Infinite Begins with Giants

Chapter 137
Billy Street, located in the east of Bu Shen City.

Here is a block of apartment buildings, neatly arranged.

The nanmu windows on the window sills of the building are quite exquisite, the reliefs on the top of the stone railing on the balcony are lifelike, and the patterns on the walls are also very beautiful.

A layer of asphalt is laid on the masonry road.

In the last epoch, the Fifth, asphalt was so expensive that only roads reserved for the rich could use asphalt.

However, since the rise of the Steam Alliance, various technologies have developed vigorously.

About 20 years ago, in the 292nd year of the Sixth Epoch of the natural calendar.

A scholar named Marvin Andrews published a paper "On the Improvement of Asphalt Process" in the Journal of Natural Sciences.

Only 20 years later, almost all major urban roads in the Faroland Kingdom were completely paved with asphalt, as were other cities.

This situation later developed to almost all countries on the Saigon mainland.

The history of using asphalt in Bushen City is even longer. About 120 years ago, a natural asphalt lake was discovered in the east of the city. Until today, people are still using this kind of asphalt that emerges from the ground to build roads.

There were some chasing children on the streets of Billy Street.

They are lively and active, and children's laughter can be heard from time to time.

Some housewives were wearing long skirts and carrying vegetable baskets in a hurry, and some old people were practicing aerobics in the small square.

Ren looked around and found that the people here were pretty good, after all, they were all middle-income families.

And the buyer of the Murcott Chamber of Commerce——John Hacks lives here, and the other party has worked for Joseph, the owner of the hall, for more than ten years.

There will still be some faint stench coming from the sewers on both sides of the road, and even some vegetable leaves and waste paper can be seen on the ground.

Many women and children like to throw some household garbage directly on the street.

At present, public health awareness among citizens is still a bit poor.

If this street was not cleaned every day, it would be as smelly and messy as many slums.

Just like the surrounding area of ​​the dilapidated hut that Renn rented before, he sleeps with the windows closed at night.

Ren and Catherine walked side by side on the street.

Catherine is tall, 172 cm tall, with golden shoulder-length hair, fair skin and beautiful legs, sexy legs, and the whole person looks heroic.

And Ren has grown a little taller.

He is now 1 meters tall, with a slender figure and well-proportioned muscles. He is only one rich away from the title of tall, rich and handsome!

The two walked side by side, and the rate of turning heads was quite high.

A faint fragrance wafted into the tip of his nose, and Ren subconsciously moved closer to Catherine.

It felt very strange, like being in a garden after a breeze and a drizzle, Ryan found that Catherine's deodorant was a bit special.

One is the smell of perfume, the smell of geranium mint is the strongest, mixed with the aroma of rose, iris, jasmine and so on.

Another kind of fresh and natural, refreshing, like flowers blooming in the forest, does not seem to be the smell of perfume.

"Little boy, why are you so close to me? Are you trying to take advantage of me?" Catherine raised her eyebrows and said mischievously.

After a little hesitation, Ren said uncertainly, "Catherine, you... seem to be able to purify the air."

"What?" Catherine was confused.

"I mean, you have a fresh and natural fragrance," Ryan explained.

Catherine's expression changed slightly, her crimson pupils stared at him, and asked in a low voice, "Can you feel it?"

Spreading his hands, Ren bluntly said: "I don't think you need to use any perfume, it's better than your body fragrance."

With a light spit, Catherine said jokingly on her pretty face:

"Little boy, what do you know? My sister wears 'prosperity', a high-end perfume. A young boy like you probably hasn't slept with a woman before. You have no taste!"

"Pretend I didn't say that!" Ren rolled his eyes
The plain hand patted his head, and Catherine smiled sweetly: "Little boy, are you angry?"

"No, but I really don't understand women."

"Really? One day my sister can't get married, I'll take advantage of you."

Ren just shook his head. He had already discovered that Catherine was far less open than she said, she was just a cloud driver.

"Remember, don't talk nonsense about this matter." Catherine warned him.

Ren nodded. He is not stupid, so he can naturally feel that Catherine's identity is not simple, and she seems to have a lot of background.

Soon, the two entered Building B, followed the wooden stairs in the building to the sixth floor, and knocked on the door.

"Come in!" A middle-aged woman's voice sounded.

Ren and Catherine pushed the door in and looked at the housewife in front of her. She was wearing a floral dress, with a slightly fat figure, a sad face, a small black hemorrhoid on her chin, and she looked worried.

"Hello, Mrs. Hax, we are looking for your husband, Mr. John. Mr. Joseph asked us to visit him." Catherine said politely.

She is always very polite in front of ordinary people, but has a bad attitude in front of some extraordinary people.

With a little surprise on her face, Mrs. Harkers cheered up and smiled:

"Thanks to the respected Master Joseph for caring about John. He has been in a very bad state of mind recently."

She told them to wait a while, went to the bedroom and called her husband out.

Wren and Catherine meet John Hacks.

He has messy black hair, thick eyebrows, big eyes, a high nose, and thick lips.

John's face was extremely pale, his eyes were slightly bloodshot, the dark circles were obvious, and his spirit was very listless.

It's like someone who has stayed up for several nights or suffers from chronic insomnia.

"Two, what's the matter?" John said weakly.

Ryan was the first to speak: "Mr. John, I heard that you bought a self-portrait from a lady three months ago. We want to know the details of that day."

John's expression changed, and he winked at his wife.

She understood immediately, closed the door, and went into a bedroom to escape.

Only then did John say in a deep voice, "That woman was wearing a black veil and mourning clothes, and she took the initiative to sell paintings to me."

"Really? That painting is not a masterpiece, why did you buy it?
And from a widow who was recently widowed, you don't look like a healthy person. " Ren asked coldly.

Staring blankly, John hesitated to speak.

Seeing this, Catherine said softly:
"Mr. John, we are entrusted by your boss, Joseph, and hope you explain the situation.

You should know that several people who visited the portrait gallery have been killed because of the self-portrait you bought. "

blah blah...

The sound of the pendulum echoed in the living room. After a period of unspeakable silence, John's expression changed several times.

He rubbed his fingers on the knee trousers a few times, finally sighed, and told the story of the incident.

On that day, John just went to the street to buy a few works by young painters with high skills in the name of Joseph, the owner of the museum.

While winning the favor of some down-and-out painters, you can also promote the gallery and accumulate some reputation for the boss.

Mr. Joseph, the owner of the museum, has a keen eye, appreciates art, and is generous. Anyway, it doesn't cost much.

Maybe many years later, when the artist died, and after a few times of publicity and praise, these works would become "famous paintings" and earn a fortune.

When the masked woman handed it over, John didn't really want to buy it.

Although the self-portrait was of a good standard, the other person was wearing a black dress and was in mourning, which was very inauspicious.

"The widow later handed me 5 gold coins, saying that her husband was a down-and-out painter, and his dream was that one day his works would be appreciated and recognized by everyone.

Now that her husband has unfortunately passed away, she hopes to hang this favorite self-portrait of her husband in the Dale Portrait Gallery, and her husband's wish is forgotten..."

In the living room, John's face was full of annoyance and fear.

He accepted the woman's gold coin, not out of sympathy for her, but greed for money.

And it can save a sum of money to buy paintings, so why not do it.

"So, Mr. John, you actually don't know the woman's name and specific appearance." Ren looked very serious.

John covered his face with his hands, regretful:
"I shouldn't be greedy for those five gold coins. Since that day, I have started dreaming, and it was just a little strange at first.

The dream after that became more and more terrifying... I thought that there was something wrong with her painting, but I was not completely sure, after all, I bought a lot of paintings during that time. "

"What dream? John first, please describe it in detail. We were invited by your boss to solve this matter."

As Catherine spoke, she took out the key of Dale's gallery and shook it.

When John saw Joseph's key, he obviously let go of his guard. He had seen this key before.

Catherine suspected that he was the first person to be possessed by that strange wraith, but luckily he survived, only mentally traumatized.

As if recalling something terrible, John's body tensed up.

He looked at Ren and Catherine, and said with trembling lips:

"That dream was nothing at first, it seemed that it was just a young artist who saved a woman who passed out by the side of the road..."

(End of this chapter)