Chapter 27

"But... You escaped, didn't you?"

Catherine's voice became sharp: "I don't know how to save Beatrice... Do you know how important she is to me?"

It seems that the "witch" can not fully control the shadow and achieve real-time monitoring.

Sulu was suddenly relieved, but his face showed an angry expression: "this is not the reason why you tried to murder before. You also want to frame me... And another attack was launched last night. I can regard it as a declaration of war on me and the forces behind me!"

Don't look at me as a loner, there are people behind me.

Sulu, who came from a demon hunter family, felt good about himself.

"The attack last night... That's why I'm looking for you today!" Katherine stared at Sulu: "where did you find the quramvin? You know, fools often covet things that don't belong to him, resulting in disaster."

"Sure enough..."

Sulu sighed.

Molly, that little fool, really snitched as soon as she got back.

Even if it's just unintentional, it's enough to kill people. Besides, it's not unintentional!

"That's from my family. What's the problem?"

Of course Sulu won't admit everything about the sewer, he said directly.

"Your family?"

There was a trace of doubt on Catherine's face.

"Yes... You can check, the portley family, the extraordinary family that serves the goddess of light!"

Sulu was very confident.

In fact, if Catherine really spent a lot of time and energy, she will find that although there is such a portley family, it has declined to the limit, and there are only a few people in this generation.

"I'll check it out... If it proves to be true, I'll apologize for what happened last night!"

Catherine winked at Sulu.

The amazing charm made Sulu look straight.

This is no longer ordinary beauty, but spiritual attraction involving transcendence.

At the thought of this, he was more alert in his heart, but on the surface he showed a little standard pig brother appearance - thank Sean, just follow him in this regard.

"No, we must do it right away!"

Seeing Catherine leave, Sulu's face immediately became gloomy.

Today's meeting turned out pretty good.

At least, he got a lot of information and temporarily deceived Catherine with half true and half false news.

But this woman will never stop.

"Since even Catherine thinks Beatrice is not dead, I can call the authorities directly to fight evil!" Sulu sighed: 'just one more thing... Is there anything on Beatrice that Catherine must get? Or kill her. What good is it for Catherine? "

Sulu looked at the pedestrians not far away and wondered.

At this time, he had already completed his studies and would be expelled from school by the end of July at the latest, without any curriculum drag.

After a while, he went directly to the fight club.

"Is that you?"

Angelia was greeted with obvious surprise.

"I'm looking for your president. I've made an appointment." Sulu looked expressionless.

"I know. The president told me, please follow me!"

Angelia led the way and lowered her voice: "what way did you convince the president yesterday? Today's fight has been cancelled."

"Private secrets!"

Sulu's mouth was slightly curved. I didn't expect that Donald was still very efficient.

On the second floor of the fight club, there is a Donald's private office, which is not large, but it is decorated with style. A specimen of an elk's head is hung on the wall.

Donald sat behind his desk, his hands resting on his chin, as if he were thinking about something difficult.

Seeing the two people who came in, he smiled: "welcome, Sulu! Angelia, can you go out first?"

Angelia obviously wanted to stay, but under Donald's eyes, she blushed slightly and stepped back.

"The female coach seems to like Donald, the President... This is normal. After all, Donald is good-looking and capable!"

Sulu looked at the scene silently and guessed in his heart.

Pop!

The mahogany door was tightly closed. Donald got up and picked up the silver pot on the side: "would you like a cup of coffee?"

"Thank you!"

Sulu took the cup and sipped the mellow coffee with a bitter taste: "we need to have a good chat about transcendence and your teacher!"

This is what they agreed last night.

"If you want help from my teacher, I'm sorry..." Donald made a helpless gesture: "I can't contact him now."

"I have identified the person who attacked us last night, but the key is what to do next?" Sulu put down his coffee cup: "I'm a law-abiding citizen of the Federation. I can't do anything against the law!"

St. George's University is funded by the goddess of Light Church with a deep background. Sulu doesn't believe that they can't suppress one or two low-level extraordinary people.

Once you go to seek revenge, there will be too much movement and trouble. In the end, it will only be a double loss scene.

"Of course, we are all students!"

Although the stomach was silent, Donald echoed: "I thought all night last night. We can't deal with two extraordinary people alone! We must find foreign aid. Do you have any channels in this regard?"

"I may be able to ask my family for help, but they are too far away."

Sulu carried the family out again to frighten people, showing that he had a background.

Moreover, he concealed the information that he had already asked for help and rod might be coming to nya.

It's his usual habit to leave a card for himself.

"Family? The portley family?"

Donald knocked on his head as if he was remembering something and immediately turned into a bitter smile: "what you said is... We don't know whether the attackers will continue, so we must fight back as soon as possible! I have some contacts and can contact the senior management of the school. If everything goes well, there will be good news in the afternoon."

"That's great."

Sulu didn't report the case himself. There is another reason, that is, it's unclear.

Should he tell the police that a lady manipulated the shadow to murder herself? I'm afraid I'll be sent for a psychiatric examination soon.

But with Donald's channel, it's different.

Thinking of this, he couldn't help looking at Donald: "take the liberty to ask, why? I always think... You're too enthusiastic!"

"It seems that the target of the attacker is probably you!"

Donald smiled and sipped his coffee. "As for the reason to help you, I said, I want to be extraordinary! And there are not many such opportunities!"