After looking at the marks printed on the paper, Pacheco turned his head and said to Barton next to him:

"The next thing will be quite complicated and I will seek help from the police.

"And you, you can go back to the Foundation and wait for follow-up inquiries. ”

Patton, who was staring at the paper, heard this, not only was not disappointed, but was glad for a while, and quickly nodded:

"Okay. ”

After reading the traces of Vernal's writing, Barton's instincts told him that things were going to be very dangerous.

And as an ordinary person, avoiding danger is an instinctive choice.

Of course, this is also because Vernal can only be regarded as his ordinary friend, and it is not worth the great risk he has to take to get involved in this matter.

Immediately after responding, Barton turned and walked between the innkeeper and the waiter into the street.

This time, he did not choose public transport and got into a rental carriage.

Patton's trip was a special affair and was urgent, and he was able to reimburse the expenses of the "compliance department" as the deputy director testified.

And spending the foundation's money and using your own salary are completely different feelings.

On the way, Barton looked out the window at the scenery and couldn't help but think about Vernal's current state:

"Is he still alive?

"The smell of blood in the room was so strong......

"I hope he is alive, and may the Lord bless him.

"If he was still alive, where would he be now?

"Where......

"Could it be?

"This!"

In a flash of thought, Barton suddenly thought of a possibility, and hurriedly instructed the coachman to change his route and go to his neighborhood.

It didn't take long for him to return home.

"Did something happen?" Barton's wife greeted him, surprised.

At this time, there is still a long time before lunch, let alone work.

Barton didn't take off his hat, didn't take off his coat, didn't answer his question, and asked bluntly:

"Has Vernal been here?"

"He came to visit you in a quarter of an hour, I made him wait in the study, and sent Wells to the Foundation to look for you. Barton's wife replied truthfully.

Wells was the manservant of the family, and apparently a quarter of an hour was not enough for him to reach the Rune Foundation for the Collection and Preservation of Antiquities.

This was what surprised Barton's wife the most.

"Hmm. Barton nodded heavily, and hurried through the living room, up to the second floor, and into the study.

Inside the study, the windows were wide open, the curtains were gently shaking, and there was no one.

"Vernal?" Barton shouted, but no one answered.

He jumped out of the window and left...... Barton frowned, looked around earnestly, and found that several of the books on his shelves were out of order.

It is a series of historical books, divided into upper, middle and lower volumes.

Patton's habit was to arrange them from right to left, and now they have changed to left to right.

He took a silent breath and walked over quickly, pulling out the three books.

After careful examination, Barton noticed that a page in the middle of the book had been folded.

He hurriedly flipped to the page and unfolded the corners.

A scribbled paragraph of words was written in pencil on it:

"The remnants of the Quaternary are worshipping evil gods. ”

Hiss...... Panicked and frightened, Barton shoved the book back in his hand.

Without much thought, he staggered out of his study and ran up the stairs to find Pacheco, the deputy head of the "compliance department", to tell him what he had found, and ask him to find the police to protect his family.

It wasn't until he was out of the house that Barton slowed down and considered a rather important question:

Where to find Pacheco?

The Clough Inn, the Stonen Police Department, or the Foundation?

After a brief period of reflection, Barton decided to return to the Foundation and find another "Compliance" employee.

Just then, a horse-drawn cab pulled up in front of his house, and Pacheco Dawn stepped down.

"We found out that Vernal is coming to your house again. The deputy head of the "compliance department" explained quickly.

Patton breathed a sigh of relief and replied without hesitation:

"Yes, but he's gone.

However, he left some clues behind. ”

With that, Barton led Pacheco into his house, went to the study, and handed the book to the other party.

Pacheco glanced twice, sliding his finger lightly over the surface of the line.

Immediately afterwards, he took out the pencil he had used earlier, and wrote on the side of Huvernal's message:

"Call the police!"

With all that done, Pacheco tucked the book back into its original place.

However, he didn't push the book all in.

In this way, the entire row of books creates a bulge outward.

"Alright, go back to the Foundation, have lunch, and wait for good news from the police. Pacheco clapped his palm.

Barton didn't quite understand why the veteran lawyer did this, but he didn't ask why.

He really didn't want to get involved in it, he felt that he couldn't bear it at all.

Barton quickly explained the reason to his wife, and then followed Pacheco back to the Foundation and began his daily work.

When it was tea time, he had just finished an ancient book appraisal when he heard a knock on the door.

"There's a clue, I need to go to your house. Pacheco stood by the door, wrapped in a gray scarf.

"Clues?" Barton stood up in surprise.

Pacheco didn't answer directly, and made an inviting gesture.

Barton couldn't refuse, and returned home with the other party.

"Vernal is here again!" his wife, apparently noticing that something was wrong, greeted the door in horror.

"It's fine, some minor issues. Barton maintained his manly image and comforted his wife.

When they arrived at the study, he and Pacheco found that Vernal had fled early.

"Damn, can't he just wait?" Barton couldn't help but grumble.

"It doesn't matter. Pacheco walked over to the bookshelf and pulled out the book.

Clearly, Vernal had read his advice, as the book was completely crammed into the shelf.

"I kind of know where Vernal is. Pacheco half-closed his eyes and said with a smile.

Barton was stunned for a moment:

"How do you know?"

Pacheco opened his eyes and replied with a smile:

"He accepted my bribe, no, gift, not right, the most accurate description would be advice.

Of course, he may not take it. ”

After saying that, the deputy director of the "compliance department" walked past Patton and walked out of the study.

Barton subconsciously followed him, leaving his area and turning into a nearby street.

At the end of that street, there was a house that had collapsed due to a fire.

"The rebuilding hasn't even started yet. Barton whispered.

Pacheco put on his white gloves again, and his expression was a little more serious.

He entered the half-collapsed hall through the relatively intact main entrance.

Blackened wood fell to the ground, blocking the lower half of a figure.

The figure, dressed in a brown jacket with a red nose and a sturdy look, was none other than the archaeologist Vernal.

Patton exhaled secretly and asked urgently:

"Why didn't you call the police?"

"They monitor the police station. Vernal replied without changing his expression.

Barton blurted out again:

"Why don't you leave Stonen and go to another city to call the police?"

"They were monitoring the steam train station. Vernal replied in the same tone.

Barton thought for a moment and frowned:

"There are so many ways you can get out of Stone, they can't lock down a city. ”

Hearing this question, Vernal's expression gradually became vivid, and he said in a slightly erratic tone:

"I feel the will of the Great Being......"