Calamity Crown

Dr. Hodder is dead? !

Goethe frowned.

It's too coincidental that the other party died just after asking Swart to investigate.

If it was said that Goethe only suspected that the other party was suspicious before, then now he can be sure that the other party should have a real problem!

"It's suicide!"

"He left a suicide note, saying that...he poisoned your grandfather, and then, feeling guilty, he finally chose to kill himself."

Swart added.

Goethe sneered.

Feel guilty?

Whoever believes is a fool.

There is a high probability that the 'mist killer' found out that Swart had sent someone to investigate, so he just didn't do anything, just killed and silenced.

or……

The other party is innocent!

Just because the "Mist Killer" found out about Swart's investigation, so he killed Dr. Hodder and set a trap for him?

Another guess came to Goethe's mind.

However, Goethe still prefers the former. It is the 'Mistmurder in the Fog' who kills people and silences them, and then sets traps to lure them.

"Where is the body?"

Goethe asked.

"Still at Hodder's house, I didn't let my subordinates move."

"I'll wait for you to investigate the scene together."

The sheriff showed a flattering smile as he spoke.

Although Goethe was younger than him, Swart had seen Goethe's ability before.

He is very clear that he wants to obtain a higher position, and people like Goethe must establish a good relationship.

Moreover, his late businessman father once told him at the last moment: leave professional things to professional people, and you only need to give support.

Swart kept such instructions in mind.

This is also the reason why he has mediocre abilities and a lot of problems, and he can still become the sheriff.

With a glance, Goethe roughly guessed what Swart was thinking.

But Goethe didn't care.

The two sides are cooperation.

Take what you need, that's enough.

"Walk!"

Goethe walked out as he spoke.

However, when he walked to the door, he stopped and emphasized——

"Remember to contact Morey!"

"besides……"

"Prepare something powerful!"

...

Tree-lined upper block, close to Pinewood Drive.

It can be regarded as the core area of ​​Lust, and many people above the middle class are happy to choose this place.

It is more prosperous and safer than the neighborhood under the shade of trees.

It is also more cost-effective than Songzi Street, which is really a rare place.

Dr. Hodder lives here.

Of course, just being the personal doctor of the Goethe family cannot afford to live here. This doctor Hodder is the personal doctor of five families, and one of them is said to be a nobleman.

Dr. Hodder always looks proud every time he talks about it.

It has been more than 120 years since the Kingdom of Tesin was founded, and the newly born nobles have already become old nobles, while some of the original old nobles have declined, and some are still prosperous-the king may change again, but the nobles will last forever.

This is what 'George I' once said.

Accepted by many as truth.

It was also scoffed at by many people.

And Dr. Hodder is undoubtedly the former.

However, Dr. Huo De, who was once proud and proud, was hanging from the beam on the first floor like a sausage at this time.

"Where's Morey?"

After jumping off the carriage, Goethe asked Swart.

"You don't really think I can command that lord?"

"I have already sent someone to inform the lord."

"But that adult will appear more often, so it's not up to me to decide."

The sheriff shrugged.

Goethe expressed his understanding, and then walked towards the house.

"Sheriff!"

The patrolman guarding the door saluted immediately when he saw Swarte approaching.

Swart nodded, but his eyes were on Goethe standing at the door of the house, looking around.

The house in front of me is a two-story house with a garden style.

At this time, the bright sunshine in the morning shines on the manicured lawn and the white fence. On one side of the lawn, there is a white lounge chair and round table, and a folded parasol stands beside it. Just imagine Suddenly, in the hot afternoon, open the parasol, hold a glass of iced drink, lie on the deck chair and look around, and you will feel comfortable.

Not to mention other things, this item alone is much better than Guta Street.

Guta Street opens the door to the street, which is not only noisy, but also not safe enough.

And the furnishings in the room are even more indicative of the doctor's wealth.

A silver tea set stands just off the kitchen side.

Goethe remembered that his grandfather also had a set, but he only took it out during festivals, and usually kept it carefully, except for the grandfather himself, no one knew where he kept it.

This is the gap!

Goethe sighed, walked to the other side of the lawn, and continued to look at the living room through the window.

As for going in?

On the premise of knowing the trap, Goethe would never go in.

Unless Morey shows up, then it's fine for the other party to go in first.

Or goethe will go in after the danger is removed.

Otherwise, you must keep a safe distance.

Through this window, on a table, Goethe saw Doctor Hodder's 'suicide note'.

"Bring over that suicide note."

Goethe said to Swart.

"Bring over that suicide note."

Swart said to the patrolman on the side.

The patrolman looked to the side...

No one was there.

Turning back again, looking at Swarte, he raised his finger and pointed to himself.

This patrolman was not a fool. Goethe and Swart did not enter the scene at all, which made him guess that it was dangerous inside.

"Hurry up!"

"Don't dawdle!"

Swart urged.

A senior official crushed a man to death, and the patrolman walked in with a sad face, picked up the suicide note and ran back.

"Good job!"

Swart praised him and handed it to Goethe after picking up the suicide note.

However, Goethe didn't take it at all, just let Swart hold it, he watched.

Goethe was worried that it was poisonous or something.

This move made Swart's face pale.

The hands holding the suicide note trembled.

"Don't shake."

Goethe gave a low snort, and after Swart's palm stopped shaking, he could barely see the scrawled writing on it——

It was I who killed old Wayne and injected him with poison with a syringe.

Then, I hid the truth.

However, my conscience is not lost.

My heart is tormented.

Fortunately, I chose to be free.

Hodder, Z

Qi.D1888.6.11

...

The posthumous writing was a bit upside down, as if he really suffered a lot before he died.

But Goethe didn't believe it at all,

He turned around and started looking through the window for the syringe mentioned in the suicide note in the room.

If his guess is correct, then there should be [Blood Honor] on this syringe.

Soon, when Goethe turned another angle, he found Hodder's medical kit at the junction of the corridor and the living room.

It can be seen that this Dr. Hodder attaches great importance to his medical bag, and specially uses a three-legged round coffee table to store the medical bag separately.

However, at this time, the medical bag was half opened.

This contradicts the original emphasis.

It is absolutely impossible for a person who attaches great importance to the medical bag to open the medical bag at will.

Even if it is opened, it will be closed again after the fact.

unless……

The opponent is dead.

Naturally, Goethe had such a picture in his mind——

In the morning, Dr. Hodder checked his medical bag again before going out.

Just as he opened the medical kit halfway, a rope wrapped around his neck from behind.

The opponent is very strong.

Dr. Hodder lost his resistance almost instantly.

Then, suffocate.

"Go get the syringe."

Goethe said to Swart.

The sheriff immediately looked at the subordinate beside him.

"it's me again?!"

The subordinate walked in with a sad face.

This time, the subordinate was even faster than before, picked up the syringe and ran out.

Unlike the syringe in his hometown, this syringe is made of glass and metal, and the medicine that can be injected is far less than the syringe in Goethe's memory, although the volume is much larger than the latter.

Goethe thought for a moment, tore off a seat cover from the carriage, and touched the syringe through the seat cover.

The next moment, the words in front of him began to appear——

[Slightly damaged syringe (bloody honor): This is a syringe that has been used for more than three years, and can effectively inject about 10ml of medicine. Although the user has tried his best to maintain it, it was accidentally knocked down. Also to the point where it needs to be replaced - even if it doesn't look like it looks! It was a deliberate murder, and the user let it subvert the original purpose of curing diseases and saving lives! 】

[Get bloody honor! 】

...

The corner of Goethe's mouth curled up.

Not only did he get another [Bloody Honor], so now he has two [Blood Honor], but also because Goethe discovered that even if there are some obstacles, he can still get [Blood Honor].

"Have you found anything?"

He kept staring at Goldswater and saw Goethe smiling, so he couldn't help asking.

"Um."

"Somewhat."

Goethe nodded first, then, through the window, glanced at Dr. Huo De who was hanging there and said, "I don't know anything else, but one thing is certain... Huo De didn't commit suicide."

"It was silenced?"

Swart lowered his voice, and at the same time looked at the fence gate behind him, and the leather shoes moved there.

The sheriff was about to leave.

Although he promised to help Goethe, he also made an agreement with Goethe, it was only under the premise of 'safety'.

Once there is danger, he will withdraw.

And Goethe?

Run faster than Swart.

Almost when Swart was still getting ready, Goethe had already rushed out and left the lawn of Dr. Hodder's house.

But when Swart reacted and turned around and ran wildly, Goethe came back carrying a box.

The lid of the box had already been opened, and rows of explosives were neatly stacked inside.

One of them has been ignited.

Rushing to the door of Dr. Hodder's house, Goethe threw the explosive box on his shoulder into it.

boom!

Amidst the heavy sound, the explosives in the box jumped upwards.

At the same time, Dr. Hodder, who was hanging in the air, began to struggle.

corpse...

Resurrected!

With a ferocious, terrifying posture.

Click!

The strong rope was torn off by Dr. Hodder, who had come back from the dead.

Dr. Hodder, who had been resurrected from the dead, fell from mid-air and just fell on the explosives, just as the fuse of the explosives burned to the end——

boom!