This number of people can barely support patrol missions, and is definitely not enough for inspections.
Even if a thorough inspection is carried out, the house in front may be missed due to lack of manpower.
By the time they had checked the streets ahead, Fair would secretly move over from his hiding place, but would find nothing after the check - there would be no time to do it again.
"I want to know what the Seed of Destruction is."
After thinking for a moment, she asked out loud.
"Is Fair Lawrence the seed itself?"
"Or is the seed parasitic in his body?"
"In the two possibilities, what is the manifestation of each extraordinary power?"
"What are its characteristics? What kind of traces might it leave?"
It was impossible to solve the case without intelligence information. Her left eye was not moving at the moment, so she had to seek intelligence support if she wanted to find the seed.
"Villefort said...if the situation gets out of control, the Level 9 file will be sent to us soon."
Xia Yibing reached out and rubbed her eyebrows.
"But I advise you not to get your hopes up too much."
"If that document can really explain these problems, then they...then they should have found Fair Lawrence long ago."
This is true.
This person suffers from "mechanical phobia", a very unpopular classification of hysteria that exists almost exclusively for him.
Such characteristics are very prominent among civilians. If the information really contained the characteristics of the Seed of Destruction, he should have been caught by the agents long ago and would not have survived until today.
"I think I know something..."
At this moment, a voice suddenly came from the door.
Everyone turned around and saw it was Grimm.
He had been leaning against the door frame, frowning and thinking since he came in. The others were not familiar with him, and no one cared about him unless Ethan cared about him, so they didn't even notice how long Grim had been leaning there thinking.
"Yes, I am gradually remembering it."
The black agent held his head, and his entire face seemed to be completely submerged in darkness.
"The primary form of the Seed of Destruction... the awakening stage."
“It needs nutrients.”
"It requires a lot of blood and flesh to grow."
Chapter 28 Outbreak
Is this clerk actually useful?
As soon as he opened his mouth for the first time, Hitzfeld knew that this was probably why Villefort had placed him in Team 17.
"Alex? How do you know this?" Zafira stared at Grim in surprise, "This is a level nine file..."
It may even be information that is not even in the ninth-level archives.
But Grim Alex actually knew about it. Did he have a ninth-level agent? Or did he read detailed information about the Dead Silence Woods?
"I don't know..." Thinking about the latter part, Grim's expression became somewhat painful, "I can only remember this much... the latter part... and why I know... I get a headache whenever I think about it."
"Your memory must have been tampered with." Xia Yibing frowned and said, "Then amnesia should not be something that is born with you."
As she said this, she glanced at Hem with a cold gaze, and the latter immediately promised everyone: "I swear I will never tease him about this again!"
After thinking for a while, Hem added: "Of course, what Pippen does has nothing to do with me."
Pippen was not there.
Hitzfeld noticed when he stuck his head out just now that the kid was still hanging out in the backyard downstairs.
As a young man and an intern, he must have been shy. He missed the opportunity to catch up immediately and wanted to find an excuse to explain his actions, so he pretended to suspect that there were clues in the backyard and searched everywhere.
I hope he can show some composure. Xia's management methods are not mediocre.
After silently praying for him for a second, the girl said, "Then things will be easy. Find where in the town there is the most 'flesh and blood'. He will most likely go to those places..."
As she spoke, her voice became lowered, her expression gradually became solemn, and she ran past Ethan and out.
“Hitzfeld!” Ethan was startled by her and immediately chased after her, “Wait! What did you find?”
“Those travelers!” Hitzfeld turned around and shouted as he ran, “Everyone else in Yongye is staying at home, only those travelers are left! They are right across the street!!”
When she rushed downstairs, she almost bumped into Agent Anmi who had rushed back.
Agent Anmi missed the stage where they were building suspicion on Fair-Lawrence and saw her running down with a confused look on her face.
"Ms. Hitzfeld? What are you doing..."
Hitzfeld just glanced at him and ran away without saying anything.
There are several people behind her, and someone will have to explain. She doesn't want to waste any more time now.
"Anmi!" Sure enough, several people quickly went downstairs and met him. Grim was hanging at the back. Seeing his confused look, he stopped and began to explain what had just happened.
"Is that so!?"
Having said that, Agent Anmi wasn't terribly surprised.
Because he had long suspected Fair Lawrence.
He was not qualified to access the intelligence about the Seeds of Destruction, but after all, he had been doing this for so many years and had good vision and experience. Naturally, he could tell from the organization's blockade of the town of Elnak that the other party had great hidden dangers.
It is very likely an evil curse, and it is not an ordinary curse.
"Our people live in the rooms above and below him!" He was mainly surprised by this. "And there is no place to climb on the outer wall. How did he do it? Can he fly?"
Meanwhile, Hitzfeld had run across the street, his eyes fixed on the lights across the street.
The hotel directly opposite was where they initially stayed and changed clothes. Agent Anmi said that the store that accommodates travelers is right next to it.
Look to the left, there's a car.
Look to the right, there are three carriages.
Even though they were all lit, Hitzfeld already knew which one to choose.
She immediately turned right and rushed to the store. The police officer at the door saw her and wanted to say hello, but as soon as he raised his hand, she questioned him: "Those people... where is the thatched house?"
"In the back..." The police officer was very young. He was stared at by the blue one-eyed man and immediately stuttered: "Ms. Hitzfeld...what happened?"
"Take me there." The girl ordered him rudely, "They are in danger."
Along the way, she met four police officers in succession, and the first echelon of the charge quickly grew to five people.
Rushing out of the corridor with these people and into the backyard, Hitzfeld looked up and vaguely saw a bloated shadow when he heard a voice pointing "over there".
It is not very tall, only about two stories high, but it is really big enough to be used as a garage when placed on the street.
There was a light hanging above the door frame of the building. There were several men in fur coats smoking and talking at the door. They should be the hunters or merchants.
"Officers!" They also spotted Hitzfeld at the same time, "And this nun? What are you doing?"
The tone was mostly joking, because they could tell at a glance that Hitzfeld was not a real nun.
As a businessman, he traveled a lot, so his eyesight should be improved. Of course, they knew that the nuns of the Goddess of the Sun did not wear white skirts, and they thought that the police officers had sent the mobile theater troupe to entertain them.
As a result, they looked at the girl in a less polite way.
Some of them could be described as unscrupulous, especially after seeing the collar around the girl's neck, they were already licking their lips in excitement.
But Hitzfeld had no time for that.
In the eyes of the merchants, the delicate nun's face quickly turned to fear, and she shouted: "Watch out up there!"
The policemen also looked frightened. Some of them pulled out their guns, and two of them even pointed upwards.
The businessmen were overjoyed.
"Is this rehearsed?"
Someone poked his companion.
"It's quite realistic, as if I were in Elnak for the first time. Who doesn't know how strict the defense is here?"
My companions were also laughing.
But as he was laughing, he suddenly felt something falling on his shoulder.
Reach out and touch.
is blood.
The dark red viscous liquid exudes a decayed and fishy smell.
With a buzzing sound, he felt his brain go blank.
He seemed to be unable to hear any sounds from the outside world. He froze there, slowly looking up, and saw a deformed monster lying on the smooth wooden wall above the door frame.
Does it look like a human?
Not sure... Although it is partly human, its surface is too horrible.
Endless tentacles sprouted from its flesh.
As thin as a vine.
Thick as a rhizome.
The ends of the two arms gradually turned black, just like the black roots, sharper and larger.
It hooked its huge wooden claws on the wall, poked its head down little by little, and slowly revealed its face.
"Fair Lawrence!"
The frozen man cried out in surprise. The next moment, a dark shadow flashed by, and his upper body disappeared.
"Gudu... gudu..."
He lifted the half of the human body that was torn off by his claws above his head, opened his mouth and drank the things that dripped out from the broken part. From the performance, Fair Lawrence had already become a real monster.
"boom!"
Hitzfeld raised his gun and shot.
The first shot missed.
She fired four more shots and vaguely saw blood bursting from the opponent's body.
She quickly opened the rotary to change bullets, and her expression became more serious when she looked at the monster.
The close-range shooting was like tickling it.
Plus the swing just now.
It was able to tear the muscles and spine apart in an instant, and the remaining half of the body was still standing on the ground...
With such a terrifying power, can she be dealt with by 100 more people?
"Miss Hist......"
The monster lowered the other giant claw that was protecting its head, and tears of blood appeared in its eyes.
"Why……"
"Why do you treat me like this..."
"Does the goddess no longer want to protect me? Do you also think I'm crazy?"
"Mr. Lawrence."
Hitzfeld's chest heaved violently, and he took a deep breath to calm himself.
"Please believe me, the goddess has never abandoned you, and neither have I."
"You should be... no, you are normal now! But we need to ask some more questions about the nightmare before, can you please... come down first?"
She had already heard footsteps; Xia Yibing was approaching quickly.
"I……"
The monster seemed to be struggling.
