i created the old gods

Chapter 279 Sydney Cow Trail
In the manager's office of Sydney International Airport in Australia, Nick, a black commander from the United States, stood in front of the window, looking at this strange land with emotion.

The history of Australia is very complicated. The first residents to arrive in Australia were the exiled prisoners of the British Kingdom. It is also a member of the British Commonwealth.

As an American, Nick is naturally not afraid of the situation here. He is surrounded by elite agents from the United States, and they are naturally accompanied by Australian soldiers on this trip. Their goal this time is only to explore, not to annihilate.

"Mr. Nick, you know, although this flight took off from our airport, I actually don't know the situation of the plane. That plane belongs to your American company."

Listening to the rambling disclaimer of the airport manager in front of him, Nick frowned and said slowly: "Manager, you don't need to worry. We understand your difficulties here, and naturally we won't blame you for anything. We just want to Do you know anything strange happened here before this plane took off?"

"strange things?"

When the airport manager heard this, he looked obviously stunned for a moment and began to recall in detail the situation before the flight took off a few days ago.

It's a pity that he wasn't at the airport at all that day. Instead, he was flirting with his secretary in the office. Successful people do this, and he is not an exception.

Seeing that the airport manager was hesitant and speechless, Nick could only sigh and slowly said: "Forget it, please call over some of the staff on duty that day."

The airport manager looked at the ferocious Australian troops on the side, and then at the serious-looking FBI federal investigator Nick. Only then did he realize that this matter seemed to have nothing to do with him. He immediately breathed a sigh of relief and said, "Okay. Please wait a moment, I will have my staff come to you right away."

After that, the airport manager called them in front of them and asked directly: "Ahem, Lemire, you called the employees on duty at the airport the day before yesterday to come to my office. There are a few gentlemen from the United States who have some questions. Ask them."

"What gentleman from the United States? Are those little cousins ​​from the United States here to ask for money again?"

A sarcastic young female voice came from the other end of the phone. It sounded like a young female voice. The voice was very loud. Everyone present was either a soldier or an agent. Naturally, they could hear what was on the phone. Agents and soldiers. They all stared at the airport manager, who seemed to be over middle-aged, expressionless.

Of course the airport manager felt a lot of pressure being looked at like this, and his voice gradually became irritable: "Hurry up! I can't see those people within half an hour, so get out of here!"

Listening to the irritable voice, the woman on the other end of the phone naturally realized that something was not right about the situation. She did not dare to do anything, so she could only agree and started to do her job as a manager's secretary.

After hanging up the phone, the manager managed to regain his graceful demeanor and said to the agents and soldiers: "Gentlemen, please don't worry. You will be able to see the employees who showed up at the airport that day within half an hour."

Hank nodded and said, "Thank you for your cooperation."

After that, he sat on the sofa in the airport manager's office and quietly waited for the airport employees to arrive.

The agents stood there expressionlessly, accompanied by several military officers and soldiers with guns. The airport manager was under great pressure and just kept complaining in his heart why this matter happened in his own airport instead of Another mysterious airport.

There are so many airports in Sydney, and their airport is just the tip of the iceberg. This probability makes him want to cry.

This half hour was bound to be torturous. The airport manager was sitting on pins and needles, looking a little reserved in the small manager's office, as if this was not his own office, but the office of the black commander in front of him.

His aura is a bit unclear. Nick, who has experienced the FBI, naturally has a much higher aura than the airport manager. This kind of aura also makes the manager sweat profusely and increase his pressure.

For the manager, this half hour is a long time, but for these FBI agents who flew all the way from the United States, it is simply too short.

Half an hour passed quickly, and the sound of high-heeled shoes rang in the corridor. A blond woman with heavy makeup came in with her plump body twisted, but she was frightened by the battle as soon as she entered.

She pushed the door open and seemed to be preparing for a passionate kiss with the manager. Unexpectedly, the heavily armed soldiers at the door startled her, and the agents in suits and ties also made her afraid to speak.

The manager didn't see his little lover's embarrassed posture. Instead, he frowned and asked, "Where are you, why are you here by yourself?"

"Ah? Oh oh oh."

Only then did the blond woman react and said: "I asked about the personnel. I asked for leave the day before yesterday when I was on duty in the lobby. Many security guards have disappeared in the past few days."

"All the staff who worked indoors the day before yesterday took leave?"

After hearing this, Nick immediately stood up from the sofa, looked at the blond woman, and said loudly: "Give me their home address!"

The blond woman subconsciously said, "We have no right to divulge the privacy of our employees unless there is a government order."

Before Nick could speak, the officer who had been standing next to Nick showed his ID and spoke Australian English at the same time: "In secret operations of the government, keep everything simple."

After that, Nick took away the documents held by the blonde woman and began to compare them one by one.

The blond woman and the airport manager had nothing to say and could only stand aside, seemingly an eyesore.

To be honest, the airport manager is already considered an upper-class person in society, and he is not so constrained when facing ordinary government agencies.

However, it was the US FBI and the Australian military that were dispatched now. Coupled with what happened a few days ago, the airport manager naturally felt fearful and did not dare to make any comments.

Confronting the army is definitely a dead end. The airport manager is not stupid, he is just providing some help, and he can make money by avoiding a disaster for himself.

"According to the list above, let's set off."

At this time, Nick seemed to have assigned the home addresses of each employee on the list. After giving instructions to several agents, he said: "Let's go."

The agents filed out of the manager's office, followed by several heavily armed soldiers.

Nick looked up at the airport manager, smiled slightly, shook hands with the airport manager, and whispered: "Thank you my friend, we should meet again. Next time we meet, don't be so nervous."

"It is my honor to provide clues to the FBI and I look forward to meeting you next time."

The airport manager held Nick's hand, regained some of his upper-class demeanor, and responded with a smile: "I believe the next time we get along will be as pleasant as today."

"I hope so."

Nick shrugged his shoulders, turned around and walked towards the gate, followed by several Australian military officers, while the airport manager looked at Nick's back and fell into deep thought for a long time, until Nick's figure completely left his sight, the airport manager said nothing. He slowly showed a strange smile.

His lover held the airport manager's hand with her balls and said coquettishly: "My dear, who are these people and what are they here to do?"

The airport manager didn't reply, so the lover could only take a deep breath and was about to continue asking something, but suddenly found that the airport manager's arms seemed to be much hairier than before.

"It's here."

Nick stood in front of a townhouse, ringing the doorbell, waiting for the owner to open the door.

Australia is vast and sparsely populated, so there is not such a shortage of land resources. Most people can afford to live in villas. The difference in living between the rich and ordinary people is only in the interior decoration, land area and suburban areas.

After waiting for about 2 minutes, no one opened the door. At the same time, there was a strange smell coming from the room. This naturally attracted Nick's attention. He frowned and asked the officer beside him in a low voice: "Chinese." Mr. Xiao, I would like to ask if we have the right to search the house?"

The lieutenant colonel nodded and said, "Yes, Mr. Prime Minister has ordered that as long as it is not a crime or a national secret, we have all the power."

After hearing this, Nick said: "That's good, I think something's not quite right here. Let's go in and have a look."

"Ah."

The lieutenant colonel nodded and turned around. The young and strong soldiers immediately stepped forward and hit the door hard. Within a moment, the door was knocked open. Although the door was permanently damaged, they walked away. Entered this household.

The room was very calm, a bit scary. The furniture didn't seem to have any signs of movement. The entire hall was extremely clean, but the weird smell was getting stronger and stronger, which made Nick feel that something was not simple. He immediately said: "Chinese Mr. Colonel, let’s search separately.”

"it is good."

The lieutenant colonel was like a tool man. After nodding, he said to the soldiers: "In pairs, start searching each room. If an accident occurs, fire a warning shot. If it doesn't work, just shoot!"

The lieutenant colonel is not a pedantic person either. The current situation is so urgent that it is likely to involve evil supernatural beings. The usual way of dealing with civilians is obviously not very effective.

"Yes, sir!"

The soldiers took action and began to search various rooms in the villa, and Nick and the lieutenant colonel were not idle either. They paced back and forth in the hall. Nick seemed to be eager to find the source of the strange smell.

"Damn, this smells so bad, like a sick country animal smells, damn it."

The lieutenant colonel covered his nose and complained. This gave Nick a wake-up call. Nick immediately felt that the smell seemed to be filled with a smell that he was somewhat familiar with. Thinking about it carefully, it turned out to be a smell he had in Texas yesterday. The smell emanating from the tauren who were killed.

Although the overall situation is different, the tauren smell is very similar, which makes Nick feel that there are definitely tauren here.

"Sir, the situation has not been discovered!"

"Nothing unusual on the second floor."

"Sir, some hair was found in the toilet."

A large search conducted by many soldiers did not produce much results. Only two soldiers found a few hairs that did not look like humans in the sewer outlet of the toilet, and seemed to belong to some kind of animal.

After seeing these few hairs, Nick was even more convinced that a minotaur had appeared here!
"It seems that the tauren is not an exception. There seem to be many tauren in Australia."

Nick murmured, suddenly thought of something, and immediately raised his voice: "Search the whole house immediately, looking for secret rooms, cellars and the like!"

The United States is a vast and sparsely populated country, so most homeowners choose to build several secret rooms and cellars in their homes to store things.

This is a habit of Americans, but this is Australia, and Nick doesn't know if people here also have this habit. After all, the land here is vast and sparsely populated than the United States.

Under Nick's order, the soldiers were mobilized again. They searched all over the house and even destroyed many decorations and furniture in the house. Finally, they finally gained something and found a step leading to the cellar under the sofa.

This was undoubtedly a major discovery. The Lieutenant Colonel and Nick came to the steps of the cellar and looked at the dark space and the weird, weird, disgusting, and retching smell inside, with extremely solemn expressions.

The lieutenant colonel immediately reported to the Australian government and began to investigate all nearby places where there might be cellar exits. Soon a large number of soldiers blocked the place, and several more school-level officers arrived, all ready to visit the cellar.

After careful precautions, and after basically confirming that there was sufficient oxygen and no poisonous gas, the lights were turned on and the first batch of pioneer soldiers were sent in.

Soon, the vanguard sent back the news that the entire cellar had only an entrance and no exit. They found a tauren entity and a suicide note underneath.

Nick quickly went down to the cellar, and what he saw was a narrow space with only a table and a safe. Lying on the ground was a minotaur corpse. The corpse held a pistol in its hand, and there were obvious bullet marks on its temples. It appears that he died by suicide.

Nick frowned, not knowing why the tauren committed suicide. He was preparing a suicide note, but unexpectedly the phone rang, and other teams also achieved a series of results.

Other agents found the employees' relatives murdered in the homes of airport employees, but those employees were missing. Only two of them found nothing, but found unknown hair in their residences.

Seeing this, Nick understood that things were getting more and more complicated. He took a deep breath, picked up the suicide note, and began to read it slowly.

However, the contents of the suicide note made Nick a little horrified, as if there was a thorn in his back and he was sweating profusely!
Not long ago, these tauren were all humans!
PS: I've corrected my mistake. The titles of the previous chapters were all written as Chapters 160 or [-]. It should have been Chapter [-].

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