Chapter 59 The Familiar Jessica Jones
Colson finally left the blacksmith shop of Bulcasso with doubts in his head.
It's not that Bulcasso has any reservations about him, it's just that he really doesn't have any real feelings about Bulcasso's story.
It was difficult for him to understand what names like Massail Diavolo represented.
Although Bulcaisel had told it as best as he could, he was still troubled.
After all, no one can expect a barbarian to tell his battle story vividly.
So Bulcaisel’s narrative is filled with descriptions such as “I chopped its dog’s head in half with one knife.” Even if Coulson asked, he only got the answer: “That’s how I chopped it in half.” Its a dog head” was the reply.
In the end, Bulcasso was so excited that he even wanted to have a drink with Coulson.
Fortunately, he is very good at communication and listening, so Bulkesso spoke very happily this time.
But for Colson who was listening, it was like trying to find available information in "fake news", which made people bald.
The problem is that what Bulcaisso told is true, not fake news.
So the ending of this meeting was that Bulcasso had a rare and heartfelt exchange with others, while Coulson felt that he had gained nothing.
Finally, Colson said that he would come to visit again in the future and would bring some of his collection of fine wines.
During the conversation between the two people, Coulson videotaped and recorded the entire conversation with Bulqueso's consent, intending to analyze it after returning.
They also called the department of SHIELD that specializes in handling funeral affairs, and left Bulcaisel’s contact information. Then they took Kilgrave’s body away, saying that they would take care of it properly. Dispose of the body.
This approach was approved by Bulqueso, because he finally no longer had to clean up the traces left by these bastards himself.
Overall, Bulkesso had a very pleasant day.
But for Colson, he felt that his hairline was a billion points higher.
"Here comes someone! Damn it!"
Just when Bulkesso was about to light a fire to cook, a shout and dull knocking sounds came from the basement.
At this time, Bulkesso remembered that he threw the woman named Jessica into the basement.
Bulkasso walked over and opened the basement door, watching Jessica avoid him and rush to the door of the blacksmith shop.
Then he saw a few clear fist prints on the basement door panel, and then looked at Jessica who looked nervous.
“It looks like you have to compensate me for this iron door.”
This was the first sentence Bulcasso and Jessica said.
Although the door was still usable, the fist marks on it made him decide that it would be better to replace it.
Perhaps it would be a good idea to build a shield as the door to the basement, but according to this size, it seems that only those tower shields that can be used by the Crusaders are suitable.
After Jessica woke up, she still had memories of what happened before.
Although she was controlled by Kilgrave, she was still clear about what happened before. Purple Man's control only looks like hypnosis, but it is basically commanding other people's bodies and does not affect mental activities.
After coming out of the basement, she immediately turned her attention to the location of Kilgrave's body. She was inevitably a little panicked when she saw nothing.
Then she realized the body should have been disposed of.
As a private detective, she spends most of her time investigating other people's privacy like a paparazzi, but as a superhuman being, she has also seen a lot of weird things.
Handling corpses is not that unfamiliar to her.
“How much?”
Jessica’s expression calmed down and she fiddled with her hair subconsciously.
"I don't know either, just give it to me."
Bulkesso's understanding of prices in this world is limited to the prices of some food. Of course he doesn't know how much a ten centimeter thick metal door is worth. Know.
Jessica was stunned for a moment when she heard this. In her understanding, such an expression could represent a huge sum of money.
Just like when she said to a customer, "You can give it as you see", it doesn't mean that the other party can give less, but "You have to satisfy me. If it's less, try it."
"Okay, I may not have enough money, but for the sake of you solving that guy, I will raise money for you."
Jessica misunderstood what Bulcasso meant, so she planned to pay him together with her gratitude for solving the nightmare of the Purple Man.
So she plans to go back to make money. Although she hasn't figured out how to make a huge sum of money yet, she doesn't care. At worst, she will rob those street gangsters. Anyway, those guys can't do anything to her.
"I still have so much money with me. If I use it as cooking money, can I pay for dinner at your place?"
Jessica took out a wallet from her body and took out a ten-yuan denomination. The banknotes and a few coins were placed on the table and asked to Bulkesso.
Although Jessica was too direct and familiar with Jilai, her straightforward nature made Bulcasso feel very comfortable. Just like the way he got along with Sonya.
How can barbarians have so much time to think about those twists and turns? In the world of Diablo, humans are about to perish under the attack of demons, so who has the time to engage in intrigues. Even if there are, they are just guys who can't get on the stage.
“Okay.”
Bulkasso put all the money on the table into his pocket. Although he was not short of money, he needed some change to serve as Gil of pocket money.
This is just right, he doesn’t need to go out to exchange change.
Bulcasso took out two loaves of black bread from a small closet and placed them on the table.
Then he took out the milk prepared for Jill from the refrigerator, poured some out into the pot, and put the rest back.
When he started to light the fire to boil the milk, he heard a series of knocking sounds on the table.
When he turned around, he saw Jessica taking the piece of bread and smashing it on the table, making a "dong-dong-dong" sound.
“You can eat this for more than ten yuan?”
Jessica looked at Bulcasso with astonishment on her face.
Ten dollars is enough for her to have a decent dinner, at least she can see meat.
You can even have a few drinks.
“This is the only thing I have here.”
Bulkasso turned back and placed the milk pot in his hand on the stove fire.
As the milk heated, a sweet aroma filled the house.
Jessica's body felt a strong sense of hunger under this sweet fragrance, and her stomach made a gurgling sound.
"Do you have wine here?"
Jessica spoke quickly to cover up her embarrassment.
Finally regaining her composure from a series of unbelievable things, she wanted to drink.
Not to like, but to get drunk.
Since being controlled by the Purple Man, she needs a lot of alcohol to suppress the guilt and severe headache every time she leaves that bastard.
Now that the guy is dead and the nightmare is over, she also wants to have a good drink to celebrate.
Bulkessor took out a bottle of water of life from his backpack and placed it on the table.
Ever since drinking this thing, he has been addicted to the water of life recently.
After all, where in his world could he have the conditions to obtain wine of such purity?
However, he couldn't feel much of the taste of food in this thing. It probably wouldn't take long for him to return to his previous condition.
Jessica didn’t care where Bulqueso took out the bottle of water of life. After all, she was able to ignore the purple man’s control and kill him cleanly. She didn’t care what happened to him. Will be surprised.
However, she was still stunned when she saw something like the water of life.
In her world, this thing definitely does not belong to wine. In other words, in the eyes of normal people, this kind of thing with an alcohol content of 97% should be classified as alcohol itself.
The sweet smell of milk in the air became more intense. Bulqueso took the milk off the stove the moment it boiled, poured it into a porcelain bowl, and placed it in front of Jessica.
"If you are not used to such hard bread, just break it into pieces and put it in a bowl."
Then Bulcasso picked up another piece of black bread and ate it by himself, from time to time. He took out a half-empty bottle of water of life and continued to drink.
“Okay.”
Jessica is not a squeamish woman, she is straightforward and neat.
Seeing Bulcasso eating the black bread that could kill someone without changing her expression, she naturally started eating after confirming that Bulcasso was not deliberately making things difficult for her.
She didn't pay attention to things like manners when eating, which made Bulcasso's favor increase.
After all, a character like the arrogant and refined Li Min will only make barbarians feel pretentious.
“What brand of milk is this!”
After taking a sip of milk, Jessica felt that the discomfort left by the purple man’s control on her body disappeared quickly. He couldn't help but exclaimed.
At this time, she no longer cared that she had spent more than ten dollars to eat only this kind of black bread that was stronger than a table leg.
The bottle of water of life alone is more than this price, not to mention this magical milk.
Although the power in the milk was not enough to make her body stronger, the abundant energy quickly eliminated her hunger.
She understood that she owed another favor.
(End of this chapter)