Chapter 597

The carriage made a big circle in Hartford late at night, returned to Liwell street, turned in the opposite direction of tomilov's house into bushnier City Park, and soon stopped in front of a forest protection hut.

The light of the hut was on, and the orange fire was warm and dim, reflecting some dilapidated walls and roofs, and illuminating the dense woods within seven or eight meters.

Haina pushed the door open. Without saying anything, colinsky helped her sister jump out of the car.

He looked back at the shaft and saw a strange handsome young man jumping down from the coachman's position. He also saw Ola lying askew on one side. He didn't know whether he was asleep or dead.

The handsome man came up with a smile and reached out to colinsky with a familiar hand: "faramin spoons, we are" it's business, there's no hurry to talk. "Carmen waved his hand and asked Sharon to put the valuable disc calculator in her suitcase.

She winked at Noah. Noah stood up with white ears in her arms and walked to the door without saying a word.

Colinsky's heart suddenly filled with blind unease: "Ms. Xavier, who is that lady?"

"Noah Sara," Carmen said, "since your beautiful sister said you were concerned about the chairman, you should have heard the name?"

"The king's high priest? Why did priest Sarah appear in Hartford?"

"Because she's good at dealing with things out of reach," Carmen folded his hands. "Like your coachman."

"Tonight's meeting was not polite. For the sake of Drake's position, the less traces left, the better."

"However, no matter how good the people who pick you up are at acting secretly, if your coachman is knocked out, his body will always remember the uniqueness of tonight. He will doubt and investigate. Perhaps he will find clues by chance and expose the events of tonight to the public."

"Noah can make him forget these, although not completely, but the boundary of memory will be blurred, just like a dream, vaguely unable to distinguish the true from the false."

"This is what only Noah can do. It's a priest's magic."

"The priest's... Magic?" colinsky shivered. "That is to say, if we can't satisfy you, we will be regarded as a dream tonight?"

"You? Can't do it." the smile disappeared from Carmen's face for the first time, making her image rise sharply and high. "You're too deep. The details you see and hear are far beyond the limit of magic."

"Noah can't deceive your mind for a long time. Even if he tries his best, he can only let you go home in a daze. When you sleep all night, you will still remember what you should remember."

"So once the conversation fails, we will go home in a muddle and choose to commit suicide before dawn?"

Colinsky threw out his top sharpness tonight,

He stared into Carmen's eyes and showed his determination not to be a sacrifice.

"Once the conversation fails, we will commit suicide in front of our family?" he firmly asks Carmen for confirmation. "In this way, people will only laugh at the tomilov family's tutor. Even the most imaginative people can't connect the death of two bastards with the powerful Drake, is it... So?"

Carmen lifted his sliding sideburns uninteresting. His originally kind face was like a glacier for thousands of years.

She was silent for a long time

"How could it be?" she whispered. "What about kidnapping, killing, casting spells, hypnosis..."

"After all, we are not robbers..."