Seeing Aaron's sincerity, and seeing the help information published in the newspaper as evidence, the middle-aged woman believed what he said.
She took the newspaper and looked at it carefully, and saw it written in very small fonts: Seeking help! My parents are all missing! I know the murderer is a monster! Please someone help me!
There is also a phone number and an address attached below. It is indeed the town of Morgenstoke. The information stops here because the page is too small and I can only write a few simple sentences. Just words.
"Well, it looks like she's really in trouble."
The middle-aged woman handed the newspaper back to the other party, then pointed in a direction and said:
"Little Braun's house is easy to find. It's a red house in the center of our town. Just walk eastward and look for the area with the most flower pots outside. "
After she finished speaking, she lowered her head and murmured: "Something seems to have happened to Braun's house not long ago. Sheriff Henry has been there several times. Did he go missing? But this has something to do with monsters." What does it have to do with...?"
Aaron did not linger here any longer, but said goodbye to the woman and turned around to go out.
When he came to the street outside, the warm sunshine shone on him, making him feel the slightest warmth. Following the direction directed by the landlady just now, Aaron soon arrived at the center of the town.
Indeed, as the other party said, the center of the town is easy to find. There is a large open space here. The open space is filled with flower pots and water tanks. There are several residential buildings around it, including the one she The little red building I’m talking about.
The front door of the small red building faces the open space outside. There are several extra-large water tanks placed on the open space. They look very thick in texture. I don't know if they were placed by this family.
Tomorrow is Milk Day. Many people have already filled their flower pots with milk, and the small square is full. I heard that everyone will gather here tomorrow night and hold a carnival here. .
After bypassing several large water tanks, Aaron stepped up the steps and arrived in front of the small red house. He reached out and pressed the doorbell above.
"Ding Dong~Ding Dong~"
Several noises were heard, and Aaron waited outside for a moment, but no one came to open the door.
He frowned and pressed a few more times.
"Ding Dong~Ding Dong~Ding Dong~"
After a long time, there was still no movement at the door.
Aaron scratched his head helplessly, and was thinking about whether to go back and find other solutions first, when the closed door in front of him suddenly opened.
"Huh? Hello, is this Berna Braun? I'm Aaron Griffin. We talked on the phone before."
The person who opened the door was a white woman in her mid-twenties. She was very beautiful. At least according to Aaron's aesthetics, she was definitely a very beautiful woman.
However, this woman's condition at the moment is not very good.
Her hair was unkempt, her eyes were listless and lifeless. When she looked at Aaron, it was as if her thoughts were not in her body at all, and her whole person looked lifeless.
"Are you Aaron?"
Berna spoke. Her voice was very pleasant, but now she had no strength and her tone sounded very lonely.
"Uh...it's me, we talked on the phone before..."
"come in."
The woman didn't wait for him to finish speaking, then turned around stiffly, leaving Aaron behind, standing alone and confused.
After coming back to his senses, Aaron quickly closed the door and followed in, arriving at the living room of Berna's house.
This is the main hall on the first floor. Berna is already sitting on the sofa, staring blankly at the TV with a screen covered with snowflakes.
Beside her feet were beer bottles lying on the floor. It was obvious that this girl had not been happy at home these past two days.
Aaron felt that the script he was holding today seemed a little different from what he imagined.
As a self-proclaimed demon hunter, when he faces a client in need of help, even if the other party is not begging for his help, he will not be ignored.
In the stories he heard from his grandfather, which witcher didn't remain mysterious and then take action at the last moment? Why is it that when I get here, I always feel like I'm rushing here but still being ignored by the other party?
He looked at the drunken woman lying on the sofa, and then glanced at the cell phone on the ground with a shattered screen, and began to understand why he couldn't get through to her.
Well, considering that your Mufu has disappeared, your appearance is understandable, so I won’t argue with you.
Aaron found a place for himself under the steps, then walked towards Berna on the sofa, and decided to ask for the details of the matter.
"They are all dead..."
At this time, Berna suddenly spoke, her voice was very lonely, as if she was talking to herself or to the man behind her.
"Dead...ah? How could..."
Aaron also reacted suddenly, he couldn't help but was stunned, and for a moment he didn't know what to say.
"The police found their bodies in the water tank in front of my house, together with the milk..."
Berna opened another bottle of beer and took a big gulp of it. She usually didn't drink, but now because she couldn't bear the pain of losing her loved ones, she got drunk for several days in a row.
"The police said that their cause of death was drowning. They also said that they might have been drunk at the time. When the two of them were pouring milk into it, they accidentally fell in and drowned."
When Berna said this, she sneered and continued:
"How could such a thing happen? My parents disappeared five days ago. Who would pour milk into the water tank five days in advance? The milk was obviously poured in later!"
Aaron also felt a little strange after hearing this.
"Then, is there surveillance at your door? And why are you so sure that all this is done by monsters?"
Bernard continued to drink and said without looking back:
"There is no surveillance. Everyone in the town is an acquaintance. Very few people would deliberately install surveillance. The police are still investigating this case, but I don't think they care about my parents' life and death at all! They followed me They said that this might be an accident, so I should be mentally prepared, but they are deliberately perfunctory!"
When Berna said this, she suddenly became excited.
She threw away the wine bottle in her hand. The bottle made a crisp sound on the wall. Instead of breaking, it just fell to the floor and rolled around twice, spilling the remaining liquid inside. One place.
Aaron glanced at the few wine bottles lying scattered there, and asked the question again:
"Miss Berna, can you tell me why you are so sure that the person who killed you is a monster? You know, you told me on the phone that this matter must be related to monsters."
