Werewolf Hunting Rules.

Chapter 163 My Uncle Clayton

This topic is very bad.

Clayton's eyes turned over to Barbara, and what he felt in his heart was pity.

Both he and she are in the same predicament at this moment, and don't want their family members to know their true identities.

"I know my wife very well. Apart from cooking and cleaning, she doesn't know anything else, and she doesn't know a single word. How did she join your club? And she brought back so much money?" Perot spoke faster, His skin flushed with blood.

Barbara also looked at her husband in surprise. Obviously, he had kept his doubts to himself before, and only threw them out when someone who knew about this past appeared.

This was really planned for a long time, but although the old guy looked very angry, he didn't really blame anyone until he found out the truth.

Clayton stroked the beard on his chin:
"Do you know her current physical condition?"

"I'm afraid she has some incurable disease. Her body is getting colder and colder, and she can't eat much, so she wants to go out." Perot said sadly.

"I'm sure she's in good health," Julius said. "I've studied medicine, so you can rest assured that this change is a good thing for her."

"I asked other doctors and they said the same thing as you"

Julius interrupted him rather rudely: "Don't mind the nonsense of those third-rate doctors, I am the real expert!"

He was too lazy to talk to the country people, and at the moment when he got angry, he actually had a somewhat domineering aura.

But this obviously can't convince Perot, the latter's questioning eyes never change.

So when the wizard lost his temper, his eyes rolled and he thought of another trick.

"You know, the market in the city is not good recently." He opened his mouth to guide, until Perot nodded, he continued: "So many men have to involve some desperate tasks in order to support their families."

It's talking about gangster Clayton frowning, he has a bad feeling.

Julius raised his middle finger and tapped him on the chest: "Look at this friend and I, because of the downturn in business, almost nothing has been recorded this year, our savings have been exhausted, and we owe a lot of debt, so we All joined the 'club'."

The lieutenant wanted to cover Donna's ears, but she had already prepared herself and raised her hands to cover her ears, watching Julius make up nonsense.

Perot sensed his hint, but instead of flinching, he questioned more angrily.

"What does this have to do with my wife?"

"Of course it is, please allow me to continue. In fact, Ms. Barbara's presence is almost indispensable. Without her, we would be in trouble." Julius shook his head regretfully He shook his head: "In the club that we didn't deal with, they recruited a lot of new female members, which made it very difficult for us young men who joined the club."

"Despite the many things we have to do because of economic difficulties, we are still gentlemen. Attacking women and children makes us deeply ashamed. Bullying the weak is against the dignity of manhood, but"

Julius changed the subject: "If it is a woman beating a woman, then this crime has nothing to do with us."

"So you hired my wife to help you beat women?"

Perot took over the topic of the wizard, he straightened out the information, and was no longer angry at the moment, but fortunately, the eyes of the two city people were like seeing a miner digging with a golden chisel.

Clayton wanted to refute this statement, but after thinking about it carefully, there was nothing wrong with what Perot said, and Julius' nonsense led to a correct result.

"I won't let her do such a dangerous thing again, and you don't come to her." Perot warned them.

From the beginning, Barbara rubbed her hands uneasily behind his back, and she didn't make up her mind to speak until her husband said so.

"Sorry, Perrault, but I'll be back."

Her husband turned around in surprise: "Why?!"

The female vampire took a deep breath, but couldn't say anything.

Her literacy was beginning to hold her back.

"Ms. Barbara has the soul of a true adventurer, and she is destined to make a career." Julius controlled his expression well, so not only was it not taken as sarcasm, but he also received Barbara's grateful eyes .

With these beautiful words, she canceled the grievances of that kick.

"My return this time is actually just a vacation. I have really joined the 'club'. Mr. Joan Ladd is very optimistic about me. He promised that as long as I learn to read, I can go to the security department to receive a salary of five pounds a month and provide meals. "she says.

Clayton sighed for Barbara's choice, but it's nothing surprising. The power of vampires is very suitable for use in cities. Even Elder Des Jonrad will not let go of such a combat power easily.

Perrault was clearly reluctant to ask her to do something dangerous, but Clayton didn't intend to let their patriarchal squabble go any further, and he forced his way into the conversation.

"Do you remember where you saw this gun?"

He handed the bad gun over, Perrault frowned, and pushed it back.

"I don't need to look any further. It is the gun I ordered in the city. Sevan, the son of Priest Louis, needs such a gun for self-defense, so he asked me to order this gun." Perot's tone was cold, because He was anxious to tell his wife how to behave in the world, and he didn't want to be disturbed.

"So where is Sevan now?"

"I didn't see him at Louis's, but he's friends with the jeweler's son, and maybe he's gone to live with that bastard's."

This unusual attitude aroused Creighton's curiosity.

"You have a bad impression of Lawrence?"

The old man looked at his wife, his eyes couldn't hide his worry, and his appearance became even more irritable: "I told him that the earrings I want must be pure gold, but he still mixed silver into them! That bastard thought I was in the city After living for so long, he has become an outsider that he can easily fool!"

Clayton was startled, realizing that Perrault might not be ignorant of his wife's change.

He raised his eyebrows slightly, and tentatively said: "I am very grateful for your help, it just so happens that I still have some raw blood here, maybe you will need it."

Barbara's eyes were full of longing, but she didn't speak.

Perot narrowed his eyes and looked them over again before accepting the gift.

After the couple left, Donna suddenly spoke.

"Didn't you say that the bucket of blood was stained with charcoal? Why did you give it to them again?"

She issued a moral condemnation.

Facing the questioning eyes of his niece, Clayton repented painfully again, and must be an honest and good person after today.

He sighed: "Sorry, that was originally a gift for others, but I didn't want to make you sad, so I lied."

"But you don't seem to know they're coming."

"I was going to give it to Pei Lun to pay the rent." Clayton reluctantly found another reason.

Donna curled her lips and didn't ask any more questions.

After the quick meal, before the lieutenant had time to explain today's itinerary to his companions, another unexpected person came to the door.

The only doctor in Revo Town came to the hotel, and he came to Clayton to get back his things.

"I heard you picked up some fishing rods by the river?" asked the doctor sheepishly, with sideburns similar to Clayton's, but shorter, and with a wooden frame over his face. The eyes look more refined.

"I usually put my poles and baskets on the edge of the wetland and maintain them once a month, but since the beast appeared, the elders advised us not to go to the river at night. I couldn't maintain the fishing rods last month. I'm afraid It was broken, or it was washed away by the river, so I tried to get it yesterday, but not only did I not find it, but I hurt my hand." He showed Creighton his hand that was tightly bandaged, and confirmed himself What you said is true.

"Mr. Moreno said you picked up something by the river, so I thought maybe it was with you."

Clayton hurried upstairs and took down both fishing rods.

The doctor took out his own one, pointed to the other one and said, "This one belongs to Mr. Trud, he also lives in this hotel, you should be able to find it in the penultimate room at the end of the upstairs." he."

This was a little surprising, Clayton thought that Trud Osmar never went out.

Julius expressed his doubts more directly.

"We've seen him, but does he go fishing too?"

The doctor laughed: "Ha, more than that, he is a good fisherman, but it's a pity that his ambition is not here."

Clayton narrowed his eyes, he suddenly thought of something.

"Have you ever picked up a conch by the river? It's like this." He took out a conch from his pocket and showed it to the doctor. The smell of fresh water still remained on this phonograph conch. It came to The days in the town may not be far away.

The doctor thought for a longer time than normal, but he came to a very simple conclusion: "I should have seen this conch for the first time, what's wrong with it?"

Clayton was vague and perfunctory.

Julius stared at the doctor's hand, and he still had questions: "Then how did you hurt yourself?"

"I can't remember either, maybe I was scratched by some dead branch when I pushed the bushes away." The doctor shook his hand, and it was obvious that he had no impression of this, and he didn't care.

"Well, I hope you can catch fish as soon as possible."

They watched the doctor leave the hotel.

"What are you looking for?" Donna asked.

Clayton didn't want her to follow him, lest he get bad luck.

"It's nothing, I'm just a little interested in all kinds of weird things, people who make a living in the curio business are like this." He casually said, "We have to go out for errands, you can stay in the hotel, if you feel If you're bored, you can ask about the stories in Pei Lun's town."

Donna slams fork into plate: "I can walk with you guys, I promise"

"Sorry, honey, you promised too many times, but none of them reassured me." Clayton interrupted her vow.

"Julius, get ready to go when you've eaten enough."

The wizard dragged the chair back and stood up from the right: "How do we go today?"

Clayton turned his head to look at Donna. The girl was still following their conversation reluctantly, and she pretended not to care before lowering her head to prepare breakfast until she was watched.

The lieutenant turned around and told Julius, "We'll talk when we get out."

(End of this chapter)