In the alley at night, climbing down the sewer pipe is not very conspicuous. Jenkins concentrated on observing where the pipe could fix himself, so he didn't notice that there were people passing directly below. When he jumped down from the second floor, Mr. White Cat passing by and Jenkins who landed were startled.
"Oh, my God~ This is really a surprise. I should be thankful that I don't have any heart disease, otherwise I will have to miss tonight's party."
Mr. White Cat recognized the cat on Jenkins' shoulder, so he knew it was Mr. Candle. After Jenkins apologized in a low voice, the two headed towards their destination together. On the way, they chatted casually about the epidemic prevention situation in the nearest city, and then talked about their mutual friend, Mr. Black Cat.
It was Mr. Black Cat who introduced Mr. White Cat to this party.
"I received his letter. He has now settled in Turin and found a stable job. I really envy that guy. His decision to leave Nolan seems right."
"I also have some contact with Mr. Black Cat. Although he has left, he is still paying attention to the news here. I feel that he still has some regrets about his departure. In Turin, the bestowers have heard that Nolan seems to be hiding A treasure room with countless traps, some people want to enter... "
"Some people want to leave."
Mr. White Cat added.
After knocking on the door, Mr. Hood opened the door for them, and the two were the first to arrive. Mr. Hood prepared food and drinks for the party companions in the living room. The three men chatted about air for a while, and then they talked about the killing of the holder of the skeleton sword by the Orthodox Church.
"About this matter, I can tell you some secrets in a moment."
Mr. Hood said mysteriously, and then took out a huge mahogany square box from the side of the sofa and put it on the coffee table.
It should not be an illusion, Jenkins smelled the unique smell of embalming agents.
Hathaway soon came too, and she met Jenkins' neighbor, Miss Silver Flute, on the way. The last one to come was Miss Magic. She had a damp smell on her body, as if she had just fallen into the water and evaporated quickly.
But the woman just apologized softly for being late, and didn't explain what happened to her just now.
It has been more than a month since the last gathering. Except for Hathaway, everyone knows that Mr. Hood has been busy fighting cross-border human trafficking during this period of time, and even almost took his own life.
He once again explained the reason for the long gap between this gathering and the last gathering, and loudly thanked the other four people who participated in the rescue activity that day.
"I know that if they can find you, you will come to save me, Mr. Bailing."
Mr. Hood said to Hathaway, and raised the wine glass on the table to signal her. The hooded redhead responded with a falsetto, which she was good at:
"Of course, we have known each other for such a long time, but unfortunately I was not in Nolan that day."
"So, you happened to avoid the civil unrest in the city the next day?"
Miss Silver Flute asked.
"Yes, when I returned to Nolan, everything was over, thanks to the Orthodox Church, and to the Holy Son who made the move..."
"What a lucky fellow."
Jenkins commented that others thought that Mr. Candle was talking about Lark, but he was actually talking about himself that day.
It was the first time since Jenkins joined Mr. Hood's party that everyone was able to sit down and talk, before they were all standing. Before everyone arrived, Mr. Hood had already surrounded the coffee table with four couches. He and Jenkins were sitting together, facing Miss Magic and Miss Silver Flute, and Mr. White Cat and Hathaway were sitting alone on the small table. On the sofa, the latter is observing Mr. Candle's cat.
When chocolate changes its coat color, it usually also slightly changes its own face and body shape. But it doesn't change the form of its own kitten, so after getting more and more familiar with Jenkins and Mr. Candle, Hathaway will occasionally associate the two cats together.
But the chocolate in the form of vanilla is very measured, even if there are fruits and snacks for guests on the table, it does not show any desire to eat. Squatting obediently on Jenkins' lap to accept his touch is completely different from the lazy cat Chocolate who likes to lie down or lie on its stomach.
Mr. Hood's house is well decorated, which shows that he is in a good financial position. The decoration style of the house is simple, conservative and traditional, which is the type that Jenkins likes.
The sharing of news started with Mr. Hood, and he said something that surprised everyone:
"I know who killed the holder of that skeleton sword!"
"Um?"
Jenkins was startled, but soon realized that Skrull Pompeii was not killed by him. He quietly squeezed his legs to keep calm, not to let his expression show flaws.
"You mean you know the true identity of the holy son of the Orthodox Church?"
Miss Magic questioned.
The decisive battle in the Evergreen Forest was witnessed by more than 20 benefactors from the church. After the incident, in order to protect the safety of Jenkins, everyone signed an additional confidentiality agreement and swore to the gods to keep this secret for life.
After that, the Church released some plausible news to explain the Skull Sword's downfall. The more real part of it is "a certain holy son killed Skrull Pompeii, the holder of the skeleton sword", and this news has now been known by most people.
"No, the Orthodox Church just defeated him, but did not kill him."
Mr. Hood emphasized this point, and then motioned everyone to look at the mahogany box he had placed on the coffee table.
"I killed him as part of revenge."
As he spoke, he stood up and pulled the box in front of him, opened the four metal buckles at the bottom of the box with a click, and then took off the box body, exposing the chassis and the anti-corrosion Pompeii head on it. .
"Tsk tsk~"
Jenkins made the noise, leaning back. Although he had killed quite a few people, he still felt uncomfortable looking at the head.
The others didn't speak either, not knowing what Mr. Hood meant. Now that the church has announced that Pompey is dead, all the rewards and arrests related to him will naturally be withdrawn. Even if you take this head to the church, you will not be able to get any rewards.
"This is my gift to everyone as a thank you for rescuing me."
He said cheerfully, seeing that there was still no one talking, he took out a note pad from his pocket and put it on the table, which had a red light.