An Ordinary Person's Daily Life (5)

After reading the traces printed on the paper, Pacheco turned his head and said to Patton next to him:

"The next thing is going to be quite complicated and I will seek the help of the police.

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

Barton, who was staring at the paper, heard this sentence, not only was not disappointed, on the contrary, he was grateful, and nodded quickly:

"OK."

After reading the traces of text left by Vernal, Barton's intuition told him that things would be very dangerous.

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 his great risk to mix this matter.

After the response, Barton turned around immediately, passed between the hotel owner and the waiter, and came to the street.

This time, instead of using public transport, he got into a rental carriage.

Patton's outing this time is a special matter, which is relatively urgent, and the deputy director of the "Compliance Department" testified, so he can reimburse the expenses in this regard.

Spending the foundation's money and using one's own salary are two completely different feelings.

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

"Is he still alive?

"Such a strong smell of blood in the room...

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

"If he were alive, where would he be now?

"Where……

"Will it be?

"This!"

While his thoughts were changing, Barton suddenly thought of a possibility, and hurriedly instructed the driver to change his route and go to the block where his house was located.

Not long after, he returned home.

"What happened?" Patton's wife greeted him,

Surprised.

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

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

"Have Vernal been here?"

"He came to visit you in a quarter of an hour. I asked him to wait in the study and sent Wells to the foundation to find you." Patton's wife answered truthfully.

Wells was their servant, and obviously, a quarter of an hour was not enough for him to reach the "Loen Antiquities Collection and Protection Foundation".

This is what surprised Barton's wife the most.

"Well." Barton nodded heavily, hurriedly passed the living room, went up to the second floor, and entered the study.

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

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

He jumped out of the window and left... Barton frowned, looked around carefully, and found that the books on his bookshelf were in disorder.

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

Patton's habit was to line up from right to left, and now they're left to right.

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

After some careful inspection, Patton found that a page in the middle volume had been folded.

He quickly turned to the page and unfolded the corner.

On it was written in pencil a scrawled text:

"The remnants of the Fourth Epoch are worshipping the evil gods."

Hiss... Barton panicked and feared again, and shoved the book back in his hand.

Without thinking much, he rushed out of the study and ran to the stairs, ready to find Pacheco, the deputy director of the "Compliance Department", told him what he found, and asked him to find the police to protect his family.

After leaving the house, Barton slowed down and considered a very important question:

Where to find Pacheco?

The Clough Inn, the Stoner Police Headquarters, or the Foundation?

After a short thought, Patton decided to go back to the Foundation and find another "Compliance Department" employee.

At this moment, a rental carriage stopped in front of his house, and Pacheco Dawn walked down.

"We found that Vernal has come to your house again." The deputy director of the "Compliance Department" explained quickly.

Barton breathed a sigh of relief and replied without hesitation:

"Yes, but he's gone.

"However, he left some clues behind."

After that, Barton led Pacheco into his home, came to the study, and handed the book to the other party.

Pacheco glanced at it, and gently slid his fingers on the surface of the line of text.

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

"Call the police!"

Having done all this, Pacheco tucked the book back into its original place.

However, he didn't push the books all the way in.

As a result, the entire row of books has an outward bulge.

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

Patton didn't quite understand why the senior lawyer did this, but he didn't ask why.

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

Patton immediately weaved the reasons to explain a few words to his wife, and then followed Pacheco back to the foundation and started his daily work.

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

"There are clues, I need to go to your house." Pacheco wrapped a gray scarf and stood by the door.

"Clue?" Barton stood up in surprise.

Pacheco didn't give a positive answer, and spread his hands in an inviting gesture.

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

"Fernal is here again!" His wife clearly sensed something was wrong, and greeted the door in horror.

"It's alright, just a few minor issues." Barton maintained his manly image and comforted his wife.

After coming to the study, he and Pacheco found that Vernal had escaped earlier.

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

"It's okay." Pacheco walked to the front of the bookshelf and pulled out the book.

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

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

Patton was stunned for a while:

"How do you know?"

Pacheco opened his eyes, smiled and replied:

"He took my bribe, no, a gift, and that's not right, the most accurate description would be advice.

"Of course, he may not accept it."

After speaking, the deputy director of the "Compliance Department" passed Barton and walked out of the study.

Barton followed behind him subconsciously, left the area where he was located, and turned into a nearby street.

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

"Reconstruction hasn't even started yet." Barton whispered.

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

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

A piece of charred wood fell to the ground, blocking the lower body of a figure.

The figure was wearing a brown jacket, with a red nose and a sturdy look. It was archaeologist Vernal.

Patton secretly exhaled and asked anxiously:

"Why didn't you call the police?"

"They monitor the police station." Vernal replied with no change in his expression.

Patton blurted out and asked again:

"Why don't you leave Stone and go to the police in another city?"

"They monitor the steam train station." Vernal responded in the same tone.

Patton thought for a while and frowned:

"You have a lot of ways to get out of Stone, they can't block a city."

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

"I feel the will of that great being..."

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