Chapter 60: Coercion and Inducement

Snow fell, and the silvery moonlight occasionally poured down from the thick dark clouds. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. biquge。 infoThe night is dark, and the city of Qinyin has long been silent. The white streets are almost devoid of vehicles and pedestrians.

The snowflakes are getting more and more urgent. A cloaked figure rests in front of the gray wooden door. I didn't see the figure moving, and I didn't hear him shouting. The cloaked man waited for a moment, and the closed door slowly opened.

Inside the gate, six figures scattered on both sides to make way for the passage. They are like puppets, neither speaking nor expressionless. They stared blankly ahead, allowing the cloaked man to stride through the door.

The cloaked man ignored the six figures who opened the door. He walked straight into the depths of the courtyard. Behind him, six figures slowly closed the door.

The cloaked man approached the main house through the snow and pushed the door in.

"Squeak!" The friction sound of the wooden door is relatively mild. Hemingway, who was in the house, heard the familiar sound of the door opening and didn't pay much attention. He thought that it was his wife who had come back to rest after visiting the female patient. So he continued to face the blazing fireplace and drink leisurely.

However, Hemingway soon realized that something was wrong. The footsteps behind him were too heavy. There is no lightness in the walking room of his wife in the past. The footsteps behind him were more like a man's leather boots rubbing against a wooden plank.

Hemingway stood up and turned to check. The wine glass in his hand slid down, and Hemingway nervously pointed to the figure who was slowly approaching: "Who are you?" How did you get in? You ......"

"Please be quiet, sir!" The cloaked man shook the sword in his hand slightly. He grabbed the top of his head with his left hand and pulled down his cloak. He tossed his cloak at his feet.

The cloaked man stopped, smiled and put his left hand into his arms: "My name is Du Shen, and I am a wandering knight. Don't be nervous, I'm here to talk to you about business. ”

Maybe it's because of Du Shen's expression, maybe it's because of an explanation, or maybe it's because Du Shen's appearance is really young. Hemingway calmed down, held his head high, and raised his right hand: "Sir, I am a civilized man!" My home, it's ......."

"I hate it when people interrupt me! Don't force me to kill you. Du Shen withdrew his left hand from his arms and threw it forward. A bulging cloth bag flew out of Du Shen's hand and landed at Hemingway's feet. The sack burst open, and several golden coins burst out.

Du Shen smiled undiminishedly: "This is forty gold Flynns." Just a deposit! Please choose it, sir. Do you want money, or do you want me to kill you? ”

Hemingway lowered his head slightly, looking at the gold coin that rolled to his feet. With the help of candlelight and the glow of the fireplace, Hemingway quickly determined the authenticity of the gold coin under his feet. He turned his head to look at the money bag not far away, and suddenly felt thirsty: forty gold frin was more than he had earned over the years.

"Uh-huh......" Hemingway coughed lightly, his expression was serious, and he looked righteous again: "What do you want me to do?" First of all, I am a life-saving physician. I won't do the bad thing of killing people and setting fires......"

Du Shen smiled. He chuckled and gripped the blade of his sword with his left hand, "Please answer my question, Dr. Hemingway." Do you want money, or do you want to die? ”

As he spoke, Du Shen's hands glowed with sparks. The flames spread, illuminating the entire sword. Soon, the long sword placed horizontally on Du Shen's chest seemed to be burning in its entirety.

"You," Hemingway's face turned pale when he saw the sword glowing, "You're an elemental?" ”

"It's not all!" Du Shen smiled mysteriously, "Please tell me your choice." Dr. Hemingway, have you decided to accept my deposit, or are you planning to meet death? ”

"I ......" Hemingway hesitated, struggled, and quickly weakened in frustration, "I accept the deposit." ”

"A wise choice." Du Shen casually stabbed the long sword into the floor. He walked over to Hemingway with his bare hands and sat down, facing the fireplace.

"Smack!" Du Shen slapped his face lightly and stretched out his hand to invite: "Sit!" Mr. Hemingway, don't be inhibited. Since you choose to cooperate, I won't hurt you casually. ”

Hemingway smiled bitterly and slowly sat back in his original position.

Du Shen leaned in and picked up the wine glass on the ground. He picked up the bottle and poured a little. Du Shen stretched out his arm and handed the wine glass to Hemingway: "Come, suppress the shock." Don't be nervous, answer a few of my questions first. ”

Hemingway got up and caught the wine glass handed over by Du Shen. He sat down, regardless of whether the cup was clean or not, and took small sips.

"Well," Du Shen began to ask, "This afternoon, did Young Master Morgan of the Tianlai family send a little girl for you to take care of?" Is that girl awake? ”

One question and one answer, Hemingway accepted Du Shen's cross-examination. As time went on, Hemingway gradually relaxed. He found that almost all of Du Shen's problems revolved around the unknown girl. Although Morgan of the Kenny family has been repeatedly involved, Du Shen only cares about Morgan's understanding of girls.

Hemingway couldn't help but secretly rejoice: "It seems that the man in front of him is not from the Kenny family!" In Hemingway's opinion, he couldn't afford to provoke Du Shen, but he couldn't afford the wrath of the Kenny family either.

The cross-examination lasted a short time. Towards the end, Hemingway suddenly woke up: his wife inspected the ward and did not return for a long time.

After answering a question, Hemingway finally couldn't help but say, "Your Excellency, my wife has been investigating the patient and has not ......come back for a long time."

"Oh," Du Shen patted his right hand comfortingly, "don't worry. Your wife is right outside the door of the main house. Because I didn't want her to disturb our conversation, I asked her to wait outside for a while. Now that the question and answer is over, she will come in immediately. ”

With that, the wooden door slowly pushed open. Hemingway's wife, Juliet, shrunk down and walked slowly through the door. Juliet hung her head and walked slowly towards Hemingway.

"Honey, are you alright?" Hemingway got up, took the initiative to meet his wife, and hugged her. Hemingway did not find any abnormalities in his wife's body. But his wife never responded to his call.

Hemingway hugged his wife to the fireplace and looked at Du Shen worriedly.

Du Shen took the initiative to explain: "I didn't treat her well!" Presumably just frightened. I asked my subordinate to explain to her the purpose of her visit. Your wife is as reasonable as you are. She has promised to help and cooperate with me in every possible way. Isn't that so? Juliet. ”

Hearing Du Shen call out his name, Juliet's body shook significantly. She hugged her husband tightly and leaned sideways and nodded slightly to Du Shen.

Juliet's performance made Hemingway more and more worried. He brought his wife to the fireplace and whispered, "Honey, you're not hurt, are you?" ”

Juliet buried her head in her husband's arms, her body trembling. Her voice was so low that Hemingway didn't hear it all: "He's the devil!" Don't go near him! He can enslave resentful spirits. He will devour your soul. ”

Hemingway was about to ask carefully, when he suddenly heard Du Shen's chuckle: "Mr. Hemingway, your wife looks overly frightened." Maybe you should send her back to her bedroom and get some rest. I'm waiting for you here. Don't delay too long. ”

Hemingway felt his wife's body cold. He had wanted his wife to have another fire. Juliet took the initiative to push her husband to the second floor. Hemingway had to send his wife to the bedroom.

About ten minutes later, Hemingway came downstairs. He walked up to Du Shen with a shrunken face, looking restless.

"Your Excellency!" Hemingway woke up and looked at Du Shen who was in a daze. He asked, "Your Excellency, are you ...... Yes, wizard? ”

"Wizard?" Du Shen looked surprised, "How could I be an evil and cruel wizard?" ”

Du Shen raised his right hand and raised his index finger. A flame the size of a pigeon's egg erupted from his fingertips, which was never extinguished for a long time: "You see, I am the elemental envoy that everyone admires. My relationship with the temple is very intimate. You can't slander me! ”

"Yes, I'm sorry." Hemingway recalled his wife's stated experience. He was utterly desperate: "A wizard with elemental fire. How do I get rid of him? Maybe he's a full disciple of the temple! ”

At this moment, Hemingway completely extinguished the mind of resistance.

"Don't be afraid," Du Shen got up, reached out and hooked Hemingway's shoulder, and pushed him out, "I'm very particular about this person." As long as you are obedient, I will not hurt you, and I will not be stingy with gold coins. If you help me, you may take a risk. But I'll give you, a reward that matches the risk. ”

Walking out of the door, Du Shen didn't ask for directions, and still pushed Hemingway forward.

Hemingway didn't dare to struggle, and asked softly: "Your Excellency, where are we going?" ”

"Go see Teresa," Du Shen suddenly realized, "Oh, you don't know her name yet." It's Morgan. The girl Kenny sent. Her name is Teressa. ”

Hemingway nodded and quickened his pace: "It turns out that Your Excellency knows her." I'll lead the way. ”

"I know her," Du Shen paced swaggeringly, "Unfortunately, she doesn't know me yet." Oh, a word of caution. There are things that are not good to know too much. It's going to be wiped out! ”

Hemingway paused, and turned around stiffly: "Your Excellency, I understand." From today onwards, you are my master. I will do whatever you tell me to do. What you want me to know, I know. ”

Du Shen snapped his fingers lightly: "Perfect." With such a clever subordinate, how could I be willing to kill you? Starting today, you are a full member of our guild. ”

Du Shen motioned to the delighted Hemingway to continue to lead the way: "You said that Teresa was sent from Morgan. She was in a comatose state all the time. So, in your experience, how long does Teresa have been asleep? Is it possible that during Morgan's contact with her, she was briefly awake. Morgan didn't notice it. ”

Hemingway led the way sideways, and while thinking, he replied, "I don't know how long she's been asleep." With Teresa in the state she was in when she arrived at the hospital, I'm sure she would have had a hard time lulling. Young Master Morgan was convincing. From the time he first came into contact with Teressa, Teresa had been in a coma. ”

Du Shen's steps slowed down, and the corners of his mouth showed a faint joy: "In this way, Teresa probably doesn't know, who saved her?" ”

Hemingway was inexplicable and nodded: "This is very likely." ”