LOTM Side Story An ordinary person's daily life 5-QQ MTL

Lord of the Mysteries Side Story An ordinary person's daily life (5)

After reading the marks on the paper, Pacheco turned his head and said to Barton next to him:

"the next thing is going to be very complicated, and I will ask the police for help.

"and you can go back to the foundation and wait for further inquiries."

When Barton, staring at the paper, heard this, instead of being disappointed, he nodded hurriedly:

"all right."

After reading Vernal's traces of words, Barton's intuition told him that things could be very dangerous.

As an ordinary person, avoiding danger is an instinctive choice.

Of course, this is also because Vernal is only his ordinary friend, and it is not worth his great risk to get involved in this matter.

At the end of the response, Barton immediately turned and crossed between the innkeeper and the waiter into the street.

This time, instead of choosing public transport, he got into a taxi.

Barton's trip is a special matter, which is more urgent, and the deputy director of the "Compliance Department" testified, so he was able to reimburse the expenses in this regard.

Spending money from the foundation and using one's own salary are two completely different feelings.

On the way, Barton looked out of the window and couldn't help thinking about Vernal's present state:

"is he still alive?

"the strong smell of blood in the room.

"I hope he is still alive, and may the Lord protect him.

"if he were alive, where would he be now?

"where is it.

"will it?

"here!"

During the telegram of his thoughts, Barton suddenly thought of a possibility and hurriedly told the rickshaw driver to change his route and go to his neighborhood.

It wasn't long before he returned home.

"did something happen?" Barton's wife greeted him with a look of surprise.

It's still a long time before lunch, let alone get off work.

Barton didn't take off his hat or coat, and without answering the question, he asked bluntly:

"has Vernal been here?"

"he came to visit you a quarter of an hour ago. I told him to wait in the study and sent Wells to the foundation to find you." Barton's wife answered truthfully.

Wells was the family's manservant, and it was clear that a quarter of an hour would not be enough to get him to the Roon Antiquities Collection and Conservation Foundation.

This is what surprised Barton's wife most.

"Hmm." Barton nodded heavily, hurried through the living room, went up to the second floor, and entered the study.

In the study, the windows were wide open, the curtains shook gently, and there was no one.

"Vernal?" Barton shouted, but there was no answer.

He jumped out of the window and left. Barton frowned and looked around carefully and found that several books on his shelf were out of order.

It is a series of books on history, divided into upper, middle and lower volumes.

Patton's habit is to arrange from right to left, but now they are arranged from left to right.

He took a silent breath, walked quickly over, and pulled out the three books.

After careful examination, Barton found that one of the pages in the middle book had been folded.

He hurriedly turned to the page and unfolded the corner.

There is a scrawl of words written in pencil:

"the remnants of the Quaternary worship evil gods."

Hiss. In a mixture of panic and fear, Barton shoved back the books in his hand.

Without much thought, he rushed out of the study and ran to the stairs to find Pacheco, the deputy director of compliance, told him what he had found and asked him to call the police to protect his family.

When he got out of the house, Barton slowed down and considered a very important question:

Where can I find Pacheco?

The Croft Hotel, the Storn Police headquarters, or the Foundation?

After a short period of thinking, Barton decided to go back to the foundation and find other "compliance" employees.

Just then, a cab stopped in front of his house, Pacheco. Dawn came down.

"We found Vernal at your house again." The deputy director of the compliance department explained quite quickly.

Barton breathed a sigh of relief and replied without hesitation:

"Yes, but he has left.

"but he left some clues."

With that, Barton led Pacheco into his house, went to the study, and handed the book to each other.

Pacheco looked at it twice and slipped his finger on the surface of the line of text.

Then he took out the pencil he had used before and wrote on the side of Vernal's message:

"call the police!"

After all this, Pacheco stuffed the book back to its original place.

However, he did not push the books completely.

In this way, the whole row of books produces an outward bulge.

"all right, go back to the foundation, have lunch, and then wait for the good news from the police." Pacheco clapped his hands.

Barton didn't quite understand why the senior lawyer did this, but he didn't ask why.

He really didn't want to get deeply involved in the matter, and he felt that he could not bear it at all.

Barton immediately weaved an excuse to explain to his wife, then followed Pacheco back to the foundation and began his day-to-day work.

When it was tea time, he had just finished an appraisal of ancient books when he heard a knock on the door.

"I have a clue. I need to go to your house." Pacheco, wrapped in a gray scarf, stood by the doorway.

"clues?" Barton got up in surprise.

Pacheco did not give a direct answer, and the stall made a gesture of invitation.

Barton could not refuse and went home with the other party.

"here we go again, Vernal!" His wife was clearly aware that something was wrong and greeted him to the door in horror.

"it's all right, there are some minor problems." Barton maintained his manly image and comforted his wife.

When they came to the study, he and Pacheco found that Vernal had escaped early again.

"Damn it, can't he wait a minute?" Barton couldn't help complaining.

"it doesn't matter." Pacheco went to the front of the shelf and pulled out the book.

It was obvious that Vernal had followed his advice because the book was completely crammed into the shelf.

"I think I know where Vernal is." Pacheco half-closed his eyes and said with a smile.

Barton was stunned:

"how do you know?"

Pacheco opened his eyes and smiled and replied:

"he accepted my bribe, no, gift, also wrong, the most accurate description should be advice.

"of course, he may not adopt it."

With that, the deputy director of the compliance department passed Barton and walked out of the study.

Barton followed him subconsciously, leaving his area and turning into a nearby street.

At the end of the street, there is a house that collapsed because of the fire.

"I can't believe the reconstruction hasn't started yet." Barton whispered.

Pacheco put on his white gloves again, looking a little more serious.

He entered the interior of the semi-collapsed hall through the fairly intact main entrance.

Pieces of blackened wood fell to the ground, blocking the lower half of a figure.

The figure looked strong in a brown jacket and a red nose. It was the archaeologist Vernal.

Barton breathed to himself and asked hurriedly:

"Why didn't you call the police?"

"they monitor the police station." Vernard replied with a steady expression.

Barton blurted out and asked:

"Why not leave Storn and go to another city to call the police?"

"they monitor the steam train station." Vernal responded in the same tone.

Barton thought for a moment and frowned:

"you have a lot of ways to leave Stoen. They can't seal off a city."

Hearing this question, Vernard's expression gradually became vivid, and he said in a slightly erratic tone:

"I feel the will of that great being."