An Ordinary Person's Daily Life (3)

In an instant, all the hairs on Barton's body stood up.

Although he couldn't be sure that what he smelled was the smell of blood, his slightly different inspiration told him that it was the smell of blood.

Misfortune happened to Vernal? Like the archaeological team I was in? No, there is no blood left on this envelope at all, how could it give off a bloody smell? After a brief, extreme fear, Barton stood up.

As an ordinary person, facing this kind of thing, his instinctive reaction is only one.

That's calling the police!

Just as Patton took the envelope and left his seat, he suddenly remembered one thing:

The "Luen Antiquities Collection and Protection Foundation" has clear regulations on how to deal with similar situations - if there is a terrifying or incomprehensible phenomenon in a project, immediately suspend everything and report to the "Compliance Department" , and they are responsible for the follow-up.

Patton has never quite understood why he went to the "Compliance Department". In his perception, this is a department that deals with terms and reviews whether there are any irregularities in the project. It has nothing to do with dealing with unknown dangers.

However, when the founder of the foundation, Miss Audrey Hall, did not make too many changes when she reviewed the internal working rules, she only added this one, so the top management was reluctant to argue with her about it.

Obviously, I'd rather go to the head of security... Patton grunts as he walks out of the office, all the way to "Compliance" at the end of the hallway.

Dong Dong Dong, he tried to calm down and knocked on the door three times in a gentlemanly manner.

"Come in." A voiceless voice came from inside.

Frankly speaking, Barton knew little about his colleagues in the "Compliance Department", except that they were ruthless, quick-moving, and caught one after another of the internal worms that defrauded the foundation for funding.

Taking a deep breath, Barton twisted the handle and pushed open the door.

In his imagination, the "Compliance Department" should work in an unusually dark environment. Everyone kept silent, exchanged a few words in a low voice from time to time, and decided the fate of a project and its person in charge. However, the first What caught his eye was bright sunlight, brightly colored furnishings and an airy and bright layout.

"Is something wrong?" A black-haired, brown-eyed employee of the "Compliance Department" with a featureless appearance greeted him.

He was wearing a heavy black woolen coat,

It doesn't seem to be too tolerant of East Chester's wet and cold winter climate.

In addition, Barton noticed that the "Compliance Department" employee's accent was partial to Backlund, and he was either born there or stayed there for a long time.

Not so indifferent, mechanical, difficult to get along with, and even makes people feel friendly... Barton flashed a similar thought, and said hurriedly:

"One of our partners appears to be in trouble!

"The letter he sent was only an envelope with no content, and it still smelled of blood."

The "Compliance Department" employee showed no change in expression, and nodded lightly:

"Show me the envelope."

Patton immediately handed over a "letter" from the archaeologist Vernal.

It wasn't until this time that he realized that he was being a little rude just now, and hurriedly asked:

"Sorry, what should I call you?"

The "Compliance Department" employee held the envelope to the sun, looked at it carefully, and replied casually:

"Pacheco Dawn, deputy director of the 'Compliance Department', a senior solicitor, you can just call me Pacheco."

Without waiting for Patton to respond, Pacheco lowered his arm and said with a serious expression:

"There are certain exceptions.

"Preliminary judgment, this letter is from the Clough Hotel in the city. I have lived there for a while and know that they like to print the lavender castle pattern on the special envelope and letter paper."

"Do I need to call the police?" Barton blurted out.

Pacheco shook his head:

"It is not necessary for the time being, we will go to the scene to confirm the situation first.

"This requires some help from you. I don't know that partner."

"...Well, I'll go with you." Barton replied hesitantly.

After exiting the "Loen Antiquities Collection and Protection Foundation", after boarding a rental carriage, Barton saw that the scene was a little silent and seemed embarrassed, so he took the initiative to ask:

"Pacheco, are you from Backlund?"

"No." Pacheco shook his head, "I am from Jianhai County, and I have only lived in Backlund for nearly fifteen years."

"Why did you leave Backlund? I heard that it is the most suitable city for lawyers to grow up." Barton chatted casually.

Pacheco smiled and said:

"But there's also a lot of competition there.

"Well, just kidding, I used to be the personal lawyer and partner of steam-powered car tycoon Franmy Cage. Later, he invested in the establishment of the Backlund Bicycle Company, and I began to serve as the legal counsel of this company."

Barton was stunned:

"Miss Audrey owns a large number of shares in this company, so you got to know her?"

"Yes." Pacheco sighed, "In the previous war, Franmy died unfortunately, and his property was caught in many disputes. As his friend, I helped his widow and children win a considerable amount of money. Share, so offended some people, which made my situation in Backlund difficult. Fortunately, at this time, Miss Audrey extended an olive branch and invited me to East Chester to work for the foundation , as deputy head of the 'Compliance Department'."

Seeing that Pacheco even told himself this kind of thing, Barton felt more and more kind to him.

He asked slightly puzzled:

"Why against you? You're just fulfilling the duties of a friend and lawyer.

"Those people should be targeting Franmy Cage's widow and children."

Pacheco laughed at himself and said:

"I've used some inappropriate methods.

"In addition, Franmy's widow and children have other friends to take care of."

While chatting like this, the rental carriage arrived at the Clough Hotel in the center of Ston City.

The location of this hotel is quite good. The neighborhood where it is located is beautiful and very quiet. It only takes ten minutes to walk to the most prosperous streets in the city.

After entering the hotel and finding the boss, Pacheco asked bluntly:

"Let's find a friend named Vernal."

Through the previous small talk, he has grasped the general situation of the target.

The boss frowned suspiciously:

"If I remember correctly, there should be no customer named Vernal."

After hearing this, Patton hurriedly added:

"He's a little taller than me, looks solid, his nose is always red, and he smells of alcohol from time to time..."

He described Vernal's appearance in detail.

The boss recalled and looked at the waiter next to him.

"There is such a guest," the waiter replied immediately. "He lives at number 309."

Under the guidance of the waiter, Patton and Pacheco came to Vernal's room and knocked on the wooden door.

The sound of dong dong dong echoed, but there was no movement inside.

Just when Patton was about to propose to call the police again, Pacheco suddenly bent down and picked up a tuft of white, soft hair from the gap at the bottom of the door.

No, it's not hair, they're closer to the condensation of mist.

With the touch of Pacheco's fingers, they diffused into the surrounding air.

At the same time, Barton, whose inspiration was slightly different from ordinary people, vaguely heard an ethereal and weak male voice:

"Tamara... Tamara..."

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