"Cole walker?"


    The tall young man was very thin, with prominent cheekbones and deep sockets.


    Cole held the glass and said, "it''s me."


    When they looked at each other, the tall young man held out his hand and said, "Ron, Ron Carver, he is my brother Kane."


    Kane, who was a little short, had a bad face, dry lips and prominent dark circles under his eyes. It seemed that he hadn''t slept well for many days.


    "It''s inconvenient to speak in another place."


    Cole thought they were the young people of the Finley family, but seeing the face of the carver brothers with kidney deficiency may be because of other things.


    Follow them to the stairwell.


    Ron took out a box of Red Lion cigarettes, handed one over, frowned, lit a cigarette with a match and said, "I hear you''re a psychic."


    "Say something."


    Kane rubbed his face hard and said, "Walker, you know the rules of the demon hunting group. We are not allowed to take private jobs, but..."


    Ron puffed at his cigarette and frowned deeper.


    "We need money to cure little Ethan, so a week ago we took a private entrustment through an intermediary to solve the devil pestering Leon, a big businessman in Winterberg town.


    But we underestimated its level. It''s not just the merrils family, we''re also entangled by it. "


    Cole, holding a cigarette in his hand, said coldly, "why don''t you let him apply for assistance from the demon hunting regiment through official channels?"


    Kane looked embarrassed and said with a forced smile, "Mr. merrils has some strange hobbies. He accidentally bought a strange ancient book in the hands of an antique dealer five years ago, and then..."


    Cole took a smoke.


    He said in a moment of silence, "then he was so curious that he read the words and spells he shouldn''t read, and got into trouble."


    Crush out the smoke, throw it into the dustbin in the stairwell, turn and walk to the hall.


    Ron quickly stopped the road and said, "Mr. Merrill is willing to pay two thousand pounds for it! Don''t you really think about it?"


    When he put his hand in the bag, Cole said expressionless, "I''m not short of money. You can find someone else to deal with this."


    "But Mr. Merrill has three children!"


    "Go and talk to the demon hunting regiment."


    In this world.


    Ordinary people who secretly store forbidden books and evil codes will not only be sentenced to at least three years'' imprisonment according to the law, but also three generations of direct descendants are not allowed to enter the state power departments and demon hunting groups.


    It''s not hard to imagine.


    Why did the big businessman prefer to pay a huge reward of ￡ 2000 rather than poke the matter to the official of the demon hunting regiment.


    Take this dirty private work, it is likely that you didn''t get the money, but took your life in it.


    Even if it is successfully completed in the end, it will leave a handle on others.


    Cole refused them. In addition to these reasons and his lack of money, there is another interesting thing.


    How did they know they were coming to Celia Finley''s wedding?


    The carver brothers would never have taken the initiative to find him without intentional advice.


    Think of it here.


    Cole couldn''t help looking at the way the Finley family dealt with him.


    If he makes a slip of promise and doesn''t have an accident, he will be caught by them.


    His heart is sinister.


    Go to the corner of the hall, lean against the windowsill, bow your head and light a cigarette.


    Then he saw an old gentleman with a stiff face, holding a glass of wine in his hand, coming up to him.


    "Mr. Cole walker."


    Cole held a cigarette in his hand, his mouth and nose shrouded in smoke. He looked up and said indifferently, "director Chaz Morgan, what brings you to me?"


    "Old barber spoke highly of your handling of the St. wich vampire incident at his regular meeting this morning."


    "So?"


    The old gentleman took off his leather gloves, smiled and said, "I mean no harm, Mr. Cole. One of my nieces joined the intelligence analysis section last year, but she has always hated working in the office.


    The black snake brigade was established soon, so I want her to go to you. "


    "My team doesn''t need to be cumbersome."


    Maybe it''s asking.


    This time, Chaz Morgan didn''t change his face because of Cole''s inhumane attitude, but smiled magnanimously, "Vera was taught by me. You can rest assured."


    Cole smoked, frowned, thought about it for a while and said, "let her meet me in the office at three in the afternoon."


    "I''ll tell her."


    There was a strange silence between the two. Chaz took a deep breath and said, "excuse me."


    Finish the second cigarette.


    The protagonist of the wedding finally appeared on the red carpet in the living room.


    Dressed in a wedding dress, with a red face and an unhappy face, the groom almost jumped up and scolded his mother.


    The traditional wedding ceremony is held in an orderly manner under the auspices of the master of ceremonies.


    Cole stood at the back of the crowd with his glass.


    When the newlyweds on the stage exchanged rings with each other, a middle-aged man with decent clothes and somewhat similar appearance to Celia walked aside.


    "How have you considered my proposal?"


    Their eyes fell on the stage.


    Cole, holding a goblet, said indifferently, "I don''t like being threatened."


    "It''s not a threat, it''s a coalition, Mr. walker.


    If you join me, you can go to a higher position in the demon hunting regiment rather than an ordinary operation captain.


    And Celia''s distant cousin is very beautiful and likes you very much. "


    "I refuse?"


    Janssen Finley.


    Director of equipment support department of logistics support group of demon hunting regiment, Celia''s father.


    A handsome man with a gentleman''s beard, flowers in his coat pocket, three or seven oil heads and a straight suit.


    He turned to look at Cole and said with a gentle smile, "even if Celia and Trevor want to kill you, you shouldn''t let them lose their jobs in the demon hunting group and be imprisoned by the trial court."


    At this time, the wedding ceremony is over.


    He put down his glass, went out of the hall with many friends, welcomed Celia and her husband, and completed his first trip after his wedding.


    Cole stood where he was, lit a cigarette, took a deep breath, put his hands in his coat pocket and walked out in the strange eyes of the guests.


    In other words.


    Is his life less valuable than the future of Celia and Trevor?


    Tut Tut, things are getting more and more interesting.


    Perhaps in old Finley''s decadent thoughts.


    The bureaucrat of the demon hunting regiment holds power and can handle it at will within the framework of rules. He is an action captain without background.


    Unfortunately, he forgot that he was not the only bureaucrat with real power in the demon hunting group.


    even to the extent that.


    Having been in a high position for too long, he has neglected the essence of the demon hunter.


    Strong personal strength.


    Like a magnet.


    All power and wealth will unconsciously flow to more powerful individuals.


    Just like Chaz Morgan, a permanent member of the surveillance committee of the intelligence unit who also occupies a high position, he will be forced to lay down his body and negotiate with Cole because he loves his niece and worries about her safety.


    At the grass-roots level of the demon hunting regiment.


    The strength and experience of the operation team leader is the guarantee of all safety and efficiency.