Chapter Seventy-Two: Duke
Monsters are picky eaters!
When Tik was taken captive, the infant 'Helken' spit out half of the horse that had been eaten.
and in the previous incident of the disappearance and murder of the policeman, the one who was Kurz's 'substitute for the dead' should have also been vomited.
Eating the living 'food' but eating the dead?
Unless, 'Helken' is a scavenger.
And this possibility is not impossible, but it needs to be confirmed.
But something more important: if the monster-level 'Helken' doesn't eat these corpses, then the remaining monsters raised by Kurtz won't be able to eat the 'disappeared corpses' to the rest of the corpses!
The size of the 'Laugher' and 'Trickster' determines how much they eat.
Even if there are quite a few of them, they can't eat hundreds or thousands of corpses in a short period of time.
'Submariner'?
The body size is very large, and most of the time it remains in a normal state.
'Tungsten Greyhound' and 'Kmetia' are also not heavy eaters.
So......
Someone is laying it out!
Or rather, someone is misleading him!
Gave him a reason.
And the real 'vanished corpse'?
Jason thought of this and looked at Bundy.
"I have a few doubts that need to be confirmed."
"Wait for me in a moment."
"Finch, carriage."
After Jason finished speaking, he shouted directly at the young man.
"Got it, Excellency Jason."
The young man, who had long been accustomed to driving for Jason, immediately ran outside.
Jason, on the other hand, made a 'careful' gesture to Bundy without a trace before walking away quickly.
The sheriff was unconsciously alert.
"Lockdown the scene for the time being!"
"Leave the necessary guards behind, and the rest are all gone."
Bundy issued orders.
Suddenly, everyone did as they were told.
Ferrimon leaned over and asked quietly:
"Don't you need some explosives?"
"I'm a good grenadier!"
As he spoke, Ferimon made a gesture of throwing.
"Ferimon, you're a dentist."
Bundy reminded his advisor.
"Are you doubting my ability to work part-time?"
Ferimon asked rhetorically in a serious tone.
"No, no, no!"
"I don't doubt your part-time ability."
"I just haven't seen you pull your teeth."
Bundy waved his hand and turned to walk out, he swore that he would never see Ferimon in his life, but Ferimon was right, it would be better to get some explosives just in case.
……
"Excellency Jason, where are we going?"
Finch, who jumped into the driver's seat, asked.
"Pea Street."
Jason replied.
Of the people Jason knew, the only one who might know anything about 'Helken' was the old sir.
As for Tanier?
Jason asked.
However, Tanir was clearly unfamiliar with such monsters and could not answer at all.
As for whether the old knight will answer his question?
Or was the old knight's kindness disguised?
Jason didn't think about it at all.
Because......
Not at all!
If just everything is 'layout'.
Then, at this moment, his behavior has already been taken into account, and on the premise that the 'layout' is recognized, the other party will definitely take action.
So, it's hard for him to really get to Pea Street.
Moreover, once the other party acts, it can also indirectly prove that this matter has little to do with the old sir, although the kindness shown by the other party is still open to discussion.
But what if he did make it to Pea Street?
That's the worst-case scenario.
Either the arranger is the old knight.
Or someone who doesn't take the old jazz seriously at all.
Either way, Jason would choose to turn around and go.
And then......
Real-name reporting!
Bones.
Amid the sound of wheels, it is getting closer and closer to Pea Street.
Jason is also becoming more and more vigilant.
After checking the magazines of all the firearms, Jason placed the broadbladed machete on his knee and pulled out the new hockey mask that the old jazz had given him.
Jason's palm stroked the new hockey mask.
There is no difference between the new and the original shape, and the material is better.
Slowly picking up the hockey mask, just as Jason was about to put the hockey mask on his face, the carriage suddenly stopped.
"Excellency Jason, someone is blocking the way!"
Finch's voice rang out.
Then came an unfamiliar voice.
"I'm sorry, Lord Jason."
"I had to stop your carriage."
"I'd love to be able to talk to you."
The other party said politely.
The corners of Jason's mouth curled.
He put away the broad-bladed short-handled machete, put the hockey hockey mask beside him, and said straightforwardly, "Yes." ”
With Jason's consent, a well-dressed man appears outside the car door.
The other party wore gold-wire glasses, a silk high hat on his head, a white shirt, a beige waistcoat, a blue-black jacket, pants were also beige, and the shoes were leather shoes, without the slightest smudge, reflecting a faint leather light.
In his hand, he holds a cane.
Although Jason had already obtained permission, the other party did not open the door directly, but changed the cane from holding it in his right hand to putting it under his left armpit.
Then, with his free right hand, the other party knocked on the car door.
Knock, knock.
Very rhythmic percussion.
Not in a hurry.
Then, the other man took a step back and waited for Jason to open the door.
After Jason opened the door, the sudden visitor took off his hat and placed it on his left side, covering his cane, and bowed slightly.
"Venture to visit you."
"I'm so sorry."
"Can we talk in the carriage?"
As he spoke, he looked inside the carriage and waited for Jason's signal.
When Jason nodded again, the other man stepped into the carriage.
"I'm Duke!"
"I thought it was a careful arrangement, but I didn't expect it to be directly recognized by you."
"Sure enough, he deserves to be the 'night watchman'."
After entering the carriage, the other party said very simply after sitting down.
In the words, there is an obvious compliment.
But Jason's vigilance didn't let up at all.
Whether it is the other party's set of etiquette just now, or the compliment at the moment, it is a kind of disguise in Jason's opinion, and anyone who really believes that a person who can make a bunch of corpses to disguise in a short period of time is a gentleman of etiquette, then he is sick in the brain.
Therefore, Jason remained calm.
He looked at the other party and suddenly asked:
"What does 'Helken' eat?"
"Helken loves meat, but it needs to be high-quality meat, especially in the juvenile and growing stages."
The man named Duke replied, as if instinctively.
Then, suddenly, he patted his forehead.
"I see."
"I was really negligent, I didn't expect Kurtz, the 'new beast trainer', to have a juvenile 'Helken'!"
The other party replied with a smile on his face and a hint of regret in his eyes.
It seems to be really annoyed by this mistake.
However, Jason's eyes were full of coldness.
The other party is lying.
Because, he smelled the other party's body belonging......
The taste of 'Helken'!
intense,
Fragrance!