20 gold pounds, with drawings of taboo rituals recorded, two goat horns.

All that has been gained on this trip.

Mirina Barthley surrendered herself to the police station. No matter what the sentence was, she had to bear her own crime.

As for Bartley's father and daughter, these two are accomplices and must also be punished, but Audrey Bartley can push all the problems on his mother and go to church to find ways to restore himself to normal.

In addition, after she returns, she will immediately contact his friends in the special department to let them take over the matter and prevent the Resuscitation Church from intervening, and minimize the impact as much as possible.

This is the final solution, which is considered to be tolerant.

Old Hober chose to stay at the Raffindo Farm to prevent them from escaping. Both of them believed in the old hunter, so they chose to leave early.

It is not good to let the family stare at it with resentful eyes.

The return trip was still a donkey cart, but the one who drove from Aldridge to Goron. He didn't know much about what happened today, but only knew that Miss Audrey had been retrieved.

He was happy for a long time, but he just couldn't find the maid he wanted to share.

"What are these two goat horns left for?"

Two goat horns, one big and one small, the one big one picked up by Aldridge's corpse, and the one small one handed over by Ziel Barthley.

"This is all a strange thing. Now that the two blood beasts are dead, the contracts engraved on them disappear. They are equivalent to two white papers. They can be re-engraved. They may not be used, but they are very valuable for collection. Which one do you want? I can let you choose first."

Anyone with discerning eyes can see that the smaller one is more valuable. The larger one is only the size, and the rough carvings on them are not delicate enough. The carving shops in the countryside cannot count on more.

The small goat's horns are brown-gray all over, and they are also made of metal rings in the middle and tops. It is obvious that they are carefully carved.

"Of course I want... the bigger one."

Good, good, Donald dares not take away the boss's favor.

"If you don't try it? Maybe I will give you it. Here, there is still 5 gold pounds. You have made great contributions to this case, especially those two battles this morning. Without you, I can't get out of the woods."

Goat's horn and gold coins were handed over to him, looking at his assistant. Sherlock felt that he was still underestimating him. His gun talent was a mess and he might have gathered in another place.

"Haha, I'm just a person who fires empty guns next to me. This is 5 gold pounds... I got a monthly salary like this. Sure enough, a boss like you has a future (money) way."

With a small flattery, Donald didn't know whether Sherlock had seen his two mental shocks.

Since Sherlock didn't point it out, he pretended not to know, and he was not ready to come forward to reveal his identity as a strange disciple.

Although his time has made him realize that Sherlock's attitude towards the alien disciples is not strict, Donald still remembers it in his heart when he heard him say he had something to do with a special department. It's not that he was seriously ill, but the situation is different. Now he has many secrets, and the alien disciples he met these two times ended up being so miserable.

It's better to be more stable.

"Yes, there are so many benefits to follow me, dangers are always with opportunities."

Sherlock readily admitted his ability.

"Ahem, Sherlock, why didn't you charge that 100 pounds before? I think even if you take it, Mr. Barthley shouldn't be too emotional."

He lowered his voice and tried not to let Goron in front of him hear it.

This is Donald's question. 100 pounds is the currency that the lower class people can only work hard for half their lives without eating or drinking. Even Ziel Barthley, who is quite valuable, can take out this amount of funds to save his life, but Sherlock only takes the share he deserves.

"Remember the topic we discussed last night? Self-control!"

Speaking of this topic, Sherlock suddenly stood up, the ease on his face disappeared, but looked at Donald more directly and continued:

"Donald, the more you need to restrain yourself at this time, my brother once told me that it would not be possible once. Once I opened my head, no matter what the consequences, the door in my heart would be opened, and I could not go back when I saw the desire inside the door! Of course, I could pick up the money and put it in my pocket. I held their handle and kept them safe and dared not say a word. Even if I report it later, their whole family will be finished, and I will still not be implicated. Then what?"

Yes, then what?

Everyone has a beast in their hearts, but some people put it on shackles, while others let it do whatever it wants.

Nowadays, ordinary people, if they hold others' handles, they have to be superior. They do whatever they want, not only have to get money, but also have to report people and gain a good reputation.

What if they become strange disciples? Do they feel that they are one level higher than ordinary people, and they should let themselves ask for it?

Of course, this idea is hard to say, right or wrong, after all, many people follow the jungle law of the strong prey on the weak.

Donald once thought about what to do if he had the strength. If he had eaten a king meal, he would have to rub a big fireball and blow it into a bastard. But when he looked around, this thought would be suppressed by himself, and he would drink a glass of milk to suppress his shock.

Don't joke, just say something realistic.

The future is hard to say, but today's society is not chaotic overall, and it can be said to be orderly, especially for the group of alien disciples, it even... has a lot of constraints.

The mouse catcher, Mirina Barthre, the fate of these two is enough to prove it.

Now the government and church forces are spread throughout the Ryan Empire, and they spare no effort to suppress alien disciples. They even formulated a complete set of laws for this purpose. If your own strength is not enough to subvert this law, if you want to do whatever you want, you have to ask the law above your head, whether the gun agrees!

The strong prey on the weak may be correct, but this is when there is no shackle. If you want to walk sideways, you can walk sideways when you want to walk sideways, and if you want to walk sideways, you can naturally talk to people about this principle.

A powerful rulemaker holds advanced weapons and has a powerful army, which is obviously aimed at strangers. At this time, he has to try to break the rules. Looking back, the rulemaker says that this is the law of the jungle, which is natural.

Isn't this a mortal mortality?
Chapter completed!