"Please save Clay!"

As Arthur's words fell, Mrs. Bernice spoke repeatedly.

Knowing the son Mo Ruomu.

Mrs. Bernice does not think that her son is a brave and heroic man who dares to 'face the power of the thunder' - Clay's so-called 'chasing the wind' is just a show off to her friends at the salon.

And this is quite in line with 'foolishness, blindness, and self-knowledge'!

But what worries Mrs. Bernice the most are the words 'darkness, loneliness, blood, brokenness'.

She fears that something will happen to Clay.

Concern is chaos, at all times.

It is precisely because of this that old Charlie summed up similar words - simply put, most of the cases can be set in such words.

Who doesn't have a time of hubris?

Who can guarantee that they will be right?

There will inevitably be foolishness, blindness, and unknowing!

And darkness, loneliness, blood, broken?

Even more so, as long as there is a disaster, this explanation can be used.

Only the sentence 'there will always be creatures on the earth who dare to face the majesty of the thunder' is different.

Because, this sentence was added by Arthur himself.

And according to the process of old Charlie, at this time, the money has been collected.

But Arthur didn't.

He has bigger plans.

Therefore, when Mrs. Bernice took out the check from her purse, the young 'psychic' frowned slightly, and directly refused-

"I'm sorry, Mrs. Bernice, but I can't get paid for it."

Arthur said this, and Lady Bernice was stunned.

In fact, Mr. Bernice, who was on the side, was also stunned.

When Arthur uttered those incomprehensible and puzzling words, Mr. Bernice almost equated Arthur with the liars.

In the decades of this Mr. Bernice's life, he has seen too many, including this kind of liar.

Every one of them is amazing and magical before it is revealed.

And when revealed, it's a disgusting trick.

Could it be that the other side has a bigger plan?

Mr. Bernice looked at Arthur with thought in his eyes, but did not stop his wife's plea—

"Is there not enough money?

I can add ......"

"It's not money, it's fate!

It's fate! ”

Arthur looked at Lady Bernice, and the pity in his eyes was even greater, and there was a faint sigh in his voice.

"If I could, I would like to meet him, but I don't want him to meet me."

With that, Arthur got up and opened the door to the psychic hall.

That couldn't be more obvious.

Mrs. Bernice wanted to plead, but was stopped by Mr. Bernice - Arthur's last ambiguous words made the gentleman feel more and more that Arthur had ulterior motives, although he was not sure what Arthur wanted to do, but he knew that if Arthur had other plans, continuing to plead would not lead to anything, and would only give Arthur more initiative.

Outside the gate of 2 Kirk Street, when the Bernices and his wife left, Arthur returned to his room.

[Eyes Like a Torch] and [Observing Words] informed him of Mr. Bernice's suspicions, but that was what Arthur wanted.

If you want to build a good relationship with someone like Bernice quickly, the common law won't work.

This is the only way to break with common sense is possible.

Of course, the premise is that the prodigal Clay must be retrieved.

Arthur had considerable confidence in this.

When it comes to finding people and inquiring about news, Wiggins can be called an expert, especially after the number of people under him increases, he gets twice the result with half the effort.

And if Wiggins can't find it?

And, of course, Malinda.

The two were so close that Arthur believed that Malinda would definitely help him - the large warehouse in the docklands, he didn't believe that this woman could not be moved.

In the past, I didn't have a chance to have anything to do with Bernice, but now that I have, with this woman's character, I will definitely help.

In fact, Lady Long Night invited Bernice to the salon, but the latter politely declined.

'On the grounds of not being used to it'!

Anyone can see that this is just a prevarication that Bernice doesn't want to participate in.

As for why?

Rumor has it that she was not used to the bloody methods of the Lady of the Long Night in her early arrival at South Los Ros.

Of course, even if she is not used to being looked down upon, the lady of the long night still goes her own way.

Until now, it has not changed.

Thinking in his heart, Arthur picked up the information collected by Shanghai Wood on the table again, and the conversation that had just been interrupted by the Bernices naturally continued-

"Heywood, do you have any recommendations?"

There were hundreds of materials in his hand, which surprised Arthur secretly.

He didn't even know that there were so many murderous mansions in Nanlos.

Or rather......

Nanlos unexpectedly killed so many people.

After all, how can a room where one or two people die be called a murderous house, it must be the kind of continuous accidents.

Of course, it has nothing to do with him.

He's only been in South Los for a few days, huh?

"Yes, the first thing I recommend is this, No. 14 Kirk Street - yes, you've heard of it, it's in your neighborhood, because the previous tenant's family is all dead, and the death is miserable, so no one dares to rent anymore, the landlord can only sell at a reduced price, now only 500 golden tickets, I am sure that he will reduce the price to 400 golden tickets!"

You know, all the houses in Dahl Lane require 400 Golden Tickets.

The normal price of Kirk Street is 1200-2500 golden tickets.

400 golden tickets, almost the reserve price.

Moreover, Arthur is well acquainted with 14 Kirk Street, which is a nice house.

Couldn't help but nod slightly.

"There is also No. 333 Russell Street, where there have been two murders before, not long ago when the landlord planned to redecorate, but found that there were a lot of strange traces in the room inexplicably, and I was so scared that I never dared to enter the house again, the overall price there was 800-900 golden tickets, and the landlord was willing to sell 200 golden tickets, and I was sure that he would reduce the price again."

Seeing Arthur nodding, Heywood was immediately encouraged to take out the most cost-effective houses she had collected.

Russell Street is also a middle-class neighborhood in the Shire district, and it is also a large community with all the infrastructure and large crowds gathered, which is enough to form a very high rental and sale price.

If it weren't for the fact that the previous two murders were too scary, and the previous landlord hired people to redecorate, the commotion was too great, and the price of 200 golden tickets would have been impossible.

Of course, Haywood was confident that he would be able to win that house with a 150-175 golden ticket.

Arthur listened to Heywood's story, but his expression was a little strange.

How does this have to do with me?

I'm not a 'house maker'!

"Anything else?"

Arthur, who did not give up, continued to ask.

Although Heywood wondered why Arthur didn't continue to pay attention to these two great value houses, he didn't pause and said immediately.

"Yes, 17 Xilin Street!"

When Heywood reported the story of Sylling Street, Arthur was worried that he was talking about Fornack's 'craft carving workshop'.

Fortunately, it's not.

Suddenly, the young 'psychic' was in a good mood.

"Go here first!"

The young 'medium' said.

"Good!"

Heywood nodded, and then he took action.

From the simple hiring of a carriage to the more complicated communication with the landlord to open the door with the key, it was all done by Heywood - the black-hearted landlord showed his ability in front of Arthur.

"Sir, this is a nice house."

When the landlord and Heywood walked side by side into the courtyard at 17 Xilin Street, they did not forget to turn their heads and say to Arthur.

Judging by Heywood's respectful appearance to fight Arthur, the landlord knew who was really in charge.

"Hmm."

Arthur nodded noncommittally, helplessness in his eyes.

Because—

He smelled blood.

The smell of blood wafting from inside 17 Xilin Street.

The landlord was still a little surprised by Arthur's expression, but the next moment, when the other party opened the door, he didn't care about it.

"Ahhhh

Looking at the corpse lying in the hall of the house, the landlord let out a scream.

And Heywood on the side was also frightened and inexplicable, and was so frightened that he retreated again and again, with the experience of Pine Street, Heywood should not have been like this, but it was really the corpse that surprised the other party too much.

I only heard Heywood exclaim—

"Clay!"

(End of chapter)