[Comprehensive] Love and Hunter

The next day, Yuna wakes up sleepily from her dream.

The morning in the town was still cloudy and rainy. She yawned, brushed her teeth and washed her face, and walked down the creaking stairs to eat.

Hisoka had already left, leaving behind only a few cards beside the pillow.

Before she went to bed, she had arranged today's plan to visit Mr. Crenshaw in the villa under the name of her former mentor in the name of visiting friends, and then try to get the remaining pages of the sonata from the Crenshaw family.

The hotel's sound insulation was poor, and from a distance, she could hear the landlady talking to a female tenant in a fuss.

The landlady's voice was high-pitched and thin, like a needle scratching the eardrum; no matter how trivial things were, she could make a fuss.Moreover, she was cutting bacon again; her sharp voice coupled with the crisp sound of the knife falling on the cutting board made Yuna frown even more.

"How could such a thing happen? That's the guards of the Crenshaw family and his family. They are much more dignified than the mayor's family. The little thieves can't get through the cracks of his house. This must be the ghost's revenge for the Crenshaw family. There used to be a cemetery in my manor."

The landlady's voice was as thin as ever.But what she said made Yuna feel slightly uneasy.She stepped on the stairs, went down to the first floor, and asked "what happened?"

The landlady's shriek, like scraping a china plate, stopped abruptly.Holding a bag of bacon, she turned her head to see Yuna, and said, "The Crenshaw family on the mountain has all disappeared."

"Disappeared." Yuna frowned, "What happened?"

The landlady's chatty interest was heightened by the fact that she was being heard.She wiped her greasy hands on the apron, and said what happened on the mountain, "You know the Crenshaw family, the richest people in our town."

"I know." Yuna said, sitting down at the table.

At the dining table, another female lodger was reading a newspaper.She wears round-rimmed glasses, her hair is permed in thin curls, and she looks like a rigid nun.Impatient with the landlady's noise, she frowned and said "Is the toast ready?"

The landlady is still chattering, "Just yesterday afternoon, some tourists visited the exhibition hall of the Crenshaw family. Mr. Crenshaw collected a lot of precious collections, such as jewelry, the king's funeral objects, ancient weapons and so on. I didn’t see anything, the entire exhibition hall became empty, the guards, the service staff, and the exhibits were all gone.” While speaking, she did not forget to do things, and she put a plate of baked goods with bacon sandwiched between them. The bread was handed to the nun, "Miss Wallace, this is toast."

The coffee cup in Yuna's hand shook, and the coffee splashed out a drop of brown liquid.

She muttered "it's true"

"Yeah, people from the Security Bureau investigated all night yesterday. Now the mountain has been sealed and we are no longer allowed to go in." The landlady's mouth opened and closed quickly, "The members of the Crenshaw family are also. No one was found. , it’s like traveling together.”

Yuna's hand paused slightly, although her complexion did not change, her heart was full of suspicion.

what happened

Hearing what the landlady said was true, it seemed that this matter was true.Members of the Crenshaw family disappeared for unknown reasons, and the precious collections of the exhibition hall also disappeared, which naturally included the remaining pages of her target sonata.

Could it be some greedy gangster who did it?

The landlady came over with a coffee pot and refilled Yuna's coffee. "Oh, by the way, one of my nephews works as a clerk at the security bureau. I heard from his phone call in the morning that there was only one item in the entire exhibition hall that survived the accident."

The mean nun with glasses finally has some interest.She asked, "What is left behind, that the thief would not look at?"

"I heard it's a pair of bracelets, which King III's funeral objects." The landlady looked confused.She doesn't understand cultural relics and history, and she can't remember the king's name.

Yuna's pupils shrank slightly.

"The burial object in the tomb of Creech III, a bracelet in the shape of a snake biting its tail," she murmured.

"Ah, yes, yes, yes, yes," the landlady exclaimed happily. "As expected of someone who has been to the exhibition, he really knows what's there better than me. Is it because the security measures for this pair of bracelets are so good that they haven't been stolen? Is it strange?"

Yuna lowered her head, staring blankly.

She whispered softly, like catkins, "No. The reason why it was left is because it is a fake."

That pair of bracelets is a fake.

Not true, and therefore of no value for theft, was left behind.

At this moment, many images were connected in Yuna's mind.

"There's nothing fancy about this bracelet. It's a fake," Kuroro said in Crenshaw's gallery. "Of course there are ways to tell."

"What's Kuroro's job?" In the restaurant, Yuna asked Kuroro, holding a knife and fork.

"Well," Kuroro thought for a while, "it's work dealing with archaeology and collections."

"My work here has been completed." Before leaving, Kuroro said, "We will meet again."

That guy is really not an ordinary scholar.

The nun with glasses had finished her breakfast, and the landlady took back the butter-stained dinner plate and put it in the sink to wash it up.She rambled on, and then began to talk about the news she heard from her nephew, "I can't find the culprit, because there is no trace at the scene. Let me tell you, this is the ghost's revenge."

Yuna sighed a little and put down the coffee cup.

She had already figured out many things, and she also knew that she was probably deceived by Kuroro's gentle appearance.However, this is not his fault, after all, he never said anything like "I am a good person" from the beginning to the end.

Now, the remaining pages of that sonata are probably in Kuroro's hands.I don't know where he went

She got up and left the dining table, and said to the landlady, "I'm going to check out and leave in the afternoon."

"Hey" the landlady's hands were covered with dish soap foam, "Didn't you book the room for a month?"

"Don't worry, I don't want a deposit. The rest of the item costs will be paid honestly." Yuna raised a credit card, "Deduct whatever you want, I don't care about the money."

Yuna left the Cotswolds, and finally no longer had to be shrouded in continuous rain all day long.

Not far from the Cotswolds, it is a small town with a road style.The precipitation here is much less than that in the Cotswolds, so that the sun is so hot that people are a little dizzy.

Yuna carried the suitcase and pushed open the door of the bar on the side of the road.

Although it is a bar, there are no dazzling neon signs and loud and harsh music, only a cool and clean bar counter and a row of empty high stools.The boss, dressed like a cowboy, hums and wipes glasses behind the counter.

"Welcome, what do you want?" The boss greeted Yuna.

"I don't drink." Yuna said, "Is there any soda or something?"

"Of course." The boss hummed a tune and went back to get a soda bottle from the freezer.

Yuna sat down on the high stool, turned on her phone, and tried to search for some information.

She wants to do some intelligence gathering for the next plan.

Kurolo, Kurolo, what is it, Pipiru or Garuru?

Oh yes, Kuroro Rushiru.

She typed this name in the search bar, and the information that popped up surprised her a little. It was the leader of the Phantom Brigade, a wanted A-level criminal gang.So far there is no portrait photo, and the rest of the information is empty. Even the name is not exact, and many people think it is false.

Her eyes swept over the piece of information, and she felt a little funny in her heart.

That guy Ku Luoluo dared to use this name to deal with her, and he didn't know whether he should be called bold or honest

Unfortunately, she forgot to take a photo with Kuroro.Otherwise, this frontal photo of the head of the Phantom Brigade can sell for a lot of money.

She was scrolling down the page with her thumb, when a young and bright voice came from beside her, "Are you interested in the Phantom Troupe?"

Yuna was slightly startled, raised her head, and saw a young blond man sitting next to her at some point.He had pale blue eyes and a youthful-looking face, like one of those cute, kind boy-next-door, but with well-muscled arms.

Finding Yuna looking at him, he touched the top of his head and said apologetically, "I didn't mean to look at your phone by accident."

"It's not very interesting. It's just curiosity." Yuna put away her phone, "Such a mysterious organization makes people a little curious. Especially the leader, Kurologaruru, is even more fascinating." Curious."

The blond young man seriously corrected, "It's Lu Xilu."

"Okay, Chrollorusiru." Yuna said.

"Ice soda is here." The boss finally took out the drink he wanted from the freezer and put it in front of Yuna.He said boldly, "There will be no charge for this cup, and it will be given to you, the beautiful lady."

"Hey" Yuna froze for a moment, then smiled softly, "That's not good. I can't take advantage of you."

The boss laughed and said, "It's all right, it's not short of this money."

The blond young man frowned slightly.He looked at a large glass of paid beer in front of him, and muttered in a low voice, "It's really unfair, can't I be free?"

The boss shook his cigar and said boldly, "This is a special discount for women. Brother, you are still young. When you grow up, you will be proud of treating guests and paying for them."

"Little brother" the blond young man's mouth twitched.He points to himself and asks Yuna, "Do I look small?"

Yuna picked up the ice soda and nodded elegantly, "You are a high school student, right? The kind of student who is very good at sports."

Knight.