The Laws of Werewolf Hunting

Chapter 53

About five days had passed since Moore was killed, and the news about the wolf-headed man had already spread in the streets and alleys. I believe that people looking for the background of the photo will appear soon.

Among them, Clayton helped a lot.

Spend a little money, hire a few people to spread rumors, and the effect is better than he expected.

The news is like this, many times the truth is a very boring thing.

People are more willing to pay for an interesting story than for the truth.That's why so many tabloids still survive.

If the Holy Grail notices the news, the Spider-Priest may send someone to find the location in the photo.

But it is impossible for her or those who join in the fun to find it, it is just a cover.

The background of the photo is in the rusted silver coins of his closed business, where he happened to store the first batch of cameras sold in the world, and he could take pictures immediately.

Clayton could track her down by sniffing out people with the same scent.

But before that, he had to deal with the elders' affairs first.

Something happened more or less during those few days, which caused Clayton not to get paid as expected, and also lost some things.

The Horn Rat disappeared the night he killed Moore, because it was in his pocket, and Clayton needed to undress before transforming, which gave him plenty of time to leave.However, since it had lost the ability to communicate with people, Clayton did not try to find it.

The gun that Joe had lent was missing, but Clayton didn't care too much.

Since the people who captured Joe didn't kill Joe according to what Moore said, it means that they can still think normally, and the connection with the Holy Grail Society is not deep enough.There's nothing wrong with guns in the hands of these people.

Clayton changed into a black coat and went out, and rented a carriage as usual to go to the General Security Department of St. Mellon Parish.

It's always nice to be outside on a sunny day, but it's another story for work.

Of course, not the job related to antiques, but the job of the sheriff.

Things about the Holy Grail Society can be put aside for a while. Their enthusiasm for finding Joe Mani will be higher than those who simply play detective games. Waiting for a while will make their presence more prominent in the crowd.

Temporarily digging out the silver star badge from his pocket and putting it on his chest, Clayton walked into the gate of the Public Security Department with the rifle he had applied for.

The lobby on the first floor of the General Public Security Bureau is getting deserted. Not long ago, Bruno thanked him for persuading Sanders to make a deposit, and provided a piece of information for free: In the past month, orders for gun smuggling on the black market have exploded. A considerable number of people decided to use their own methods to protect the neighborhood.

The male waiters behind the counter are becoming more enthusiastic every day. For those who have worked here for a long time, the decline of the Public Security Department is also unacceptable to them.

Creighton finds Gelid, who is teaching the new sheriff in the archives.

The newcomer is Simon.

Clayton thought Simon would be embarrassed by the once unfriendly exchange at the Pulitzer House, but the man greeted him nicely again.

This man might be successful, Clayton thought.

The basic quality of successful people is "shameless".

But he wasn't, so he ignored Simon, and talked directly to Gayled: "Man, the clues I provided included the location of the sacred object. When will the six thousand pounds promised by Elder Grogne be paid?" Can I get it?"

He also saw the death of Lieutenant Charles of the Salvation Army, and immediately took Gaylid to the ruins of Notre Dame, where he found Charles' head and the body of another soldier.

Now, although he didn't bring the original world whale placenta to Grogne, this sacred object is actually in the hands of the elders.

Gelid rolled his eyes: "I'm not running errands, if you want to know, go find the elder yourself."

"How do I know where he will be now? He has so many properties. You recruited me, but didn't tell me anything about the mysterious side. Do you really want to recruit people?"

Clayton felt that some of the actions of the Presbyterian Church were insincere.

Gayled said that the first time he went to the Pulitzer Mansion, he had a great banquet, but he waited for a long time without seeing the person involved, and Julius came out to make trouble, and the second half of Grogne's arrival Duan is pure partnership speech.

After that, Grogne hoped that he could solve the spider priest of the Holy Grail, but he did not explain the motive of doing so.

These measures are not very respectful.

"Don't be angry, that's actually the best thing, isn't it?" Galid laughed and lowered his hands, "It means that you don't have to do things for the Council of Elders very often. No one will take the initiative to bring up those things unless you ask yourself .”

Clayton couldn't understand this state: "But there must be someone in charge, right?"

"Don't think of the Council of Elders as a power group. There are no other people above us, only four elders, but they are often absent. Most of the changes in regulations are decided by voting, which is as fair as pirates in the Age of Discovery."

Clayton could only hear one meaning: "It sounds like the Presbyterian Church doesn't need anything."

"The elders have already obtained what the elders want, and the goal now is to maintain it." Gelid pointed out the window, "Didn't you find that the air in Sasha City is particularly good?"

Clayton kept silent. He hadn't been to many cities, and he thought that the air quality in Sasha was not as good as that in his hometown, Batnu.

A town with a train connection is no fresher than the real country.

"The elders like the fresh air, but they don't want to live in the forest, so they directly renovate the city. Thousands of acres of forest have been planted outside the city, which were created by Elder Grogne's employment of unemployed people in the past 30 years. The factory industry in Sasha City is more willing to employ a lot of labor. Elder Fisher is a ghoul, so he built a private cemetery and clinic to provide food for himself. Elder Cheryl She likes to read books, and her large library has a close cooperation with Sain University, and she spends a lot of money collecting historical manuscripts that are said to be lost, and she is a famous bibliophile at any cost."

Galid glanced at Clayton, who was in a surprised mood: "The powerful darkborn are more pure than you imagined. The elders really only want to maintain a reassuring order, so they established the elders. You Don't think of it as a tight-knit bloc like the military."

He said this to Creighton as well as Simon.

Clayton considered his words, and he found that he had really underestimated these existences:
"It was an eye-opener for me."

He had seen a rich marquis who spent a lot of money in order to collect swords. The expense of a hobby could drive the entire industry, but the other party failed to make the city change according to his own ideas.

Of course, this is also related to the conditions of Sasha City itself. There are no rare natural resources here, and the transportation is not convenient, so there are not so many eyes coveting here, and the Presbyterian Council can naturally classify this land as its own.

These existences that have satisfied their own desires are indeed more trustworthy than others.

It is a universal truth that wealthy people are more willing to give alms of kindness.

Creighton was convinced that he had nothing they wanted other than the advantage of being able to attack the Holy Grail, so the chances of them having a conflict were slim.

This fact satisfies him.

"Then what is their attitude about the Holy Grail Society?" Clayton asked Gelid sincerely.

He has been reading books recently. According to the description in the book Tritis sent, ghosts are cursed people who have almost no desire other than knowing other people's secrets. Therefore, they are all neutral existences and are quite trustworthy.

"Like the previous tenant of the house you lived in."

Galid knew everything, and was less secretive than the other ghost, which may also be because these are not secrets.

"If I want to learn spells, is there any elder who can help me?"

Clayton thought about it.

He now has a demon that can be contracted. If he can break Clara's current contract, sign a new cooperation contract, learn and master spiritual magic, then it will be much easier for him to deal with the spider priest.

The only difficulty is that Clara may not understand how she casts the spell.

"Elder Grogne will do, provided you complete the errands he entrusted to you."

In the middle of the conversation, Gayled turned his head and whispered to Simon to let him learn how to write case records, and then turned back to Creighton and said, "The people Elder Grognier arranged for you last time have now joined the magistrate's subsidy manpower. , they are waiting for you at the notary office now. The right to first-hand inspection of Lieutenant Charles' body falls to the army, and you need to send it over in a while."

Clayton frowned, the only thing he couldn't understand:
"This is what you informed me yesterday? Didn't I prove that he was killed by the Holy Grail Society? Why are the chiefs of the army still fighting the church? Didn't the Presbyterians tell them this?"

Although it was going to be winter now, and the corpse would not rot easily after the temperature dropped, but it could be called too much to wait five days before taking it for autopsy.

This kind of work efficiency is pitifully low.

"Some people don't believe it, and some people think this is a good opportunity to deal with the Salvation Army. Both sides are like this, but the focus of the propaganda is different." Gelid shook his head and sighed at the stupidity of human beings: "Okay, you're serious Much. Come on, I'm going to get into trouble soon."

Clayton was about to leave, but Gaylid's last words made him stop.

"Ghosts can still predict?"

"You will know when you are old. There is no real prophecy. This is just a summary of certain laws."

Here's what a 50-something teaches a 30-something.But Clayton hadn't heard of other old people with such abilities, so he didn't know if he should take this seriously, but Gaylid didn't look like he was joking.

He went downstairs and saw Marie Etta coming towards him.

She failed to recognize him, passed by with a gloomy face, and walked towards the room where he came out with an air of impending wind and rain.

"Maybe Gelid can really prophesy." Clayton was startled.

(End of this chapter)