That arm was wrapped in a black coat, which looked inconspicuous in the night, and if it weren't for a slightly reflective ring on his index finger, Ji Qiu might have ignored it directly.

He stopped, looked around again, and after making sure that there was no one, he pulled out the pistol at his waist and slowly walked around the corner.

As the distance got closer, the smell of blood in his nose became more and more intense, Ji Qiu waited intently, and his gaze moved along the blood stains to the palm at the front of his arm.

The complexion of the palm is unusually pale, and the knuckles are thin and slender, looking like a girl's Qianqian jade fingers, but the slightly thick bones on the wrist are protruding, but it is telling Ji Qiu very clearly that this is a man's palm.

This kind of delicate fingers has only been seen on the body of the blood clan, except for some idol male stars who are maintained all year round.

Not far from the door, he stopped, thought for a moment, took out a miniature flashlight from his pocket with his right hand, pointed it in the direction of the house, and pressed the button with a click.

With a slight sound, the electric light tilted on the floor in the room, illuminating a large area of bright red liquid, Ji Qiu turned the direction downward, and what caught his eye again was a human face as white as paper.

It was a terrible death, his mouth was wide open, his forehead was bruised, his eyes were straight, as if he had seen something horrified at the moment before he died, and a long streak of blood ran from the left side of his face down the bridge of his nose, splitting the whole face in half from left to right.

Looking at the two long fangs in the other party's mouth, some conjectures flashed in Ji Qiu's mind, he swept the flashlight around the room, and what he saw from inside confirmed his guess even more.

On the floor around the room, several other corpses in different positions lay on the ground. Among them were men and women, some in good shape, some with severed limbs, and even fragments of corpses scattered around them. But without exception, their physical characteristics are similar to those of the first corpse, and they are all wearing black trench coats.

"The secret sentry left here by the blood clan waiting to be answered has been removed......" Looking at the group of unfortunate guys in front of him, Ji Qiu thought to himself, suddenly his ears moved, his right hand quickly turned off the flashlight, and after looking up, a dodge rushed into the room.

With his feet on the bloody water, there was a soft snapping sound, Ji Qiu paused, jumped to the left, and jumped to the bookcase in the corner like an agile ape.

With both hands pressing on the counter, frustrating the dust on his hands, Ji Qiu scolded secretly, moved his body, and the whole person lay low on the top of the bookcase, silently waiting.

Not long after, with the sound of footsteps coming from far and near, in the hazy moonlight, a dark shadow gradually extended from outside the house.

It was a werewolf in a state of transformation, and as soon as the other party poked out his head, Ji Qiu confirmed his identity.

The werewolf carried two Bloodclan corpses on his back, one in his mouth, his fur as if he had just been bathed in blood, and his eyes were red in the darkness.

The werewolf flipped his back, kicked his right foot up, kicked the two corpses aside like kicking balls, and then shook his head, throwing the guy in his mouth to the ground, and without looking, one turned around and walked out again.

"Do you use this place as a garbage dump......" Ji Qiu waited quietly for a while, put down the pistol aimed at in his hand, supported his right arm, and his body quietly fell to the ground, raised his feet and slowly walked to the door of the house, leaned on the door frame and looked out, after confirming that the other party had walked away, he stepped out of the house with one step.

Thinking about the other party's casual movements just now, and then looking at the corpses all over the ground, he suddenly realized that nine out of ten of the blood clans waiting to be answered here had been killed by the werewolves. If that were the case, then what they should have done now would be to hide the corpse and wait quietly for Akaria's group to take the bait.

After rubbing his feet on the black clothes on the corpse, and confirming that there would be no footprints, Ji Qiu stretched out his watch to look at the time, and then made a decision, turned around and quickly returned to the original path against the corner of the wall, all the way to the previous place, and then he looked at the direction, shrank and quietly went to the platform where Akalia and his party would arrive in the intelligence.

"Thirty-two guards, two recorders, one researcher, five cronies, three dependents, and Akaria, a total of forty-four." The information that the old man had given him crossed his mind again, and the devil knows how this guy got so much information as if he was hanging up, and even the most secret personnel would be recorded. However, he didn't ask too much, no matter how accurate the information was, the protagonists tonight were werewolves and vampires, and all he had to do was to fish in troubled waters during the duel between the two sides, confirm whether the werewolf side was capable of killing Akaria, and if he failed, he would just step forward and mend the knife.

Hiding in the shadows, a few strange noises came from far and near, and after bypassing an abandoned container dump, Ji Qiu found that a quiet wilderness gradually revealed in front of him, and on the wilderness, a black railroad track spread all the way from the distance, branching into three routes not far from the station, one of which meandered into a platform to his left.

He paused, as if he had suddenly remembered something, and quickly stopped.

The fork was the middle of the train, and it was common sense that if the werewolves wanted to kill Arkaria without fail, they would wait until the train had completely stopped and fallen into the siege before they could act. That is, there is a high probability that they will carry out an assassination in the platform.

And their behavior of cleaning the eyeliner just now also proves this.

Ji Qiu sighed, he didn't have to think about it, now the target platform was 100% full of a large group of hungry werewolves, and as soon as the train arrived, they would pounce together and tear the group of guys in the car to pieces.

In other words, the platform must not be entered, let alone entered, even if you stand in a headwind position close to the outside of the platform, you may be detected by the sensitive sense of smell of the other party.

Ji Qiu raised his watch again and looked at it, and found that there were still four or five minutes away from the estimated arrival time of the train in the information, he thought about it, turned over and jumped onto the top of an abandoned cargo box, then turned over and lay down, took a deep breath, and silently adjusted his state while paying attention to the movement in the distance.

Anyway, he has to wait for the werewolf to make the first move, and he is not in a hurry.

It wasn't until ten minutes later that a loud long whistle in the distance interrupted his meditation.

As soon as he raised his head, he saw a black flute train in the distance coming along the tracks, getting closer and closer, and then turning towards ...... Turn into the platform on the right.

“…… What's the situation, isn't it on the left" Ji Qiu frowned, "Old man, what the are you doing......"