I'm Really Not the Demon God's Lackey Chapter 131: Blood Feast

“Wilde?” Lin Jie was just putting away the used ropes under the counter when he raised his head upon hearing those words.

“Has Joseph still not found the whereabouts of his old friend?”

He still remembered that the original reason Joseph first came to the bookstore was to reconcile with Wilde. Yet, it had already been a month, and perhaps his search hadn't been very effective.

Wilde, an 'empty nester' had already experienced the crisis of ‘having an unfilial child trying to seize his assets.'

Of course, the possibility that Old Wil was hiding from Joseph couldn’t be eliminated either, considering the past arguments the two of them had in the past. Although Joseph had good intentions and made efforts to reconcile with Wilde, that didn’t necessarily mean Wilde felt the same.

“Uhm...yes.”

Beads of sweat broke out on Claude’s forehead. Old friend my *ss! Teacher's greatest desire is to rip out Wilde’s heart and lungs.

“But it isn’t like we gained absolutely nothing either. We’ve found some clues... A while ago, he appeared near Fifty-Second Avenue and stayed for some time, at least for an entire day.”

Fifty-Second Avenue...

Lin Jie calculated the approximate location in his head and was startled by his realization. Wasn’t that the location of the second bombing accident that had occurred recently?

Although the incident in question had occurred a week ago, the media was still reporting and following up with the story.

Apparently, the accident over there was more serious than the explosion caused by a gas leak on this street. It seemed that rioters took advantage of the heavy rain and used that opportunity to plant explosives in the sewage system. The series of explosions resulted in the collapse of the base foundations.

Coupled with the flooded streets, the central valve of the sewage went completely out of control and the continuous flooding eventually flattened several streets. In addition to that, rioters also attacked and raided the scientific research institutions in the Central District. Perhaps it was their ramp

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