Herwin took the shotgun from the wall and held it in his hand, drew his long knife and put it behind his back, and walked lightly towards an ash forest not far from the backyard of the house.

At the entrance to the woods, Hervin pressed the sandalwood butt of his shotgun and loaded his bullet without hurry.

Although this single-shot rifle is slightly weaker in close combat, even large mammals will fall to the ground if it hits the vital point.

It was already dark.

Hewen's amber pupils dilate, taking in as much light as possible from their surroundings.

A shadow slowly passed more than ten meters away, and the viscous sound of liquid and solid intertwining reached the hunter's ears.

Hewen shouted without emotion:

"Come out, this is private territory, I don't care what you are, if you keep moving I'll shoot. ”

The shadow seemed startled, and the surrounding leaves shook for a moment, and then it immediately fell silent.

After confirming that the other party could understand human language, Hewen continued to urge:

"Now come towards me, if you make any moves, I'll shoot you in the head, don't worry, my gun is faster than you. ”

After dozens of seconds of silence, the uninvited guest emerged from the shade of the leaves.

A girl with a slight mist in her eyes.

The girl was wearing a patched cloth garment that looked like it hadn't been washed in a long time.

She bit her lower lip lightly, her brown hair was just over her shoulders, her eyes were red, she should have cried not long ago, and her pink little face had a strange flush, as if she was a little frostbitten.

An inexplicable change flashed in Hervin's eyes, and after confirming something, he walked over to the girl.

When the girl saw this scene, she was startled and hesitated, as if she wanted to retreat, but she didn't dare to really run away.

"It's okay. ”

Hervin gently comforted her, and he took off his coat and lightly draped it over the girl who was wearing only one piece of cloth.

The witcher smiled as gently as possible:

"It's okay, you're safe, no one can hurt you. ”

The girl sniffled and whispered timidly:

"Really?"

Hewen nodded heavily and said firmly:

"Hmm. ”

Hewen touched his chin and asked:

"Are your parents nearby?"

The girl shook her head vigorously.

It was a bit of a problem, and he couldn't be sure if the kid had run away from home or had just escaped from some bad guy.

Hewen crouched down in front of the girl and asked in a low voice:

"Do you know where your home is?"

The girl's tone was a little uncertain:

"I don't know the way, I don't live here. ”

"How long have you been away from home?"

The girl frowned, thought for a while, and replied:

"Long ......"

Hervin put his hands on the girl's shoulders and lowered his voice:

"I'm going to ask you something, and if you don't want to answer, don't be nervous, but if you can tell me, maybe I can find your parents sooner. ”

Hewen straightened his face and said:

"Were you with anyone before, and what did they do to you?"

Hearing this, the girl's eyes suddenly widened, and her expression was full of fear and pain:

"I, I ......"

"It's okay, it's okay, you don't have to say it now, the important thing is that you're safe now. Hewen said hurriedly.

The girl raised her head, looked at Hewen in disbelief, and asked cautiously:

"Am I safe now?"

Hewen patted the girl on the back and nodded:

"That's right, no one can hurt you anymore. ”

The girl calmed down and said in an undetectable voice:

"I remember, it's crowded, and there are uncles in black walking around outside, and what uncles and aunts in white clothes are there......"

Herwin narrowed his eyes.

Looks like a huge, well-behaved criminal gang, no wonder no one has been detected.

A flash of courage flashed in the girl's eyes:

"And, Dad. ”

Herwin was shocked.

"I'm going to see my dad once every seven days, and he's also dressed in white, but everybody seems to be scared of him. ”

Herwin asked:

"Are you afraid of him, then?"

The girl did not dare to speak.

Hewen couldn't help but feel a wave of anger in his heart, what is this, a perverted aristocrat or businessman who tortured his daughter?

"Dad. The girl hesitated and said, "Dad, he will take me to do something, touch me with something I don't understand, and sometimes make me do something very difficult." ”

"What's the matter?" Herwin couldn't hide his anger anymore.

The girl closed her lips.

Herwin took a deep breath and said:

"You don't have to say, by the way, why do you call him Daddy. ”

The girl recalled:

"The second time he met me, he told me he was my dad. ”

Hewen suddenly thought of something, and hurriedly asked:

"Do you remember how many times you've met?"

"89 times" the girl said an overly precise number.

"See each other every seven days? never?"

"Hmm. ”

Looks like a guy with mental problems, and if that's the case, maybe he grabbed more than just one of her "daughters".

"You follow me first, and then I'll think of a way. ”

Herwin grabbed the girl's little hand and pulled her towards his cabin.

The girl struggled slightly:

"Bad Guy ......"

"I'm not afraid of the bad guys coming. Herwin held the girl's little pink hand tighter.

Herwin still had many questions that did not ask the girl, her name, how she escaped.

But none of this matters now, the most important thing is the girl's mental state, just escaped from a hell, her mental state must be extremely unstable, like a porcelain doll full of cracks, and any slight stimulation may make her fall into a breakdown.

But even if the other party chases after him now, Hewen will not have any worries, the witcher is not his first job, not only monsters, but humans he also knows how to deal with them.

The mountain behind the town of Dawn.

Thunder and lightning flashed, constantly illuminating the faces of the three men.

Although the whole town is in full swing all year round, this mountain is the only one that is constantly covered in dark clouds and thunderstorms.

The mayor and both of them walked along the rugged mountain road.

It's not surprising that the two detectives have a lot of energy, but it's a bit surprising that the mayor, who looks a little chubby, is also walking on the hill.

The mayor turned to the two and said:

"In fact, the master of the mountain knows the land better than Hewen, and even the vast majority of the people in the town. ”

tall and thin detective says:

"But you weren't going to take us to him in the first place. ”

Mayor Mare nodded:

"Because I am not sure that I will move him, I will leave the negotiations to you after that.

"It is said that this master was already here when my father was young, and he was eccentric, moody, and had the characteristics of people of old times. ”

The tall and thin man asked curiously:

"Since he's so old, can he still move normally?"

The mayor smiled:

"He's not one of us mortals, and even the years can't leave a mark on him.

"He's a witcher. ”