When Xuan arrived at the hospital, Zheng Yi had already been pushed out of the operating room, and after four hours of struggle at Yucheng Medical Technology, he was temporarily out of danger, but he still could not recover consciousness from the coma.

"How's the situation?" Xuan Yi came to Director Johnson's side and looked at Zheng Yi sleeping on the hospital bed through the blinds of the ward. The latter was now covered in bandages, large patches of dried blood had not yet been washed off his skin, heavy breathing followed the breathing machines, doctors and nurses rushed in and out, and the machine that measured the heartbeat repeated faintly in a monotonous sound.

"I don't know, but the doctor has issued several critical illness notices just now. Johnson's brow furrowed, the police officer was attacked by a mob at the police headquarters to the point of death, once this kind of information is known to the public, you can imagine how much trouble it will cause, not to mention that this is the first senior human sheriff to be transferred here in the Dragon District. Compared to that, the successive attacks that have caused him to be anxious for several weeks do not seem to be a big deal.

Xuan Yi pondered for a moment, and a certain black mist flashed imperceptibly in his palm, as if he had obtained some kind of accurate information, and his expression relaxed slightly: "Don't worry, he has broken away from the concept of [death]. So, what is the person named Han Fei who did it?"

"I heard that this is the case, but I don't know the details yet. Sheriff Bullock witnessed everything at the scene, let him tell you. Johnson sighed, reached out and patted Sergeant Bullock, who was sitting on a bench next to him, before turning and walking towards the hospital door, "I'll go out for a cigarette first." ”

Sheriff Bullock was sitting on the bench with his head down, his hands on his forehead, and he was constantly gnashing his teeth, and his failure to save his colleagues in an unexpected situation made him feel extremely depressed. Xuan Yi sat down beside him, took out a cigarette case on the inside of his trench coat and was about to hand one over, but his eyes caught a glimpse of the "No Smoking" sign hanging on the wall, and then he had to stop and stuff it back. After thinking for a moment, he spoke: "That Han Fei, what does it look like?"

Brock raised his head, thinking with a look of vicissitudes, and after a while, he replied: "I don't know, the incident happened in the parking lot at that time, and the fluorescent lights there seemed to have been manipulated in advance, and Han Fei's appearance was completely invisible when Zheng Yi was attacked...... "Didn't see it at all?" "Well, it's not at all...... No, I saw his eyes, which seemed to be burning, glowing a strange red glow. Brock struggled to recall the details, and then gave the answer.

"Hmm......" Xuan Yi rubbed his chin, his eyes behind the lenses flashed with a light of thought, and he said to himself: "Officer Zheng has been in Yucheng for a while, so why is it on this day...... Bullock, what has Officer Zheng been doing these days?"

"It's nothing, it's still like usual, like a fanatical fan, persistently searching for clues about Han Fei. Bullock glanced at Zheng Yi's figure in the ward, and couldn't help but feel even more sad, "I have long thought that his attitude of a hot-blooded police detective will have an accident sooner or later, this is good, Han Fei really came to him, Mr. Xuan, didn't you see that scene at that time, do you know how hard it took the medical team to dig him out of the crack in the load-bearing wall......?"

"Don't worry, it's not your fault. Xuan Yi patted Bullock on the back, and the reasoning in his heart continued. In this way, it seems that there is some decisive progress in Officer Zheng's search, which will make Han Fei, who has been targeting people of different races, turn the spearhead and personally come to eliminate the threat. If that's the case......

Xuan got up suddenly, walked towards the door without looking back, and a goodbye word came into Bullock's ears: "It's a little interesting, let Zheng Yi sleep here." Inform Johnson that I took over this matter. ”

Brock was stunned, and when he looked up, the corners of the black trench coat had long since disappeared at the end of the hospital corridor. He found that he was actually a little happy in his heart, after all, if it was that man who made a move, everything seemed to be miraculously solved.

............

The next day, in the east of Rain City, somewhere in the plain.

This is the largest rice-growing area in Yucheng, and in this area where the precipitation is extremely high, rice is undoubtedly the most cost-effective crop. As far as the eye can see, countless farmers are working to sow seeds for the next season.

In the forest road next to the ridge, an old farmer sat under the pergola, smoking a cigarette bag leisurely. Although he has a unique appearance of South Americans, judging from his appearance in a straw hat and white coat and cloth shoes, he is almost indistinguishable from the old peasants who can be seen everywhere in the Dragon District.

A figure appeared behind him, Xuan Yi straightened his collar, and was about to raise his hand to say hello, but his face suddenly changed. An invisible aura quickly condensed on this seemingly harmless old farmer, and faintly, Xuan Yi seemed to see a giant wolf with fangs roaring towards him. The corners of Xuan's mouth curled, and a more superior cold killing intent shot out in front of him, only to see that the giant wolf that fell like a mountain was traversed by this cold light, and it was instantly split into two, disappearing invisibly.

At this time, the old farmer took a leisurely puff of his cigarette pouch and turned back with a smile, "Xuanyi, don't come unharmed." ”

"I have been working in agriculture for 20 years, but my domineering spirit is still the same. The old wolf king is not old at all. Xuan Yi also smiled and patted the dust on his body, and sat on the seat next to the old farmer.

The old wolf king, whose full name is Saarion Benya, the current leader of the werewolf clan, has just had a seemingly playful momentum, and it is only the level of [greeting] for the two of them. In the old world war, the name of "Black Bone Wolf" Saarion is the embodiment of the word "invulnerable", just standing in the middle of the battlefield, without even taking action himself, with his innate killing domineering, all the soldiers who intend to besiege him can be crushed by the invisible oppressive force, and no one dares to take a step closer.

That was twenty years ago, though. Since the end of the war, the werewolf clan, who have lost their usefulness, have washed away their anger and began to concentrate on farming as they do now. Today's old wolf king is no longer the rebellious giant wolf who roars in the world, just like his current outfit, but just an old farmer.

"What's the matter with coming today? Is it for that stinky boy to come to Xingshi to ask for guilt?" There was a small round table between the two, and the old wolf king lifted the teapot and poured a cup for Xuanyi, what he was referring to was Sanders' blatant announcement of the breach of the covenant at last night's meeting.

"Well, you can't teach your son what does it matter to me. Xuan Yi shrugged his shoulders, took out a cigarette and put it on his lips, "Speaking of which, I'm getting worse and worse as an overseer, and the junior imps have begun to stop taking us seriously." The last time I met a ghoul, he didn't even know my name, it's really evil, don't the adults in the family tell ghost stories?"

"Our time has passed far too long. The front waves, sooner or later, will be slapped to death on the beach by the back waves, and it is inevitable. The old wolf king took out a match and threw it to Xuan Yi, who lit it on the sole of his shoe and lit a cigarette.

It's a strange picture, of an old tobacco pouch farmer in his sixties and seventies, lying on a wicker chair under a pergola with another young man who looks to be at most twenty-five or so, lamenting the passage of time in the tone of his peers.

"Speaking of which, you're not just going to visit a bad old man, are you? I don't remember the two of us being on good enough to see each other. The old wolf king knocked the dust of the cigarette pouch on the arm of the chair, and turned his gaze back to Xuan Yi.

"Ah, it's for business. Xuan Yi dusted off his cigarette butt, "Did Sanders tell you about the name [Han Fei]?" "I didn't say it, but the human who put him in the hospital a few days ago should be him, I can smell the blood." The old wolf king squinted and thought for a moment, "The stinky boy has the strongest self-esteem among my group of cubs, and the ability to recover from being beaten by a human to the wild has no effect, so I can't speak." ”

"I just got a job recently and need to hunt him down myself. Xuan Yi extinguished the cigarette, "There is a clue that the Brotherhood lost the warehouse manifest last time, but it was very unpleasant to have that incident with your son last night, so I want you to come forward and help me make a whole." ”

"I've left the affairs of the Brotherhood to Sanders for a long time, but since you've opened your mouth...... It doesn't hurt to help you once. The old wolf king took a sip of warm tea, "However, you really can't be idle, just a human, can't you just leave it to Johnson's team at the police station to deal with?"

"Don't underestimate humans, old wolf king, this guy is very evil, but it's worth my own trip. Okay, now that we're done, I'll go first. Xuan took the tea and drank it down, then stood up and headed back to the forest path.

Don't underestimate humans.

The old wolf king looked at Xuan Yi's back, his eyes fluttering. He remembered that more than ten years ago, in that small pavilion, the three strong men who were unwilling to be exiled to a desert island for the rest of their lives pressed their bloody handprints on the black stone table according to the ancient tradition, representing the oath to wage war on the world again as an alliance. However, a short knife fell from the sky and slashed straight into the center of the round table, and the man in black who was a human suddenly appeared, stopping this stupid preparation.

Stop it by force.

Don't underestimate human beings, you taught me this truth, Xuanyi, how could I forget?