Tribulation of Mysteries - Chapter 212

[Chapter 211: Hunting the Murderer (3800 plus)]

The moon is high.

Jelina was exhausted and rushed home from the factory.

The street lights were dim. After walking a few streets, the flow of people became even thinner and almost deserted…

Thinking of the serial murders reported in the newspaper, Jelena couldn’t help but wrap up her shabby clothes tightly, hoping to rely on them to disperse them. A hint of chill.

——For middle-class families, they know that the streets at night are dangerous and can restrain their wives and daughters. As for the upper class, they can hire bodyguards and detectives to protect their children.

But for most civilians, if they don’t work for one day, they have to worry about food for the next day. Compared with a family dying of freezing and starvation, it is too luxurious to consider other dangers.

What’s more… there are tens of thousands of night shift workers in the entire Green Forest, so bad luck may not befall you!

Jelina comforted herself while holding onto the salary in her pocket, which was the family’s source of food for tomorrow.

She has soft features and a tall figure. She is considered a good beauty.

In fact, it wouldn’t be so hard if you were to be a street girl or even a dishonorable mistress.

But Jelena is a good and clean girl who has been working hard to get money with her own hands and sweat.

“Come on, we’ll be home soon.”

Jelina’s steps quickened, and she seemed to be able to see the dilapidated HOS house in front of her, as well as the warm lights inside…

“I hope mom made mixed vegetable soup at night… If I can It would be even better with one or two pieces of bacon…”

Unknowingly, Jelina had turned into another darker and more remote alley, but she didn’t know anything about it, as if… she had been cast under an illusion. , or subject to some kind of mental manipulation!

When she woke up, she suddenly found that she had come to the end of an alley, where she could see brick walls and the smelly sewer next to it.

Ho ho!

A tall figure was lying next to her, sticking out his scarlet tongue and licking her face.

“Mom…”

Jelena’s eyes flickered.

…

“It’s not this…”

“It’s not this…”

On the street, Aaron, under the disguise of a chameleon, walked out of a corner and looked at the direction shown by the pendulum with a strange expression on his face: “Divining the location of the murderer. , this direction… is it in the prison of the Investigation Bureau?”

“It seems that these murder scenes were committed by the guys Percy caught… and according to him, there is another extraordinary murderer. , has extremely powerful counter-reconnaissance skills, and the ability to resist divination…”

“If you can’t find it tonight, then you won’t look for it.”

He finally made a decision and went to another crime scene.

The clues in the alley have been taken away by the police, and only the traces of black blood on the floor tiles remain.

“The location of the murderer!”

Aaron took out the pendulum and divined again.

This time, his inspiration suddenly struck him and he looked in the direction outside the Investigation Bureau.

“Well… let’s go and have a look.”

He glanced around, opened the sewer, and jumped in.

“This one is very suspicious… My divination has been slightly hindered. Unfortunately, there is only a little resistance…”

At the beginning, even the anti-divination ceremony arranged by Rob was roughly within the scope of Aaron’s divination. He did not think that the murderer Comparable to an inhuman existence!

“Besides, at this time, even if I encounter inhuman combat power, or even the ‘Feasting Attendant’, it is not impossible for me to touch it.”

Aaron hurried on.

Suddenly, his ears moved and he heard a woman’s low-pitched scream.

It was as if… someone had deliberately covered his mouth.

Aaron immediately changed direction, and after running for a while, he used strength in his legs and jumped up suddenly.

In mid-air, he made a fist with his right hand and swung it towards a sewer manhole cover.

boom!

After being promoted to the ‘Former’, his physique had grown to an extraordinary level. With one punch, the metal manhole cover flew out as if it had been hit by a cannonball.

Aaron jumped out, a spinning revolver appeared in his right hand, and he aimed at the target!

In the dim street, the body of a female worker fell to the ground, with a pool of blood underneath her body, and her eyes gradually turned gray.

And a tall figure was lying on her abdomen, greedily chewing on the internal organs.

At this time, he seemed to have discovered an unexpected intruder. He raised his head, revealing a silver-white mask that covered half of his face. The beard on his chin was covered with blood foam and traces of dirt…

His eyes were scarlet, but when he saw Aaron At this time, he became a little confused and muttered: “…is it…you?”

“I didn’t expect to meet…Mr. Clark Das under such circumstances!”

Aaron picked. He took off his ‘stabbing sword’ mask and sighed.

Even though the other person was wearing a mask, he was so familiar with Clark that he recognized him through his spiritual analysis ability as soon as they met.

On the other side, Clark couldn’t help but fall silent.

Aaron

silently opened his pistol and ejected the ‘Evil Possession’ bullet. He looked at Clark, who stood up slowly but still looked extremely tall, and asked: “The sequelae of the last ‘History Recall’?”

The extraordinary ghoul gained a strong body and recovery ability.

Aaron suspected that it might have something to do with it.

“Yes…yes.”

Clark stammered in reply, as if he wanted to search for the pipe from his body, but couldn’t find it: “No…it’s not…it’s me! It was me who fell!”

He covered his face with his hands and shouted. Crying voice: “Any supernatural power needs to pay a ‘price’… The spirituality and price required for ‘historical retrieval’ are paid by the historical imprints in the secret history… This is correct, but I am too careless. “

Even though I don’t need to accumulate ‘red’ spirituality, my frequent use of the ghoul’s ability still unknowingly leads me to corruption… If it’s just an ability, maybe my reason can be restrained, but…”

Clark said in a daze: “I also had a secret history ability before, which was the beast language of a Druid… and ‘Druid’ also contains the element of ‘red’, and the two influences superimposed. When I discovered it, I have been deeply involved. I…I have always had great self-control. I will buy placenta from the hospital to satisfy my desire for flesh and blood. I have not harmed others…”

“I understand…that kind of desire for blood and flesh. Longing.” Aaron, who had used the power of ‘Red’, sighed: “When you taste flesh and blood, you will get a moment of satisfaction… But after satisfaction, there is only emptiness… The emptiness will force you to look for more. Filled with more vivid flesh and blood…first it was the placenta, then it was the corpse, and then you took the initiative to hunt for delicious ‘prey’?”

“I’m sorry…I should have discovered it earlier,”

he felt a little guilty:’ With Clark’s cautious character, his previous adventures to the ruins could be said to be a historian’s obsession…but it was also the result of a drastic change in temperament, but I ignored this! ‘

(End of this chapter)