2:30 p.m.


    Demon hunting regiment headquarters, black snake brigade office.


    Miss Shane, assistant section chief, stood at Cole''s desk with the selected low difficulty tasks.


    Hold the folder and push the gold rimmed glasses.


    "As for the members of the black snake brigade, I have screened 37 interested personnel for you, and all of them do not meet your expected standards.


    Chief barber believes that it is too difficult for the black snake brigade to train new people, but experienced demon hunters are generally in the position of operation captain.


    So... "


    Cole interrupted her and said, "I see. Where''s what I want?"


    When he handed him a document, the female assistant''s tone was as devoid of emotional ups and downs as ever, just like her beautiful but particularly cold face.


    "According to the testimony of witnesses of the murder case a month ago and the interview with the local police station, it can be confirmed that the evil spirit called ''woman in the rain'' by the residents of Pat port is operating near the port.


    The specific information mission briefing is very detailed, and the Institute of mystics has determined that the dangerous difficulty is level one. "


    That''s it.


    The white skinned, flaming red lipped female assistant who likes black clothes and silk stockings all her life pushed her glasses and explained, "the current strength rating of the black snake brigade can''t accept people with a difficulty level lower than two, but... An adult specially approved this mission and asked me to tell you not to go wrong."


    As a newcomer, in violation of the regulations of the demon hunting regiment, he specially granted a task belonging to the low-level implementation group to the black snake brigade of the comprehensive investigation section.


    If something really goes wrong, someone will be unlucky.


    But it''s definitely not Cole.


    Finish explaining things.


    The female assistant hurried out of the office.


    Cole thumbed through the mission briefing.


    Combined with casualties and eyewitness reports, there is also a picture of the back of a woman in black photographed by a reporter inadvertently in the rain.


    To be sure, that thing is an evil spirit.


    It''s two forty.


    Earlier than expected, Vera Morgan appeared outside the office of the black snake brigade.


    Maybe I dressed up before I went out.


    Although her face was haggard, she was much more positive than what Cole had seen her in her bedroom before.


    "Captain."


    "Sit down. The mission briefing is on the table."


    This time.


    The telephone rang.


    Cole picked up the receiver and the familiar female voice sounded.


    "Good afternoon, Captain Cole."


    "Grace, what''s up?"


    "If you have time, come to the logistics department. I have a good thing here. You must like it."


    He looked down at his watch and said, "I''ll be there in ten minutes."


    "I''ll wait for you."


    Let Vera take the briefing and then read it. They go out and go to the logistics department.


    Not long.


    Grace Seager''s office.


    As soon as you enter the door.


    The careless woman, impatiently, took out her big baby from her clothes, pointed it at Cole and said with a smile, "bang ~ ha ha!


    This is an improved product based on the shotgun and the crossbow you gave me last time. I call it the destroyer pump shotgun. "


    Put the gun on the table.


    Then he took a No. 12 shrapnel from his pocket and a handful of shrapnel, and then said, "with new technology, shrapnel treated with level 3 native werewolf blood.


    According to my test, a first-class dangerous dark creature can blow its head or hit a fatal part and die with one shot.


    But a saboteur shotgun costs three pounds.


    In other words.


    It costs twenty-one pounds to fill the magazine. It''s expensive. "


    That''s it.


    Grace shrugged helplessly and said with a smile, "however, even if you don''t use the destroyer bullet and use the ordinary No. 12 shotgun, it can also have a good effect.


    The effect of dealing with heretics is much stronger than the conventional guns that are popular in the market now. They can''t find a stronger weapon than this guy.


    Recently, I''m negotiating the price with Hoshi industry. If it''s settled, you''ll have a share of the patent fee. "


    Then.


    Have a chat with grace.


    Introduce her and Vera to each other.


    As a teammate who met for the first time, grace seemed very enthusiastic compared with Villa''s silence and resistance.


    Even a reduced one handed crossbow imitating a pneumatic crossbow and a complete set of cold weapons were given to Vera as a gift.


    In her own words.


    A part-time professional mechanic of the black snake brigade. It is her duty to let each member use her weapons.


    It''s different from the tools Cole customized here.


    The set of cold weapons given to Vera: two cuff swords, a short knife and three daggers. The shape is particularly gorgeous... Or extremely boastful.


    Meaningless carving.


    Cumbersome decoration.


    Not surprisingly, it should be the mechanic who had a second disease. She originally made her own feminine props and weapons.


    Before leaving.


    Grace gave Cole the destroyer shotgun, along with 200 rounds of No. 12 shotgun and 21 rounds of Destroyer shotgun.


    At five in the afternoon.


    DIDU railway station.


    A steam train passing pat harbor, whistling, slowly pulled out of the platform.


    Vera sits opposite Cole.


    Dull eyes seem to be thinking about something.


    For a long time, he looked up and said, "Captain Cole, I don''t quite understand. Why do you... Help me?"


    Rough, rude, self, contempt for rules, inhumane


    Vera Morgan had all his inherent impressions of Cole during her brief contact with him.


    In her opinion.


    Such a rude... Powerful bastard will laugh at her cowardice and humiliation in Newcastle.


    For such a rich woman with eyes above the top and strong self-esteem, the experience of Newcastle not only collapsed her outlook on life, but also made her seriously doubt her existence.


    Moreover, in the newspaper, the ugly scene that took her as a background plate


    Social death.


    Cole took a cigarette and didn''t answer.


    The train roared.


    Night.


    The damp and cold wind is cold to the bone.


    The light rain makes the air colder and colder.


    Port Pat was built along the Lagrange river.


    A small-scale City, most of its economic income comes from port trade.


    Cole and Vera took the local detective''s car to the nearest crime scene.


    A murder scene cordoned off.


    Dead as like as two peas, the body disappear from the heart and disappear without a trace. It is the same as the six deadly cases that happened in a month.


    Talk to the detective about the details of the case.


    Vera wore a poncho and walked alone to the body. After lifting the white cloth, her face changed slightly, but she soon calmed down.


    There is a big bloody hole in the chest and the lower body... It''s better to describe it as being torn down by some huge force than cutting.


    It is conceivable how much pain and suffering the living have suffered before.


    However, with only one body, it is impossible to determine whether the evil spirit did it.


    In many cases, imitators occasionally appear in such cases.