Chapter 111 Ch110 Petticoat Harbor

Chapter 111 Ch.110 Petticoat Port

Roland's foot sprained.

"You should rest for a few days, Collins." On the carriage, Xander Kratof was worried about the brave teammates around him.

She could only relieve Roland's pain to a limited extent, but that was not a problem.

——In her opinion, many gentlemen are like this.

Even though he was seriously injured, he still had to pretend to be nonchalant and tell people that it didn't hurt at all and that it wouldn't cause any trouble.

As if that would make him any more stalwart.

They should learn to take good care of their bodies and cherish their bodies.

'I jumped down the stairs, but my feet didn't agree' - this is what Roland said to Xander before getting on the carriage.

So I got a very rare eye roll.

Xander was exasperated and amused: "Collins!"

"Why don't you tell him how you got hurt?"

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I was too anxious to fall out of the window and step on the turf pit.

"Awesome."

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This only proves that the gardener of Minsi Chloe's house is a lazy man.

"This only proves that you are short-sighted."

"I told you, first get a rope and tie it so you can slide down easily when you exit."

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But weird, wrench.

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With a rope, it’s not magical at all.

"You're magical now, aren't you?"

Roland suppressed a laugh.

Today, they were going to Petticoat Port for the information about the haunting of ghosts that they had obtained from the 'Shirley' in the secret meeting the day before yesterday.

Petticoat Harbour, south of the Thames.

Roland: "Fernandez is busy with other things?"

Xander leaned towards Roland and whispered: "Didn't you hear? Someone died last night."

"who?"

"Ming Si, Chloe, and the Wilson family." The little nun was well-informed: "It is said that at last night's banquet, when the two of them were secretly 'connecting' in the house, they were nailed to the bed with a sharp knife. …How terrible! I guess Captain Devinson was there to work on this case - they all said it was an enemy of the Chloe family."

Xander's face turned pale when he mentioned this: "I heard that they fought with the murderer before their death, but all the bones in their bodies were broken, and some parts were cut off and soaked in whiskey..."

connect…? -

I kind of just put the two of them together, Wrench.

"The rumors will become more and more evil. Isn't this what you expect?"

"If they kill Cherry Chloe, you kill them; if they ruin Cherry Chloe's reputation, you ruin theirs."

"They tortured her and you tortured them."

"Everything you expected has been achieved."

Roland quietly swayed with the bumps of the carriage.

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There is another person.

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The poison may have come from the doctor who killed Cherry.

"Roland, I want to warn you: The deaths of Chloe and Wilson are okay, but if you kill Isaac, the doctor, no matter how stupid you are, you can be contacted."

"Besides, judging from the servants you killed, you are already in danger."

"If you still want to live, but also because the big bat treats you well and wants to cause less trouble for her-"

"I'm not asking you to give up, I'm just advising you to be good for a while."

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A winter?

"At least."

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Was I awesome last night? I also specially bought the kind of hammer recommended by Mr. William.

"Does your ankle hurt?"

Roland didn't want to deal with it.

Petticoat Harbor.

This place is much more 'bustling' than the street where he lives - both sides of the entire street are densely packed with sheds supported by wooden and bamboo poles. Women selling old clothes sit with their children under the sheds. Receive guests coming and going.

Those who sell clothes and those who buy clothes are all the same type of people.

poor.

After passing through the crowded crowd, passing through the intricate sheds and stalls, a certain three-story brick house in the back was exactly where they were going - since the clothes of these two were too 'high-end' here, it was not unsightly. The thieves dared to get close to him.

People along the way walked around for fear of bumping into them.

Even the shouts became lighter when Xander passed by.

"We're causing trouble for others, Collins."

Of course Xander noticed.

She tried to smile at the children who were bumping around or leaning on their mothers' arms, but she got vigilant looks from their mothers and a slightly panicked avoidance.

This made her very disappointed: "It's really sad that they are afraid of the Guardians. We protect this city, maintain order, and even sacrifice our lives for this..."

Roland was born here, so of course he knew what the people around him were thinking.

Because that’s how both parties see each other: a nuisance.

"Here we are."

On the second floor of the brick building, Xander led Roland to find the unclosed wooden door.

In the room, a slender woman was squatting on the floor washing clothes. Three boys no taller than the table were running around her waving branches.

Xander stood at the door, looked at it for a while, then raised his hand and knocked on the door.

It startled the four people in the room.

"Holy Father!" Seeing what the two were wearing, the woman doing laundry exclaimed. She quickly wiped her hands on her skirt, pushed the child away, and quickly came to the door - three steps away from Xander. He stopped, his face full of panic.

"Please, please..."

Xander pointed to the badge on Roland's chest.

"Inspection Bureau." She glanced into the room: "I am Xander Kratof, and this is Roland Collins."

"Yes, yes, sir, good day, miss! My name is Michelle Bonham..."

She also wanted to squeeze out something from the scarce dictionary, but was interrupted by Xander.

"We got news that your family -"

The tail of this sentence was stretched indefinitely, and then Xander stared at Michelle and closed his mouth.

The woman in the room obviously knew why the two dignitaries from the Supervision Bureau came to the door.

There was joy in the panic.

"Yes! Yes! I said we should ask the adults to come and take a look!" At this time, she was willing to open the half-covered door and welcome the two people into the house - before that, she held them tightly with her body Block in front of the door.

"Please come in quickly!"

She called to Xander and Roland.

"I don't know if you and your friends are used to drinking tea or wine..."

Xander smiled and refused: "We have other things."

Hearing this, the woman nodded her head violently, quickly picked out one of the three children, whispered a few times, and asked him to go downstairs.

After a while, a man followed up.

In addition, there were many onlookers gathered outside the door.

The skinny Mr. Matthew Bohan is the father of three children and the husband of Michelle Bohan.

On a rare break, he sells used clothes downstairs.

"These two distinguished adults are here to deal with it..." The wife pulled her husband to her side and whispered: "...It's what the child told you before. Don't you feel something is wrong too?!"

The man looked at Xander and Roland with suspicious eyes, and within two seconds, he lowered his head.

He saluted Roland and Xander, then walked around to the door, pushed away his nefarious friends one by one, and closed the door hard.

"We were going to church, sir and madam, and we are not bad people. There is a bad thing stalking my child. They said that there is always something talking in the night, and it is cold and swishing, like a flying shadow. ——”

He was so anxious to clear himself and his wife of suspicion that he said many irrelevant things.

For example, if I have a formal job, I have been working diligently since my ancestors, and I have never violated the law or gotten into trouble.

Xander listened patiently, and then interjected when the other party's mouth was dry and he couldn't find anything new to say.

"Please rest assured, Mr. Bohan. We are only here for it - these things that should not stay in this world will bring trouble to you, your wife, and your children. Maybe you haven't felt it yet: before too long, they will You will get sick, your eyes will be dull, and you will become like the living dead..."

The man and woman raised their eyebrows in unison, growing more and more frightened.

"Please! Please help us!"

He shouted loudly, facing the sunlight coming from the window, or the God who did not pay attention to him: "Father of all things! Who is the evil person who caused the evil! We have always done good things! We have never done bad things!"

In fact, Roland didn't need a "secret" to see the shadow floating vaguely in the corner of the roof.

"Spirit Vision: Seeing spirits, including dreams that seep into reality."

He passed through the Bohans and came to the base of the wall.

look up.

Male ghost.

Skinny, bald.

A bit like…

Matthew Bohan.

Maybe it was his family.

"I don't mean to offend. However, have any family members left in recent days?" Roland asked, staring at the blurry shadow.

Michelle Bohan immediately jumped in and said:

"Yes, indeed, distinguished sir! My husband's father died a few days ago! In this very room!"

After saying that, she looked at her husband angrily and said accusingly: "I said he shouldn't have been allowed to die at home! Look, how much trouble he has caused us!"

"How many times have I told you! You should put him outside on a blanket! At least to the end of the ladder. Maybe he won't be able to find the house!"

"I don't want to work?" The husband glared: "It would be better if you could learn to do it instead of just talking!"

"Am I just sitting at home drinking coffee and inviting friends to have banquets every day?" Perhaps she was too angry, so she got angry in front of Roland and Xander: "This is your family, you can tell him not to hurt him. Our child? Mr. 'Work'?"

Xander activated "Secret".

She also saw the vague shadow.

——The spirit body is only in the ghost stage, and it is still early to become a resentful spirit.

It can even be said that this ghost will disappear on its own in a few days without any treatment.

His obsession…

You can tell by the look in his eyes.

Keep an eye on the three children.

"It's not difficult to solve."

Xander came to Roland and whispered:

"A bottle of holy water."

Roland agreed with his teammates’ judgment.

Although, the feeling this ghost gave him...not to mention dangerous, it almost ceased to exist.

"Then there's no need to use—"

Before Roland could finish speaking, Xander turned around and faced the couple who were still arguing.

"A very dangerous ghost, can you pay a sufficient price?"

she said worriedly.