Calamity Crown

2022-01-18

Chapter 12 This province should spend the money

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The Garden Club, Goethe knows it well.

The kind that knows the depths and the depths, and understands the advance and retreat.

So, he knew exactly what the 5 Golden Tickets could do there.

The entry fee is 1 silver cable.

1 silver cable for tea service

1 silver cable for a dance.

Of course, if it’s just dancing, 5 golden tickets are more than enough to dance until dawn, but some special services in it require high extra fees.

5 Golden Tickets?

It’s barely enough for two.

Just why did Morey let him go to the Garden Club?

Is there a better place to talk?

Or…

Where is that so-called ‘Mist Murderer’ hiding? !

Goethe’s face tightened at the thought.

This is probably not for nothing, you know, the ‘friend’ Ender who he threw downstairs with his own hands, they met in the Garden Club.

Thinking of this, an idea popped into Goethe’s mind.

“Wayne’s family was targeted because ‘Goethe’ had inadvertently offended ‘Mist Murderer’ at the Garden Club before?”

Goethe’s face changed continuously changed.

Fuck the street!

Xianjia shovel!

Standing there, he began to recall the memories that belonged to ‘Goethe’ he had seen before, but found nothing.

The memory of ‘Goethe’ in 19 years is not too complicated, but it is difficult to find an ‘enemy’ who has no memory of ‘Goethe’ himself in these 19 years of memory.

Even if you narrow it down to the Garden Club.

After thinking for a moment, Goethe, who had no result in the end, shook the head, turned around and went downstairs.

The Garden Club is closed during the day and doesn’t open until 7pm.

And it’s only 8 am, 11 hours left.

Goethe isn’t doing nothing for so long.

With a wave of his hand, Goethe sat on the public carriage again.

Half an hour later, he got off in front of the ‘Ayre Bar’.

Without saying hello, Goethe pushed the door open.

“Sorry, we’re closed.”

“Come back at night if necessary.”

The cleaning waiter said without looking up.

Goethe glanced at the drunkard in the corner of the bar as if looking at each other, and flicked a silver cord directly onto the bar.

“Have a cup of ‘Hunter’.”

Goethe said.

“Okay, guest, come right away.”

The waiter who just said it was closed, acted immediately.

In less than 3 minutes, a glass of whiskey with honey and pomegranate juice was served.

Scarlet color, spicy taste, but mixed with a hint of sweetness.

Tasting this cup of ‘hunter’, Goethe seemed to see a hunter who went through suffered untold hardships and risked death to capture his prey and enjoy the joy.

“Wine, good.”

“Hope the others don’t let me down.”

Goethe put down his glass.

“Of course!”

“As long as there are enough golden grams, we have the best hunters in Luster!”

The waiter said with a smile.

The Ayr’s Bar is the Luster’s Hunter’s Bar.

In the previous memory of ‘Goethe’, the other party was here to seek help, but was humiliated.

It was also because of this humiliation that ‘Goethe’ became indifferent.

Goethe has nothing to say about this other than ‘naive’.

Pray for the help of others, but don’t want to pay a small price…

There is no such good thing in the world!

Even so-called great people have corresponding needs.

It’s not for profit, it’s for fame.

Of course, it is not without good people.

Yes, but rarely.

At least, ‘Goethe’ didn’t come across it before.

And now Goethe?

I came across it.

Therefore, he chose to retire in his hometown.

It’s a pity that on the first day of retirement, I came to this ghost place with a string on the side of the road.

Whoosh!

Taking a deep breath, Goethe suppressed the lament in his mind. He took out his wallet without covering it, and took out the gold ticket with the largest denomination and placed it on the bar.

“Looking for the family of ‘Goethe .Wayne’, for each person found, 10golden gram, providing accurate whereabouts, 1golden gram.”

“And…”

“If anyone knows what happened to the ‘Goethe .Wayne’ house, those 100 golden grams are his.”

Goethe elaborated.

The flower spends the province.

Goethe loves money, but he’s definitely not a miser.

Especially when it comes to spending money on a knife’s edge, Goethe never refuses.

It seems like in the current situation, although Swart promised him to investigate the ‘Dr. Hodder’ and Morey had a ‘cooperation’ with him, Goethe knows that some things are still up to him. .

Example: Find the whereabouts of family members.

Even if he knew, the family members had been killed.

However, the person who started it, and the people around it, don’t know.

This helps shape his character.

Of course, it’s not all about acting.

It is also possible to catch a big fish.

Even, you will get [Bloody Honor].

It’s all down to luck though.

Look at the binding force of the ‘Mist Murderer’ on his subordinates, as well as the amount of golden gram.

Thinking of this, Goethe put the 50 gold ticket in his wallet on the bar.

150 Gold Tickets in total!

Looking at the golden ticket on the bar, the smiling waiter has a brighter smile.

150golden gram is not a small amount in a hunter’s bar.

If the business goes through, he can get a hefty commission right away.

If not?

The boss also gives him bonuses.

It’s a win-win.

So, the waiter made an all-out effort to introduce Goethe right away.

“The bounty will appear tonight for a period of 4 weeks. If someone completes the task during this period, we will send someone to notify you. If the task is not completed, we will give a full refund. At the same time, we Your boss will give you a free service – within your ability.”

“If you agree, please sign.”

“It’s your credential, of course. , you can burn it too, I remember you.”

The waiter handed Goethe two notes.

The note is about three fingers wide and less than 10 centimeters long. It is blank on the front and has a raised number on the back, which is obviously the anti-counterfeiting sign of the Hunter’s Bar.

Goethe signed the two slips, and the waiter took away the top one and left the one below Goethe.

Putting the note in his wallet, Goethe drank the ‘Hunter’ from the cup and turned to leave.

“Peace to you.”

The waiter exclaimed.

Because, he had already seen the two hu hu sleeping drunks in the corner woke up and followed along.

Reminders are the limit of a waiter.

Help?

Stop kidding.

He is a waiter.

These are things only bar security can manage.

And bar security, not working during the day.

“Hope it’ll be fine.”

The waiter said half true half false, then turned around and continued to clean.

Mind your own business, don’t meddle in your own business, notify the Boss if there is something, and let the Boss solve it.

This is what the Boss told him on his first day at work.

The last waiter who was not obedient was shot in the head.

Someone is following!

Goethe immediately found the follower.

Goethe guessed something like this might happen before he even took out his wallet.

But he did it anyway.

Proactively causing trouble?

No!

Goethe never gets into trouble, but occasionally borrows money from an ‘enthusiastic big brother’.

Especially when you just spent a fortune.

Around the intersection, Goethe sped into an alley.

The two big men chasing after them immediately quickened their pace, but as soon as they came in, they were blinded by a piece of white.

And then…

It hurts hot!

Lime!

“Ahhh…uh!”

The two screamed, but then a pain in their crotch.

Pick up your pussy legs!

Goethe was very skilled with one kick. When the two of them covered their crotch and bent over, the gun stock of the revolver was aimed at the back of the two people’s heads, and each one kicked.

Bang, bang!

Two muffled noises and the two fell to the ground.

Goethe begins to search.

In 1golden gram, 10 silver cords and 15 copper horns.

Two used revolvers, several bullets, and two daggers.

If two revolvers are paired with the sub-pop hands, the value is probably 2-4 golden gram, and the dagger will not exceed 2 silver ropes.

“Poor!”

Goethe said contemptuously.

You must know that each of the ‘enthusiastic big brothers’ in his hometown has contributed at least five figures to him.

If you come across a ‘big brother’ who is engaged in finance, it’s a six-figure start.

Not spared the two fainted good-hearted people, Goethe called the patrolman.

“I’m a friend of Swart, and they both robbed me, and I suspect they might be wanted criminals.”

Goethe said to the patrolman.

The young patrolman looked at Goethe who was in good condition, and then looked at the two comatose people on the ground, the corners of his mouth twitched.

Older patrolmen were quick to respond.

“Okay, we’ll take them back to the police station right away. If they’re wanted criminals, we’ll hand over their bounty to you right away.”

The older patrolman said .

“Thank you.”

Goethe thanked him, then returned to the police station in the police carriage.

Patrol officers usually rely on their feet to patrol, but they can use the police carriage when arresting, escorting or emergency dispatching.

Although it is also possible to take a public carriage, it may give you 1 and a half copper corners, which is also a province.

Goethe understands the principle that sand builds into towers and armpits form furs.

And just returned to Swart’s office, before Goethe sat down, Swart hurriedly pushed in the door.

“Goethe!”

After Swart turned and closed the door, he walked over with an ugly face, and the sheriff said in a low voice-

“Dr. Dead!”

(End of this chapter)