In the living room, the servants were pulled back early, except for the Bartlets, who leaned against each other, and next to them sat a man covered in a cloak.

"Zil, when Fran comes back later, you have to go to the recovery church in Wheat Valley, my daughter's current condition cannot be cured by the doctor, and you must have the help of the church. ”

Mirena Bartlet, holding a silk handkerchief with a few wet marks on it, and tears hanging from the corners of her eyes, I felt pity.

"I ...... How can I tell them that my daughter has become a monster, please save her? Hmph, a girl, actually doing such a thing, do you have to use this method to like that person? Tell me earlier, even if I use money to smash it, I can smash that kid next to her, what is this? Do you know what that method means...... yes, you know what that means, why didn't you stop her sooner!"

Zil Bartlet, leaning back on the sofa, blushed, his clenched glass and half-empty bottle on the table proved that he had drunk a lot.

"Zil! I also found out later, aren't I making amends now? You, a father, just sit here and drink? Keep saying that as long as Audrey can come back, you are willing to give anything, and now that she is back, who are you putting on such a stinky face to show to you? If you are not willing to save Audrey, I will go myself!"

The woman sat on the other side, hugged the cloak man, and accidentally sat on the cloak, and inadvertently pulled it down in half, exposing the brown corners, causing the people below to hurriedly tear off the cloak to cover it, and after a while another cry was heard.

Zil Bartlet looked at the sad and painful appearance of their mother and daughter, and the hand holding the wine glass was too strong and white, was he a man of hard heart?

His daughter has become this ghost, as the owner of this family, he is also uncomfortable, he regrets it, regrets hiding that incident at the beginning, and now it is reversed and retributed to his daughter, why didn't he find out that those things were deliberately left!

If I had been ruthless at the beginning, how could I still do this today?

Those two gentlemen and Aldrich are three lives again, how much will it cost to settle this time?

It's a pity that there is no fruit in this world called "if".

"I understand, I understand...... When Fran Chazzo comes back, Audrey and I will go to Wheat Valley, Mirina, you go upstairs to pack your things, you should know where I put my valuables, let's get out of here and go somewhere else. ”

What else can he do? He can't get his wife and daughter to go to the police station to defend himself, he can't do such a thing, and he is also responsible for the consequences of the last cover-up.

Squeak~

There was a noise at the door, and the three people in the living room involuntarily turned their heads, and the crying under the cloak also stopped.

The door opened inward, and three figures stood in the doorway, taking off their dripping coats, Donald with a goat's horn between his waist and a cloth bag in his hand, looking at Sherlock on their side and the double-barreled shotgun behind him, as steady as old Job.

"Mr. Bartlet, we have settled the case, Miss Audrey...... You don't need us to help you find it, do you?"

Sherlock, as a detective, was now the most suitable person to speak, and went into the drawing-room, and looked at the one beside Mrs. Bartlet, and knew the bottom of his heart.

"Well, indeed...... Indeed, Audrey has returned, and the murderer could it be Aldrich......? Ungrateful guys. ”

The wine swallowed in his throat, and Zil Bartlet responded to Sherlock's question with some difficulty, his gaze turned to his wife, what was going on?

"Mr. Swift, did you see my valet on your way back? ”

How did they come back alive......

How could they come back alive!

"I don't see any maids, not one, Donald, do you see that?"

"No, we just caught up with Aldrich, who committed suicide in the woods, and left this one behind, I think it's a goat's horn? ”

The two sides are actually well aware of the current situation, but they have not pierced the layer of window paper.

If the matter of this case is revealed, the revival church in Wheat Valley will inevitably intervene and have a forbidden ritual in their own parish, which in their eyes is extremely blasphemous and offensive to the gods, and those involved in this case will be investigated.

As the discoverer of the clue and the person who has direct contact with the two monsters, they are likely to be put on the list of special objects by the government and the church, and the consequences of this situation are extremely troublesome without thinking about it.

Fortunately, Hober is the one who saves people, but Sherlock and Donald have their own secrets and don't want to reveal them anyway.

Therefore, the three of them had negotiated in advance, and the matter was handed over to Sherlock, who claimed to have friends in the government department and could let them deal with the matter privately, and then the three of them would be spared a lot of trouble.

Donald couldn't help but think of the three apostles he met in the storage area, in his memory they should be the ones who were in charge of this kind of case, and Sherlock still had connections in this area?

This came as a bit of a surprise to Donald, and there seemed to be a new possibility that Sherlock did not have amnesia in the previous case.

"In that case...... I'm going to get paid for both of you, and I think you'd like to go home early, right?"

Zil Bartlet misunderstood Donald and the others, and he felt that these three people should have seen something they shouldn't see, and wanted to make a big thing a small thing, and a small thing.

This is normal, after all, the other party is a private detective, and he is responsible for completing the employer's commission, not digging up some unseemly things, so he is ready to be "slaughtered".

"Mr. Bartlet, I think we may need to revisit our remuneration. ”

Sherlock dragged a chair from the side of the living room and sat down, if they only needed money, their previous life-and-death battle would be too cheap:

"The maid didn't see it, but we saw two monsters, I don't know how they appeared, but ...... There's something interesting about it. ”

Open the bag next to him and take out a hair ornament (Fran Shazo's tiara) and a photograph (found from Audrey's room), which says that the head is too big.

"We are willing to pay the corresponding remuneration, please don't worry, we must satisfy the three of us. ”

Mirena Bartlet, who had been silent, saw these two things, and finally couldn't help but speak, it turned out that Fran didn't find them......

She was scared, she knew the situation of Fran Chazzo best, it was what she had always relied on!

Seeing the uneasiness and panic on each other's faces, Sherlock and Donald looked at each other and breathed a sigh of relief.

Mirena Bartlet, not really an outlier, or rather, her skills are all in her own maid.

What they are most afraid of at this time is that Fran Shazo is just a little minion under the other party's hands, and the guns on the three of them are safe, and the horses are just outside the door.

If the other party really has a backhand, with their current state, I'm afraid they can only run.

"It's 100 gold pounds, all the cash I can get out of my house now, it's ...... The method of summoning monsters, all, without reservation, if the other three have anything to look at, as long as Lanffindor Farm has it, you can take it as you like, I just hope that the three of them can let my family go, and don't report it to the police......"

There were two boxes on the table, the larger one was full of coins, both banknotes and coins, and the smaller box had a folded piece of paper with small black letters on it.

After knowing that the matter was irreparable, Zil Bartlet made a low profile, 100 gold pounds, which is not much for a capitalist, but for a farmer, it is enough money to affect the business for the next few years, and he said that there is only so much that can be taken out at present, and it is not a lie.

"Zil...... Without it, I'm ......"

Madame Bartlet's gaze wandered over the box containing the forbidden ritual method, and she wanted to say something.

Is there a ritual or magic that perpetuates youth after changing one's appearance? In this bizarre world, no one can say.

But one thing needs to be understood, there is never a free lunch, and you want to do what people can't do.

How is it possible to pay the price?

"Mr. Bartlet, I think you may have some misunderstanding, take out these two things, I don't want to use them to threaten you with anything, in fact, I want to threaten you, I can't use these things at all, Miss Audrey's use of the forbidden ritual is enough for the government to come to the door to investigate, I just have a question that I need your help answering...... In the roof of the shed corpse case, was there any involvement of this lady, or was it planned by her!"

Sherlock's face was unswerving, if he really wanted to threaten this family, with the information he had, 100 gold pounds and an evil ritual text to send him away?

"Of course it doesn't matter, my wife did make mistakes before, but she won't kill anyone, that's the bottom line, we will never kill anyone, just like my daughter, even if she becomes like this, at most she will only hurt the cattle and sheep. ”

"I'd just like to ask the 10 dismembered dead if there is anyone else who killed them other than the monster who got away with it. ”

Donald's gaze turned to the faces of the Bartlets, a number he had known from Golen's mouth and later told Sherlock.

"The police station has closed the case, hasn't it, the murderer has been brought to justice, and the 10 victims have long been laid to rest...... Don't you believe the government's verdict?"

"But the newspaper says that the police station only found seven bodies at the scene of the murder, what can I do? Do you know where the other three dead are?"

This is a trick, and no one originally thought about it, but the appearance of Fran Chazzo is really reverie.

Zil Bartlet was stunned, he hadn't read the newspaper on the roof of the shed, but he naturally didn't remember it well when he knew that 7 was a fake number.

And this 10, he doesn't know how to explain it!