Mysterious Hunting Ground

Chapter 153 153. Message
It was dark when Dean got home.

Paque is also off work, his burly body is covered with an apron, and the incarnation of a muscular chef is cooking tomato pasta in the open kitchen, with steaming lamb stew and mixed vegetable salad next to him.

The air was filled with the aroma that made people move their index fingers. Dean took a deep breath and looked straight.
"Who are you, and where did you tie Paque?"

"What's going on?" The big man stirred the food in the pot without turning his head.
"My uncle can only cook in the dark, but your cooking skills are not bad."

Pacqui swiped the spoon horizontally and made a fierce gesture of wiping his throat, "I can't make progress?"

"I see, it's thanks to Teacher Kelly Chen." Dean returned to the dining table with stewed mutton and salad, and looked at his uncle dressed as a house-husband and sighed, "Once a man starts to pursue a certain woman, he wears a Taste and culinary skills will evolve in an all-round way.”

Pacqui nodded frankly, showing off, "Did you have a good time today?"

"Jonathan is a bit introverted, but his photography skills are good, which gave me some inspiration. He invited me to listen to music at home tomorrow."

"I didn't see that you are a socially gifted kid. You convinced a super introverted teenager in one day, and we will continue tomorrow." Paque brought two plates of pasta to the table and shared them, and the two began to enjoy a sumptuous dinner, "Jonathan's pair Brothers are as severely lacking in manliness as they were once, and you just happen to be able to guide them. Just return Joyce's favor for me."

"Okay then, let's get back to the topic, have you heard about Jane Seymour?" Dean forked the noodles quickly and calmly,
"I only found out that she has never studied at Hawkins Middle School, and she has not been seen in the town in the past year or two."

"I'll give you a week. If you can't find any clues... I won't continue to be a nanny."

"The brat wants to be beaten again?"

"Come on! Don't cry out in pain like last night!"

……

Not long after, the second five-game losing streak fell into the sofa in the living room, with a sweat towel wrapped around his neck, and with a can of beer in his hand, he turned his attention to a TV show called "Dallas". Soap opera.

Dean went back to the bedroom, locked the door, and changed into dark clothes.

Standing in front of the bedroom window jumped off the second floor.

Huhu——

Under the bright moonlight, a bat-like huge black shadow vibrated its wings, and flew to stop 30 meters from the ground along with the icy air current.

Dean began to fly and patrol along the entire block, sweeping the interior of the houses on the side of the road with the perspective of God, and inspecting the wonderful nightlife of the people of Hawkins...

……

Early the next morning, Dean drove to Jonathan's house. Not far away, a bicycle came down from another house on the hillside and just landed in front of the car. The boy riding the bicycle had thick curly hair and a fat face. With a hearty smile,

"Good morning, I'm Dustin Henderson. I've never seen you before, are you the new neighbor?"

The boy seemed to be about ten years old, and he was very warm and friendly, without the mischievous behavior common to boys of this age.

"Good morning, I'm Dean Lu. I just came here yesterday, and I live at No. 36 on the hillside." Dean slowed down, let the bicycle follow him to the window, and took out a snack from his supply bag and threw it away. Over the past, the precision falls into the bike basket.

"Wow, creamy POLO candy, my favorite, thanks buddy!" Dustin smiled and narrowed his eyes and opened his mouth wide, only then did Dean notice that his mouth was empty and toothless like an old man , Properly a toothless boy.

Because there are no teeth, the speech is a bit leaky.

"Let's talk next time, Dustin, I'm leaving first."

……

"Good morning, Jonathan."

"Welcome..." Jonathan ushered the guests into the living room, and accepted the gift awkwardly, "Have you had breakfast? I just baked bread."

"Thank you, I've already eaten."

Dean looked around with his eyes and turned on the God's perspective scan. This house is obviously lower than the house in the Paque block. There is no second floor or basement. Upholstery, cabinets and other sundries occupy the aisle of the living room. Carpets, furniture and electrical appliances are all covered It has been around for a certain period of time, and it is crowded and messy against the backdrop of brown wall coverings and carpets.

In addition, Dean found that the lawn outside their house had not been mowed very much, and it was overgrown and extremely untidy.

"Sorry, I haven't had time to clean up yet..." Jonathan scratched the back of his head and said with some shame, "The house is messy."

"No, it looks very warm."

"Dean, this is my younger brother Will, who is currently in fifth grade at Hawkins." Walking through the restaurant, Jonathan introduced a little boy with a pot head sitting at the dining table drinking milk, who seemed a little malnourished, His arms and legs are as thin as chopsticks, his skin is pale, and his facial features perfectly inherit Joyce's advantages. He is delicate and handsome. There is a small mole on the upper left lip, which makes his temperament more feminine. If you don't pay attention, you may think it is shy little girl.

"Hi, Will," Dean said, throwing him a creamy polo.

The boy took the candy and wiped the milk stains from the corner of his mouth, tilted the lid of the pot, and asked timidly, "Are you Dustin's new neighbor, the one who just moved to the hillside?"

"If the Dustin you're talking about is the little fat guy with missing teeth, then you're right, but I only saw him for the first time half an hour ago. How did you get the news so quickly?"

"We have a unique way of connecting...and it's not that he doesn't have teeth, he's sick, cranioclavicular hypoplasia..." Will gripped the cup tightly, defending his friend with a serious face but a weak tone.

"I remember."

"Na Dean, Dustin and I are short of a mage in our Dungeons and Dragons team, can you come, we can fight Demogorgon together in the afternoon!" The tension and timidity on Will's face quickly eased, his eyes shiny,
"Haha, I'm still a new magic apprentice. I haven't even mastered the magic of the first level. Joining you will only hinder me. Let's talk about it when I become stronger."

After breakfast, at the suggestion of Jonathan, the three of them came to the bedroom and admired the photos of the beauties they took yesterday. Dean and Jonathan were enthusiastic about seeing them, while Will probably hadn't developed yet and lacked interest.

Then the three began to listen to music, all kinds of 80s and [-]s rock music, such as David Bowie's "space oddity"

Ground Command calls Captain Tom
Take your nourishment, put on your helmet
Ground Command calls Captain Tom
The countdown begins, start the engine
……

The three sat on the edge of the bed, facing the roaring radio, shaking their heads and bodies in unison, following the tormented Elvis voice and the absurd screeching, like three fools.

"Do you like it, buddy?"

"Yes, the style is very unique," Dean nodded sincerely, "suitable for weirdos like us!"

Jonathan's face was full of smiles, and he couldn't wait to take out a bunch of tapes in his collection, "There are still a lot of good songs, pick and choose, which one you want to listen to!"

Dean glanced at it, and quickly picked out a few of them, with the titles of the songs he was familiar with printed on them, yellow, amazing days, tears in heaven...

"I'm a fan of Good Morning." Jonathan and Will said in unison, "Whenever their song comes out, you must buy it."

"You two brothers have good taste..." Dean slowly encouraged, recalling his uncle's request, "Especially you, Jonathan, who have such excellent taste in music and can take beautiful photos. You are very talented in art, you should go to this place in the future development."

"You really think so?" Jonathan exchanged a happy look with Will beside him, then turned his head unconfidently, shrugged his shoulders and shook his head, "No one ever said that."

Dean suddenly stretched out his hand and slapped Jonathan's back hard, and the palm moved down along his spine, and the latter sat up straight with his slightly bent back uncontrollably,

"Sit up straight, raise your head, and be more confident! Yes, this makes you look taller and more attractive to girls. Also, when communicating with people, look into each other's eyes and don't look away. Jonathan, you You didn’t do anything bad, don’t feel guilty.”

"Who is guilty?" Jonathan retorted with a blushing face as if his self-esteem had been hurt.
"Yes, you are not guilty," Dean said along with him, "You can help Joyce take care of the whole family, and you can work to earn money to support yourself. Do you know that you are better than those who only know how to pretend to be cool and handsome to pick up girls?" , People of the same age who drink and smoke grass are much better! At least more than 90.00%. You just don’t bother to care about them.”

Will, who was next to him, looked at this strange scene and opened his mouth wide in surprise.

Dean's strong figure magnified infinitely, and became the majestic and friendly army commander in DND, while his brother became a humble light infantry under his command.

"Will..." Dean turned around suddenly again, staring at the timid little boy next to him with piercing eyes, and patted his stiff shoulder. , "The voice can be a little louder, um, smile more, didn't Joyce and Jonathan tell you that you are very handsome."

"kindness…"

"louder please."

"understood!"

Will Chick nodded.

Dean smiled satisfied. He didn't expect to change the two brothers' personalities developed over the years in a short period of time. That's unrealistic. He just wanted to help them reduce their inferiority and cowardice as much as possible.

Life became very regular in the next few days.

Dean practiced wrestling and fighting with his uncle every night, went to the field to practice guns, then flew around Hawkins Town, meditated on the red dragon as usual, and woke up from nightmares on time in the morning.

During the day, I went to listen to rock music with the Jonathan brothers, drove around the town, went to the mall to capture various pictures with the camera, and photographed the big beauty Catherine Medici who auctioned ice cream.

During the stress-free days of vacation, Dean's auditory hallucinations and nightmare symptoms began to quickly alleviate, and he also stepped into the door of the photographer.

……

time into early July,

Dean Lou

Character level: 4 (310/500)

Age: 19
Physical: 16.1
Power: 14.1
Sensitivity: 14.3→14.4
Perception: 13.1→13.2
Spirit: 18.1
Will: 14→14.1
Ability: 6/6
Fighting lv3 (20→30/400)
Shooting lv3 (155→160/400)
Shadow of the Past lv2 (0→20/300)

Red Dragon Meditation lv2 (160→180/300)
Mimic lv1 (113→133/200)
Fantasy space lv0, volume 2 cubic meters.

Expertise, system capability: Omit.

……

That evening, Paque, who had just got off work, unbuttoned his suit and tie in the full-length mirror, rubbed his tired face again,

"I've got two pieces of news about Jane Seymour, one good and one bad. Which should I hear first?"

"Bad news." Dean leaned against the bedroom doorframe without thinking.

"Jane Seymour used to run a small jewelry store in the town of Hawkins, and she was with Lena, so there was communication between them, but unfortunately, Jane died in a car accident five years ago...and was buried in the north of the town. In the cemetery."

Dean was very disappointed. After a long time, the person they were looking for was dead.

"Jane died in the hospital ward?"

Pacqui couldn't figure out the meaning of the question, but he answered truthfully, "He died on the road in the car accident on the spot."

Dean's face darkened. For those who died in the open area outside, his current ability is still unable to channel.

There is no way to communicate with Jane's soul.

Paqui changed his voice again, "The good news is that Jane left behind a son, Peter, who is now being raised by her aunt Lucia who came back from out of town, and lives in the town."

"Does this aunt know about Lena and Bright?" Dean asked.

Paqui shook his head, "Lucia has only moved here for five years, so it is reasonable to say that she doesn't know your parents."

"How old is Peter?"

"This year, study at Hawkins Middle School."

"Lena and Guangming passed through the town nine years ago and their whereabouts are unknown," Dean sighed. "And Peter was only nine years old at that time, can he remember the clues?"

"We have no choice but to go to him and have a try." Paque pulled on his tie, turned and walked down the stairs, "Let's go, change into a formal suit, and go to the hospital!"

"Why did you go to the hospital?"

Paqui's serious words made his heart tremble, "Peter is sick, and very sick."

"Xie Te, did you learn mathematics from the wrestling teacher? This is obviously two bad news!"

(End of this chapter)