Red Moon Returns

"Look, it's the one poking his head at the entrance of the alley."

Under the fierce gaze of the police officer, Lynch pulled her into the passage between two buildings not far from the cafe, and pointed at a group of children who were poking their heads in the debris outside Fox Alley.

There are more than a dozen children, ranging from seven or eight years old to more than ten years old. Their identities are uncertain, but they are probably the children of nearby residents.

Lynch recognized one of the naughty kids who participated in the robbery that afternoon. He was the one who beat Martha with a branch to trick him into taking the bait, and then remembered Martha with a blossoming butt.

"The photo mentioned in Downey's note should have been handed over to him by Martha. Maya was already hiding at that time. It is impossible to contact Downey directly, otherwise there would be no need for Martha to hand it over. And Martha doesn't know Downey. It is also difficult to arrange a meeting place with Downey. There is a high probability that it will be delivered directly to his home, so Martha probably knows Downey’s address.”

"But you didn't ask her."

"Well, I didn't dare to ask." Lynch frowned. "The drunk Peter a few days ago probably just served as my liaison and committed suicide in a strange way. I'm worried that if I asked the child, she would do the same. The same fate as Drunk Peter, so I want to ask you first if this will happen."

"meeting."

"Huh? Really good."

"It's not 100%, but it is indeed possible, not because she is involved in the incident itself, but because she is relatively close to us. When we consciously seek help from her, the concept is no longer It is 'we obtain information from her', but 'she investigates information with us', which will automatically form a relationship of joint investigation in form, allowing the mystery to come into contact with Martha along the concept of 'joint investigation' Individuals, not to mention Martha’s previous experience of mysterious contact, are more likely to be corrupted.”

"Huh? But we got the information after she knew it first. The chronological order is reversed."

"You asked similar questions when we first met. I reminded you that in the mysterious world, the order of time is often messed up. What is really important are the causal relationships that we cannot understand. In fact, your informant also had similar reasons. It is related to the concept. So your worry is right. This is why the mystery should be kept away from ordinary people. It seems that you have begun to learn to think like a mystery hunter and try to avoid involving ordinary people. "

"According to what you said, as long as it's not Martha and it's just information acquisition rather than joint investigation, there won't be this problem, right?"

Lynch stared at the children in the distance in the passage, smiling.

Weird like a pervert.

"I see."

The two exchanged strange looks, whispered together for a while, and then the police officer quietly left the passage.

"Hey, you guys, you want to steal something again."

Several dirty children were gathered at the entrance of the alley. The older one was still peering inside when a sharp shout suddenly sounded from behind.

The children didn't even look back. They screamed and dispersed skillfully. They didn't forget to remind the person at the entrance of the alley: "Ah, someone is coming, Robert, run."

"Stop."

The terrifying enemy behind them roared like a giant dragon, followed by the sound of footsteps, and actually caught up with them. The frightened children screamed even more fiercely, and in the blink of an eye, they disappeared into the narrow alley between the low buildings.

The child who was peeking into the alley just now was obviously targeted by the pursuer. He changed directions several times but failed to get away from the pursuer. In the end, he got into an uninhabited corridor and escaped from the terrible enemy.

Huh, luckily I didn’t chase him in. It was really scary.

"Right, I think she's scary too."

"Hmm, that's it...yes, yes, who is it!"

"Hey hey hey, I found you, delicious kid."

The child's legs were so frightened by the sudden sound behind him that a cold hand pinched the back of his neck, causing him to groan, roll his eyes, and faint on the spot.

Behind him, Lynch's figure emerged from hiding, and he picked him up by the collar. Officer Natalie also walked into the aisle with a strange expression, but deliberately kept a certain distance from Lynch and glanced at him sideways from time to time. .

"What’s wrong with you?"

"I discovered that it is a very normal ability, but why have you used it so insidiously and obscenely several times? And it always makes me feel full of a sense of crisis, as if something terrible will happen to me in the future." Police officer. The lady clenched her fists and said, "How about I lock you up first, before you commit a crime."

"If you want to lock up this little bastard," Lynch quickly raised the child in front of him and shook it, "This kid is extremely bad."

"How is he?"

"There's no movement now. I'm probably scared to death. It's useless anyway. Just chop it into pieces and throw it into the Rand River."

"Don't chop it into pieces, I'm not dead, I'm not dead." The child immediately held his head and cried loudly.

"You still dare to shout, I will let you pretend to be dead." Lin Qi slapped him on the back of the head, which felt good, followed by another slap, "I let you put a sack on me, I let you throw rocks at me, I let you rob , don’t think I forgot, you were the most active that day.”

"Ah ah ah, stop fighting, I was wrong, I don't dare anymore."

"Okay, don't fight. He's still a child. Don't really scare him." Officer Natalie sighed, walked over and took the child's hand, and said distressedly, "Cut the hand and break the leg." Just let it go and don’t embarrass him.”

"Help!" The child was frightened and cried on the spot, trying desperately to pull his hand back, but how could an ordinary child's strength be stronger than a Level 3 soul-shifter? The police officer's hand remained motionless.

The police officer sneered: "Are you afraid? Then be honest and tell us Donny Naton's address. If you tell us, we will let you go."

"I don't know who that is. Let me go. I don't dare to do bad things anymore. Please spare my life."

Seeing that he couldn't break free, the little boy's eyes rolled around, and then he suddenly screamed for mercy, so loud that it could be heard in several streets.

However, there were police officers not far away outside, but none of them came to take a look.

Power, concealment, ability, phantom voice, and voice cannot be transmitted at all.

"Scream, you can scream as much as you want, so that people outside can hear it. Even if I lose, hmph, no one will come to save you even if your throat is broken." Lynch slapped the little bastard on the head again and said angrily, " Okay, shut up, listen to me first, and then I will chop you up and throw you on the roadside. People here are poor, and they don’t care who owns the meat when they see it. They will definitely take it home and fry it. "

"No..." The child was about to shout, but when he thought of the horrific consequences, he immediately covered his mouth and did not dare to say a word.

"We don't just come to you to beat you up. We need your help for something. Listen, Martha is in great danger now. She needs you. Only you can save her."

The little boy was obviously stunned and stopped covering his mouth. He just stared at Lynch cautiously.

"You haven't seen her since yesterday afternoon, right? It's because she was in danger and couldn't escape." Lynch pointed at himself and Officer Natalie, "Why do you think we know you are here? It was Martha who asked us to come to you to save her."

The little boy blinked and said nothing.

"Your name is Robert, right?" The police officer glanced at Lynch secretly, then let go of the child's hand and touched his head seriously, "If so, then we have not found the wrong person, Martha asked us to find him. Robert saved her."

Tsk, you are obviously happy to cooperate, why are you glaring at me?

Lynch curled his lips secretly and added: "We are friends of her mother, and I live on the second floor of their house, so she trusted me and asked us to come to you for help. Only you can save that girl now, you Do you want to live up to her expectations?”

"What should I do?" the little boy asked in a low voice.

"You see the police outside, they are all here to silence Downey. Once they find Downey, Martha will have no hope at all. We are also looking for Downey because he has the only way to save Martha. Method." Lynch patted the little boy's shoulder seriously, "My child, Martha's safety depends entirely on you."

"But I really don't know Donny Nutton, sir."

"I know, and Martha doesn't know her either, but you must know the reporter sister. On the 13th, you helped the reporter sister give something to someone. That person may be Donnie. Where did you send the things to him?"

In fact, Lynch was not sure if the child was sent with the photo Martha, but if he lived nearby, he would probably come with him. There was no harm in giving it a try.

"Oh, him, I still remember him." The little boy straightened his back immediately, patted his chest and said, "I have a good memory, he is at No. 32D Fox Lane."

found it.

Lynch let out a sigh of relief, and exchanged a look of joy with Officer Natalie. Then the two of them bumped their fists lightly, with smiles on their lips.

Finally I can get ahead of those bastards.