Chapter 628 I’m Dying, Matthew

Wendy's mother was also awakened by the knock on the door, and saw Wendy standing in front of her window with the key in her hand.

The atmosphere was a little awkward for a while.

But she didn't care about educating her daughter at the moment. When she heard the knock on the door downstairs, she immediately got dressed, ran down, opened the door, and actually saw the person she had been dreaming about outside the door. figure.

Twenty-one days had passed since Matthew disappeared, and she could not help but have some bad thoughts in her mind. Now that she saw her husband returning safely, tears instantly poured out of her eyes.

She flew into Matthew's arms.

But just then a voice sounded from her ear.

"Won't you introduce us to him, Matthew?"

Wendy's mother looked up and saw an old man with a slight hunchback and three tall, sinister-looking men standing behind Matthew. If the bar owner were here, he would probably recognize that one of them was the one who served him drinks yesterday afternoon. Coachman.

The old man took off the hat on his head and saluted her, "Don't worry, madam, we are all Matthew's friends."

Wendy's mother looked at her husband.

The latter nodded, "Jane, this is Cook, Cook, this is Jane, my wife."

Jane breathed a sigh of relief, smiled and stretched out her hand, "Forgive me for being a little nervous during this period. Matthew has been away from home for a long time and has not come back. Wendy is running around with an Easterner who appears out of nowhere, and then There was another message outside saying that a group of bandits planned to come to the town to rob, etc... I remember that the leader of that group of bandits was also named Cook."

"There are always many coincidences in this world, madam." The old man kissed the back of her hand, "I hope I didn't disturb you. Seeing you is like seeing my daughter. You are all so kind and pure. , it’s a pity that she is not as lucky as you.”

"You are too polite, why do you say that?"

"Oh, something happened to her, a terrible thing, but it's all over, so it's better not to mention it." The old man said to the three people behind him, "You stay here."

The three nodded.

Then the hunchbacked old man walked into the house with Matthew. He saw Wendy coming down the stairs and smiled, "Look at this cute little girl. She must be your daughter. Matthew mentioned it to me." Many times, your name is Wendy, right?" The old man said as he touched his pocket, and finally took out a gold bar. "Sorry, I was in a hurry along the way and didn't have time to buy candies. Use this instead."

"How can you be so embarrassed? The gift is too expensive." Jane quickly declined.

"It's nothing, just a little thought from me. Good people like you deserve such a gift, so just regard it as a gift from fate."

When Wendy took the gold bar from the hunchbacked old man's hand, Matthew said, "Jane, go get something to eat, Cook and I haven't had dinner yet."

"Okay, I remember I still have some cookies baked this morning."

"Very good, let's make two more cups of tea." After Matthew finished speaking, he looked at Wendy again, "You go too and help your mother."

Wendy glanced at her father, then looked at Cook at the side with some suspicion, and finally followed her mother.

After the two people left, the hunchbacked old man said, "The child's eyes look quite similar to yours. When I first saw you, you were also like this, vigilant and a little stubborn..."

"Stop beating around the bush, Cook, didn't we agree that we were just here to find out what's going on in the town? Why did you come to my house?" Matthew interrupted him directly.

"Oh, you and I don't need to worry about finding out the truth. Morris already asked about all the things that need to be asked yesterday." The hunchbacked old man said leisurely, "I asked him to ask about your residence at that time."

"What do you want?"

"It's nothing, I'm just curious about your life these years."

Cook put his feet up on the table in front of him, "I have always regarded you as my son. I want to know how you are doing after we are separated."

"You can ask me directly." Matthew said with a sullen face.

"Yeah, but I prefer to see it with my own eyes." The hunchbacked old man smiled, "I'm sorry to disturb your life. Really, I hope we can do it little by little, starting with daily greetings. Tell you what I have done these years, and you tell me how your life has been..."

"I don't need you to tell me to know what you have done these years. There is never a shortage of news about you in the newspapers."

"Well... I have to admit that I am indeed very popular with those reporters and newspapers. As long as I am still here, they will never be unemployed." The hunchbacked old man shrugged.

"The things you did are not funny. You and your men burned, killed and looted everywhere. No matter rich or poor, old or children, you would not let them go. You set fire to the church and slaughtered the infants. Baby..." Matthew said coldly.

"Fear is a kind of power. You must learn and get used to using it. I am a robber and not a priest. Do I have to do good deeds and listen to the sufferings of others?"

The hunchbacked old man paused, "Hell, I thought you would become a little more mature over the years after experiencing that incident, but you turned out to be no different from the past. Okay, that's enough gossip. Let's go early. It’s better to get to the point. I know you’ve heard a lot of news about me over the years, but what I’m going to tell you next is something that’s not in those news reports. No, it should be said that even the Cook gang has a lot of it. have no idea."

"Have you done anything outrageous?"

"It has nothing to do with that," the hunchbacked old man looked into Matthew's eyes, "I'm going to die, Matthew."

"After all the bad things you've done, do you think you'll ever get a good ending?"

"No, that's not what I mean." Cook waved his hand, "When I said I was going to die, I was referring to my physical condition. There is not much time left for me. I can feel it. This is when I come back to find you. the real reason.”

Matthew fell silent upon hearing this, "How did you know you were about to die?"

"This is my body. Of course I know when that day will come." The hunchbacked old man said, "I have seen the face of death. He has a pair of blue eyes, just like Mary. I am not afraid of death, but I do still have a few things to do before I die, the most important of which is to find a new owner for the Cook Gang."

"You want me to take over the Cook Gang and become the next you?"

"Why not, believe me, you will like this feeling of freedom. You are just trapped by mundane trivial matters and false happiness. I came to your home tonight to untie you. Yes, undo your miserable reincarnation, my child."