Chapter 55: The Heart of a Beast with a Human Face

The powerful impact knocked the blood beast in mid-air into a momentary delay.

The tip of the skull was blasted out of a fist-sized hollow of flesh and blood, which was shocking.

The blood beast seems to be strong, but it is more reflected in the cascading effect produced after sucking blood, but during this time, it has absorbed some cow and sheep blood, and it is only today that it has tried human blood for the first time, and the evolution of the flesh cannot even be resisted by ordinary bullets.

The power of the gun in Sherlock's hand has been proven with the Rat Catcher's defensive curiosity, and with the special bullets provided by the Resurrection Church, it is not surprising that this shot kills monsters with their own dark attributes.

"Dead?"

Coming out from behind the trunk on the other side, Donald still had a new magazine in his hand, and the rain that kept seeping into his neck was very uncomfortable.

Bang!

Two shots were fired at the head, and the blood beast twitched twice, completely silent.

"It's supposed to be dead by now. ”

Before, he was seriously injured and made up for two shots, but now he can't save the blood beast even if he pours a few buckets of blood.

trotted a few steps to Aldridge next to him, his fingers tested his breath, the faces of the two were not very good-looking, it was not to kill Aldrich who was riding a horse in the rain, he had too much information, and now he died so casually, it was a headache.

"According to what you said, someone handed the goat horn to Aldrich, judging from his reaction just now, he didn't plan to run at all, he was thinking about solving us in the woods, if it goes according to the other party's original plan, Aldrich will die first, and the two of us will follow him, and the goat horn will be left in the forest...... All traces have been erased. ”

Donald raised his hand and closed Aldrich's eyes, if the two of them had been weaker, or if Sherlock hadn't gone to the Resurrection Church in advance to get the bullets, he would probably be lying on the ground like him by now.

Barren mountains and mountains, the three corpses will be gnawed clean by the beasts that come and go in a few nights.

Now that I think about it, Aldrich bought the goat horn and went to the carving shop, even if the goat horn and the blood beast were finally found, everything would still be blamed on him.

"Do you remember what he said before he died, the Bartlets adopted him, he and Audrey should be brother and sister, he said to pay back everything he owed them, who are 'they', there is only one answer to what you think?"

Sherlock's meaning is clear, but there is still a contradiction in reason.

"You mean the Butlets, so Audrey's disappearance has something to do with them, so why is Nazil Bartlet looking for us?"

Wouldn't it be better to close the door yourself, this is outside of Pston, and it's a private farm, as long as you cover it up properly, no one will know.

"What if they didn't know at first?"

Sherlock believes that the Bartlets were initially unaware, at least not what was happening at the time they were commissioned.

Audrey's disappearance is a self-play, she wants to change her appearance, and she doesn't know where to get the way, so she has the help of the town and her friends, and Aldrich is an assistant at best.

She had left the box on purpose to show someone in the family the picture!

However, it can only be said that she is hiding a little hidden, and the Bartlets don't think about it at all, so by mistake Donald found it first.

The blood beast was indeed summoned according to the secret technique, fortunately the young lady did not dare to command it to kill, this is normal, appearance is one thing, in order to look good, it is worth paying some price, but if it is at the cost of killing, it is too evil.

So she didn't know whether it was naΓ―ve or innocent, she actually thought of trying cow and sheep blood, which caused the situation to worsen, and when Sherlock provoked Aldrich with words just now, his response was the best proof.

As Donald and Sherlock continue to investigate, Aldridge inadvertently discovers that they are close to the truth and can only find a way to remedy it.

How to save two children who grew up on the farm, how careful can they think?

They can't think of a perfect remedy.

Their ideas are not bold enough!

So they found the two owners of Ranffindor Farm.

"Is there anyone in the world who wants to arrest her daughter? ”

Audrey didn't do anything harmful in the strict sense, this farm is his family's, killing his own cattle and sheep, outsiders must not say anything.

"Then why did they kill them?"

After two steps into the shade of the trees, the rain still did not show any signs of abating.

The problem is that in the eyes of the special department, anyone who dares to touch such forbidden things is a crime, and it is a felony, and as parents, they certainly cannot watch their daughter's life be ruined, so some people start to think about how to make things end, and the answer is in front of them...... Am I right, Miss Fran Chazzo? ”

In the middle of his sentence, Sherlock grabbed Donald's arm and pulled it to his side, and behind them, Mirena Bartlet's valet appeared at some point.

In front of the bushes, Fran Xia still had the same flat expression, her gaze shifting from Aldrich to the Blood Beast, and finally back to the two of them.

There was no conversation.

The hands hanging at her side reached for her back, untied the maid's suit, and did not take it off, but let the back loosen, and then bent down to untie her shoes, as if she was preparing for bedtime, but the place changed from a warm and comfortable bedroom to a mountain forest in the cold rain.

Weird, chilly!

Bang!

The gunfire rang out suddenly, and Donald shot it was refreshing, in his senses, there was no one ahead!

The bullet hit the maid directly in the shoulder, and blood spilled from the wound, but her movements did not stop in the slightest.

The rain was dripping into her hair and down the ends, and what should have been colorless was now stained with a blood-red color, and Sherlock didn't look at her head......

Donald looked at the blood on Fran's face as she lowered her head to take off her shoes, and he saw the cracked skin on the top of her head, the blood spilling out.

I saw her bowing, blood spurting out from her back, and her skin and flesh bloomed and split, as if she had taken off a piece of clothing on her body.

The layer of camouflage that belongs to humanity has faded.

There is still blood on the body, and the monster with the same height as Fran Xia Zuo stands on the ground on both feet, and the facial features of the human being, it has a lot, but the appearance of other parts can be said to be an upright humanoid version of the blood beast!

"Hey...... This guy is a bit awesome!"

Loaded with new magazines, Donald finally knew why the first sight of Fran Chazzo made her think she was tall, and why the apparently docile dog outside the workers' quarters barked at the sight of her.

It's a monster in human skin!