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Gretel was silent, constantly recalling the various experiences during this time, sighed slightly, and said,

"It all started with the recruitment order you issued."

She briefly recounted all the things that had happened before and after, and then when she went after the four giant wolves, she emphasized the word "for you", in order to let John know that he was still responsible for the incident.

If he hadn't mentioned that there were still four giant wolves hiding in the jungle, they wouldn't have hunted them to make the contract fairer, and if they hadn't hunted, they wouldn't have driven the desperate wolves into the Foggy Mountains, they wouldn't have woken up Fenrir who was sleeping, and this terrible war wouldn't have happened.

John could only laugh at the witcher's fallacy.

He had seen a lot of things like deducting basins on his head in his previous life, and he wanted to make him feel ashamed in a few words, impossible!

"So, you took the initiative to be Grace's bodyguard because you wanted to find what Fenrir had lost through her, and then return it to the wolf after finding it, so as to end this war."

John said with a smile on his face, the two siblings are really weird, not to mention whether the prophecy from the witcher's headquarters is true, their approach alone is very puzzling, the treasure they have worked so hard to find has not been enjoyed, and it will be used to end the so-called bullshit war.

This is too naïve!

"You don't know how terrible Fenrir is, that's why you think like that." Gretel sighed and said in a deep voice,

"The beast that survived from ancient times is far more powerful than imagined, and it is not something like guns can deal with at all, if it continues to make trouble, this war will sooner or later spread to the entire southern region, and when the time comes, what will your Condon Manor do."

As the words fell, the smile on John's face instantly froze.

This sentence directly poked his own death hole, although he said that he didn't care about the life and death of the plantation, but after all, it was his home in this world, how could he give up if he gave up.

John was silent, and after a moment, poured a new cup of tea and placed it in front of her, and said,

"Okay, that's the end of this question, I'm going to ask you the second thing, you come to me, does Mayor Logan know?"

"Yes!"

Gretel nodded, as if expecting John to talk about it, and took a note from his pocket and handed it to him,

"This is what he gave you, as long as you can get Grace back, he will fulfill the promise."

John took the note, opened it and read it carefully, and when his eyes fell to the last line of "agree to the relationship between the two", his face couldn't help but show surprise, it seems that this legendary mayor really can't sit still, and even this kind of condition can be prescribed.

"With such a big promise, I can't help it."

John smiled and shook his head, put the note away, and after preparing the necessary things, he called Henry over and commanded,

"Go to No. 63 New Street, and tell Your Excellency Abel that I have something to do today, and I won't go to the noon meeting," after saying that, he remembered something again, and called him back,

"Take that pair of wrenches and give them to his wife, Ms. Rena, and say that this is a birthday present I specially prepared for her, and I hope she will like it."

"63 New Street, State Bank Vice President Abel Bryan." The witch raised her eyebrows slightly, and glanced at John faintly, "I have heard that the president's wife is only twenty-five years old, but she is a beautiful woman. ”

"Beauty?" John laughed, "Don't be kidding, the real beauty is right in front of you, and how can it be compared to the kind of foolish woman in the market." ”

Gretel glared at him, but didn't speak, but a smile hung into the corner of her mouth.

The two left the house and rode east.

Forty minutes later, the two men who had traveled through most of the city came to a manor in the east of the city.

John rolled over and dismounted, looking up at the richly decorated dwelling.

There is water in front, mountains in the back, gardens to the east, and a golf course dedicated to recreation to the west.

I have to say that in terms of decoration and structure alone, this manor is much more advanced than my own villa.

After seeing Gretel, the doorman hurriedly greeted him, one took the reins of the horse, and the other led the two to the main villa.

Walking into the manor, the air is suddenly much fresher, tall banyan trees can be seen everywhere, there are two large flower beds on both sides of the road, fragrant autumn chrysanthemums spread out in the field of vision, birds and flowers, and beautiful scenery everywhere.

But, perhaps because of the events of the previous night, the manor was quiet, and few servants walked around except for the guards who popped up from the corner from time to time.

As the two of them walked forward with the servant, the smell of blood in the air gradually increased, and the surrounding buildings and trees began to show signs of destruction.

When he came to the door of the villa, he saw Mayor Logan pacing back and forth in front of him, and hurriedly walked up.

"John Condon has seen Mr. Logan." John bowed slightly and said,

"Hmm!"

Logan replied casually, looking John up and down, with doubts in his heart, but his face didn't show it at all,

"Did she tell you about Grace?"

John nodded, "The general situation is already known, and we have to check it out for ourselves." ”

"So, come with me!"

The mayor was calm and direct, and after saying hello, he walked directly into the villa with the two of them.

The first thing you see in the vast hall is a huge oil painting hanging on the wall in front of you.

In the painting, there is a dignified aristocratic woman, whose face looks a little similar to that of John when he saw the vampire boy, who should be the wife of Mayor Logan, who died young.

A few people went up to the second floor and came to a room on the east side.

"This is Grace's bedroom, and this is where she was taken away last night."

Logan said calmly, but the trembling right hand behind his back still exposed the anger in his heart, the only descendant of the Francis family, his niece who had always been his daughter, was actually captured at home, how did he explain to his sister, and how he was worthy of being this uncle.

The thought of this made the anger in his heart as uncontrollable as an erupting volcano.

John checked outside the door and asked casually,

"What about Hansel? Why don't you see him. ”

"He's been in the house all the time."

"Hmm!" John nodded, took out the sunglasses he had prepared in advance from his arms, and said, "Your Excellency, I am about to start work, and I ask you to avoid it." ”

Logan frowned slightly, and exhaled softly after seeing the gaze handed by Gretel,

"Okay, I'll wait for your news."

After saying that, such a legendary mayor turned around and left directly.

"It seems that I have offended our mayor miserably."

John smiled, the old man who pretended to be calm seemed to have a good attitude, but there was one thing that could not be ignored, since the meeting with John, the focus of his eyes had never been on him for more than three seconds.

Maybe he didn't take himself seriously at all.

John pushed open the wooden door, and a blue light appeared in the pupil of his left eye, and the blue light surged into a circle of light, and as the circle rotated, everything in front of him slowed down.

"Zero, it's up to you now."

John whispered silently, put on his sunglasses, stepped over the door, and walked into the scene of the crime.