my beauty world

Chapter 214 Maid Mrs. Katie and the Mage (6000)
After changing into a well-fitting sportswear that is convenient for work, Jess took out a custom-made dark red lace apron and put it on. The wide-brimmed belt was tied tightly behind the back, and the front and back immediately bulged up. She tied up her smooth hair and opened it. The cabinet in front of you.

Inside the cabinet, chainsaws, steel brazes, sharp hooks, skinning knives, and bone-chopping knives are neatly placed.

Jess picked up the alloy hook, hooked the mouth of the werewolf corpse, pressed the electric button, and hung it up.

Quite professional!

Jess looked at Ronan who was sitting on the sofa chair, and asked, "Shall I start?"

Ronan was looking at the information collected by Jess, and waved his hand: "Take the bones clean!"

Jess's delicate and bright face turned to the dead black bear whose head had been cut off. Guessing that she would not have time to sleep tonight, she picked up a piece of roasted bear meat and stuffed it into her mouth, eating it to replenish energy.

After chewing a few mouthfuls, he said, "Who baked it, the taste is average."

"Mad Cow and Thomas roasted it." Ronan said naturally: "Their roast is not delicious, I will bring it back for you."

Feeling that there is room for use, Jess was enthusiastic, picked up the skinning knife, and wanted to skin the werewolf: "I will do the work in the future."

She pointed to the werewolf: "Is this roasted?"

Ronan shook his head: "Hundreds of years ago, he was a human being."

Jess nodded: "You burn the meat."

The basement immediately turned into a slaughterhouse, and the beautiful girl with a charming face and a hot body turned into a skinning butcher.

Jess-Flayer is online!
Ronan responded, and it looked like the information was coming.

The primary goal of coming to New York this time is the teeth of the vampire viscount.

The information Jess collected mainly focused on three aspects.

First up is vampires.

According to various feedbacks, there is a relatively powerful vampire group on Wall Street, and they believe in an ancient evil god known as the Lord of Night and Blood.

Ronan had just dealt with cobras in Europe, and had seen Lilith with his own eyes in the conscious world, so he didn't need to ask much to know that the group of vampires must believe in Lilith.

Ilsa also said that the US authorities also got some news about Valentine and the virus incident, and like the UK, they chose to sit on the sidelines.

When Ronan wiped out the Victor vampire family in Los Angeles, Kraven said that the Victor family paid a large sum of money every year to obtain asylum from Washington and New York.

It is not surprising that there are vampires hiding in the upper echelons of American society.

In a sense, sometimes the American father and sometimes the son of the United States are Jews, and it is not too much to classify them as vampires.

Lilith is the god of the Hebrews and the ancestor of vampires, which really complement each other.

But Jess has not discovered the existence of the vampire viscount for the time being, and has never even encountered the vampire baron.

This was followed by the Joseph Ballet.

Jess discovered that the amazing Amy who lives in this community is probably not an ordinary person. Through Amy, she got in touch with her parents, Blanco and Joseph, and went to the ballet troupe that Blanco was in charge of during the day. It's normal, but there's always something weird about it.

The Joseph Ballet, though named after Amy's father, is all women and not a single man.

Jess is just a feeling, and Ronan needs to see it for himself.

Finally, there was a recent phone call from Ronan in Montana, Mensa and Ron Hubbard.

Today, Jess met Ron Hubbard at the residence of the Joseph Dance Company. He is the leader of Mensa, a billionaire in New York, and has a huge queen.

Mensa itself advocates polygamy, and there are many believers among the rich.

As for the legal provisions, they do not have much substantive significance.

According to Ronan's news from Carolina, the Special Affairs Bureau sold the teeth of Victor and Marcus to Ron Hubbard at a high price. According to the division of the Special Affairs Bureau, Victor and Marcus are all vampire viscounts. this grade.

Hubbard, the leader, is a businessman himself. Ronan plans to find an opportunity to get in touch. It would be best if he can solve it with money.

It is not a problem that can be solved by several million dollars, or even tens of millions of dollars.

If money can't solve it, think of other ways.

In addition, there are some miscellaneous news.

For example, the wild supernatural beings in New York, after several years of development, have spontaneously formed several underground trading markets, but there are mixed fish and dragons; in an underground trading market, Jess saw a mage, a middle-aged couple; The bureau set up a branch in New York and so on.

The sound of the chainsaw sounded, and Ronan turned his head to look. Jess raised the chainsaw and cut up the body of the demonized black bear.

Practice makes perfect, Jess is strong enough, skilled in technique, obviously professionally trained.

As if sensing Ronan's gaze, Jess turned around and gave Ronan a flattering smile.

Ronan decided to give some sweetness: "Work hard, and I'll give you a stand-in doll later."

Jess smiled even more happily: "Okay!" She said while working: "The one you gave me last time has cracks."

Ronan got up and brought a werewolf bone, making sure it could be used for carving, and said, "There are enough materials, I'll give you a few more this time."

Take out the carving knife, compare it with Jess's appearance, and start carving.

After Jess finished processing and marinating the bear meat, Ronan lit the fire of his soul and asked her to continue cooking.

Taking advantage of his free time, Ronan took out White Ghost's katana sword and cross dart.

The samurai sword was used in Montana. It is obviously not a modern industrial assembly line product. It is hard and sharp, and it cuts large-caliber sniper rifle bullets without any gaps.

Dart throwing requires skill, and Ronan is also practicing it recently.

When you come to New York this time, when you do something, you can try the white ghost's vest.

Ronan was well prepared. Before leaving Montana, he had the same style of white ghost custom-made in a tailor shop in West Yellowstone.

Let Mao Xiong bear so many blames, it's time to change the blame.

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Brooklyn, home of the Joseph Ballet.

The night was quiet, and the academy and dancers fell asleep one after another.

Ms. Blanco, as usual, patrolled the building, returned to her suite, picked up an old-fashioned lantern, turned it on, and carried it to the bookcase, turned a vase vigorously, and the bookcase was divided into two sides almost silently. A wide stairway descending is exposed.

Lifting the lamp to illuminate the passage, Blanco walked down step by step, opened a wooden door, and entered the dark hall on the ground.

The light was dim, and the halo was flickering, and a dark stone wall could be faintly seen in the distance opposite the gate.

Sitting on a large chair in front of the wall was a woman whose skin was wrinkled and drooped due to aging, and her hair was scarce.

The woman rolled up her eyes, which were almost only white: "My dear girl, are you willing to see me?"

Blanco walked over step by step, hung the lamp high, sat sideways on the ground, and grabbed the old man's hand: "Mrs. Kitty."

"Hehe... This name has long been forgotten." Katie held Blanco's hand tightly: "Did you find a new candidate?"

Blanco stroked her hand: "I found it. Not only is there No. 1 choice, but I also found a backup candidate. The last accident will not happen again."

Katie held Blanco's hand and continued to exert force: "My dear daughter, a ceremony must be held before the end of the year. I can't last long. If I die, most of your strength will be lost! Like you, you will immediately age and become Be like me."

Blanco said: "There will be absolutely no accidents this time. I will let her be the lead dancer for the No. 1 election."

Katie was very worried: "During the ceremony, the second person must be present! In addition, fresh lives and souls need to be sacrificed to me!"

Blanco had already made arrangements, and said: "After No. 1 is elected, it will probably take a while to rehearse and get familiar with the ritual dance. Please wait patiently! I am negotiating cooperation with the Lincoln Center for the Arts, and strive to enter the Lincoln Grand Theater before the new year. There will be countless audiences watching the performance, and there will be countless lives and souls!"

Katie said: "Very good! I will be born again, young and full of vitality again! As long as I succeed, you will be stronger."

Blanco stroked his hand that looked like dry bark: "Mother, you will succeed."

Katie reached out and wanted to touch Blanco's face: "One thing, don't relax! Be careful of the Russians! 30 years ago, we came to New York from Eastern Europe in order to get rid of the KGB. Completely free, I didn't expect the Russians to find them again in the past two years."

Blanco said, "This is New York, not Moscow."

Katie groped in the darkness and found a stack of newspapers. Although due to physical reasons, she had to hide in the darkness underground, she was not isolated from the world.

"Washington, bombed by the Russians." She stuffed a newspaper into Blanco's hand: "If they dare to go to Washington, they dare to send people to New York. We... have cooperated with the KGB before."

Blanco nodded: "I will be careful."

Katie closed her eyes: "Let's go, do your thing, and finish it as soon as possible."

Blanco didn't say any more, picked up the lantern that was emitting a dim yellow light, left the basement, and went upstairs along the stairs.

Back in the bedroom, her husband Joseph is back and working on the latest Amazing Amy.

Blanco closed the door of the bookcase, came behind Joseph, and quietly watched her husband rustle as he wrote.

Different from ordinary words, the pen in Joseph's hand fell on the leather paper, and the words written were blood red.

When the handwriting dries, it turns into a dark red that is almost black.

After watching for a while, when my husband stopped writing, he couldn't help but ask, "Why?"

Joseph said: "Nick is not good enough for Amy. This is our consensus. He is just an ordinary country boy. Before he was with Amy, he didn't even have a house in New York!"

He further said: "It's just that, it's okay, as long as Amy is happy! But tonight, I saw Nick at the party held by Hubbard!"

Blanco's already meticulous face became more serious, because she knew what Hubbard's party was like, full of drugs and women!
Joseph flexed his wrist, ready to continue: "Amy will continue to be amazing, she will always be a cool girl, so she will leave Nick!"

Blanco nodded: "You're right."

The magical rich girl Amy fell in love with the honest and dull country man Nick, but the honest man was actually not honest at all. He took Amy's money and wanted to join the Mensa Church!
Joseph picked up the pen and continued to write. The blood-red text fell on the leather paper: "This morning, Amy took advantage of Nick to go out for a walk, disrupted the arrangement of the house, created a scene of domestic violence, and left a lot of blood stains... ..."

Blanco suddenly thought of someone.

Very distant news, when she was very young.

A British novelist named Agatha Christie ran away from home in anger because of her husband’s cheating on her legs. Fans and many newspaper reporters searched everywhere. The police believed that she might be murdered. Her husband naturally became the first. The subject of the investigation, the affair was exposed by the media and condemned by public opinion.

Twelve days later, Agatha was recognized while shopping under a false name.

…………

Manhattan, Seventh Avenue.

A black Chevrolet SUV is parked in front of a vintage-looking antique store.

The driver was a Korean with a scarred face. He looked at his immediate boss on the co-pilot and said, "Jay, this should be here."

Miss Jay took out a piece of parchment, looked at the stamp engraved on it, and then at the emblem at the door of the store, and said, "Merlin Antique Store, that's right."

Scarface asked, "Can we convince them? They've been aloof for a long time."

Jay smiled: "As long as you are in society, you will interact with people. People are not machines, and they always have feelings. The Bureau of Special Affairs found out that Balthazar had several students, and the relationship was quite good. Among them The one I liked the most was killed. This house, worth at least tens of millions of dollars, was bought for him by the victim.”

She got out of the car first and walked towards the door of the store.

Scarface hurriedly followed, and touched the pistol under his arm.

Jay came to the door of the store, looked in through the glass, and couldn't see anything under the cover of the floral glass, so he bent his fingers and knocked on the door.

"Wait a minute!" Someone said inside.

A middle-aged woman with an exceptionally thick waist opened the door: "The shop is closed, what are you doing?"

Jay showed him the stamp: "I want to see Balthazar and Master Veronica."

The middle-aged woman carefully looked at the dragon-shaped stamp and confirmed that it was correct: "Come in."

Jay and Scarface followed him into the shop.

The store is a bit messy with old items everywhere.

The door on the side of the counter opened, and a strange-looking man in a black leather jacket came out: "It's so late, who is coming?"

Seeing this strange appearance, Jay immediately confirmed his identity, and introduced: "I am Jay, the newly established New York branch director of the Special Affairs Bureau, and this is my colleague Scarface. Master Balthazar, Master Veronica , General Hawke visited the two of you before."

Balthazar and Veronica led them into the reception room.

Jay directly stated his intentions: "Two masters, I am here this time, and I want to invite you to serve as consultants for the Special Affairs Bureau."

Balthazar isn't very interested: "We're used to being laid-back and don't like being constrained."

Jay said: "There will be no constraints. The consultant position will have a high salary of 500 million U.S. dollars per year. You still maintain your current life and do not need to make any changes. You just help the Special Affairs Bureau solve problems when it encounters difficulties. Confused, when the time is right, help me."

Veronica has never spoken. She has only woken up from a deep sleep for a few years, and her understanding of society is relatively limited.

Balthazar was disturbed several centuries ago, woke up from a thousand-year slumber, and never fell into a slumber again, and has been mingling in human society.

"No need." Balthazar has students to support him, and he believes that he will not be short of money, although he will not make money.

"I also bring a piece of bad news." Jay made a lot of preparations: "Your student Grenouille..."

"Don't mention that name in front of me!" Balthazar suddenly became angry: "This bastard who is in love with a vampire! You have completely lost the face of the mage!"

Chaofan also has a chain of contempt, non-human monsters like werewolves and vampires are at the lower end of the chain of contempt.

Veronica patted Balthazar's hand comfortingly: "Don't get angry."

The depth of love is the depth of responsibility.

Jay knew this well, and continued: "About the beginning of this year, Master Grenouille was killed in Paris in a despicable sneak attack and murder!"

Balthazar stared at Jay, his tone changed immediately: "What you said is true?"

Jay said, "Master, haven't you watched the news?"

"The American media is full of lies, and I have stopped watching it for a long time." Balthazar asked again: "Is Grenouille really dead?"

"The news used to be widely reported," Jay said.

Balthazar put his hand on his forehead, obviously not in the right mood: "You guys go first!" The voice suddenly raised: "Go now, go!"

Scarface subconsciously wanted to touch the gun, but Jay pressed his hand: "Excuse me, master, let's go now."

Before leaving, she put the business card on the table.

Balthazar didn't let Jay take it, let her put it down.

After Jay and the others left, Balthazar found a dusty laptop, struggled for a while, connected to the Internet through his mobile phone and credit card, searched the news, and found a lot of news about Grenouille.

At the beginning of the year, the perfume case was aroused.

"No wonder he hasn't contacted me for almost a year." Balthazar's pain and sadness were written on his face: "You know? I, a teacher, scolded him and didn't want to see him. He has always respected me for hundreds of years. Ruyi would contact me every year around Christmas and New Years. After I arrived in the New World, I started to write letters, and later sent telegrams, and even came to see me by boat.”

He pointed to the antique shop that occupied the entire three-storey building: "I don't know how to do business, I'm arrogant, I don't know how to make money, and I don't like to make money. These are actually bought by Grenouille."

Veronica said: "He wants you to live a better life, so you have to live a good life."

Balthazar shook his head and said: "Grenouille did what he did and worked hard to make money, partly for me, I am an old mage, I don't want to make progress, but I want to live a free and good life. All these need money. A place like New York still costs a lot of money! Let’s talk about this store, what have I sold? The income is not even a fraction of the property tax.”

"It's all my fault! I didn't teach good spells. Seeing that he has a special talent for distinguishing scents, he taught the spell of refining perfume." He couldn't help but blame himself in his heart: "He is a genius, based on the spells I taught, he applied it to alchemy. At that time, I should have recommended him to...there, let him study alchemy systematically!"

The uttered name disappeared automatically as soon as it was uttered, as if Balthazar had never said it.

Balthazar said again: "I should forgive him, he never waited for my forgiveness until his death!"

Veronica said: "Maybe he did nothing wrong, it was the vampire who was wrong."

Balthazar shook his head: "These are meaningless. Look at the news. Does it say who killed Grenouille?"

"There are names on the news and public arrest warrants..." Veronica looked carefully at the computer screen: "It's called Ronan the Destroyer."

Balthazar frowned: "The Destroyer? A Transcendent? Has anyone been caught?"

Veronica continued to read the news and online wanted notices. After a while, she said, "No, his last trace was in Rome. After bombing the Continental Hotel in Rome, he disappeared."

Balthazar said, "Why don't he find it."

Veronica stopped talking, because finding someone required a huge investment of manpower and material resources.

Balthazar picked up Jay's business card.

…………

At dawn, Ronan got up and washed up, and when he came down from the stairs, he heard Jess's greeting: "Breakfast is ready, come and have breakfast."

Entering the dining room, Jess changed into a white apron and was serving breakfast on the table.

Ronan is like a patriarch in the old society, sitting at the table, just waiting to eat.

Jess brought roast bear sandwiches, bison salad, and poured a glass of milk for Ronan before sitting across from him.

Ronan ate slowly, and asked, "Is everything done?"

Jess yawned: "Take care of everything, I'll bring the bones up later, you put them away."

Ronan took out three sculpted stand-in dolls and pushed them over to Jess.

Jess immediately put it away and tucked it into the white apron.

While eating breakfast, Ronan ordered: "Four things. First, find a way to get in touch with Hubbard of Mensa, and I want to talk to him. Second, the amazing Amy you mentioned and where she is Let me know the dance troupe, let me see the specific situation. Third, continue to look for vampires on Wall Street; finally, I want to see the extraordinary trading market here."

It would be best if you can spend money to buy some materials.

Jess nodded slightly, Ronan's needs were her pursuit, and she quickly replied: "There are public events every once in a while at the Mensa Church, and Hubbard will attend; The traces, they hide relatively deep, it may take some time; the trading market will not be available until the weekend, when we go together?"

Ronan said, "Yes."

Jess said again: "Amazing Amy, it's easy to handle." She secretly observed Ronan: "Well... you are back, how about I hold a... house party? Invite Amy and his wife and other acquaintances in the community to participate ?”

Ronan didn't object: "You get ready."

Jess smiled and said, "I'll make the call later."

It will take a long time to advance from second-degree fraud to third-degree murder. Jess plans to stay in New York for a relatively long time, hiding behind her back and manipulating the company to engage in financial fraud, while also having normal social interactions to avoid arousing suspicion.

When Ronan came this time, his ostensible identity was the male owner of this villa. He invested in Europe before, and the European company was on the right track. He returned to New York for vacation.

　Temporary nucleic acid yesterday, queued for a long time, resulting in not finishing, got up this morning to type, just finished writing, forgive me.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)