Perhaps some nameless evil force is secretly promoting it.
even to the extent that.
The local embassy of the Mongol Empire worked overtime all night and completed the repatriation procedures for Martha sterling. A sudden storm disrupted the navigation plans of all ships on the wharf.
First, he was scolded by Hardy betani on the ship, and then by the staff of the embassy.
In the college, he was held in the palm of many suitors, and in the application screening, he got a temporary translation job from the Ministry of foreign affairs with his excellent appearance and solid foreign language foundation.
For a long time.
The girl''s inner pride and self-confidence were ruthlessly defeated by reality.
so that.
After being rescued from the stormy dock by a fisherman, she is still lying in the hospital bed.
Pale.
His eyes stared at the ceiling.
Although the imperial bureaucrats were always high above the world, after the great revolution, no one dared to despise the life of an imperial citizen as in the dark ages.
On the contrary, the technique of kicking the ball is becoming more and more clever.
Outside the hospital ward.
Bai Yue, the diplomatic Ambassador of the foreign free port, an old gentleman over 50 years old and well-dressed, stood in front of Cole with a frown and said in a deep voice, "Your Excellency, I can understand the dangers of the demon hunter''s work, but... You leave her to me. In case of any accident, I can''t bear such responsibility.
It''s about the devil investigation. I hope you can understand our difficulties. "
Although he is not a bureaucrat under the demon hunting group system, the diplomatic Ambassador knows one thing very well. Ordinary people had better not get in touch with them.
The newly appointed Minister of special events handling of the demon hunting regiment dumped people to him. It''s easy to leave with a pat on the ass, but in case of an accident on the way back.
Death cases are light.
Hardy held the cigarette and frowned as tightly.
The cold and humid air made him wrap his coat tightly, stamp his feet and say, "so that stupid woman is really going to rot in our hands?
Shit, it''s not bad that the Baiyue national demon hunting regiment can''t carry out the devil investigation. It''s just landed. Everything shows an evil spirit.
Just say this damn weather, hiss... It''s terribly cold. "
At this time.
The doctor opened the wooden door of the ward, sighed and said, "most people will have hypothermia and even shock death in this weather for more than an hour.
But... "
That''s it.
The doctor looked at the diplomatic ambassador.
The latter coughed and turned to look out of the window.
Then the doctor and Cole went aside and whispered, "I doubt she is an ordinary human. Her temperature is 19 degrees. Under normal circumstances, ordinary people are dead."
Cole said coldly, "I see."
Then he said to hardy, "let her get dressed and the train will leave in an hour."
Martha, who was accepted by the investigation team again, did not show excitement or excitement.
Silence all the way.
Until noon the next day, the three got off at Yitong railway station.
The person in charge of receiving them was the demon hunter in charge of the case, karadok IBE, chief of the supernatural investigation section of the Baiyue national demon hunting regiment.
A thin and capable man in his early thirties with sunken eyes and a slight hunchback.
After meeting.
He said hello to the three in broken Mongolian.
Get in the car.
Pass Cole a thick stack of bilingual printed survey records.
Martha professionally completed her real-time translation work and said in a cold tone, "we have killed 12 excellent demon hunters for this case.
The trial sequence recall procedure started last week, But Baruch called Lord Kaman to try to get you to agree to take over the case. "
Translate here.
The demon hunter who docked with Cole glanced in the rearview mirror. Cole, who was looking down at the file, and Martha, with a cold face, frowned in Mongolian with a strong accent, "Miss translator, you should not be a member of the demon hunting group, although I admire your courage to participate in the devil investigation.
But some words... "
Martha replied in white moon, "I''m not from Mongolia, chief ibeco."
Karadok smiled and joked, "Wow, I didn''t recognize your accent at all."
Compared with other ordinary bureaucrats who procrastinate and push and shove, the bureaucrats born of demon hunters are very commendable.
Never delay official business.
In a sense, guys who like to delay will probably die on the way to handling cases.
Most supernatural events.
The longer it takes, the more powerful, tricky and deadly the evil spirits and demons will be.
So.
The head of the psychic section took the three people straight to the place of the crime.
A small town completely closed by the police and demon hunting group. Around the town, Tribulus terrestris networks and warning signs can be seen everywhere.
After identification.
The four passed through the military level checkpoint and walked to the entrance of the town on the hillside.
Cole looked up into the distance.
In the small town under the bleak winter sun, the gray brick houses in the style of white moon are scattered, and the smoke curls up, which is no different from other places. The local townspeople still maintain their pace of life.
This time.
A military truck loaded with supplies drove into the town. After a team of soldiers unloaded daily necessities and food in the safe area, they didn''t seem to want to stay for a moment.
All calm faces, kept turning back, looked at the distance with extra vigilance, and the townspeople waiting for the distribution of materials fled and drove away.
Not long.
Under the leadership of the mayor, the townspeople lined up and began to receive materials door to door.
Karadok''s finger holding the cigarette butt was smoked yellow. He took a deep breath and was about to say something.
There was a sudden cry from the villagers who distributed materials in the distance.
I saw a young man holding the book tightly in his hand. His eyes were full of blood, his skin was pale, his expression was ferocious and terrible, and he shouted hysterically, "this is mine! It''s all mine!!"
Talking room.
His eyes and nose could not stop flowing blood, like a beast, lying on the ground, threatening any townsman who dared to approach him.
"I''ll kill you! I''ll kill you! You took it!"
then.
In the screams of panic from others, the young man fiercely bit off his right hand, and uttered an ambiguous roar and whisper in his throat.
Karadok cursed, dropped his cigarette and walked quickly.
Cole motioned Hardy to follow him and see how the situation was.
He took it out of his coat pocket, a hand copy he got in the file, a noteworthy remnant of his diary.
The original text of the rubbing is scrawled and crazy, even with dried blood, reflecting the extreme and crazy thought of the diary owner after being invaded by evil forces.
"Someone has been talking to me, mom... They will understand, they will understand that it is worth it..."