Mu Fei and Zhang Jin quietly walked to the edge of the pier by the moonlight, looking at the ships docked on the shore in front of them.

I picked one of the ships I had just observed, found a corner that was not easy to find, turned over and went to the deck.

By this time, most of the fishermen and crew had returned to their homes, and the boats parked on the dock were silent, except for the sound of the water and the creaking of the hull as it swayed with the current, only the faint sound of the footsteps and breathing of the two men as they walked could be heard.

The iron door of the cabin was securely locked, and the two of them circled the deck, not finding anything suspicious.

Zhang Jin walked to the edge of the boat and climbed over the guardrail, and jumped on the boat next to him with his long legs.

As soon as Mu Fei wanted to follow, he saw Zhang Jin wave his hand at him, pointed in the other direction, and motioned for him to go to the boat on the other side.

The two of them will work separately to find it faster.

Mu Fei understood what Zhang Jin meant, but he was also worried about the safety of the other party, and after thinking about it, he said softly: "If you meet the murderer, don't take action on your own, contact me first and wait for me to arrive." ”

Mu Fei was worried that if Zhang Jin faced the demon alone, without the premise of a demon hunting weapon, even if the sheriff's personal ability was strong, he would not be able to give the demon a fatal blow, and the danger he would face would be great.

Zhang Jin was stunned at first after hearing Mu Fei's words, and then sneered and said, "I didn't expect that I was actually underestimated by a hairy boy." ”

"I'm not ......" Mu Fei just wanted to explain, but was interrupted by the other party.

"I know what you mean." Zhang Jin put away his smile and said in a cold voice with a serious expression, "If the murderer is really a demon, I will inform you." After speaking, without waiting for Mu Fei to answer, he jumped off the side of the boat and continued to search.

Mu Fei knew that this person was not a reckless man who was easy to be impulsive and liked to be strong, and his empirical skills were above him, so he would definitely be able to distinguish the importance of things. So he didn't say anything more, and turned and walked to the boat on the other side.

After looking at several ships in a row and not finding anything suspicious, Mu Fei felt a little anxious.

Originally, he was not good at investigative work, and he was afraid that he would miss any important clues, so he didn't dare to miss any corner of any ship, so he could only search one by one.

Thinking of this, he clenched his wrist, hoping that the pattern on his wrist would give him a hint. It is a pity that until now his weapons have not reacted in the slightest.

sighed, looked back behind him, and didn't know if Zhang Jin had found anything on his side. However, the other party has not contacted him so far, and there must have been no progress either.

I had to keep looking forward.

While quietly dodging the occasional passing patrol watchman, he rolled over and boarded the side of another ship. Mu Fei felt that it was not a way to continue to look for it like this, he had to adopt the method he was good at.

Standing on the railing with his back to the embankment, the cool damp breeze across the river hit his cheeks, blowing his clothes and making a hunting sound. Mu Fei narrowed his eyes and quietly breathed in the air with the smell of fish and river water.

There seemed to be a strange smell in the air, and he frowned tightly, feeling that the smell was somewhat familiar. He closed his eyes, twitched his nose twice, and turned his neck slightly around to carefully distinguish the damp smell.

After the Demon Hunting Weapon fused in his flesh and blood, his five senses became much more sensitive than ordinary people, especially his sense of smell, which could always smell things that he couldn't smell before.

Suddenly, Mu Fei opened his eyes violently and rushed quickly in the direction he had just been advancing.

He leaped forward on his long legs, jumping up and down in the middle of the boat, like an agile seabird, spreading his wings and turning into a black shadow and speeding forward.

The closer he got, the stronger the smell, the more certain he was that he wasn't mistaken.

It was the smell of flesh and corpses, the rancid smell of evil blood that was unique to the demon's eating places. Only those who have experienced it can discern the rich sin mixed in the air.

Zhang Jin was right, the demon was indeed hiding in these ships.

Although out of place, Mu Fei's mind conjured up images of the first time he saw the demon eating people, in the abandoned warehouse, the demon pretending to be an interviewer eating its food in front of him.

There was a sudden spasm in the stomach, and the gastric juice was churning up and down, Mu Fei covered his mouth and tried to suppress the disgusting feeling, but it backfired. He had no choice but to stop, and he leaned on the side of the boat and retched twice.

A few breaths of air made his nausea creep into his nose, stimulating every nerve in his body.

Mu Fei, you can't be so weak! You are now a hunter, a warrior and must stand up and fight the demons!

After reciting a few words to myself in my heart, the nausea and nervousness in my heart gradually improved.

It's really strange, whether it's facing the illusory demons in the formation in the special training, or facing a large number of real C-class demons in the mission of the summoning order, there is no such situation even when facing the dew rock, why is this suddenly happening now?

In fact, he didn't understand that except for the few times he got along with Lu Yan, every time he faced the demon before, there would always be other comrades-in-arms around him, which invisibly shared the pressure in his heart.

But this does not mean that the previous pressures do not exist, on the contrary, they are full of accumulation in his heart.

More than a year ago, Mu Fei was just an ordinary college graduate, and suddenly his life changed drastically, and he became a hunter who fought demons, and this change was not something that could be fully adapted to in a while.

Living with darkness that ordinary people can't imagine all day long, this kind of fear that is difficult for ordinary people to access every moment brings to his heart, and the impact on his heart is also something that no one else can experience.

Now that it was the first time he had gone on a mission alone, the first time he had faced a real enemy alone, and the pressure that had been buried deep in his heart suddenly erupted.

However, in Mu Fei's bones, hidden under the gentle appearance is a perseverance and tenacity. Although he felt the intense tension and depression that almost made him vomit, he was not frightened by it, and he did not have the slightest intention of backing down.

Wiping his mouth indiscriminately, Mu Fei stood up.

Through this brief outburst, the fear and pressure that he had buried deep in his heart for so long were vented, and it made his heart more calm.

Only by overcoming his own heart can he embark on this endless dark road without hesitation and continue to move forward.

Soon, Mu Fei flew over the side of the boat and landed on the bow of a small fishing boat, and the strong and rich smell of blood and fish was mixed together, and he could hardly open his eyes.

This is it.

After a general glance, as he had expected before, there was a medium-sized fishing boat similar to the Fang family's yacht in front of him, whether it was long or short, tall or short, or the draft when empty, the two boats were almost the same.

But compared to the luxurious new yacht, the fishing boat in front of me looks very old and shabby.

Mu Fei jumped off the bow of the boat lightly, his feet on the deck without making a sound. He looked around, and the fishing boats looked quiet under the moonlight.

With the sound of the river flowing, he stood on tiptoe and cautiously moved to the door of the cabin.

Through the iron doors and windows, the cabin was silently dark, and almost nothing could be seen.

Try turning the doorknob, the iron door is not locked.

Looking left and right to make sure that there was no one around, Mu Fei gently pushed the iron door open. The sound of squeaking metal rubbing against it is particularly harsh on the silent river.

Mu Fei paused for a few seconds, and saw that there was no movement inside, so he stepped forward and walked in.

The cramped cabin was pitch black, and the closed doors and windows prevented air from circulating, making it damp and dreary.

At this moment, he couldn't help but think of the jungle in the dark night, although it was quiet, but everywhere was full of danger.

His eyes quickly adjusted to the darkness, and the outlines of the objects around him gradually appeared in front of his eyes.

Suddenly, without warning, a pale upside-down face jumped into his sight.