"What's wrong with you, Mr. Cliff, who are you—who are you talking to?"

"Huh? It's right here, can't you see it?"

Frowning at Esther, Bill pointed to the floor, he looked down again, and the shadow's facial features all disappeared, returning to the appearance of a normal shadow.

"It's going back, and I'll introduce it to you next time. ”

Ignoring Esther's shock and concern, he was about to take out two pieces of clothing from the shadow space, but the call was not answered, and Bill scratched his head strangely, only to find that the small black rod around his neck was still there.

He breathed a sigh of relief, the Brotherhood's pay was still there, and what happened was real, not a dream.

"Sir, I'll make an appointment with you, maybe you need treatment......"

"Long-winded woman, bring the bearded letter, the muddy days should be over!"

Rummaging through the closet for clothes to drape over his body, Bill was a little impatient, he used to never throw things around, but now he messed through everything just to find the perfect coat.

Esther swallowed unconsciously, she could feel that since Bill died, he suddenly lay back in the villa bedroom, and knew that something had changed in him when he came to his senses.

This change in personality made her feel abrupt and unwilling to believe that the former Mr. Cliff, even if he was cold and indifferent on the outside, always revealed a touch of tenderness in his indifference.

And the man in front of him, Esther never seemed to know him.

"Is he really William Cliff?"

"Is it right for me to refuse my mother's request and continue to be by his side willfully?"

With this question in mind, Esther took the letter out of the golden-brown bedside table drawer, and Bill had closed his loose pajamas and leaned back on the couch, his eyes full of arrogance.

"Hey, woman, sit down. ”

“？”

This was the first time Bill had made such a request, and Esther sat beside him in awkward and expectation, keeping a little distance from Bill.

The people around him were trembling and restrained.

Trying to reach out to touch Esther's face, Bill struggled to suppress the unspeakable discomfort in his heart, and every inch of his palm stretched out was extremely difficult.

He closed his eyes, but his body still trembled and refused involuntarily.

Then he felt himself stroking something smooth and slightly hot, and it felt like

"Gross-"

It's like a seasick man who has experienced a thrilling shipwreck, and he just wants to vomit all the contents of his stomach at the moment!

"Gross-"

Esther felt a great insult, and for the first time she didn't ask Bill about his body with concern, but quickly got up and dropped the envelope in his face, leaving the bedroom without looking back.

"William Cliff, I hate you!"

Bill retched for a long time, and when he saw Esther leave the bedroom, he finally leaned back on the couch in relief and wiped the corners of his mouth.

"Hehe, damn William Cliffe, what the hell have you been through, you damn bastard, even if you've reshaped your body so many times, why is your mental illness still so firmly imprinted. ”

"Hahahahaha, am I still saved?"

The wheezing did not stop, and the sequelae of this touch made Bill unable to lift his spirits for half a day, and the whole person turned from a state of closed himself to chaos, and he could no longer calm and restrain himself.

He hid in this bedroom for a long time like a shrunken turtle, he didn't wait for a new opportunity, his life was chaotic, except for food, waiting to be delivered to the door.

But waiting and waiting, there is still only pain.

Pick up the envelope from the ground, there are three letters here, and first open Lao Wei's letter.

William said he was waiting for Bill to come to his home in the North End, and the letter from Sheriff Shavoy wrote that the factory and the loan had been completed, and that the rest was up to Bill, and that he still did not forgive Bill for what he had done.

Throw the letters behind you and unpack the last anonymous letter.

"Dear Mr. William Cliffe: I believe you must remember what happened at the Sivar mine two months ago, and we sincerely want to have an in-depth exchange with you about coal cores, and we hope that you will not hesitate to teach us. 」

There were only two sentences in the letter, and while Bill was trying to remember what he had encountered in the Sivar mines, there was a knock on the door downstairs.

Looking out the window, there were two familiar men.

"Is that them?"

Although Esther angrily left Bill's bedroom, she had not yet decided to leave the villa, and opened the door of the villa at this moment to ask who was coming.

"Who are you and what are you doing here?"

"I'm sorry to bother you, ma'am, but we're scientists from the Royal Norman Academy of Natural Sciences, and we've sent someone to visit Mr. Cliff, but he doesn't seem to be at home. ”

"When our fellows returned, the dean thought about it and decided to send us to meet with Mr. Cliff in person as a sign of respect. ”

Dr. Brigg barely smiled, carrying a suitcase in his hand, while Professor Beddory, beside him, did not speak, his eyes kept glancing into the villa.

"Then come in first, and I'll go upstairs and call Mr. Cliff down." ”

"Thank you very much. ”

Dr. Brigg and Professor Bedley walked into the villa, and the room still smelled faintly of blood and snake slime, which lingered.

Just as he was about to ascend the stairs, Esther saw that Bill was already standing in the stairwell, still with a strange expression on his face.

Coming down the stairs, Bill's steps jumped, and he soon came to Dr. Brigg and Professor Beddory, whom he had only seen in the newspapers.

"Sure enough, it's you!"

"Hello~ Dr. Brigg, we're meeting again. ”

With half an arm propped up on the couch, Bill's sitting posture was definitely an example of uncultured, but he didn't think there was anything wrong with it, and he gradually liked this kind of lifestyle without psychological burden.

As for the reason

Maybe there is no reason, it all depends on the mood.

"I'm very busy, and I'll be angry if what you have to say doesn't interest me!"

"Mr. Cliff, since you're also a direct person, let's gossip. ”

Professor Bedley sat calmly across from Bill, and as a representative of the Royal Norman Academy of Natural Sciences, he often attended various press conferences and other social scenes, and his emotional intelligence was not at all at the same level as that of Dr. Brigg.

"This time we are here on behalf of the entire Royal Norman Academy of Natural Sciences, and we hope to have the opportunity to talk to you about the coal core and the real cause of the explosion at the Sivar mine. ”

"Of course, I don't mean anything threatening by saying this, and it's not our intention to have some poor miners in the coal mining area, and I believe you are also a victim of the coal mining process. ”

"So I understand and agree with all the actions you have done to escape from the mine. ”