Jung received messages from the other two groups of people almost at the same time. The blood-red-eyed raven shook its body into a puff of black smoke when it met the window, burrowed into the room and turned into a mouse, deftly finding the vampire who was exploring the house with the party, and burrowing into the hem of his cloak.

Kailas, who was at the end, keenly discovered the incident, but was stopped by Jung with a gesture and did not make a statement. The silver-haired elf smiled, made a good motion, and turned his head away from him to say no more. For Jung, as long as the goal is achieved, it can be regarded as smooth, and as for how much it costs, it is secondary.

No matter how keen Rao is cat goblin's senses and profound insight is, he can't think of the ambush and battle that Jian Qi encountered from a mouse, and the environment they are in now is not safe. The house looks to have been abandoned for years, and the decorations and walls on both sides of the corridor have already shown signs of age.

But even the most experienced detective can detect the discord in this declining scene, the dust is not naturally settled, it is the result of some kind of spell or method, and the old appearance of the whole house is a disguise, so that those who accidentally step into it will not realize its true face.

The first to see this was Alice, an expert in the fight against the city's supernatural presences, and the Huntress had shown a good grasp of it from the moment she even entered the door, whether it was the inspection of traps or the discovery of anomalies, she did it naturally. This makes it clear why Jung recruited her into the squad. Now, after walking around the corridor on the second floor, the Huntress motioned for the rest of the group to stay still.

Then he groped for himself by a raised wall, and as a carved petal of a wood flower was pressed into it, the wall silently opened inward, revealing some kind of mechanical mechanism inside. Alice's eyes narrowed, and she reached out to greet the elf snitch, now known as Rotten Fang, who leaped up to the device in three or two steps, with a solemn expression.

The "explosive" elf writes the word with his finger on the dusty wall. The device concealed in the wall has the characteristics of a detonator, and its location indicates that the consequences of its explosion are probably not local, but it is likely to be the hub that connects the other hidden explosives in the house, and once the mechanism is activated, the explosives buried in the house can blow the entire building into the sky.

Sounds alarmist, right? The Swordseeker's team certainly wouldn't think so, because they had stepped into the other party's trap unsuspectingly, and they were almost wiped out.

"Can it be lifted?" Alice gestured to the elf, the code they had agreed upon before they acted. At this point, the enemy may not have noticed the team's intrusion, and if the Snitch can't solve this deadly trap, it's not too late to retreat. With the special situation of rushing streams, even if the explosives in the house are powerful, the scope of the impact will definitely not be too far, otherwise once detonated, it will cause countless troubles.

Rotten Tooth shows a mouth full of rotten teeth and gives a thumbs up to the huntress, which is a generic gesture. I saw that the dwarf moved his fingers slightly, and took out a few small props from the belt he carried, these small props are the necessary lock-picking tools for the snitches, but these pieces of rotten teeth are smaller than the tools of ordinary snitches.

It can't be helped, the ordinary tools are too cumbersome for him, so he has to use this special set of tools to use his craft. However, this is not without benefits, because people with small hands and small tools, rotten teeth can often solve many traps that are so sophisticated that ordinary people can't start.

The one in front of you is one of them, and the traps attached to the explosives are often so fragile that even the setter can detonate them at the slightest touch. To dismantle it requires not only technology, but also absolute patience and extraordinary insight, these abilities are not fixed, the state of people is good and bad, the same problem, put in front of the same person's eyes, different times and different states may give solutions will be very different. And as a class that dances on the tip of a knife, the Snitch must have some means to get themselves into the best shape quickly, and they must focus on the problem at hand, even if it's the blade behind it.

The way to rot your teeth is simple, drink alcohol. And it's the strongest liquor to drink, and it's a big sip when you drink it. The smell of alcohol made Alice frown, she wanted to say something, but was pulled down by Atta in time, no one here wanted to die, Rotten Tooth must have his reason and need to do this. The elf put away the flask and turned to the female swordsman to nod in greeting, his eyes surprisingly clear, although his cheeks were crimson from the alcohol and the tips of his ears were stained with blood.

No one knows what this elf has been about, what a high-spirited snitch he was, until he was reduced to self-defeat, and only in wine can he find himself.

Jung didn't care about the elves dismantling the traps, it didn't matter to him whether they exploded or not, and the mighty Bloodclan was not afraid of fire and impact, so he now preferred to focus on searching for the key points of the mission. That is, those who set the traps. It is not surprising that in a short period of time they have gathered enough people, and that the appeal of many cults is astonishing, because their preachers never skimp on miracles.

Seeing is believing, this sentence is like the truth for many people, the question is, what is the eye here, what is the reality, the phenomenon and the essence, often have a paradoxical distortion.

Kailas watched the team silently, Alice and Atta stared nervously at Rotten Tooth, and the one-armed Joe stood on the other side with an indifferent look, a corner from which the explosion would never escape. This means that either he absolutely believes in the abilities of the dwarfs, or he simply doesn't care if he lives or dies.

The answer is probably the latter, through this observation, the cat goblin has never seen a single fighting spirit or other positive thing in this man, he is like a puppet without a soul, as for his soul, he may have been torn apart in the arena by his opponent along with his dominant hand.

The black cat stared at the nearest window and began to rehearse in his mind how to throw Atta out of the room in the shortest possible time, which might be redundant and could save the swordswoman's life. Jung noticed Kailas, shrugging at the cat elf and making a relaxed expression, which he meant, "Trust the man I found, he can be trusted." ”

As if to confirm the movements of the blood clan, with a crisp but faint sound, the dwarf let out a breath. He turned his head to make a gesture to the members, and the tools in his hands were turned back to his waist. When the two ladies saw this scene, they couldn't help but give a light high-five, and Alice's face looked much better at Rotten Tooth.

Unlike them, though, Jung walked slowly to the front of the line, interrupting the small celebration, and he reached out and pointed to the floor, the meaning of which was already self-evident.