"Mrs. Remo, what do you mean......" Luo Hanya's eyes flashed, and he asked expectantly. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

"Giggles, this thing must be the relic of that damn thing."

"That brute has today, too?"

"That devil has finally gone to hell!"

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Mrs. Remo could not tell whether she was laughing or crying, or crying and laughing, and the tears flowed in the folds of her laughter, like stagnant water in the desert, which was inexplicably sad.

"I guess we'd better go a little further, in case, I mean in case it's a trap he's set up......" Luo Hanya whispered his thoughts.

Mrs. Remo was stunned, as if she had not recovered from the emotions she had just had, and she shook her head as if she had just woken up from a dream, only to feel that the headache was unbearable, and even a tearing pain flowed from her brain to every cell in his body.

"I ......" Mrs. Remore was like a little girl who had never experienced such a thing, and for a moment she was a little flustered and a little at a loss, and at this moment she was like a normal woman, weak, tired, and even hesitant. At this moment, she is no longer a strong woman, just the fragile appearance of a middle-aged woman who has lost her husband.

"Madam, we should chase after it at once." Luo Hanya sighed and reminded softly.

"Go, this way, this is the road leading there." Mrs. Remo's body trembled slightly, and she pointed in the direction of the mud path in a panic, and a second before she took a step, she hesitated, turned to Luo Hanya and asked, "Mr. Han, did you say that he may have buried his bones here?" ”

Luo Hanya looked at her empty but hopeful eyes, and couldn't bear to sip away the expectations of a middle-aged woman, he immediately nodded affirmatively, "Of course, madam, it's entirely possible." ”

Of course, it is possible that the guy was buried in this place, but Luo Hanya knew very well in his heart what the real situation was - after all, that guy was so cunning - when he knew that his trick had been exposed and ran away, in order to avoid the pursue, or to paralyze the pursuers, he left the hat he carried on his personal side here on the way to escape, creating the illusion that he died here. It is very likely, or in the very worst case, that he is still safe and alive.

They searched the moor, but could not find any footprints, probably because the mud that had risen from the moor had quickly covered it. Their hearts were heavy, and they continued to search in silence, and in the end they were a little disappointed, and it would be more accurate to express despair.

When they walked down the last stretch of the dirt path and came to the solid ground, they looked more anxiously for the footprints, but there was no sign of them. If the earth is not lying, then Ruel Duntai did not reach his destination yesterday as he struggled through the fog to reach his island of seclusion.

Somewhere in the heart of this moor, which brought death and despair, the filthy yellow mud of the Great Muddy Pool had swallowed him in. This cruel, cold-hearted man was buried forever, unexpectedly, and plausibly.

Luo Hanya let out a long breath, this kind of feeling is very complicated, maybe it is satisfied? Of course, we can also interpret it as an emotion for the bizarre death of such a difficult criminal, "Ma'am, she probably died there, in the same place where we found the hat before." ”

Mrs. Remo's eyes widened suddenly, and she stared at Luo Hanya's face, refusing to look away for a long time, as if there were flowers on his face.

"Ahem, ma'am? Why don't you want to go on? Luo Hanya only felt that his face was a little hot, although he knew that this time was not very good, he still reminded Mrs. Remo.

Mrs. Remo's lips moved slightly, and finally she didn't say anything, only a drop of muddy tears flowed down her cheeks, and she cried silently for a long time, until her eyes were red and swollen from crying, "Mr. Han, I don't think I can go any further, the rest of the journey can only be walked by yourself, I just want to go back immediately, to see my husband's remains, and then go to prison to spend the rest of my years to atone for my sins, I will break some branches as signposts to guide you on the way back......"

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After seeing Mrs. Remo leave, Luo Hanya continued on his way, exploring the mud-filled island where the fellow had hidden his fierce companion, and finding many traces of the fellow.

Luo Hanya passed through a dark passage, and entered the abandoned mine in the dark, and after entering the pit, he only felt that it was suddenly enlightened, it turned out that there was a huge hole at the top of the pit, and the light entered here through the hole.

The pit contains a large steering wheel and a pit half filled with garbage, indicating that it is the site of an abandoned mine. Nearby, there are the remains of a broken miner's hut, and the people who worked the mines were undoubtedly swept away by the stench of the surrounding mire. In a small room, there was a horseshoe, a chain, and a large number of bones of unknown animals, indicating that it was the place where the beast had been hidden. A skeleton, lying between the broken walls, with a clump of gray hair sticking to it.

"A wolf!" Luo Hanya gasped, "Oh my God! This must be a wild wolf from Siberia. ”

Luo Hanya suddenly felt very fortunate at this time, he was glad that Rector had shot the monster in the eye and shattered its head, otherwise he would probably have left here at this time.

Luo Hanya rummaged through it again, and there was nothing left except a big iron can. The tin can was filled with paste, which was undoubtedly a glowing mixture smeared on the brute's body. Of course, the criminal's approach was inspired by the generational tales of the Bach curse, and he intended to scare the two old knights to death.

No wonder the poor old butler Remo, when he saw such a beast scurrying after him from behind in the darkness of the moor, would run and shout like a sir. Of course, if it were him himself, it might be the same, and that's a normal human reaction, no matter how strong you are.

This is indeed a cunning conspiracy, because it not only kills the person who is to be murdered, but also discourages people from investigating such a brute deeply. Many people in the moor may have seen this terrible beast, but who of them would dare to try to get closer? (To be continued.) )