Demon Hunter and His Hut

The room was empty, and even after repeated cleaning, mottled blood stains could still be seen on the ground.

squeak~

The wooden door creaked softly.

Roger entered the room cautiously, and he glanced around vigilantly, but found nothing.

Shaking his head lightly.

It's not here.

Henryk glanced at the time, It's still early, let's keep waiting.

Two rickety chairs were dragged from the other room, Roger and Henrik sat opposite each other, in the dimly lit room, only each other's breathing could be heard.

Will that thing sense that the danger is no longer coming out?

Roger broke the silence.

Evil spirits basically only follow instinct. They don't have the thinking ability of living people. If it's like what you said, it's not evil spirits, but demon spirits.

And it's a very advanced demon spirit.

Hearing this, Roger's heart moved, and he suddenly thought of his beautiful neighbor, Is there no special case?

What exception?

It is a ghost at a lower level, but still has complete thinking ability.

Henrik frowned and thought for a while, then replied, No.

Not as far as I know.

If you really want to know the relevant information, you need to find a psychic medium or an exorcist who really has a heritage.

Exorcist?

Henrik nodded, Unlike us, the exorcist's fighting ability is not too strong, but it has a strong lethality to spirits and demons. They have dealt with ghosts all the year round, and may know some unknown things. secret.

Roger kept it in his mind and didn't ask any further questions.

There was no more talk, and the room became silent again.

Time passed minute by minute, and it soon came to midnight.

Boom!

Suddenly, there was a sound in the corridor on the third floor, and Roger was startled, but before he could stand up, Henrik said calmly, Don't move, don't go anywhere.

We're here waiting for it.

He looked at Roger, You should try your best to take the initiative in the battle, the environment, the terrain, all aspects.

After a while, a fat mouse ran across the corridor, and it seemed that it should have made the sound just now.

After staying tense for a long time, Roger soon felt a little tired, but he knew that the long night had just begun. He stabilized his impetuous spirit, slowed his breathing, and exhaled in a specific rhythm.

In this way, Henrik and Roger sat face to face all night.

Henrik didn't stand up until a ray of fish-mammed white rose from the sky and the first ray of morning light entered the room, It's a little abnormal.

He paced back and forth.

This is not an ordinary evil spirit, maybe someone is manipulating it behind the scenes.

Continue tonight? Roger asked.

Henrik shook his head, That's too passive, we have to take the initiative to find out the identity of the evil spirit first.

There were five people who died here, and it should be one of them.

Roger suddenly thought of a possibility, Could it be Hunnam's wife, Edith?

Henrik thought for a while, Edith died much earlier than the other five, this possibility...

Could it be that Edith was actually dead, and that Hunnam wanted to resurrect her through an occult ritual, and an accident happened in the process, turning her soul into an evil spirit?

Roger made a hypothesis.

That would explain why everyone died but Hunnam was the only one who survived.

An interesting hypothesis...

Henrik stopped turning.

Let's go to the Swamp Town Police Station, where we have the information we want.

The rain has stopped, the sky has cleared,

The road was washed clean, Henrik increased his speed and returned to town in just over an hour.

After solving the breakfast, Roger took the time to call Thomas, but it took a long time for the other end to be connected.

It's wonderful, Roger, from today onwards, you are my friend forever!

On the other end of the phone, Roger couldn't accept Thomas' flattery. What happened? Thinking of the rainstorm last night, Roger asked.

How was your last night?

Beautiful like never before!

It's unbelievable... Roger could even imagine Thomas' face across the phone.

After chatting for a while, Roger sharply heard a humming from the other end of the phone, followed by Thomas' voice, God, the time is almost up!

Thomas said hurriedly, I won't tell you first, I have to hurry up.

Should do it again!

The phone was hung up after speaking.

Roger looked at the phone with a dumbfounded face, but at this moment, Henrik's uncontrollable laughter came from beside him.

Did you do something?

Roger had a bad premonition in his heart.

It's nothing.

Henrik smiled, It's just that you called a call girl for your friend before leaving yesterday.

He whistled happily, He must have had a great time last night~

WTF!

Roger couldn't help but let out a foul language. Is there such an operation?

But then he thought of something.

You didn't just call and didn't give money, did you?

Thomas has nothing but money on his sleeves, and it is estimated that he only has enough money to buy hamburgers and cokes.

Roger couldn't even imagine what would happen to Thomas if he didn't have the money to pay for the meat.

You must know that these girls are all covered by gang forces, do you want to spend money?

Ha ha.

Mentioning money, Henrik's eyes twitched imperceptibly.

how is this possible?

I've already paid my phone bill.

He stepped on the accelerator.

Of course, this money is deducted from your remuneration!

Henryk said fiercely.

At the same time, a beautiful girl escaped as if she had left the wooden house by the lake. Behind her, Thomas had thick dark circles and a look of resentment.

It's all Roger's fault, if it wasn't for that call, the timing would have been right.

Oh... it's a pity.

What happened recently? the girl muttered softly.

Why do you always meet some weird people?

But fortunately, this guest was generous and paid double the amount.

Suddenly thinking of the guy who jumped out of the window and escaped not long ago, the woman hated her teeth for a while.

She scolded secretly, and for the first time felt that she was doing manual labor.

Henrik took out a large pile of documents from the police station, and Roger was not surprised by this scene.

Because he has seen at least 30 documents on Henrik!

Everything from federal agents to wildlife societies, and according to Henrique, the documents are genuine.

This should also be a privilege.

This is the information of all the dead.

Let's see if we can find some clues.

We are not professional psychic mediums, and many methods cannot be used.

Only by determining the identity of the evil spirit can we prescribe the right medicine.