"Missing?"

"What do you mean you're missing?"

Diko looked at the information in his hand and looked up at the member in front of him.

"Your Excellency Hunter, as written on paper, the targets of the 'Flame Brothers', 'Bearmen', and 'Hair Demons' have all disappeared on Route 12."

"I know it's incredible, but that's how it turned out."

The member of the funeral club replied solemnly.

As a member of the Funeral Society in charge of the Intelligence Division, even if Puke was transferred to the Yancheng Branch, his former vigilance and instinct did not disappear.

He had a premonition that something big was about to happen.

"Didn't our people find anything?"

Dick asked unwillingly.

"You know, even a real hunter needs to be careful when dealing with those guys, let alone ordinary club members who just rely on props."

"It's not easy for them to get the message back."

Puck couldn't help but smile wryly.

Diko was similarly silent, without any intention of rebuttal.

Because, that's what it is.

In the face of those demons and half-demons, even he didn't dare to have any carelessness.

Not to mention the ordinary people who have just been trained and use some props.

"What's going on there?"

"Is it related to 2567?"

"Or what the hell is the Thorn of Penetration up again?"

The thoughts that kept popping up in his heart made Dick unable to stay any longer.

"I'll investigate it myself!"

"Tell the news here to Lord 'Lian' truthfully."

With that, Dick walked out.

"Okay."

Puck nodded, and as Dico's back vanished, he immediately began to redraft the document for the 'Demon Hunter'.

And when the funeral society was acting, some people in Yancheng were also acting.

In a dark alley, Abnay leaned against the dirty wall, carrying a brown paper bag, patiently waiting for the trader to arrive.

About ten minutes later, a figure cautiously approached.

The other party first probed his brain outside the alley, and when he saw Abney's figure, he seemed to be relieved and walked in quickly.

"You're late."

Abney said, his dark, fleshy face trembling like a shark about to open its bloody mouth.

Abney has enough patience, but that doesn't mean Abney will willingly wait for someone who is late.

The person who was late immediately took a step back in horror, and said again and again: "Oak has been tracking down too closely recently, I want to ask him, and I have to spend more time." ”

"It's your business, not a reason for me to wait here."

Abney waved his hand as he spoke.

The guy who was late immediately slammed into the wall on one side, and the bones in his body made a crisp sound before his whole body slowly slid down.

"This is just a reminder!"

"If there is a ...... next time"

Abney didn't finish, but the implicit meaning in his words was enough to explain everything.

"Don't worry!"

"Not anymore!"

"I swear!"

I don't know how many people have broken bones, they didn't die, they didn't even have pain, but because of this, this guy became more and more frightened, crawled there, and said motionlessly.

"Good."

Abnay nodded and casually threw the brown paper bag in his hand in front of the other party, and then, took out two rolls of banknotes from the other party's pocket, and walked out without looking back.

As for what will happen to that guy?

Abney didn't care.

He just wants to achieve his goal.

Walking out of the alley, Abney turned two blocks and went straight into a small underground bar.

There are no signboards and no conspicuous signs.

Except for regular customers, no one will find this place at all.

In other words, it only accepts regular customers.

Walking to the bar, Abney sat down beside Shackly.

The well-dressed and handsome Sarkly was out of place in the slightly dirty environment of the small bar, but the other party poured himself a drink leisurely, even under the gaze of Abney, and did not change until a glass of wine bottomed out, and the other party looked at Abney.

"You need to change your habits."

"Otherwise, it's easy to be targeted."

"This is not our territory."

Shackry said this, but without the slightest nervousness, he poured himself another glass of wine.

"I'm done."

"What about yours?"

Abnay snatched the glass and stared at the other with a gloomy face.

If he could, Abney would never want to form a team with Sarkly in front of him to complete such a life-and-death task.

It's not that the other side is not strong enough.

In fact, in the entire 'Thorn of Penetration', Sarkly is as strong as he is.

But the other party's attitude is something that Abnay doesn't like.

Pretentious, lazy.

And......

Not reliable enough.

That's right, it's just unreliable.

From the first time he saw Shackly, Abnay didn't think of the other party as a reliable guy who could be trusted with his back.

Therefore, Abney is not willing to have too much contact with the other party.

Just like at this moment, Abnay couldn't wait to know the progress of the other party's mission, and then, he was ready to leave immediately, and made plans that he would never meet the other party again until the mission really started.

"My mission?"

"Of course it's done."

"However, I found something more interesting...... You're not ready to hear it? ”

Before Shackry could finish speaking, Abney had already gotten up and left, looking at Abney's back, Shackry asked loudly.

"Not interested."

Abney, as he wished, not only did not stop, but also hastened the speed of leaving.

Shackley, who was holding his glass, shook his head and sighed softly.

"What a pity!"

"You'll be interested to hear that the pursuers who came to 'Kill the Birds' are missing."

"But ......"

"That 'Dead Bird' is really very concerning!"

Taking a sip of the liqueur in his glass, Thackry muttered to himself.

The other party's handsome face, with such a self-talk, a touch of weirdness emerged.

But soon, the other party returned to normal and continued to sit there and pour himself a drink.

……

On the side of the main building of the police station, in front of the two-story detached building, the old inspector Oak frowned and pushed the door in.

The recent Yancheng is not peaceful.

Those who were supposed to be in their respective ranges became eager to try.

Fighting, grabbing territory.

It's almost the constant leitmotif in the lives of those bastard guys.

But it's also cyclical.

Unless it's a big one. There was something unexpected suddenly, otherwise, it would only be a small fight, and there would not be friction as frequent as now.

Based on past experience, the old detective can be sure that if this continues, it will definitely turn into a large-scale conflict.

"What's going on?"

Suspicious, the old detective pushed the door in.

Then he saw a figure in the room.

Subconsciously, the old detective reached for the pistol on his waist.

However, when he saw the other party's face clearly, a touch of joy appeared on the old detective's face, but then the old detective, who thought of something, immediately closed the door, and looked around through the self-made cat's eye to make sure that no one was paying attention here, and then turned around and walked towards the guests in the room.

"How dare you come back?"