Chapter 58
The Giant Dog Case
Chapter 58 The Giant Dog Case
The quill pen scribbled: "Dunn Smith was secretly corrupted by the Antigonus family notes, and later, after entering Hynas Vancent's dream and seeing a clear image of the 'True Creator,' the corruption gradually spread among Dunn Smith. Night..."
The pale hand quickly picked up the pen. Just now, the quill pen almost wrote "Goddess of the Night". After all, the quill pen was just a sealed artifact. If the Goddess of the Night were included in the story, the goddess would definitely notice, and Ince Zangwell, who held the pen, would definitely die a miserable death in Tingen City.
With a pale hand, he crossed out the word "night" with a quill pen and continued writing: "Klein's ritual was successful, but due to spiritual exhaustion, he didn't have time to tell Dunn Smith about the ritual Old Neil was performing. For a while afterward, Klein also forgot to tell his colleagues for various reasons, not considering it a big deal. By the time he had the chance to explain, it was too late."
"The ritual Old Neil is currently performing will cause his condition to show signs of spiraling out of control again. Perhaps in three weeks, or perhaps four weeks, he will return to the brink of losing control. Old Neil's loss of control is inevitable, after all, his ritual has attracted certain attention. As long as his ritual continues, he will be contaminated again and risk spiraling out of control once more."
"His loss of control will psychologically impact Dunn Smith, and at the same time, it will exacerbate the hidden corruption that Dunn was previously exposed to, thus leading him to do things that Ince Zangwill expects..."
"What's puzzling is why Klein realized Old Neil was on the verge of spiraling out of control? His fate took a strange turn here; could it be because he obtained...?"
The pale hand quickly picked up the pen again, sensing that if he let the quill continue writing, things would definitely get out of control.
Quickly close the diary; this story full of surprises has come to a temporary end.
Ince sighed as he looked out at the lawn with his one eye. Why did the story of Tingen City always seem to be subject to some uncontrollable interference? Especially this Klein, why did he always manage to mess up the stories he had written?
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On Tuesday morning, Hobart, carrying the relevant documents, took the law firm's carriage to the western suburbs to visit his client, Mr. Polly.
Mr. Polly was an old man in his fifties with thinning hair, deep wrinkles, and a serious demeanor as he smoked a pipe.
"I'm going to sue the Airleys into bankruptcy! I swear, I'll make them pay!" Mr. Polly said, pipe in mouth. "Last night, yes, last night, his giant dog from the basement ran out again and made a mess of my flower bed. But that old bastard Airley still insists he doesn't own a dog, let alone a huge one!"
After listening to Mr. Polly's complaints for a while, Hobart roughly understood that Mr. Polly and the Airleys were neighbors, but they did not get along well.
First, the two families have different beliefs. Mr. Polly's family worships the goddess of night, while the Airley family worships the lord of storms. They have been neighbors for more than ten years and have been arguing for more than ten years.
But recently, Airley has been keeping a giant dog in the basement. This giant dog occasionally escapes from the basement, destroys Mr. Polly's flower bed, and even kills many chickens.
However, Mr. Airley denied ever owning a dog, and Mr. Polly, unable to bear it any longer, asked a friend to find the law firm where Hobart worked.
Hopper asked, "Have any of the neighbors seen that giant dog? Would they be willing to testify for you?"
"I've seen them! I've seen the Will family up ahead, and the Allen family on the left. They're both willing to testify for me," Polly said. "Go and put him on trial, Mr. Hopper, and let the Airley family know how powerful I am."
Hobart laughed and said, "Mr. Polly, I'm just a lawyer, not a judge."
He said, "Before going to the magistrates' court, I'll talk to Mr. Airley first. If he's willing to compensate you for your losses, that will save everyone trouble. If he wants to resolve the issue in the magistrates' court, we'll see it through to the end."
Mr. Polly said, "Okay, lawyer, I'll do as you say."
Actually, he didn't really want to go to the magistrate's court; it was too much trouble.
Hobart then asked, "How much compensation do you intend to ask Mr. Airley for?"
"100 pounds! Sir, I want him to pay 100 pounds in damages."
“This compensation is too high; the judge will not accept it,” Hobart said. “I suggest £10 in damages, plus £10 for legal fees.”
£20 is acceptable for a self-sufficient farmer, but if the compensation were £100, the Airley family would probably go bankrupt.
Mr. Polly's pipe trembled: "My God! You actually want a 10-pound commission fee?"
"Didn't your friend explain our pricing to you?" Hobart smiled. "This is already the lowest we offer."
"Fine, fine, anyway, Airly will pay for it."
After agreeing on the details, both parties signed a contract. Hobert then asked Mr. Polly to take him to visit the Will and Allen families. As Mr. Polly had said, they were all willing to testify for him because they had seen the giant dog and were frightened by it.
Finally, Hobart went to visit Mr. Airley alone. Mr. Airley happened to be home, and upon learning Hobart's purpose, he loudly proclaimed at the door, "I've said it so many times, that old man Polly is blind. We've never kept a dog. Fine, fine, if he wants to sue, I'll fight him to the bitter end."
His voice was loud enough for Mr. Polly on the other side of the fence to hear clearly: "Old man, we used to argue, but I still thought you were a man. Now you're acting like a clown, trying to renege on your debt!"
The argument between the two triggered a barking sound from the dog, which, judging by the sound, was no small dog.
Mr. Polly's words made Airley blush. Just as the two were about to get into their own thoughts, Hobert quickly said, "Mr. Airley, may I take a look at your basement? The neighbors have all seen it; the giant dog came out of the basement."
"Alright, alright," Airley said. "I trust you, lawyer. But I must tell you, agreeing to be Mr. Polly's lawyer will definitely be a stain on your career."
As they talked, Airley led Hobert to the outer door of the basement, where the barking of dogs seemed to be getting closer.
But when they opened the basement door, all they found were farm tools and miscellaneous items; there were no animals at all!
Wait! Hobert sensed a familiar, distorted feeling, much like the feeling he got when using the "Lawyer" pathway in the "Disordered Kingdom"!
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