Demon Sage Chapter 57

In the living room, the servants were screened out early, and only the Bartley family was left. The couple were leaning against each other, and beside them sat a man shrouded in a cloak.

"Zier, when Fran comes back later, you have to go to the resuscitation church in McGill town. The doctor's current condition cannot cure her daughter, so she must have the help of the church."

Mirena Bartley, holding a silk handkerchief with a few wet marks on it, tears hanging from the corners of her eyes, I feel pity.

"I...how do I tell them that my daughter has turned into a monster, please save her? Hmph, a girl, to do such a thing, she has to use this method if she likes that person. Did you? Tell me earlier, even if it's money, I can smash that kid by her side, what's that? You know what that method means... yes, you know that method very well What does it mean, why didn't you stop her sooner!"

Zier Bartley, who was leaning against the sofa, blushed, the wine glass clenched in his hand and the bottle that was half empty on the table proved that he had drank a lot.

"Zier! I only found out later, am I not making amends now? You, a father, are sitting here drinking? You keep saying that as long as Audrey can come back, you are willing to give anything. Now that she is back, you Who do you show such a stinky face to? If you don't want to save Audrey, I'll go by myself!"

The woman sat on the other side, put her arms around the man in the cape, accidentally sat on the cape, and inadvertently pulled it down halfway. The brown corners were exposed, causing the people below to hurriedly tore off the cape to cover it up, and after a while, she cried again. sound came out.

Zil Bartley looked at their mother and daughter in grief and pain, holding the wine glass with too much force and turning white. Could he be a man with a hard heart?

His daughter has turned into the ghost she is now. As the owner of this family, he is also uncomfortable. He regretted it, regretted hiding that incident at the beginning, and now he has turned it around and retributed it to his own daughter. Why didn't he find those things? Something was left on purpose!

If you had been more ruthless back then, why would there be such a thing today?

Those two gentlemen and Aldridge have three lives again, how much will it cost to be appeased this time?

It's a pity that there is no fruit in this world called "if".

"I understand, I understand... When Fran Xiazzo comes back, Audrey and I will go to Maigu Town, Mirena, you go upstairs to pack up, where should I put my valuables? You know, let's get out of here and go somewhere else."

What else can we do? He couldn't take his wife and daughter to the police station to guard himself. He couldn't do such a thing, and he was also responsible for the consequences of the last cover-up.

squeak~

There was a sound from the door, the three people in the living room turned their heads involuntarily, and the crying under the cloak also stopped.

The door opened inward, and three figures stood at the door, taking off their dripping coats, Donald with a goat horn on his waist, and a cloth bag in his hand, looking at Sherlock, who was on their side, and a double tube behind him. Shotgun, old Hooper as steady as ever.

"Mr. Bartlett, we've settled the case, Miss Audrey... Don't we need help to find it?"

As a detective, Sherlock is now the most suitable person to speak. He walked into the living room and glanced at the person beside Mrs. Bartley.

"Well, it's true... it's true, Audrey has come back. Could it be Aldrich who was the murderer? He's really a... ungrateful guy."

Swallowing the drink in his throat, Ziel Bartley responded to Sherlock's question with some difficulty. His eyes turned to his wife, what's going on?

"Mr. Swift, did you see my maid on your way back? I sent her to meet you."

How could they come back alive...

How could they come back alive!

"I didn't see any maids, none of them, Donald, did you see them?"

"No, we just caught up with Aldridge, who committed suicide in the woods and left this, I think it's a goat's horn? What a strange person."

The two sides are well aware of the current situation, but they did not pierce that layer of window paper.

If the matter of this case is revealed, the resuscitated church in Maigu Town will inevitably intervene, and there will be taboo rituals in their own parishes. In their eyes, it is extremely blasphemous and offensive to the gods. At that time, everyone involved in this case will be punished. investigation.

As the discoverers of clues and the people who have direct contact with the two monsters, they are very likely to be included in the list of special objects by the government and the church. The consequences of this situation are extremely troublesome.

Hooper is okay, he is the savior, but Sherlock and Donald have their own secrets, and they don't want to expose them anyway.

Therefore, the three had negotiated in advance, and this matter was handed over to Sherlock. He claimed to have friends in the government department, and he could let them handle this matter privately, and then the three of them could save a lot of trouble.

Donald couldn't help but think of the three apostles he met in the warehouse area. In his memory, they should be the people responsible for this type of case. Does Sherlock have any connections in this area?

This was somewhat unexpected by Donald. Sherlock didn't have amnesia in the last case, and there seems to be a new possibility.

"Since that's the case... I'm going to get paid for the two of you. I think you guys also want to go home earlier, right?"

Ziel Bartley had misunderstood Donald and the others. He felt that these three people should have seen something they should not have seen.

This is normal. After all, the other party is a private detective, who is responsible for completing the entrustment of the employer, not digging up some indecent things, so he is ready to be "slaughtered".

"Mr. Bartlett, I think we may need to talk about the remuneration again."

Sherlock dragged a chair from one side of the living room and sat down. If they only wanted money, their previous life-and-death battle would be too cheap:

"I didn't see the maid, but we saw two monsters. I don't know how they appeared, but well... they are something interesting."

Opened the bag beside him, and took out a hair accessory (Fran Shazzo's headdress) and a photo (found in Audrey's room).

"We are willing to pay the corresponding remuneration, please don't worry, we must satisfy the three of you."

Mirena Bartley, who had been silent all the time, saw these two things, and finally couldn't help but speak up. It turned out that Fran didn't find them...

She was frightened. She knew best about Fran Xiazzo's situation. That was what she had always depended on!

Seeing the unease and panic on each other's faces, Sherlock and Donald looked at each other and breathed a sigh of relief.

Mirena Bartley is not a true heretic, or her ability lies entirely in her maid.

What they were most afraid of at this moment was that Fran Xiazzo was just a scoundrel under the opponent's hands. All three of them had their firearms on, and the horses were just outside the door.

If the other party really has a backer, in their current state, I am afraid they can only run.

"Here is 100 gold pounds, all the cash that my family can take out now, this is... the summoning method of monsters, all, without reservation, if the other three have anything to look at, as long as Lan Fendo Farm has it, you can take it as you like, I just hope the three of you can let my family go and don't report it to the police…”

There are two boxes on the table, the larger one is full of coins, both banknotes and coins, and the smaller box has a folded piece of paper, and you can see the small black characters on it.

After knowing that things were irreversible, Zil Bartley made a low profile, 100 gold pounds, this money is not much for a capitalist, but for a farmer, this is enough to affect the future After several years of business funds, he said that there is only so much he can come up with at present, which is not a lie.

"Zil... without it, I..."

Mrs. Bartley's eyes wandered over the box containing the forbidden ritual methods, she wanted to say something.

Is there a ritual or magic that keeps youth forever after changing your appearance? In this bizarre world, no one can tell.

But one thing needs to be understood, there is never a free lunch, and you want to do things that cannot be done by human beings.

Without paying the price? how is this possible!

"Mr. Bartlett~www.mtlnovel.com~ I think you may have misunderstood, take out these two things, I don't want to use them to threaten you, I actually want to threaten you, I can't use these things at all, Austria Miss Delly's use of taboo rituals is enough for the government to investigate thoroughly. I just have a question that I need your help to answer... In the case of shredding the corpse on the roof, was there any participation from this lady, or was it just that? She planned it!"

Sherlock's expression remained unchanged. If he really wanted to threaten the family, he wanted to send him 100 gold pounds and an evil ritual text based on the information he had?

"Of course it doesn't matter. My wife did make mistakes in the past, but she never kills anyone. That's the bottom line. We will never kill anyone. Just like my daughter, even if she looks like this, it will only hurt the cow Sheep."

"I just wanted to ask for the 10 dismembered deceased, if there is any other guy who killed them except the monster at large."

Donald's eyes turned to the Bartleys' faces. The number he knew from Golem and later told Sherlock.

"The police station has already closed the case, hasn't it, the murderer has been brought to justice, and the 10 victims have already rested in peace... Don't a few still believe the government's verdict?"

"But the newspaper said that the police only found 7 bodies at the murder scene. What should I do? Do you know where the other 3 dead are?"

This is the middle of the pack. No one thought about it originally, but the appearance of Fran Xiazzo is really fascinating.

Zil Bartley was stunned. It wasn't that he hadn't read the newspaper about the corpse dismemberment case, but he didn't have a deep memory when he knew that 7 was a fake number.

And this 10, he doesn't know how to explain it!

Chapter end