Legend of Dragon Son-in-law-Chapter 822 - Demolition
Chapter 822: 822 Demolition
Chapter 822: 822 Demolition
Santiago Carmichael lived in the slum area.
The neighbors around him were all elderly men and women.
When they saw the two returning, the neighbors greeted them with exceptional warmth.
“Here’s the money for you.”
Julius Reed handed the cash from Jasmine Leocadia to Santiago Carmichael.
“Young man, I can’t take the money!”
Santiago Carmichael shook his head in refusal, “Harvey Martin has already taken good care of me.
An old man like me picking up trash can make a few thousand a month, enough to spend!”
He never accepted money from others.
Even now, living in poverty.
Everyone has their own internal convictions, and for Santiago Carmichael, it was his own baseline.
“This money isn’t just being given to you for nothing.”
Julius Reed, regardless of Santiago Carmichael’s attitude, directly stuffed the money into his pocket, “I need to ask you for some information.
As you know, information can be very valuable.
Even if you don’t care for yourself, you must think about your wife.
She has just recovered and needs nutrition.”
“This…”
Mentioning his wife made Santiago Carmichael hesitate.
His old lady had been with him all her life, had not enjoyed any fortune, and still suffered in her old age.
“Okay, let’s make it clear, this money I’m lending you.
Once I save up enough, I’ll repay you.”
No longer insistent, Santiago Carmichael led Julius Reed back to his home.
The house was in a state of disrepair.
Dim.
This was Julius Reed’s first impression.
The houses in the slum area were mostly run-down.
But Santiago Carmichael’s was even more decrepit.
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In the daytime, the outside was flooded with sunlight, but inside the house it was still dim and damp.
The small house of just over thirty square meters, aside from a bed and some junk that had not yet been sold, hardly had any space left.
“The house is quite run-down, I’m embarrassed for you to see it.”
After organizing the junk, Santiago Carmichael turned on a yellow light bulb.
The bulb seemed quite old, this type of yellow incandescent light, was probably a product from over a decade ago.
With the help of the light, Julius Reed took a closer look.
The walls were plastered with newspapers, giving them a sense of age.
“My old lady, the medicine I gave you last time was provided by this young man.”
Santiago Carmichael walked over to the bed and gently covered the old woman with a blanket.
Early spring.
The weather in the capital was a bit cold, and because of the darkness, the house felt even colder and damp.
“Thank you…”
The old woman’s voice was feeble.
“It’s nothing.”
Julius Reed approached and noticed that the old lady had recovered somewhat, but due to her age, she was almost at the end of her life.
She might only have three to five years left.
But for an ordinary person, living this long was already quite good.
“Please, take a seat.”
Santiago Carmichael walked over to the table, beginning to reminisce.
The table, usually used for meals, became a coffee table when guests arrived.
Julius Reed didn’t mind and sat on a chair, then asked, “Three years ago, on Valentine’s Day, the woman you encountered, can you tell me about her?”
“Three years ago…”
Santiago Carmichael thought for a moment, then said, “That morning, I was picking up trash.
When I turned around, I suddenly found a woman hiding in a car.”
“Although it was morning, the trash can was already filled with roses, probably thrown away by some young people after a failed love attempt.”
“After seeing me, the woman gestured for silence and quietly told me someone was trying to kill her.”
“Just then, a group of people chased after her.”
After saying this, Santiago Carmichael paused, then added, “Those people wore peculiar clothes, with moons and suns painted on them.
Also, they didn’t look like they were from our part of the world.”
“Do you still remember that pattern?”
Julius Reed quickly walked over to a cabinet, brought back a piece of paper and a pencil, “Can you draw it for me?”
This was a crucial clue!
He could almost confirm that the woman was Isabella Warm!
If he could figure out the identities of those chasing Isabella Warm, the truth might surface.
“I’ll try…
It’s been a long time, I’m not sure if I can remember it clearly.”
Santiago Carmichael, relying on his memory, began to slowly draw.
After finished, he crossed it out.
Again he sketched.
It took nearly half an hour before the old man nodded in satisfaction, “This should be it.”
On the white paper.
A sun was below, while the moon was high above.
Though the two seemed merged into one, there was a sense of the sun and moon shifting places.
“It looks…
somewhat familiar.”
Julius Reed’s brows furrowed slightly.
As the hidden king of Gonzalez City and the Grandmaster of the Ten Thousand Mountain Alliance, he had seen many unique symbols.
Yet he had no memory of this particular one at all.
“Please continue,” he said.
He took out his cell phone, snapped a photo of the symbol, and sent it to Cosmo, who was far away in Gonzalez City.
Gonzalez City was a land of conflict, and Julius Reed worried that Aron Jackson alone couldn’t handle it, so he had left Cosmo behind.
“Later, I picked up a bunch of flowers and buried them on the woman.
And those men, they passed by me without noticing.”
Santiago Carmichael said this and shook his head, “After people had left, she took off her earrings and gave them to me, saying they were worth a fortune.”
“Do you know where she went?”
Julius Reed recalled those earrings and could almost picture Isabella Warm fleeing in disarray.
It was astounding—a maid of the Grandmaster of the Ten Thousand Mountain Alliance being chased for murder!
If not for his injured memory, under ordinary circumstances, that would be a crime worthy of annihilating a whole lineage!
“Before she left, she asked me about a place called…”
Santiago Carmichael struggled to remember.
“Gonzalez City!”
Julius Reed narrowed his eyes, “Was it Gonzalez City!”
“No…”
Santiago Carmichael shook his head, “Not a city…
it seemed like…”
At this, he struggled to recall…
“Don’t rush, let me think…”
The old man closed his eyes, recalling the events from three years ago.
“It wasn’t Gonzalez City!”
Julius Reed felt his heart hang in suspense.
Then, what could it be?
“I really can’t remember, but it seemed like some island…”
Santiago Carmichael shook his head again, “I only remember it was some island, but I’ve never heard of it before.
After I went home, I searched the map but couldn’t find the place.”
“An island!”
Julius Reed was plunged again into confused thoughts.
Isabella Warm being pursued must be related to the whole conspiracy.
Yet now, the place his personal maid went to wasn’t Gonzalez City!
Why would her hairpin and bronze mirror appear in Gonzalez City?
Or could it be…
Gonzalez City was just a transit point.
Where on earth was Isabella Warm going!
Julius Reed’s head began to hurt, quite painfully!
“Old Santiago, about that demolition matter we discussed last time, what have you decided?”
While the two were talking, there came a knock at the door.
“Cedric Abernathy, I’ve told you many times, the villagers won’t leave; you might as well give up!”
Upon hearing the voice, Santiago Carmichael called out in resignation.
“Today is your final deadline from Brother Dragon.
You old fools can’t see the signs.
Don’t blame us for getting rough!”
The knocking grew more intense outside.
“Aaron Martin, smash it!”
Someone shouted loudly.
“What’s going on?”
Julius Reed looked towards the door and asked softly.
“Cedric Abernathy is an enforcer for Huxley Reed’s company.
Huxley Reed is a building merchant in the capital.
They want to force us to agree to a demolition, offering tens of thousands per family.”
Santiago Carmichael sighed and said, “The neighbors have lived here for decades and don’t want to leave.
And a few hundred thousand can’t even buy you a bathroom in the capital!”
Whoosh!
Just then, the door was kicked open.
A dozen burly middle-aged men carrying wooden sticks burst in.
