The Laws of Werewolf Hunting

Chapter 119
"Anderson Museum of Paleontology, opening October 10."

Clayton reached out and removed the colorful poster from the wall at the end of the alley, and replaced it with another handwritten notice.

"Lost and found."

There is no picture below, but a long string of text describing the contents of the box sent by Detective Hook sent by the Holy Grail Society.

With Falentine gone, Clayton's old plans came to an end.

He originally wanted to let Julius lock the approximate location of Athena Brugge first, and then let Florentin create a silent field there, and then kill the woman who was the quickest to realize the anomaly and start to transfer. The role of the crucial decision is gone, and the plan will naturally come to an end.

But after a long talk with the "kind" and experienced elder Daisy, he not only received limited support, but also quickly had new inspiration.

If Julius is allowed to make some notices with magical symbols and post them on the streets of the city center, it may attract the attention of the Spider Priest.

He believed that the woman would not be going out alone at this moment, but would constantly hypnotize others to do things for her, as well as those Hook detectives who only obeyed her.In any case, as long as one person sees these notices and is attracted by them, it is considered a success.

He tapped the inconspicuous part of the notice with the captured detective Hooke's seal, which might make those detectives mistakenly think it was a hint from his companions, and take the notice back as evidence.

As long as someone does this, the magical symbol attached to the notice may be brought back, leading Julius to the Spider Priest's hideout.

To be honest, he also wanted to know how Akzi's action team would find the spider priest, but if he followed them all the time, he would never be able to surpass them in speed.

"So why am I still putting up my own markers? I'm tired enough just doing them."

Julius leaned against the wall like a tired newsboy with a basket on his arm.

Clayton himself still had seven notices to post, and the other party was already bored enough to come to him. He looked at Julius's basket and found that at least half of it was still untouched, which was about twenty. portion.

But the mage made more than 130 notices containing magic symbols in the morning, and Clayton didn't criticize his labor at the moment.

"With one less person, we have to work harder."

"I'm sorry!" Julius exclaimed suddenly, deflated.

Clayton could not understand his attitude.

"Don't act like a child."

"Damn it, I should be a celebrity with all this magic."

"I don't think it's that simple, otherwise the magicians would have been interviewed before they were exposed to the public."

"The problem is that there are no real magicians to be interviewed, but some people have already caught the extraordinary wave caused by the coming of the dark moon and made a fortune from people's suspicion." Julius couldn't help thinking that he hadn't made a career. Pain: "I read newspapers in other cities. Some people claim that they know magic and can use a magic wand to prospect for mines. Now several big companies are vying to hire him as a prospecting consultant with high salaries."

Clayton couldn't understand his grief and indignation: "Is there any problem with this? Is it possible to judge whether a person thousands of miles away is a real magician just by the words in the newspaper?"

"The problem is that although the magic wand prospecting method exists, it has long been proven that it cannot be used for prospecting!" The mage waved his hand angrily: "The magic wand prospecting method is a magic that detects the 'purity' and location of minerals through the tremor of magic energy. Points to the purest minerals, and natural minerals in the wild are by no means comparable to artificially smelted products. If you use the magic of wand prospecting to find gold, it will probably lead you to a jewelry store, or wear a Passers-by with gold. Since people can throw metal garbage out of the window while riding a train, this magic has no effect anymore. Anyone who dares to say that he can find minerals through the magic wand method is definitely a layman, and he can’t be wrong!"

The lieutenant had to admit his ignorance.

It is really difficult for laymen to distinguish what kind of attention will be paid in this mysterious field, so the best way to maintain self-esteem is to avoid talking about it.

He can only give advice based on his own understanding and experience.

"If you want to rely on magic to become famous, I am very supportive. You have real talents and learning, and you are more worthy of the public's trust than these liars standing on the stage."

Clayton changed the location to put up the notice, and they are going to put up the streets in the downtown area today.

Julius followed him all the way, bowing his head in frustration: "You are very good, but I don't have any magic that is suitable for display, just like the world can't see me succeed. I just have some accomplishments in these humble magic. "

"I thought your object-finding magic was good, and you might be able to enter the detective industry."

"The cost is too high, and it is easy to run out of funds in the early stage. I have to rely on my father's investment for the past few days. If I can't find the witch in the end, I will lose money completely."

Clayton turned to look at him in surprise, while vigorously slapping the glue-stained notice on the wall.

"Then you dare to use it casually to find 'trees'?"

He was referring to the bait that Joe Marney had put out in the newspaper — the tree in that indoor photo.

"That's because of a bet," said Julius reluctantly.

While they were talking, there were still quite a few people on the street, but they didn't take it seriously.

There are more and more people who dare to claim that they have mystical powers. They just passed by a witch shop selling 'panacea'. Discussing mysteries in public has become a way of following the mainstream.

When Clayton finished putting up his own poster, he took Julius' share.

"Thank you, I'm right" before the mage finished speaking, Clayton grabbed all the notices and threw them mercilessly to a high place, letting them be blown away by the wind.

"Sorry, when we walked through this area just now, I found out that several streets have been demolished, and some are under reconstruction. After all, the block map in my hand is still a ten-year-old version, and the store map has not been updated for a long time. It’s over, so maybe you have to do a little more notice.”

Julius opened his mouth: "I you. Are you him!"

He was angry and incoherent, but Clayton also had his own reasons.

"The time given to us to make a plan is too short, and there is no time to investigate the scene. It is normal for there to be mistakes."

"Next time you absolutely want to. No! There is no next time!" Julius said angrily, "Do you know how long it will take me to make these pictures?"

"Please calm down," Clayton said. "I didn't just throw them away, although it may seem like that, but I did so to increase the flow of information. Postings on the wall do not reach out to others. But if they can fly with the wind, they may reach our target faster. You don't have to worry about their movement will interfere with your judgment, the speed of the wind is definitely faster than people, and it will not always maintain a speed."

"I don't think the probability is high?" the mage asked him.

"But it's not a waste." Clayton replied righteously, blocking the latter's follow-up questions.

Julius quickly recognized Creighton's nature as a jerk, and had to give up being angry.

It's no use getting angry at such guys. They have their own logic, which can be roughly called self-righteous and self-righteous. It's even more difficult to convince such people.

After packing up the tools here, they went to the place where they agreed to gather before. This was to ensure that they were safe before they separated from each other, and they were neither attacked nor hypnotized.

Although Clayton had confirmed that Julius was safe, Barbara had to know this too, or they could not be trusted.

When they got there, they didn't see Barbara.

This is not normal.

The area Clayton arranged for her is in a more luxurious residential area, but there are not many open spaces there, and many places are private and surrounded by armed security. There are few places where she needs to post notices, and she should be faster than them Just come back.

"Barbara may have been stopped by some sentimental young man. She looks good, but her clothes are poor, and she is easy to be regarded as a vulture." Julius seems to be used to this situation.

Clayton frowned.

If this happened, he wasn't worried about Barbara's safety, but once there was a conflict, the fighting posture would be spread by passers-by, and it would be easy for the spider priest to realize that a superhuman was looking for her.

"Let's go find her, and then use the person-finding technique to check her direction."

"She might already be heading here."

"You perform the operation first." The lieutenant said firmly.

"alright."

Julius had no choice but to take out a fist-sized crystal ball from one of the many pockets on the coat, hold it in his palm, and mutter something.

In the center of the crystal ball lit up a cluster of flocculent filaments that could not be seen clearly at a distance.

Clayton couldn't read the image, so he sought the mage's interpretation.

"What does that represent?"

Julius watched it uneasily, the change of attitude was swift.

"That means Barbara is surrounded by people."

(End of this chapter)