The next morning.
At the end of the vacation, hardy and the passionate female nurse kissed goodbye outside the headquarters of the demon hunting regiment.
When I entered the door, I happened to run into gene and Vera, the eldest miss of the Morgan family.
"Good morning, two."
Gene smiled and waved his hand. "Hardy."
Vera was wearing a black and red coat, short heel boots, brown shoulder length short hair, and the cold and humid air in the morning made the skin on her nose and cheekbones slightly red.
He put his hand in his coat pocket, pulled the white scarf and said, "the train to Newcastle leaves at 7:40. Hasn''t the captain arrived yet?"
Hardy looked into the distance and smiled, "he''s coming."
Duke Hodge one stopped slowly.
Get out of the car and get a cigarette.
The little man quickly took out his lighter, leaned over to help Cole light his cigarette and said, "boss, shall we start now?"
Look down at your watch.
"Wait."
Four people stood outside the door.
Not long.
A woman who doesn''t seem to feel the cold and wet cold of early winter.
Wearing gold rimmed glasses, net socks and short skirts, he walked towards Cole with a stack of documents.
She was accompanied by three men in demon hunting regiment uniforms, a middle-aged man and two young people.
The woman held out a hand to Cole, pushed the frame and said judo in her voice, "I''m Samantha stern. Good morning, Mr. Cole."
Then he turned around and introduced in a very dogmatic tone, "please allow me to introduce them to you. They are the vice captain and two members of the scorpion tail action team, the special case division of the action team.
This is... "
The middle-aged man interrupted Samantha''s miscellaneous introduction, stretched out a hand to Cole and said, "Hendrik Fonda, the upper prisoner sequence, is responsible for assisting your investigation in Newcastle.
Carl, Hugo. "
Shake hands to greet each other.
Hendrick said to the woman, "Miss stern, it''s getting late. I''ll explain the details on the way."
The enchanting woman at least 40 raised her chin, snorted coldly, twisted her waist and head, and didn''t return to the headquarters. She seemed very dissatisfied with his impolite behavior.
The middle-aged man smiled and said, "ignore her. Miss stern has always been like this. Let''s go and talk about it on the way."
Seven forty.
The train to Newcastle whistled.
On the seat.
Hendrick glanced at the two young players sitting next door and had a high-intensity interaction with Vera Morgan. "May I call you by name, Cole?" he said
"Yes."
He organized the language and then said, "you handled the last witch reappearance event very beautifully, so a big man above appreciated you very much.
This time, I was sent to assist in the investigation... "
Speaking of this, he lowered his voice, "it''s more to protect your safety and them."
Follow Hendrick''s eyes.
Cole looked at Vera and the three.
Sometimes, many conventions become common things that don''t need to be explained too clearly.
As a huge bureaucracy comparable to the Imperial Cabinet, it is not surprising that the Royal demon hunting regiment of the Mengxi Empire relies on nepotism to enter the demon hunting regiment, and then finds a civilian job to eat and die.
Newcastle''s century old unsolved case has a reputation.
But the danger is even simpler than many level 1 evil spirit removal missions.
An unsolved case that hasn''t been solved for more than 200 years is a heavy painting on the demon hunter''s resume.
According to this idea.
Cole, who is favored by a big man, seems to be one of the members of the gilded group.
No accident.
Regardless of the outcome of this mission, when you go back, you can''t get promoted.
Sit by the window.
Cole lit his cigarette and said, "what about the investigation?"
Hendrick shrugged his shoulders, shook his head helplessly and smiled, "cole, don''t you really think you can find out that case?
As an elder, I must warn you in this matter.
After entering Newcastle, never try to stand in front of the mirror and summon that thing. Someone did this a hundred years ago. When the devil hunting group found him a week later, he had been made into sausage.
On the clothesline in the street.
It is said that the teammates in the same trade had nightmares for half a year after that, and they didn''t touch the sausage until they died. "
"Really?"
Cole said nothing and looked out of the window.
This time.
Hardy, sitting on the other side, leaned into the corridor and said with a smile, "boss, do you want to play a game? Someone gave money today."
Gene held a poker and frowned.
Hendrick raised his eyebrows. It seemed that Cole''s arrogance was not surprising. He picked up his top hat and sat down with Hardy. He took out a stack of change from his arms and patted it on the table.
"Deal, boy."
On the way.
I can''t stand the harassment of two rich children.
As an ambitious demon hunter.
Vera looked calm, glanced at Cole smoking alone by the window, got up, sat opposite Cole and tried to stay away from the two annoying flies.
Unfortunately, Carl and Hugo are not ready to let her go.
In a sense.
Vera, who is young and beautiful, is very beautiful.
The eyes are clear and bright, the skin is white, and the tip of the upturned nose is particularly beautiful.
Follow her to Cole''s seat.
The blond young man named Carl put his arm on Cole''s shoulder and said with a smile, "Hey, brother, I heard you survived the witch twice. How do you feel?"
His response was Cole''s death gaze with a cigarette in his mouth.
"Uh..."
Embarrassed, he put his arm down. The young man reluctantly smiled and said, "I don''t mean any harm, just... I''m curious."
After asking for boredom.
They looked at each other and stopped talking.
...
Three in the morning.
The train pulled into Newcastle.
get off the car.
They were greeted by Haines, a senior police officer in charge of dealing with the murderer in the mirror.
After some hypocrisy and politeness.
Taking the vehicle arranged by the listing administration hall, they drove to the blue ocean hotel.
After passing the road sign and officially entering the scope of Newcastle City.
A faint smell of decay, like a damp and moldy coffin, always lingered under Cole''s nose.
Look up at the rearview mirror in the sample car.
His face is reflected in it.
Maybe it''s an illusion, maybe it''s because of the light of the street lamp.
There was a moment.
Cole found him in the mirror and smiled.
After the light of the street lamp flashed through the car, it recovered as before.
Haines, a senior police officer driving in front, is still chattering about the history and rumors of the murderer in the mirror.
"... you must have heard of that strange nursery rhyme, but in Newcastle, you can look in the mirror, but you must not read it out or take a look at it.
Now, the only copy of that thing is still sealed in the archives of the police department. If you want to see it, I can... "
Hendrick interrupted. "No one wants to see that, officer Haines."