The Laws of Werewolf Hunting

Chapter 83 Torture
Because Barbara had left tooth marks on the body, they had to deal with the scene pretending the detectives left voluntarily, and then stuffed that one body into the car too, even though it was horribly crowded.

It's perfectly normal for an armed detective to be shot dead by a rival, but being shot by a cannibal gets headlines.

After leaving the fight, Clayton's leg wound slowly healed, but his face continued to bleed until the cold eased the situation.

The demon hunter's sleeve arrow left a very deep mark on his right face, almost cutting his cheek completely open, and the blood flowed into his beard, which couldn't be wiped off no matter how hard he tried, making him look very embarrassed.

Worst of all, no one in the team could drive a horse except him, and he was embarrassed to have to sit outside with this image.

But the good news is that you don't have to face Barbara's hungry and bloodthirsty eyes in the car.

He is now really afraid of her, and his own existence.

After becoming a werewolf, he could also notice that his emotions became more and more irritable. After the demon hunter shot a crossbow at him just now, Creighton's first thought after feeling the pain was not a reactive counterattack, nor was it even killing him. The witcher, but wanted to rip off his limbs and hide him.

hide?Yes.

Doing so would certainly kill the witcher, but the point of the idea was not to kill him, but to hide him—like a beast hoards provisions for the winter.

This strange idea does not disappear in reason now, it lives with reason.

Clayton was horrified by the harmony.

I heard that Gelid seems to have been executing those guys who can't control their desires. I don't know if those victims are guys who continue to let their instincts develop.

"Clayton." Julius' voice came from the carriage.

Clayton absently squeezed the rein to push the horse forward, and the wheels made a soft rumbling sound as they rolled, and he responded to Julius in this light sound:
"what happened?"

"I forgot to mention that Mr. Akeqi, who is in charge of corporate security, is now on Xiangyou Street. If you want to know more about the affairs of the Presbyterian Church in Sasha City, you can ask him. He is an important member of the Council. Member." After confirming his father's attitude, Julius cooperated more with Clayton's work.

"What about you? Why can't I ask you directly?" Clayton recovered and asked, he thought the elder's son should know more than others.

A dull voice came from the carriage: "I only came back in March this year, and I haven't been here for the past six years."

It's October now, and seven months is already a lot of time. Clayton doesn't understand what Julius has been doing for so long, which is probably one of the reasons why Grogne is disappointed in him.

Clayton thought about shaking the reins, and drove the carriage to St. Mored's Parish. He wanted two members of the Hooker Detective Agency to be transported there—of course not his home, but No. 15 Xiangyou Street, the Presbyterian Church another stronghold.

Before the action, he and Julius discussed the future issues.

Those detectives are going to die in the end, and the bodies have to be disposed of.

The other strongholds of the Presbyterian Church were closer to the city center. He was not that familiar with the conditions, so it was easy to bump into ordinary people, and it was also inconvenient to dispose of corpses.

Xiangyou Street is a good location, where some dark descendants who work for the Presbyterian Church live.

Before he knew the name Presbyterian, Clayton had passed by there looking for rentals.

It was a group of apartment buildings, and the location was not particularly good. There were a few street corners that were extremely crowded, and the sun did not shine in. It just created the feeling of a slum in St. Morede Parish.There are spiked iron fences and walls blocking the outside of the row of apartment buildings, and only people can be seen coming out of the houses, and few people are seen entering.

Usually there are not many pedestrians on the street, and occasionally strange shouts can be heard when passing by, and children and buskers will not stay there.

At that time, he had a bad opinion of this area, and he thought it was the stronghold of gang forces here, so the rented house kept a certain distance from Xiangyou Street.

Thinking about it now, everything has been explained, but it has not deviated too much from the conjecture.

The evening drive was faster, and it took them an hour to reach No. 15 Xiangyou Street.

The buildings here follow the rules, and every brick and tile looks quiet. It is hard to imagine that there will be a group of non-human beings who master extraordinary violence.

The lights in the apartment building were off, but both Clayton and Barbara noticed eyes peering out from behind the darkened windows.

Everyone in the Presbyterian Church seemed to recognize Julius, and soon someone came out and opened the door without Julius even saying hello.

The team of four dragged the two detectives through the gate as quickly as possible,

There are a few strange dark descendants working here, and they are quite surprised to see them, and they slowly gather around, talking about their intentions.

They hide well, but don't see people in a way that normal people have.

Those eyes frequently glanced over the hair, eyes, ears, and hands of outsiders other than Julius, and they didn't seem to be recognizing people in detail, but wanted to observe deeper content.

They were guessing the race of the newcomers.

These people were obviously old members of the Presbyterian Church, and Clayton wondered why Grogne didn't introduce them to the new members.

When Clayton dragged the detective's body in, he saw a gentleman standing away from the crowd, standing by the clothes fork near the fence, looking up at the moon, and holding a green beer bottle in his hand. Cozy.

Hearing the commotion behind him, the gentleman turned his head 180 degrees to look back, his round yellow eyes staring at them without blinking.

He actually has the head of an owl.

"Mr. Akzi, let's borrow a room." Julius lowered his head slightly.Although he has been doing nothing on the basis of his status as the elder's son, he has shown extraordinary respect for this Mr. Owl, which is a treatment that Clayton, who beat him up, cannot receive.

"What are you going to use it for?"

"Torture and dispose of the corpse." Clayton said, he had prepared himself to be malicious.He had heard from Julius that this was where they slept and that no one liked bringing a dead body home.

Akeqi didn't turn around, but just untied a key from his waist and threw it over his shoulder, and was firmly caught by Clayton.

"The interview room is empty. Remember to deal with the blood when you're done." His tone was light, as if this situation was not uncommon, which made Clayton wary, but he didn't ask further.

There was a room number engraved on the key, and the lieutenant took a look at it, and beckoned the others to drag the three bodies into the room.

Akeqi said that the interview room was fully equipped with tools and very professional.

The process of torture is too bloody, so I won't go into details here.

It is worth mentioning that Barbara was excluded from the room, Florentine sat on the chair without moving, and Julius leaned on the corner of the wall to vomit after watching for a while. use.

Torture is a very unpleasant thing. It was very unpleasant when Clayton was a human being. If others would do it, he would not take the initiative to do it.

Harsh criminal laws can make the wicked confess, but they can also make the most honest people lie.

Hook detectives are of course human, but they don't know much, and requests for cooperation with the Holy Grail Society are handled by their superiors.

However, they came to Sasha City not only to buy land from the government, but also to serve the spider priest.And they are only the first batch, and there will be a group of people coming later.A strange object is about to arrive in Sasha City under their escort, and the designated signatory is Athena Berruger.

The so-called strange things are extraordinary props that have been contaminated with the power of the fairyland.

Legend has it that as long as you polish it, the oil lamp that will make a wishing elf float out, the magic flute that confuses children, the thunderous horn that can wake up sleeping giants, and the mechanical nightingale that sings endlessly and can speak human languages. Most of the similar things are true. It exists, but the function may not be so strong.

The people of the Holy Grail Society hired them to send a strange object here to support the Spider Priest, but because of the characteristics and tasks of the Spider Priest, they believed that they might not be able to find this employer, and other accidents might happen if it took a long time , That's why we will formulate a strategy to go to Sasha City in batches.

The first batch was to establish contact with Athena and cooperate with her to carry out the task. Now they have completed this, but the second batch of Hook detectives still don’t know, so some people will be left at the Bronze Horse Hotel to inform the latecomers , quickly exchanged information, and delivered the goods to Athena.

It's a pity that because of the request of the employer Athena, they can only wait for those who follow her to contact them. Clayton can't learn about Athena's current hidden location from them.

But this may also be an opportunity.

After they contacted Athena, they sent a letter to the rear to inform the second team of detectives to set off, so the strange object will probably arrive in Sasha City this week.

Those escorts didn't know that the companions at the Bronze Horse Inn were dead, so Clayton could set up an ambush for the second interception, and take the strange item sent by the Holy Grail.

That's about all the information Clayton could get from Detective Hook. The demon hunter among the two detectives might know more, but Clayton hasn't taken much measures against him yet, so he uses a Suicide in a strange way, no traces can be seen from the outside, but the way of death seems to be poisoned, and it is too late to stop.

Of course, this demon hunter was only one step ahead of his companion, and Clayton quickly used his sharp claws to send the one next to him to join him.

After dealing with them, Clayton washed his hands in the basin on the sliding tool table, repeatedly, with unstoppable remorse in his heart.

He was sorry for the appetite he had whetted in the process.

All negative emotions will more or less be transformed into appetite, even shame. This is the nature of werewolves, and it is inevitable.

But reason made him feel sick again.

When everything was over and the room was cleaned, he took Julius and pushed the door out, only to see Mr. Owl standing very close to the door, the door leaf almost brushing against him.

"Clayton Bello, you're promising," he said to Clayton.

　Due to allergic reactions, the update has slowed down in the past few days, and the number of chapters will be increased as compensation in the future
　　
　
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