The middle-aged woman saw the sincerity of what Aaron said, and there was a request for help information published in the newspaper as evidence, so she also believed what he said.

She took the newspaper and looked at it carefully, and saw that it was written in very small letters: Help! My parents are all missing! I know the killer is a monster! Please, somebody, help me!

There is also a phone number and an address attached below, it is indeed the town of Morgan Stock, yes, the information stops here, because this page is so small, and it can only be written in a few simple sentences.

"Well, looks like she's really in trouble."

The middle-aged woman handed the newspaper back to the other party, then pointed in one direction and said:

"Little Braun's home is easy to find, it's in the very center of our town, it's a red house, you just have to go all the way east to find the area with the most pots outside."

After she finished speaking, she lowered her head again and muttered, "It seems that something happened to Braun's house not long ago, Sheriff Henry has been there several times, it turns out that he is missing, but what does this have to do with monsters...... ”

Aaron didn't delay much here, but said goodbye to the woman and turned to go out.

Coming to the street outside, the warm sun shining on his body made him feel a little warm, and following the direction of the proprietress just now, Aaron soon came to the center of the town.

Indeed, as the other party said, the center of the town is easy to find, there is a large open space, the open space is full of flower pots and water tanks, and there are several residential buildings around it, among which is the red building she said.

In front of the door of the small red building, there is an open space outside, and there are several extra-large water tanks in the open space, which look very thick, and I don't know if it was placed by the family.

Tomorrow is the Milk Festival, and now many people are pouring milk into their pots, and the small square is full of milk, and I heard that everyone will gather here in the evening to have a carnival.

Skirting several large water tanks, Aaron stepped up the steps to the little red house and reached out and rang the doorbell above.

"Ding Dong ~ Ding Dong ~"

There were several noises, and Aaron waited outside for a moment, but no one came to open the door.

He frowned and pressed a few more times.

"Ding Dong ~ Ding Dong ~ Ding Dong ~"

After a long time, the gate remained silent.

Aaron scratched his head helplessly, and was thinking about whether to go back and find another way first, but the closed door in front of him suddenly opened.

"Huh? Hello, is it Bernard Braun, please? I'm Aaron Griffin, and we've been on the phone before. ”

The door was opened by a white woman of twenty-five or sixteen, she was very beautiful, at least in Aaron's aesthetic, it was definitely a very beautiful woman.

However, this woman's state at the moment is not very good.

I saw that she was unkempt, her eyes were listless and lifeless, and when she looked at Aaron, she seemed to be in her body at all, and her whole person looked lifeless.

"Are you Aaron?"

Berna spoke, her voice was nice, but she had little strength now, and her tone sounded lonely.

"Uh...... It's me, we used to ...... on the phone."

"Come in."

The woman didn't wait for him to finish, then turned around a little stiffly, leaving Aaron behind him standing alone and a little dazed.

Coming to his senses, Aaron quickly closed the door and followed him in, to the living room of Berna's house.

This is the main hall on the first floor, and Berna is already sitting on the sofa at this time, staring at the TV with a snowflake screen in a daze.

At her feet, there was a beer bottle lying on the ground, and it was clear that the girl had not been happy at home for the past two days.

Aaron felt that the script he was holding today seemed to be a little different from what he imagined.

As a witcher—self-styled—he wouldn't be left out in the cold when faced with a client in need, even if they weren't begging for help.

Of the stories he had heard from his grandfather, which witcher hadn't kept it secret and then made a last-minute move? How did I get here, there is always a feeling of rushing to come but still being ignored by the other party.

He looked at the woman lying on the sofa with a drunken dream, and then glanced at the mobile phone on the ground with a broken screen, and began to understand why he couldn't get through to her since then.

Well, for the sake of your Mufu being missing, your appearance is understandable, so I won't bother with you.

Aaron found himself a staircase and walked over to Berna on the couch, deciding to ask for details about the matter.

"They're all dead......"

At this time, Berna suddenly spoke, and her voice was very lonely, as if she was talking to herself, and as if she was talking to the man behind her.

"Dead...... Yes? How could it be ......"

Aaron also reacted suddenly, and couldn't help but be stunned, and didn't know what to say for a while.

"The police found their bodies in the water tank in front of my house, with the milk......"

Berna opened another bottle of beer and poured herself a big sip, she usually doesn't drink, but now she can't stand the pain of the loss of her loved one, so she has been drunk for several days.

"The police said that the cause of their death was drowning, and that it may have been because they were drunk at the time, and the two of them accidentally fell into it while pouring milk into it, causing them to drown."

Bernard sneered, and continued:

"How could there be such a thing? My parents disappeared five days ago, so who would have poured milk into the tank five days in advance? The milk was obviously poured in later! ”

When Aaron heard this, he also felt a little strange.

"So, is there surveillance at your doorstep? Why are you so sure that all this is done by monsters? ”

Bernard continued to drink, and said without looking back:

"There is no surveillance, everyone in the town is an acquaintance, very few people will deliberately install surveillance, the police are still investigating this case, but I don't think they will care about my parents' lives at all! They told me that it might be an accident and that I was mentally prepared that they were deliberately perfunctory! ”

When Berna said this, her emotions suddenly became excited.

She threw away the bottle in her hand, and it made a crunch on the wall, and instead of shattering, it fell to the stall and rolled twice, spilling the remaining liquid on the ground.

Aaron glanced at the bottles lying around, and asked the question again:

"Miss Bella, can you tell me why you are so sure that your murderer is a monster? You know, you told me on the phone that it must have something to do with monsters. ”