Knight Does Not Need Youth Love Story

And put the containment box containing the Tin Woodman in the place closest to him.

He wanted to see if this guy would be a demon.

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The tin woodman in the box moved his rusty body a little.

With the passage of time, the steel body has gradually been covered with bits of rust.

"Oh!"

The stiff joints and the solid containment box collided with a dull sound.

The Tin Woodman stopped immediately, and continued to pretend to be unconscious, hoping that Luo Zhen and the others would treat this as a normal collision when the car was running.

But it is a pity that the driving skills of the members responsible for driving are very good.

Luo Zhen and the others didn't feel any bumps along the way.

"Dong dong!"

A crisp knock sounded outside the containment box.

The Tin Woodman's nerves tensed immediately, and he dared not move.

If it had the same physiological structure as a normal human being, it would probably be covered in cold sweat by now.

Fortunately, the knocking sound from outside disappeared after two knocks.

This made the Tin Woodman heave a sigh of relief.

Inside the car, Luo Zhen withdrew his hand in satisfaction.

Very well, this guy is very quiet.

Luo Zhen was very satisfied with the reaction of the Tin Woodman.

After all, he is not a system holder who is afraid that the world will not be chaotic.

His task is to prevent these abnormal creatures from appearing in the world of ordinary people openly or affecting the operation of normal society.

After that, the Tin Woodman was very quiet all the way.

From the street to the base, from the car to the containment room, the Tin Woodman has always behaved very peacefully.

At least there is nothing unusual about its actions.

'Damn it! !Where is the flaw! '

Until he was locked in the containment room, the Tin Woodman did not find a suitable opportunity to escape.

Human beings along the way have great vigilance against it.

If the ax is still there, maybe you can try it, but at this time it is empty.

Nothing but a heart that had begun to fail.

The Tin Woodman's thoughts turned rapidly.

Countless ideas come up and are then dismissed.

It fantasized about shooting by itself countless times, killed these humans and then walked away.

I fantasized about how chic I was when I fled and the annoyed look of the pursuers.

Imagine enjoying the inexhaustible fresh heart in this steel forest after killing the pursuers.

Before being sent to the containment room, the Tin Woodman felt that he could not hold back.

Now!immediately!

It's about to start!

However, fantasy is fantasy because it does not happen in reality.

The Tin Woodman didn't do anything until the door of the containment room was closed.

Maybe it had a glimmer of hope, but it didn't grasp it.

Didn't even take the initiative to try to grasp it.

Crouching in despair in the containment room, the Tin Woodman almost had his depression written all over his face.

If only that face could convey emotion.

It's a pity that this cold face can't express rich emotions like a human being.

Knocking on the cold wall, the Tin Woodman couldn't help worrying about his future.

"I was really taken aback."

In the office, Joseph and Luo Zhen chatted about some details of this mission.

Although theoretically there is a confidentiality regulation, this regulation is hardly binding on internal personnel, especially those who are also investigators.

The purpose of this regulation is not to keep investigators silent about their tasks, but to give investigators the right to remain silent under special circumstances.

After all, keeping things in your head all the time will put a lot of pressure on the human spirit.

"Indeed, I was really motivated at the time."

Luo Zhen nodded in agreement.

He was really stunned when he heard Joseph said that there was no information about this town in the database.

Maybe it was the effect of the spell arranged by the woman. He ruled out the correct answer at the first time, and then thought along the wrong answer.

Tsk, I feel uncomfortable just thinking about it.

The little knight sitting on the table tilted his head to look at Rozen and Joseph.

No one knows what he is thinking at the moment.

Maybe nothing.

For the little knight, sitting down is resting.

To rest is to think about nothing.

On the other hand, Asuka Iki who was on the side became a little interested in this matter and kept asking Luo Zhen for some details.

Luo Zhen naturally expressed some of his subjective views.

After all, as a personal participant, he can only say some subjective opinions.

While Luo Zhen was chatting with Asuka Ikiji, a small episode happened in the city of Chiba.

"It's such a fascinating fragrance~"

A man who couldn't see clearly said with the tip of his nose raised.

Coming to this ghostly place out of nowhere, he was quite flustered at first.

But after asking about the scent of a large number of humans, he suddenly calmed down.

Who gets flustered by falling into a pile of food?

Moving his wrist, the corner of the man's mouth made an exaggerated arc.

The long and narrow eyes revealed the light from the predator.

Ordinary people will be shocked the moment they look at him.

Then he tore it to pieces with his sharp claws.

Yes, he is not human.

Biologically he is a werewolf.

No, if it were explained from a biological point of view, Darwin would probably lift the coffin board excitedly.

Just as the werewolf was about to start his own hunt, a figure in a red cloak quietly appeared behind the werewolf.

The red cloak was so conspicuous, like a flame in the dark, and like flowing blood.

"I smell something disgusting on you."

The eyes under the hood were fixed on the back of the werewolf, and Little Red Riding Hood tightly clenched the boning knife in her hand.

This boning knife was the weapon she used when she killed the first werewolf.

It is still used to this day, and it is not only the werewolves that are contaminated with blood.

Vampires, ghouls, Tian'e people and so on.

Anyone who is defined as a dark creature by Little Red Riding Hood will be attacked by this boning knife.

"Disgusted? Me too."

Frowning, the werewolf turned his head and said.

Little Red Riding Hood smelled delicious, he did not deny that.

But on Little Red Riding Hood's body, there was another strong breath covering the original smell.

That's the curse many werewolves cast on their murderers before they died.

These curses were mixed together and turned into a disgusting breath that made people want to vomit.

As a werewolf, he could feel the unwillingness and resentment of these werewolves.

Although these wastes are so weak that they can be killed by a human, they are still members of the werewolves.

Killing this guy can be regarded as doing good deeds, right?

With a grin, silver-white hair slowly emerged from the pores.

The body that was originally the size of a normal adult began to rise rapidly, and soon reached a height of nearly three meters.

"I'm here."

"A lot of nonsense."

Little Red Riding Hood flicked her cloak, the boning knife in her hand reflected coldly in the sun.