Facing the big man from the watcher Committee, hardy looked very nervous and straightened his back and said, "report sir! Vice captain Lydia has been killed in battle. Now the team is under the full command of demon hunter intern Cole Walker!"


    "Cole walker? Strange name. Where is he?"


    The little man swallowed his saliva nervously, quietly pointed to Cole who was as if there were no one else, and said humbly, "he is Cole walker. Maybe he was too tired last night, so... So..."


    I haven''t finished yet.


    Cole''s lazy voice sounded under the newspaper.


    "Don''t hide it for me, Hardy. They owe you and me two lives. The tragedy caused by the witch is fully investigated by the exile sequence action team of the psychic investigation department.


    Tut Tut, I thought everyone in the intelligence analysis section had a holiday. "


    Face criticism.


    Chaz didn''t say anything. He still said with a straight face, "where''s the rest of the team?"


    Hardy said, "Carter and Dowell are still alive, but their souls have been sucked dry. I tie them to my arms..."


    The poor, senseless little man''s voice was mercilessly interrupted again.


    Chaz nodded slightly. "I see. The four of you take them back to headquarters immediately. It may be saved. As for Mr. walker, can I talk to you alone?"


    "Yes."


    Before leaving the hotel, Chaz took a deep look at the fallen witch puppet.


    Come to a deserted corner.


    The stern old gentleman took the lead in saying, "first of all, I must apologize to you for my colleagues in the intelligence group. It''s about witches. Their early analysis and research are too hasty to lead to this situation.


    Then I want to know what happened to the dead witch puppet? "


    Cole gathered his pocket and took out the wrinkled cigarette box. There were only two left. He handed the cigarette box to Chaz. "Smoke?"


    "No, thanks."


    The sound of the metal flip lighter was so clear that it made the corners of the old gentleman''s eyes move unnaturally.


    He was so busy that his majesty called the cabinet prime minister after dinner to ask what was going on in bath town.


    The superior bureaucrats of the demon hunting regiment only need to hold a press conference at the top of the demon hunting regiment to offer sincere apologies to the general public, and then pick two responsible persons from the demon hunting regiment to carry the pot.


    The first is the chief of the intelligence analysis section, who has been demoted three levels to stay on duty for inspection.


    then...


    Triff Moran, as the direct leader of the magic eye team, was caught by the picket in a luxury hotel that night when his team worked hard with the evil forces in bath town.


    Serious dereliction of duty, extremely bad lifestyle, confrontation with law enforcement.


    The three charges not only revoked his captain status, but also deprived him of the official demon hunter status by the trial court.


    The next day.


    Another internal reward order for outstanding demon hunter interns Cole Walker and Hardy betani was directly airborne from the top of the demon hunter regiment to the psychic investigation section.


    Bell foster, head of the psychic investigation department, met the two in person.


    "Hardy betani, a graduate of the 1834th excellent Demon Hunter College, in view of your excellent performance in bath Town, your application for regular employment is specially approved."


    "Cole walker, a graduate of excellent Demon Hunter College in 1835, in view of your excellent leadership and calm mind in the bath town incident, after special consideration, you are awarded the title of median exile sequence demon hunter, and your job is transferred to the comprehensive investigation section as the newly established captain of the code named black snake action team."


    The female assistant finished the content of the reward order and pushed the black frame. "Mr. bell, do you have anything to add?"


    Bell foster is a fat middle-aged man with a wig and a pair of small round glasses on the bridge of his nose. His right hand is half inserted in the pocket of his vest, "Cole walker, what an excellent young man, you should have told me about the seventh vision earlier. If you hadn''t killed the witch puppet, I wouldn''t let old barber take you under my nose."