NO.35 ARE IN A HURRY
"Tick, zero o'clock."
Claude snapped his eyes open and pressed the bedside alarm clock.
The eyebrows are tightly twisted, and the forehead is full of cold sweat.
How many years have I not had a nightmare, turned on the bedside lamp, lit a cigarette, Claude squinted and leaned on the pillow.
It's been three months since I last saw Amore. The three-month intensive assignment made Claude wonder if he had angered the person assigned the job.
It's as if he deliberately didn't let him return home. In these three months, I have almost five or six circles around the earth.
In the morning, he was still in New York, and he was going to fly to Tokyo in the afternoon, as if he was afraid that he would have free time.
The phone flickered, and Claude couldn't help frowning.
"Honey, it's time for work." Gabriel's voice was still crisp, but his tone was not as playful as usual.
Claude raised his eyebrows: "Big job?" â
Gabriel was silent for a moment: "The danger factor is a bit big. â
Claude took a deep puff of cigarette and slowly exhaled it, his eyes narrowing slightly: "Say it." â
On the gloomy and dark construction site, the occasional wind blows.
Just looking at it with his eyes, Zuo and Chuan felt that this place was not suitable for a long time.
Gu Chengren had been nesting in the co-pilot of the car, his eyes fixed on the darkness.
"Silenced?" Zuo Jichuan asked coldly.
Gu Chengren shook his head: "It shouldn't be that there are no corpses left." â
As he spoke, the golden shadow had returned, and a trace of strangeness flashed on the strong man's face.
"Master, there are no corpses." Obviously, the broken army also felt that something was not right.
There were no corpses, but the land was full of resentment.
Gu Chengren took a deep breath and patted Zuo Jichuan: "Go home, this is just the scene of the first crime." The person was killed and then directly transferred. â
This kind of thing is common, and a real professional killer will not leave any clues. If it weren't for Gu Chengren to follow, I'm afraid no one would even find out about this bit of resentment.
Zuo Jichuan's face was a little gloomy, he thought it was just a small misunderstanding, but he didn't expect the water in it to be a little deep.
"Do you have a clue?" Zuo Jichuan knew that Gu Chengren's way of investigating things was different from what they usually used to.
But Gu Chengren's method is the most intuitive and reliable.
Gu Chengren pulled up the hat of his hoodie and buckled his head, curled up and leaned against the corner, without saying a word.
Zuo Jichuan knew that he would definitely investigate this matter to the end.
In a certain corner of the city, the souls who had been mourning for four or five days finally let go of the initiators who had left them all scattered in the wilderness, and on a sunny morning, they all ascended to heaven.
This made the dark races who were almost on the verge of weakening breathe a sigh of relief.
Regardless of whether they are angry or not, those Ah Piao are really helpless.
Humans, they see it as food. Hunters, they see them as natural predators. light, they see it as nothing. But the ghosts, they have all the strength but can't use it at all.
Richard Weiss frowned, and there was no happy expression on his face. The souls inexplicably ascended to heaven, which should have made them happy. But the invitation in his hand made him not happy at all.
The meeting of elders, which was supposed to be held once every 100 years, was inexplicably much earlier.
"Richard, do you want to inform Renault of this meeting?" Nolan had experienced the Council of Elders, and knew that this meeting was far from being as peaceful as it sounded, and what kind of Longtan Tiger's Den was only known by going to it himself.
It is necessary to bring in the most combat-ready man in the clan to accompany Richard.
Richard glanced at Nolan lightly: "How's the investigation?" â
At the meeting, there will definitely be an increase or decrease in the number of people in the questioning clan. Dorothy's death is unknown, and this must be reported.
If there were hunters in this city, it would be something that all families would need to pay attention to.
Perhaps it was because the Presbyterians knew the strangeness of Doroth's death that they advanced the original centennial meeting.
Nolan was hesitant to report the matter. In his opinion, as long as they wanted to investigate, it was impossible to save the situation without investigating it. But the person on the video is as if he has never saved zĂ i.
"This situation ...... It's weird. I can't find this person. "Don't blame them for being old, they even have the most advanced facial recognition devices. Although that person did not show his full face, it was enough to use the brain-shaped analysis facial stitching technology to find the registration records of the police ~ inspection bureau.
But no.
Richard lit a candle and watched the flame flicker: "So, it's only possible to be a hunter?" â
Nolan subconsciously shook his head: "No, hunters never use silver knives." â
In the video, the man first stabbed Doroth with a silver knife, and then saw that Doroth seemed to be torn apart by something, and finally disappeared.
Hunters always seal them directly with silver crosses or use guns directly, never with knives.
After all, hunters are also ordinary humans, and they can't fight with vampires.
Richard squinted at the candle flame: "Use human ~ meat search." â
A trace of horror flashed on Nolan's face, he actually wanted to use human power, this time he was really pushed too hard.
Richard slowly got up, straightened the cuffs of his suit, and walked out of the room.
The night is always quiet, even if you live in the downtown area, the floor is high enough, you can only hear the whistling wind.
Amore shook the wine in her glass and leaned on the couch to watch the stars light in the dark night outside.
It's dark, dotted with stars above, and neon lights below. Such views have only begun to exist in recent decades. In the past, when they lived in the mountains, they could see the starry sky. I have a winery at home and never worry about running out of food. It is dozens of kilometers away from the neighbors, and the nearest one can only be seen by car for half an hour. At that time, it was so quiet.
The unlit room shimmered with gold. Amore jerked her head back and saw the golden figure appear on the wall of the living room.
"Sometimes I'm really curious, what the hell are you?" If you see it, you won't be afraid, Amore squinted at the seven stars in the corner.
Seven stars glanced at Amore expressionlessly, unsheathed his knives, and sat cross-legged.
Amore: ...... Rub it, can you communicate happily ah, hey!
Frowning, Amore turned her head to ignore him. It was translucent, and even if she did, she didn't have a chance of winning.
Suddenly, the doorbell rang.
Amore was stunned, who is it at this time?
I got up and turned on the light in the living room, and when I walked to the door, I had a double ponytail head in the cat's eyes.
Amore showed a look of disgust, how did this girl of your sister find her home?