Chapter 153 Changes (for Subscription)

The witch's house.

This famous restaurant in Greenwood City is known for its quirky and mysterious decor, with thick curtains to block the light, candles lit and the scent of rosemary scattered throughout.

Aaron sat at the dining table, and the purchased oil painting 'The Door' was placed on the carriage by the coachman.

Opposite him, William Mark was sitting upright, holding a glass of colorful cocktails in his hand, still talking eloquently: "Silling is a pure businessman, but this kind of temporary price hike is too dignified... I I can guarantee that his reputation in our circle will drop a lot in the future!"

After he finished speaking, a look of doubt appeared on his face again: "Poor Sisyphus, he died of a sudden illness while he was investigating..."

'This is not necessarily true. Maybe it was because the mutation went out of control in the investigation bureau on the spot, so he was killed...' Aaron added in his heart: "Of course, it is also possible that he did not actually die, but he was imprisoned for any excuse. Anyway, don't think about it easily in the future... it's like dying."

The Bureau of Investigation is famous, he has heard a lot in underground gatherings, and he knows their usual methods.

"Come, try the witch soup pasta here, the business card of Green Forest City... Thanks to the great Earl of Green Forest."

William Mark quickly changed the subject and focused on the sumptuous meal.

"Actually, I heard from a historian that the Earl of Greenwood was a seriously underrated gourmet, for example, he also invented cream pudding, ice cream, black forest cakes and so on..."

Aaron: "..."

He could prove that he had only invented a pudding method, and he still used it to deal with Ginny.

As for the rest, it's all planted!

Even the Witch Soup Spaghetti was just a casual mention.

It can be seen that William likes this soup very much. After eating up the noodles, he is still dipping the soup with bread, and he is reluctant to waste it.

He stared at this scene speechlessly, and suddenly touched his eyebrows, his 'dangerous premonition' was slightly touched.

Aaron reached out and pressed the holster on his waist, and immediately looked in the direction of the source of danger, it came from the window!

"It's a slight danger, but there seems to be a monster lurking in the dark..."

He came to the edge of the window, pulled the curtains open, and looked at the road.

He saw a carriage suddenly out of control and crashed into a gas street lamp on the side of the road.

The screams of women and the sound of pedestrians avoiding one after another sounded.

With a loud bang, the carriage hit the street light directly, knocking the metal street light pole into a twisted arc.

A coachman covered in blood walked out tremblingly, with no panic and fear on his face, only confusion.

"vomit!"

He suddenly knelt on the ground in pain and spit out a cloud of black dirt. On the black and bloody thing, black insects flew up one by one.

They flew towards the surrounding crowd, and even began to bite through the skin of the onlookers, burrowing into the body through the breach, causing bursts of screams.

"What happened?"

William Mark leaned over curiously, and immediately looked at the scene of the man spitting out bugs, and seemed to be stunned.

"William, we must get out of here immediately."

Aaron lowered his voice and dragged William out of the Witch House restaurant to the carriage that was parked aside.

The carriage driver Ramiz dutifully waited beside the carriage, and quickly said, "Sir... there seems to be a traffic accident over there..."

He was not directly opposite the accident scene and had limited understanding, but he also understood that he should not stay in a chaotic place.

"Let's go, get out of here."

Aaron grabbed William and got into the carriage, which started quickly.

At this time, through the car window, you can also see the patrol police running in the opposite direction and blocking the scene, as well as several ununiformed investigators of the Bureau of Investigation.

"William...you seem a little ill?"

Aaron looked at William and asked suddenly.

"I... I have a headache, I seem to have seen such a scene!" William covered his head, his brows full of pain.

'He saw things he shouldn't have seen before, his memory was cleaned, and he still had sequelae. Now it's just a little better, and he was stimulated by similar pictures. Couldn't his memory be restored? ’

Aaron is not very optimistic about the technology of the Bureau of Investigation.

As long as it exists, it will leave traces!

The so-called memory interference cannot completely erase all traces in the mind.

After being stimulated, it is very likely to break through the blockade!

"However, the scene is so chaotic, I am afraid that the investigation bureau will not be able to find everyone, there must be omissions..."

‘How do you plan to cover up this time, are there a large number of wild insects? ’

His expression was slightly solemn: 'Do these black bugs have something to do with Roberts, the former archbishop has not escaped from the green forest, but is planning something? ’

"How is it, is it better?"

The carriage continued to move forward, and after a while, Aaron looked at William and asked with concern.

"Thanks, I'm much better."

William Mark's face was still pale, but there was a strange look in his eyes: "In this world, the curtain of truth is lifted, and there are things that we don't know!"

'It seems to be restored to memory? ’

Aaron pretended not to know: "What are you talking about?"

"My friend, knowing too much is not good for you... Please send me to Dr. Hannibal's clinic." William Mark said.

"OK."

Aaron faithfully played the role of a friend, first sending William to Dr. Hannibal's private practice.

This doctor has a good relationship with William. Last time, I heard that he was using his medicine, which made William get rid of the headache.

Now that there is a problem with William, it is natural to come to the other party immediately.

But Aaron seemed to see some different clues.

"The extraordinary and mysterious of this world have been perfectly combined with the mundane, and the wild extraordinary are hidden under ordinary people and work..."

After chatting a few words with Dr. Hannibal, whom he had met before, he said goodbye and muttered in his heart in the carriage.

After tossing a coin and confirming his guess, Aaron said directly to Ramiz: "Go home!"

...

Golden Rose Street, 33.

"Master, are you back?"

Sylvia saw Aaron come back with a smile on her face, and stepped forward to take his coat.

"Um……"

Aaron looked at Sylvia and said seriously: "Go on, it's been very chaotic and dangerous outside recently, don't go out if you're okay..."

Judging from what happened today, Roberts is likely to want to do something.

And if a non-human existence wants to make a move, the scope and spread must be very wide!

Thinking of this, Aaron's eyes could not help but become a little deep and dark.

"Yes! I'll tell them..."

It was the first time Sylvia saw the young master's serious expression, so she couldn't help answering sternly.