Chapter 154: Incidents (Please Subscribe)

Witch's House.

This famous restaurant in Green Forest City is known for its bizarre and Mysterious decor, using thick curtains to block out the Light, with Candles lit inside, and the scent of rosemary diffusing throughout.

Aaron sat at the dining table, while the oil painting "Door" he had purchased was left on the carriage by the coachman.

Opposite him, William Mark sat upright, holding a cocktail with distinct layers of color, and continued to hold forth: "Xilin is a pure businessman, but this method of raising prices on the spot is too undignified... I guarantee that his reputation in our circle will drop significantly from now on!"

After finishing, a look of confusion appeared on his face: "Poor Sisyphus, to have died of a sudden illness while investigating..."

'That is not necessarily true; it is quite possible he mutated and lost control on the spot at the Investigation Bureau, so he was taken out...' Aaron added in his heart: 'Of course, it is also possible he did not actually die, but they just found an excuse to lock him up; in any case, he won't be getting out easily in the future... it's as good as dead.'

"Young Master, you have returned?"

"Hmm..."

The coachman Ramiz stood faithfully by the carriage, and upon meeting, he said quickly: "Sir... there seems to have been a traffic accident over there..."

As long as it exists, it must leave a trace!

However, Aaron seemed to have seen some different clues.

Even the Witch Soup Pasta was only mentioned in passing.

"Alright."

He had heard much of the Investigation Bureau's formidable reputation at underground gatherings, and he knew their standard methods.

Now that William had run into trouble, it was only natural to go find the other party immediately.

He stared at this scene speechlessly, suddenly touching his brow; his "premonition of danger" was slightly triggered.

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

"Come, try the Witch Soup Pasta here, the calling card of Green Forest City... thanks to the great Green Forest Earl."

"Actually, I once heard a historian say that the Green Forest Earl was a severely underestimated Gourmet; for instance, he also invented Cream Pudding, Ice Cream, Black Forest Cake, and other delicacies..."

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

He could prove that he only invented one pudding recipe, and that was just to appease Jinni.

So-called memory interference cannot completely wipe away every trace in the mind.

"Let's go, leave this place."

Aaron looked at Sylvia and said earnestly: "Give orders down the line; it is very chaotic and dangerous outside recently, so you all should not go out if there is no need..."

"William... you seem to be feeling unwell?"

Aaron looked at William and asked suddenly.

The carriage continued forward, and after a while, hearing the other's breathing become a bit easier, Aaron looked at William and asked with apparent concern.

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

He suddenly fell to his knees in pain, vomiting a mass of black filth; above that pitch-black, bloody matter, small black insects flew up one by one.

Accompanied by a loud crash, the carriage slammed directly into a Lamp, bending the metal lamp post into a twisted arc.

"William, we must leave here immediately."

They flew toward the surrounding crowd, even beginning to bite through the skin of the onlookers and burrowing into their bodies from the wounds, inciting waves of screams.

William Mark quickly changed the subject, focusing his attention on the sumptuous meal.

Judging from what happened today, there is a high probability that Roberts wants to stir up trouble.

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

'He saw things he shouldn't have before and had his memory wiped, leaving behind aftereffects. Now that he has just gotten a little better, he is stimulated by a similar scene; could it be that his memory is recovering?'

A blood-covered coachman walked out tremblingly, his face devoid of panic or fear, only confusion.

It was evident that William liked this soup dish; after finishing the noodles, he was still using bread to dip into the soup, unwilling to waste a single drop.

"Thank you, I am much better."

Golden Rose Street, No. 33.

This doctor had a good relationship with William; it was said that last time, it was by using his medicine that William was able to get rid of his headaches.

William Mark's face remained pale, but there was an unusual glint in his eyes: "This world, once the veil of reality is lifted, still holds things unknown to us!"

Aaron lowered his voice, pulled William out of the Witch's House restaurant, and walked toward the carriage parked to the side.

"What happened?"

Seeing Aaron return, a smile appeared on Sylvia's face as she stepped forward to take his coat.

William Mark leaned over curiously, then seemed stunned as he watched the man vomiting insects.

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

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

'However, with the scene so chaotic, I'm afraid the Investigation Bureau cannot find everyone; there must be omissions...'

Aaron feigned ignorance: "What are you talking about?"

Aaron did not think much of the Investigation Bureau's techniques.

At this moment, through the carriage window, one could still see patrol officers running against the flow to cordon off the scene, as well as several Investigation Bureau agents not in uniform.

'Looks like his memory has recovered?'

Aaron reached out to press the holster at his waist, then looked toward the source of the danger; it came from outside the window!

'How do you plan to cover this up this time? A massive outbreak of wild insects?'

His expression was slightly grave: 'Could these black insects be related to Roberts? This former Archbishop is not fleeing Green Forest, but instead plotting something?'

Aaron: "..."

He came to the edge of the window, pulled back the curtain, and looked at the road.

He saw a carriage suddenly lose control and crash into a gas Lamp on the side of the road.

The screams of ladies and the sounds of pedestrians dodging rang out one after another.

And when a Non-human Existence wants to cause a commotion, the range and impact are bound to be vast!

At this thought, Aaron's eyes could not help but become somewhat deep and dark.

He chatted for a few moments with Dr. Hannibal, whom he had met once before, then took his leave directly, murmuring in his heart while in the carriage.

"How is it, are you feeling any better?"

"I... I have a headache, I feel like I've seen that scene before!" William clutched his head, his brows filled with pain.

"Ugh!"

As for the rest, it is all a frame-up!

'The Extraordinary and Mysterious of this world have already perfectly integrated with the secular, and Wild Beyonder individuals lurk beneath ordinary people and jobs...'

'A very slight danger, but it is as if a monster is lurking in the shadows...'

"Yes! I will tell them..."

It was the first time Sylvia had seen the young master with such a serious expression, and she could not help but answer with awe.

(End of chapter)