Chapter 114: Eighteen Gerard, kill him now (6K big chapter)_4
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“I’ve heard about Mr. Ocot’s case,” Terrell said as he led Gerard to Ocot’s office. “The ‘Skeleton’ squad ca asking for information last night. To be honest, I am shocked by your accusation against him; it seems rather… absurd to . Ah, here we are; this is Mr. Ocot’s office.”
After bringing Gerard to Ocot’s office, Terrell observed the “Knight of Night Star” with a silent gaze.
Lord Yong Xin was right; Gerard had co knocking so soon, and he made no attempt to conceal his purpose—he wore the outdated pollution monitoring equipnt, looking as though he was about to step into the Pollution Zone.
The old Desolate Ti Clock was in his hand, but its hands remained motionless.
“Mr. Gerard,” Terrel reminded him calmly, “You are being too imaginative; this is not a Pollution Zone.”
Gerard circled around Ocot’s office, finding no trace of pollution, yet his expression hardly changed. “I want to see Bishop Hallman.”
Terrell had anticipated Gerard’s request. “I’m sorry, Mr. Gerard. Bishop Hallman is very busy; he doesn’t have ti for outsiders.”
“Not even after such a major incident?”
“What you call a major incident is rely your side of the story,” Terrel said. “Moreover, even if what you say is true, your rank is not sufficient for a direct audience with Bishop Hallman… You are no longer the ‘Knight of Night Star’ from ten years ago, are you?”
Hearing Terrell’s words, Gerard asked, “Is this your opinion or Bishop Hallman’s? Does Bishop Hallman know what has happened over these ten years?”
“That is purely my own opinion,” Terrell answered. “As for your latter question… allow to be blunt, Sir Gerard, nothing has happened in these ten years; everything is normal. It is only you who finds it abnormal.”
Gerard didn’t argue with Terrell—after all, he had heard such remarks countless tis over the last decade.
He didn’t expect to et Hallman today, but he had achieved his objective.
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Gerard could be certain that this office was not where Ocot worked; Terrell had simply grabbed a room to appease him. As for the true whereabouts of Ocot’s office… that didn’t matter. Gerard knew that the office Terrell brought him to was a sham, and that was enough.
There was no need to waste more ti here.
“It seems I should look for answers elsewhere,” Gerard said.
“You won’t find the answers you seek, Mr. Gerard,” Terrell replied indifferently. “Because they simply don’t exist. However, of course, before that, I will do my best to assist you. Now, let escort you out, there’s much work to do today. With Mr. Ocot gone, I must take on more and I hope you can understand.”
Gerard nodded, then left the room, with Terrell following behind, slowly reaching his hand into the inside pocket of his coat.
Since Gerard’s probing had ended, it was Terrell’s turn now.
Terrell didn’t act imdiately, for he knew what kind of person he was dealing with; it wasn’t the ti to raise Gerard’s guard further.
So, he waited until they reached the grand hall of the separate tower; amidst the crowded and noisy environnt, he grabbed the pocket watch, contemplating his next move.
Just by pulling out the watch and making a feint behind Gerard, he could perform the check without drawing attention. Even if Gerard did notice, he could explain it as a standard Desolate Ti Clock, rely there to check for pollution on Gerard.
Though sowhat disrespectful, it was a reasonable excuse, especially since the watch wouldn’t…
At the mont he grasped the watch, Terrell froze.
For he felt the watch in his palm… was shaking wildly.
Instinctively he took it out, then with horror, discovered that the tipiece, which Lord Yong Xin could only move to “two” was spinning at an incredible rate, tornting the decade-old relic to the verge of falling apart.
How could this be?!
Before Terrell could react, Gerard, who was in front, suddenly turned back. “This is as far as you need to escort , Mr. Terrell…”
Then Gerard noticed the watch in Terrell’s hand and glanced at it.
With that one look, the already strained watch exploded instantly.
The ancient hour hand shot out from the glass, slashing all five of Terrell’s fingers.
By the ti the pieces of the watch scattered on the ground, Terrell’s hand was drenched in blood.
Terrell watched Gerard, a wordless fear suddenly flooding over him.
However, he suppressed it, pretending to be calm, he said, “It seems this watch has reached its retirent too,” and bent down to pick up the pieces.
Gerard’s brow furrowed slightly; he felt there was sothing familiar about the shattered watch. As he thought of an excuse to check it, he heard Bai Wei’s voice inside his head, calm yet undeniable.
“Gerard.”
“Kill him.”
“Now.”
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