Mystery: The Returner of the Stars
Chapter 66 Bounty, Nightmare
Chapter 66 Bounty, Nightmare
Hey!
Hastur's eyelids twitched twice, the blood flow accelerated, and the heartbeat also jumped wildly in an instant.
He really didn't expect that Bard's head would appear in front of him in such a bizarre way!
Who killed Bud and threw his head to himself?
Thoughts in Hastur's mind turned sharply, he held his cane tightly and was extremely alert.
Is he really dead?
Is this head really Bard's head?
Thinking of this, Hastur drew out the sword in the staff, and pierced the eyes of the head with the sword to confirm whether he was really dead.
At the same time, he turned on his spirit vision and scanned the surroundings, but found nothing unusual, so he was relieved a lot.
Step forward and flatten the note with the tip of the sword.
"A friendly gift." A big letter A was written on the signature.
"Mr. A..."
The expression on Hastur's face became strange.
This style of behavior is indeed in line with his understanding of Mr. A's kind of lunatic.
Who in a normal person would send a bloody head to express friendliness!
And it was still in the middle of the night!
This magical brain circuit really deserves to be a crazy beauty from the Aurora Society!
"What exactly does he want to do?"
Hastur thought a lot, but it was hard to figure out what purpose this Mr. A had.
After all, he is not a lunatic, and it is difficult to be on the same channel as a lunatic.
Judging from the current situation, Mr. A seems to be showing favor to himself?
Does he really want to let himself join the Aurora Society?
Or is there any characteristic in him that deserves his attention?
"Could it be that when Earl Richard held a ceremony last time, he appeared there also to protect himself?"
Another terrible thought popped into Hastur's mind.
According to Mr. A's madness, if he really wanted to make a move, he would never give up because he was afraid of Miss Sharon.
He really didn't want to make a move that night, so he was able to live in peace with Miss Sharron.
Hastur frowned slightly, and the more he thought about it, the more weird he felt.
Is Mr. A's behavior purely a lunatic's behavior, or does it have other meanings?
Can't figure it out.
Hastur sighed, put away his messy thoughts, and looked at the head in front of him with a headache.
Mr. A killed Bud, no matter what the reason was, it was a good thing for him, but Mr. A wanted to send this head to him!
What can he do?
It's impossible to pretend that nothing happened, right?
After thinking about it for a while, Hastur destroyed the little note, called Butler Neil and others in a panic, pointed to the head on the table, briefly explained what happened just now, and told them to go to the police station to call the police.
Assuming that nothing happened, that is naturally the most convenient choice, but he is a nobleman with a clean net worth, so in the face of such absurd things, calling the police is the most normal choice.
In addition, the Nighthawks have been staring at this place. Although they don't know where they were led by Mr. A, they will definitely come back to investigate afterwards.
He can't show something too abnormal.
The police were called, and it was still the Sergeant Reed who came.
He simply asked a few questions, took notes, and asked the accompanying police officers to leave the room first, and stayed alone with Hastur.
"The murderer who secretly sent the head is most likely trying to intimidate you through this crazy behavior. You need the protection of the police recently."
"Well, you're right, I do need protection, it's been a bad night."
"You carefully recall what happened during this period of time, and see if there is any grievance with people somewhere."
"I don't think so, I've been rarely going out, let alone making grudges with people."
Hastur didn't say anything about Mr. A, he was going to wait for the night man to fall asleep, and then use this to explain everything.
Only the real and the fake can fool those Nighthawks.
Sometimes, appropriate deception is to better win people's trust.
After Sheriff Reed understood everything, he asked the two police officers to stay and set up a few secret sentries around the house.
It was three or four o'clock at night, and Hastur was fast asleep.
Suddenly, a figure appeared in his sleep.
He was wearing a black windbreaker, about 1.7 meters tall, his face was blurred, and his facial features could not be seen clearly.
The Nighthawks are here!
Hastur woke up instantly, but he quickly put on a confused and confused look.
Peter walked slowly, conjured up a sofa and a seat, and raised his hand to signal Hastur to take a seat.
Hastur walked over to the sofa and sat down. Peter was taken aback for a moment. He clearly invited the other party to sit on that chair. The sofa was reserved for him.
"Baron Hastur Campbell, I have a few things I want to ask you, I hope you can answer truthfully, and don't deceive yourself."
Hastur just nodded blankly.
Peter sat on the chair and said calmly, "How did you find out that Dean Bard is a demon?"
"I have been exposed to some extraordinary knowledge, and I know that demons like to use living people to sacrifice... There are so many children who died there, what else can he be if he is not a demon!"
Peter raised his eyebrows slightly and said, "What I want to ask is how did you find out that Dean Bard has a problem?"
"I have never trusted him. Dean Dahn is stupid and greedy for money. He cannot be a cunning devil. Only Vice President Bard, who likes to pretend to be a good guy, best fits the description of a devil."
Having said this, Hastur paused for a moment, and said with a blank smile: "Actually, I'm not sure if he is a demon, but I think you should have a way to identify his true identity."
Is this using our Nighthawk team as a tester?
It is really in line with the usual style of nobles.
Peter continued to ask, "What happened tonight?"
"I was sleeping. I don't know who opened the window and threw a big box into the house. There was a head in the big box, Bud's head. I was very scared, so I quickly asked Butler Neil and the others to go to the police station to call the police."
"Did you lie about anything in this matter?"
"Yes, originally there was a small note on that big box, I didn't want to destroy that small note without causing trouble."
"What was written on the note?"
"This is a gift, and the signature is an A."
Peter raised his vigilance all of a sudden, "A word? Do you know who the other party is?"
"I once saw a remarkable party. The organizer of the party was called Mr. A. I think it may be him."
"Why did Mr. A give you this gift?"
"do not know."
Hastur showed a properly puzzled look. He didn't know what Mr. A's purpose was.
"Why did you hide this note when you called the police?"
"I'm afraid of getting into trouble. One more thing is worse than one less thing."
Then Peter asked a few more questions, and Hastur tried his best to cooperate with him to complete the question.
"Don't try to lie when you encounter this kind of thing in the future, or you will cause real trouble for yourself."
Leaving one last word of warning, Peter got up and left Hastur's dream.
Hastur was still pretending to sleep with his eyes closed, breathing steadily.
He knew that after this temptation, he would not attract the attention of the Evernight Goddess Church for the time being, and they should focus more on Mr. A.
As for whether doing so will offend Mr. A?
He has already thought about it, and it doesn't matter whether he gets offended or not.
It's just that he dared to show up like this tonight, so he was probably ready to be discovered, and it would be very difficult for the Nighthawks to catch him.
Hastur didn't think for long, and actually fell asleep.
The next day, when the news about Bud's death came out, Professor Wayne and Lecturer Furren came here specially.
The news they received was that Bud wanted to break into a baron's house to assassinate him last night, but was shot dead by the police officers who had already laid a net nearby.
At the same time, the police station also sentenced Budd and listed him and Dean Dahn as accomplices, who together caused a series of tragedies in the Sunrise Workhouse.
The police report did not mention Hasta's name, but only mentioned that a baron had made considerable contributions to the case.
Professor Wayne and Lecturer Furren, who knew the inside story, naturally understood that the baron was referring to Hastur, and they came to visit together after class in the morning.
"It's because I trust Bud too much, I didn't expect him to be the real culprit!"
Professor Wayne blamed himself very much. In order to express his apology, he gave the plantation title deed worth tens of thousands of gold pounds to Hasta. This time, Hasta did not refuse.
After all, this matter was all because of Professor Wayne from beginning to end, otherwise he would not have gone to the workhouse and was targeted by a demon, which led to what happened last night.
Taking an adventure, he earned a plantation title deed, which is quite worth it after thinking about it.
Hastur showed great tolerance for this, and a few words easily moved Professor Wayne and Lecturer Furren.
After sending away Professor Wayne and Lecturer Furren, Hastur asked Butler Neil to send someone to investigate the current status of the ancestral property.
At around four o'clock in the afternoon, Sergeant Reed came again. In addition to asking some small questions, he also brought a reward from the police station.
2000 gold pounds!
This time, the case of the Sunrise Workhouse caused the death of nearly a hundred children, causing a sensation in Backlund.
Because the police station handled the case quickly, they saw Bard's true face in time and shot him dead on the spot. They didn't let the tragedy continue, and showed their face in the whole of Backlund once.
He was even honored by the king!
As the biggest contributor to this case, Hastur naturally also received a reward that belonged to him.
According to Sheriff Reed, the king even considered giving a reward directly.
But he couldn't be sure if it was true or not, he just heard a word from his immediate superior.
He got another bounty in vain, and Hastur was naturally very happy.
But then, he froze.
Half of the credit for such a bounty was given to him by Mr. A.
Otherwise, with the abilities of the Nighthawks, it is estimated that it would be difficult to kill a hiding demon in a short time.
Had Harder died, the case would not have been settled so quickly.
All the gifts given by fate have already been secretly priced.
He didn't think he could accept the gift from Mr. A with peace of mind.
If you can't figure out Mr. A's purpose as soon as possible, you will definitely pay the price for it in the future.
……
Hall of Stars.
Hastur appeared as the ruler of the stars, looking at the star where the lamp god is, and a chain of order waved out, leading the lamp god to come.
(End of this chapter)
Hey!
Hastur's eyelids twitched twice, the blood flow accelerated, and the heartbeat also jumped wildly in an instant.
He really didn't expect that Bard's head would appear in front of him in such a bizarre way!
Who killed Bud and threw his head to himself?
Thoughts in Hastur's mind turned sharply, he held his cane tightly and was extremely alert.
Is he really dead?
Is this head really Bard's head?
Thinking of this, Hastur drew out the sword in the staff, and pierced the eyes of the head with the sword to confirm whether he was really dead.
At the same time, he turned on his spirit vision and scanned the surroundings, but found nothing unusual, so he was relieved a lot.
Step forward and flatten the note with the tip of the sword.
"A friendly gift." A big letter A was written on the signature.
"Mr. A..."
The expression on Hastur's face became strange.
This style of behavior is indeed in line with his understanding of Mr. A's kind of lunatic.
Who in a normal person would send a bloody head to express friendliness!
And it was still in the middle of the night!
This magical brain circuit really deserves to be a crazy beauty from the Aurora Society!
"What exactly does he want to do?"
Hastur thought a lot, but it was hard to figure out what purpose this Mr. A had.
After all, he is not a lunatic, and it is difficult to be on the same channel as a lunatic.
Judging from the current situation, Mr. A seems to be showing favor to himself?
Does he really want to let himself join the Aurora Society?
Or is there any characteristic in him that deserves his attention?
"Could it be that when Earl Richard held a ceremony last time, he appeared there also to protect himself?"
Another terrible thought popped into Hastur's mind.
According to Mr. A's madness, if he really wanted to make a move, he would never give up because he was afraid of Miss Sharon.
He really didn't want to make a move that night, so he was able to live in peace with Miss Sharron.
Hastur frowned slightly, and the more he thought about it, the more weird he felt.
Is Mr. A's behavior purely a lunatic's behavior, or does it have other meanings?
Can't figure it out.
Hastur sighed, put away his messy thoughts, and looked at the head in front of him with a headache.
Mr. A killed Bud, no matter what the reason was, it was a good thing for him, but Mr. A wanted to send this head to him!
What can he do?
It's impossible to pretend that nothing happened, right?
After thinking about it for a while, Hastur destroyed the little note, called Butler Neil and others in a panic, pointed to the head on the table, briefly explained what happened just now, and told them to go to the police station to call the police.
Assuming that nothing happened, that is naturally the most convenient choice, but he is a nobleman with a clean net worth, so in the face of such absurd things, calling the police is the most normal choice.
In addition, the Nighthawks have been staring at this place. Although they don't know where they were led by Mr. A, they will definitely come back to investigate afterwards.
He can't show something too abnormal.
The police were called, and it was still the Sergeant Reed who came.
He simply asked a few questions, took notes, and asked the accompanying police officers to leave the room first, and stayed alone with Hastur.
"The murderer who secretly sent the head is most likely trying to intimidate you through this crazy behavior. You need the protection of the police recently."
"Well, you're right, I do need protection, it's been a bad night."
"You carefully recall what happened during this period of time, and see if there is any grievance with people somewhere."
"I don't think so, I've been rarely going out, let alone making grudges with people."
Hastur didn't say anything about Mr. A, he was going to wait for the night man to fall asleep, and then use this to explain everything.
Only the real and the fake can fool those Nighthawks.
Sometimes, appropriate deception is to better win people's trust.
After Sheriff Reed understood everything, he asked the two police officers to stay and set up a few secret sentries around the house.
It was three or four o'clock at night, and Hastur was fast asleep.
Suddenly, a figure appeared in his sleep.
He was wearing a black windbreaker, about 1.7 meters tall, his face was blurred, and his facial features could not be seen clearly.
The Nighthawks are here!
Hastur woke up instantly, but he quickly put on a confused and confused look.
Peter walked slowly, conjured up a sofa and a seat, and raised his hand to signal Hastur to take a seat.
Hastur walked over to the sofa and sat down. Peter was taken aback for a moment. He clearly invited the other party to sit on that chair. The sofa was reserved for him.
"Baron Hastur Campbell, I have a few things I want to ask you, I hope you can answer truthfully, and don't deceive yourself."
Hastur just nodded blankly.
Peter sat on the chair and said calmly, "How did you find out that Dean Bard is a demon?"
"I have been exposed to some extraordinary knowledge, and I know that demons like to use living people to sacrifice... There are so many children who died there, what else can he be if he is not a demon!"
Peter raised his eyebrows slightly and said, "What I want to ask is how did you find out that Dean Bard has a problem?"
"I have never trusted him. Dean Dahn is stupid and greedy for money. He cannot be a cunning devil. Only Vice President Bard, who likes to pretend to be a good guy, best fits the description of a devil."
Having said this, Hastur paused for a moment, and said with a blank smile: "Actually, I'm not sure if he is a demon, but I think you should have a way to identify his true identity."
Is this using our Nighthawk team as a tester?
It is really in line with the usual style of nobles.
Peter continued to ask, "What happened tonight?"
"I was sleeping. I don't know who opened the window and threw a big box into the house. There was a head in the big box, Bud's head. I was very scared, so I quickly asked Butler Neil and the others to go to the police station to call the police."
"Did you lie about anything in this matter?"
"Yes, originally there was a small note on that big box, I didn't want to destroy that small note without causing trouble."
"What was written on the note?"
"This is a gift, and the signature is an A."
Peter raised his vigilance all of a sudden, "A word? Do you know who the other party is?"
"I once saw a remarkable party. The organizer of the party was called Mr. A. I think it may be him."
"Why did Mr. A give you this gift?"
"do not know."
Hastur showed a properly puzzled look. He didn't know what Mr. A's purpose was.
"Why did you hide this note when you called the police?"
"I'm afraid of getting into trouble. One more thing is worse than one less thing."
Then Peter asked a few more questions, and Hastur tried his best to cooperate with him to complete the question.
"Don't try to lie when you encounter this kind of thing in the future, or you will cause real trouble for yourself."
Leaving one last word of warning, Peter got up and left Hastur's dream.
Hastur was still pretending to sleep with his eyes closed, breathing steadily.
He knew that after this temptation, he would not attract the attention of the Evernight Goddess Church for the time being, and they should focus more on Mr. A.
As for whether doing so will offend Mr. A?
He has already thought about it, and it doesn't matter whether he gets offended or not.
It's just that he dared to show up like this tonight, so he was probably ready to be discovered, and it would be very difficult for the Nighthawks to catch him.
Hastur didn't think for long, and actually fell asleep.
The next day, when the news about Bud's death came out, Professor Wayne and Lecturer Furren came here specially.
The news they received was that Bud wanted to break into a baron's house to assassinate him last night, but was shot dead by the police officers who had already laid a net nearby.
At the same time, the police station also sentenced Budd and listed him and Dean Dahn as accomplices, who together caused a series of tragedies in the Sunrise Workhouse.
The police report did not mention Hasta's name, but only mentioned that a baron had made considerable contributions to the case.
Professor Wayne and Lecturer Furren, who knew the inside story, naturally understood that the baron was referring to Hastur, and they came to visit together after class in the morning.
"It's because I trust Bud too much, I didn't expect him to be the real culprit!"
Professor Wayne blamed himself very much. In order to express his apology, he gave the plantation title deed worth tens of thousands of gold pounds to Hasta. This time, Hasta did not refuse.
After all, this matter was all because of Professor Wayne from beginning to end, otherwise he would not have gone to the workhouse and was targeted by a demon, which led to what happened last night.
Taking an adventure, he earned a plantation title deed, which is quite worth it after thinking about it.
Hastur showed great tolerance for this, and a few words easily moved Professor Wayne and Lecturer Furren.
After sending away Professor Wayne and Lecturer Furren, Hastur asked Butler Neil to send someone to investigate the current status of the ancestral property.
At around four o'clock in the afternoon, Sergeant Reed came again. In addition to asking some small questions, he also brought a reward from the police station.
2000 gold pounds!
This time, the case of the Sunrise Workhouse caused the death of nearly a hundred children, causing a sensation in Backlund.
Because the police station handled the case quickly, they saw Bard's true face in time and shot him dead on the spot. They didn't let the tragedy continue, and showed their face in the whole of Backlund once.
He was even honored by the king!
As the biggest contributor to this case, Hastur naturally also received a reward that belonged to him.
According to Sheriff Reed, the king even considered giving a reward directly.
But he couldn't be sure if it was true or not, he just heard a word from his immediate superior.
He got another bounty in vain, and Hastur was naturally very happy.
But then, he froze.
Half of the credit for such a bounty was given to him by Mr. A.
Otherwise, with the abilities of the Nighthawks, it is estimated that it would be difficult to kill a hiding demon in a short time.
Had Harder died, the case would not have been settled so quickly.
All the gifts given by fate have already been secretly priced.
He didn't think he could accept the gift from Mr. A with peace of mind.
If you can't figure out Mr. A's purpose as soon as possible, you will definitely pay the price for it in the future.
……
Hall of Stars.
Hastur appeared as the ruler of the stars, looking at the star where the lamp god is, and a chain of order waved out, leading the lamp god to come.
(End of this chapter)
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