The attendants woke up completely at this time, and several people were quickly separated to help Merili, while the remaining few were scrambling to find tools to clean up the tragic situation on the ground.A frail girl had already leaned against the wall and began to vomit. The smell of filth and blood was mixed together, and it was indescribably disgusting.

One of the young men who was still in good condition kept bowing to Yawen and said: "I am really sorry, Mr. Bonardi Duran, this group of robbers are really scum that shouldn't exist in the world! Our master may have been hurt. Not a little frightened, now I can't discuss the contract with you anymore, you go back to the room to rest for a while, wait for the master to recover and invite you again."

"I have other schedules, so I can't stay here all the time." Yawen thought for a while, and pretended to sigh, "Although I don't know what happened, I'm sorry to see such a picture, you just let your master Take a good rest, wait for him to rest, and then write a letter and send it to the Wilken Chamber of Commerce."

"Then... that's fine," the young man agreed without much hesitation, "Thank you very much for your understanding and tolerance."

"It doesn't matter." Yawen nodded, and added deliberately: "But you are very good, so many robbers have been solved by you."

The young man was stunned for a moment, but he just smiled awkwardly, without denying his words.

It is indeed understandable not to tell the truth. After all, Yawen is a representative from the Wilken Chamber of Commerce. For the reputation of Merrill Manor, how could he tell such a shameful fact?So Yawen didn't make things difficult for him anymore, he just asked him to call the coachman, and left under the leadership of the old man.

"When I was young, I also met a group of robbers." On the way out of the manor, the old man began to babble, "I stayed in a village to make a living, and there was no one around. The bandits started burning and killing as soon as they entered the village. Looting, no matter it is an adult or a child below knee height, no one is spared. The only survivors are those young and beautiful women, who are dragged away by their hair. The field behind the house was lying in the straw pile, so it survived by luck."

Seeing that the old man didn't go on, Yawen understood that he was waiting for himself to ask questions, so he followed his meaning and asked, "What happened next?"

"After they left, I went back to the village. There was nothing left in the village. Food, money, and even clothes were all robbed, and I saw my neighbors sleeping forever—— I buried them. No matter if it was a woman or a child, or a man in his prime, I hid so cowardly that I didn't even dare to think of saving them..." The voice of the old man gradually Low down, "This is a memory that I don't want to recall in my life. I didn't expect to see it again today in this peaceful and peaceful manor."

"After that, I came here to find a job as a housekeeper. My employer was the first owner of Merrill Manor, the grandfather of Mr. John Merrill. Unfortunately, he has passed away now and left such a large family property to His grandson who is not doing business." He said angrily, "And I am old, I can barely do such a job as a janitor, I really don't know how long this beautiful manor can last, if I meet someone like today Condition....."

This time, before Yawen could speak, the old man shook his head and continued, "Actually, you don't know that the one who solved the gang of robbers was not our hired people at all, but another young man who broke in suddenly. He saw He looked even more cruel than the bandits, and he killed them all without much effort. Although this is considered evil, but from his tone, it seems that he came to take the lives of these people for a business." The old man's tone trembled, "Silly boy... wantonly killing and humiliating others, even a merciful God will not forgive such a serious crime."

As the chief culprit of this atrocity, Yawen was silent and did not speak. In his mind, he recalled the way Sancer was holding the handle of the knife tightly, like a **** of hell holding a sickle.In fact, Yawen didn't explicitly ask him to kill the robbers directly, but in the eyes of Sancerre, this didn't seem to be a problem that needed to be considered at all.

And what the pirates said in the prison before seemed to have completely become the truth.

Not long after the old man said these words, they came to the place where the carriage was parked. Yawen bent down slightly and patted the old man's hunched back, "Thank you for accompanying us on this journey, old man, then we will leave first."

"Go, guest." The old man nodded and said, "I apologize for our useless master."

"It's not Mr. Merrill's fault. Ordinary people won't feel too comfortable seeing such a brutal scene." Yawen tried to slow down his tone so that the old man could hear it more smoothly, "Goodbye, sir."

"Goodbye."

After saying goodbye again, Yawen got into the carriage and slowly closed his eyes.

Elderly people always need to vent, and they need someone to listen to their loneliness in their old age, and he really has nowhere to go, so even if he committed himself to Merrill Manor, from the housekeeper to the doorman, he never thought of leaving .

And that John Merrill is indeed not suitable to be a mature and stable head of the family. He doesn't even have the most basic vigilance and calmness. If it wasn't for Sancer's sudden intervention, then today's Merrill Manor might not be Really get ransacked.

So the final conclusion of this trip is also self-evident.

After returning to Jerez, Yawen immediately went to the Wilken Chamber of Commerce to find Andre.

"First—before we talk about business—my dear brother, let's talk about more personal matters," he said, "for example, about my future personal safety, and the trivial use value, isn't it ?”

"The Wilken Chamber of Commerce can guarantee your personal safety, and you still have a wide range of use value." Andre turned the book in his hand to a page, "Next question."

Yawen was amused by his two words, "I really want to see what kind of expression you will have if I don't come back safely this time."

"what happened?"

"Some very interesting things." Yawen sat down in front of him, took the book in his hand, "Want to hear me talk about it?"

After seeing him nodding, Yawen told him everything that had happened in the past few days. As expected, the expression of this serious gentleman did not change much from the beginning to the end—including When Yawen said that he agreed to let Sancer take anything he wanted from the chamber of commerce.

"You're lucky," commented Andre at last, "you can meet unusual things anywhere."

"I think so too." Yawen shrugged helplessly, "Sancer is a strange pirate, a robber in a lonely place like Merrill Manor—I believe you should remember that this kind of thing happened in my childhood. Times often happen too, like when all the kids got apples, but only mine had a wriggling worm in it; the not-so-sturdy flour wagon fell down and drenched everyone but me because of standing Being in the back and getting away with being short - I can always be different from everyone else."

"Alternative." Andre corrected him with a more precise word.

"That's right, I have no friends since I was a child. This phenomenon is very interesting, isn't it?" Yawen said, "It seems that there are contrasts in many things. For example, you have a deadpan face all day long, but you have no Wouldn't mind meeting more friends and getting on well with them all."

"I'm a businessman."

"No, you are still a leader, the founder of Wilken Chamber of Commerce." Yawen stretched out his finger and nodded at him, "Communication is a skill, and it is a necessary ability for you."

Andre looked at him with a gentle smile, raised his eyebrows and asked, "Then, as a member of my leadership, are you going to betray me like this every time in the future?"

"That's because you, a great businessman, betrayed me first." Yawen retorted him with a smile, "What's more, I just let him take away one thing, compared to your behavior of selling me all Still a long way to go."

Andre snorted, and took his book back from his hand, "He took something, remember to come and tell me."

"Of course, even if I did something that harmed the interests of the chamber of commerce without permission, I'm still a worker of the chamber of commerce, and I still have this awareness." Out of the letter that has not been opened at all, "In view of John Merrill's attitude, I did not hand over this letter, and now I return it to you, and my task is considered over. Are you planning to pay more?" money, and continue to deal with him, or just cut off contact with him like this?"

"We just learned to stand when we met." Andre took the letter and threw it into the stove. "Who knows me better than you?"

"Of course not. Even Catherine only knows you 'the same' as I do." Yawen smiled as he watched the letter turn to ashes in the raging flames, and tapped his fingers on the table, "Then I'm leaving first, and I'll come back to you the day before I set sail."

Andre nodded and watched him walk out of the room.

☆、Chapter 016