Pulling back thoughts from distant memories,
The scar on Mills' back seemed to be aching.
Reminding him that the aura on Yudekao might be related to that evil existence.
After being rescued, Mills did not tell anyone about the absurd yet true and terrifying events on the deserted island.
It was not until he saved some money after working that he opened the Black Pepper Bar in Ulm.
The mark on the door reminds Mills every day that there are things in this world that cannot be proven by modern science.
They transcend the limits of human cognition, they are inherently at a higher level;
But at the same time, having this mark printed so openly on the door is also a gamble.
Mills fearlessly wanted to know what kind of evil god caused the disaster that year.
It's not that Mills desires to possess the power of a positive evil god.
He just hoped that this method might attract some insiders.
Giving Mills some clues to the truth behind the scenes.
Yudekao wiped the raindrops off his body in the bathroom, walked out of the bathroom, and sat down at the bar where he usually sat.
He took the hot coffee handed to him by the bartender with both hands, blew on it twice, and took a sip gently.
The coffee beans are roasted to provide a rich roasted aroma.
The fragrant coffee and fresh milk are skillfully mixed together, blending into a smooth taste in the mouth.
Adding the right amount of sugar gives the coffee a sweet flavor.
As the coffee slowly goes down your throat, the warmth it brings drives away the coldness from the raindrops.
Dr. Youdekao, who looked a little tired and disheveled, felt a touch of warmth in the Black Pepper Bar that he could not feel at home.
Boss Mills said,
"Doctor Yudkau, is our coffee to your taste?"
Yudekao exclaimed,
"It's great, much better than the ones we have in the hospital."
Mills responded:
“Of course, we use coffee beans from Southeast Asia, which we roast before grinding into powder.
This took us a lot of effort.
By the way, what's going on with your wife lately?"
Yudekao smiled bitterly, unzipped his collar, his thin body covered with bruises, and said,
"Here,
That's how it is.
She gets irritable when she drinks too much, and I don’t know how I have offended her.
Even... Oh..."
Mills looked at the bruises on Yudkau's body with a suspicious look and asked,
"She beat me up?"
Yudekao said helplessly,
"yes,
You know,
A gentleman does not hit a woman.
Apart from hiding and getting beaten, I can't think of any other solution.
The last time I was beaten, I even had hallucinations."
Mills looked serious and asked,
"What kind of hallucination is it?"
Yudkau replied:
“Maybe it was because I hated it more at that time.
So I saw a sea of blood and a lot of broken body parts in my hallucination, which is not worth recalling. "
Mills took a deep breath, as if he had guessed something, and said,
"Dr. Yudekao,
Please pay attention to your mental state at all times. I don't want you to become a madman.
You are my loyal customer and my friend.
Remember what I say now, do not test the darkness."
As someone who has experienced the dark side of the world, Mills earnestly and obscurely reminded Yudkau:
Obviously he didn't know what kind of evil was haunting him, and it even caused him to have such terrible hallucinations.
Yudkao looked at Mills and said thoughtfully,
"Mr. Mills, thank you for your reminder. I have been thinking about this issue.
Why do I seem to be seeing some incredible images that cannot be explained by science recently
I guess it has something to do with my recent mental state.”
After a few glasses of dark beer, Yudkao started to feel a little drunk due to the combined effects of caffeine and alcohol.
Yudkao burped and continued,
"Mr. Mills, please come closer."
Seeing that the two men seemed to be whispering to each other, the bartender very cleverly picked up the mop and went to wipe up the water stains on the door.
"Mr. Mills,
I hope you can keep it a secret for me.
I believe you are a good listener.
At the same time, maybe you can give me some valuable advice on this matter."
Yudekao said so.
Mills nodded, indicating that he would keep it a secret, and motioned for Yudkao to continue.
“Do you remember the day when Puvent and I ordered pork knuckles here and drank quite a bit
When I went back that day, I ran into Eisen, yes, the Eisen from the slaughterhouse."
Yudekao said to himself.
"I know. All the pig trotters I have here are purchased from him. He is a very good supplier of raw materials."
Mills responded.
"I heard unusual noises in my house.
At first I just thought that there might be a thief in the house. As you know, the security in Umr City has not been very good recently.
I hid in the dark corner of the stairs, but I saw Eisen walking out of my house. It seemed that he had just finished making love with my wife.
My wife acted like a newlywed in front of him.
The reluctance to see him off was completely different from the cold and perfunctory attitude I usually have when I go to work.
Although I have my reasons,
Working from dawn to dusk every day meant that I had no interest in her when I got home every day.
What's more, she is in such a good shape and has such a temper now.
But even after I read the Oriental picture album Mr. Provent gave me,
I still lost the reaction that a man should have, I... I am no longer good at that.
I hate myself, I hate Elena, and I hate Eisen."
Yudkau trailed off, buried his face in his hands, and continued,
"Mr. Mills,
The law cannot punish them, and I have no power to punish them.
I faced the tall, muscular Eisen.
I'm afraid I don't even have the courage to resist.
I thought about ending my life.
But when I held the scalpel to my own chest,
But I backed off.
Although I held the scalpel that I was so familiar with,
The scalpel that cuts the patient every day,
But I couldn’t do it to myself.”
At this time, tears were already flowing from the fingers of Yudekao's hands.
The man who usually is heartless and shouts for another drink seems extremely fragile in the face of real setbacks.
"Come on, my friend, I'll buy you a drink. What you need now is to get drunk and then have a good sleep."
Mills poured a glass of Yudkau's favorite dark beer and placed it in front of Yudkau.
Yudkao picked up the beer and gulped down the whole glass.
Seeing this scene, Mills didn't know what to say to comfort him, and could only refill Yudkao's glasses one by one.
When Yudkau was a little drunk, Mills said,
"You went out without an umbrella, so it's not a good idea to let you go back in the rain now.
Come on, follow me upstairs, I'll let you stay overnight."
Mills came out from behind the bar and took Yudkau's arm;
At this time, a Japanese picture album fell out of Dr. Yudekao's pocket.
The book lies on the ground with the spine facing up and the inner pages facing down.
A drunkard who was slumped in the corner of the bar saw the album fall.
Under the influence of gravity, some pictures in the album were seen by the drunkard.
The blurred picture turned into a scarlet color.
“Yellow! Yellow! Yellow! Aa ...
"Pister, calm him down."
Mills said,
He picked up the picture album by pinching the spine of the book, then helped Youde to the lounge on the second floor of the bar without any concern.
That's where Mills and the bartender live every day.
In addition to storing some materials for bar operations, there are also several rooms for temporary accommodation.
Mills placed Yudkao in a small, uninhabited room deep in the corridor, which contained some sundries and a folding bed.
First, he put the drunk Yudkao to sit outside the corridor, then he skillfully opened the folding bed and laid out the soft mattress and quilt. From those skillful movements, it was not difficult to see that this was not the first time that Mills had arranged for those drunk friends.
"Maybe it's not as comfortable as the big bed at home, but it's much better than the wet and cold stone slabs outside. I hope you don't mind, my friend."
Mills said softly and placed Yudkao on the folding bed.
The picture album that was picked up earlier was also casually placed on the side of Yudekao's bed.
Mills has no habit of prying into other people's privacy.
And this habit now saved Mills' life, of course he was unaware of it.
Hearing that Yudkao was already fast asleep in bed, Mills quietly left the room and closed the door.
The snoring sounds could be clearly heard outside the door, and it was obvious that he was fast asleep.
Mills returned downstairs with peace of mind.
"Pist, where is the drunkard?" Mills asked the bartender Pist.
Pistol's face was filled with horror.
"Mr. Mills, he suddenly stopped screaming before I walked over. I went over and gave him a gentle push, and he just fell to the ground. He... is dead! I didn't do anything! I was wronged! I wouldn't kill anyone!"
Mills was obviously shocked by the sudden situation and said,
"Call the security team! Quick!!"
About half an hour later, the security team arrived at the Black Pepper Bar.
The captain looked at the mark on the door with a serious expression and called on his subordinates to push the door open.
"I am Jobtran G. Rossat, captain of the sixth squad of the Umr City Security Team. I need to see the person in charge here."
The speaker was a man in a black leather jacket, with a sharp rapier on his waist and his gray hair covered by a military cap.
His excellent fighting skills and skillful reasoning ability made his subordinates unconditionally believe in the orders he issued.
His efficient and rigorous work style and his gentle and gentle way of dealing with people have formed a unique personality charm.
His eyes were like the edge of a knife, like the blade of a sword, like that of a ferocious lone wolf, as if he could see into the weaknesses in people's hearts.
The people of Umr called him the Wolf of Umr.
General life disputes are handled by teams from Sequence 1 to Sequence 5.
Only when it comes to murder,
The Sixth Squad of the Public Security Team will be dispatched.
"I'm Mills J. Monkey, the owner of the Black Pepper Bar. I'm reporting this case because a guest of ours suddenly died. My bartender, Pestle Lumberton, is present as a witness. We will cooperate with you to complete all investigations."
Mills had heard of Jobtran before, so he responded respectfully.
Mills also hoped very much that this was just an ordinary accident. The Black Pepper Bar had worked hard to build up its current status and reputation. Once its reputation was ruined, the losses would be considerable.
"Tristenay, go and see the dead. I want to talk to this Mr. Mills."
Jobtran ordered Vice Captain Tristigne to investigate and protect the death scene.
Tristene agreed and gave Mills a look of pity, and Jobtron continued to face Mills and said,
"Mr. Mills, is there a place where we can talk?"
Mills scratched his head, feeling a little confused, and responded,
"The guest rooms upstairs are currently occupied by guests. Why don't you come with me to my room?"
Close the wooden door,
Jobtran suddenly grabbed Mills by the collar and pushed him against the wooden door.
His ferocious eyes stared at Mills' face, afraid to miss any subtle expression.