Lord of the Mysteries

After seeing the lady disappear for a few seconds, Pacheco turned his head and said to Barton, “Let’s go back to the foundation.”

“Aren’t we going to the suburbs?” Barton asked subconsciously.

Pacheco said with a smile, “Didn’t you already give the bottle away?

“We no longer have a reason to go to the suburbs.

“Perhaps his true aim was for us to hand the bottle to the lady of the Tamara family. What he said before were all lies.

“Of course, this has nothing to do with us. Next, there is no innocent party among them, so it doesn’t matter who dies. All we need to do is perform a certain amount of surveillance to prevent their battle from affecting ordinary people. This will be handled by the police, not by the foundation or the Compliance Department.”

Vernal doesn’t look like he’s capable of this kind of devious plot… Barton mumbled. He didn’t ask further and turned to walk out the door.

Frankly speaking, returning to the foundation was the answer he wanted to hear the most.

It was just a spur of the moment when he asked if they were heading to the suburbs. It was an old habit he hadn’t overcome for many years.

After returning to the foundation, Barton spent the rest of the day feeling rather uneasy. He went through the menial, repetitive routine until evening came.

I originally felt that life was too boring, but I now realize that a monotonous life is so precious. Sigh, I only hope that nothing unexpected happens like in the afternoon… May the Lord bless me… Barton stopped at his doorstep, stretched out his right hand, clenched his fist, and gently struck his left chest.

After finishing his prayer, he opened the door and entered. He took off his hat, coat, and handed them over to his wife who had come forward.

“What happened to Vernal?” his wife asked carefully.

Barton replied calmly in both tone and expression, “He offended some people and was being followed. The police have taken over this matter.

“In the future, if Vernal visits again, don’t let him in. Remember to send someone to inform the police.”

Barton’s wife heaved a sigh of relief when she heard that the police had intervened.

“Alright.”

After dinner, Barton played with his children for a while before finding an excuse to go to his study and sit near the window.

space to completely calm his emotions and walk out

out a cigarette from his

addicted to smoking, but he had to socialize sometimes, so he

lit the matchstick, lit the cigarette, and took a

back in his chair and watched the smoke coming out from his mouth and

suddenly think of the fog coming out

the

After all, Vernal had stayed in his study before, so he definitely left

but because he was too nervous and flustered, his attention had been focused on the whereabouts

of blood in the study room was very faint. It was also one of the reasons why it couldn’t compare with the hotel room

smoke from the cigarette spread, Barton suddenly

had an

white gas shrank in a certain direction with the smell of blood, forming

upper body was normal with an iconic red nose. It was

body was completely shrouded in air, like a monster drawn out

shouted, almost

voice reverberated in the study, unable

as there’s still some fog

became more and more crazed, and his eyes seemed to be

already dead just now? This thought subconsciously

remain calm and

body was covered

into Barton’s eyes. He said word by word, “You didn’t bring that bottle to the

a rash personality, he knew that he couldn’t answer this question

changed the topic

you convert to believing

loyal believer of the

for a moment before

seen an even larger world, a much

to that, the planet we are currently living on is like a grain of sand

from hundreds of thousands of years,

the universe

things worse, Barton fell silent. He thought about whether there were any non-sensitive