Demon Hunter and His Hut

　　 "What is he going to do?!"

　　 Roger was startled, and suddenly thought of Anna, whom he had met not long ago.

　　The information about the ghost flashed through his mind, he had no time to think, and walked out quickly.

"boom!"

　　 Roger pretended to be stubborn and touched the tables and chairs next to him, making a sound.

　　 "Roger, what happened?"

　　Andrin hurriedly stood up and asked.

"Uh……"

　　 Roger glanced quickly, and the head that floated from the pocket watch had been off the table, slowly drifting towards Andrin.

　　 "Andrin, I want to have a good talk with you about the morning."

　　 "Talk about it, now?"

　　Andrin hesitated. She glanced at Henrik who was sitting on the sofa, but in a moment, she made a choice.

　　 "Um... I'm sorry, my kid... I must have a good talk with him."

"it does not matter."

　　 Henrik stood up gracefully, he picked up the pocket watch on the table, "It has been a long time for you, and I will also ask if there are other questions. I will call you if I have other questions."

　　 "Thank you for your understanding."

　　Andrin still feels a little impolite.

　　Roger stood there, trying to stay normal, trying not to let his expression show any flaws.

　　 The pale head gradually moved away from Andrin, and he stared at Roger coldly with a pair of dead fish eyes.

　　 Just when Roger thought the other party was about to do something, the man named Henrik opened his pocket watch gently, and his head floating in the air was pulled into the pocket watch.

　　 Click!

　　 The cover is closed.

　　 The room returned to normal again.

　　 Roger's tense muscles gradually relaxed. If the group of things really pounced on Andrin just now, then he could only choose to attack that Henrik.

　　 Seeing the man away, Roger was completely relieved.

　　 "Funny kid."

　　 Standing on the corner of the street, Henrik glanced back and smiled.

　　 "A born psychic?"

　　 He pulled off the tie under his collar and got into a car on the side of the road.

　　 As soon as he got in the car, he quickly took off his suit jacket, reached out his hand and took it out somewhere, "There is some air leakage without underwear..."

　　Compared with the sane look just now, he has completely changed.

　　 Starting the car, Henrik drove to a manor at the end of the road.

　　 There is the oldest mansion in the entire Bay Town.

　　 Enter the gate according to the procedure. It didn't take long for Henrik to see the owner of the manor.

　　 An old woman with gray hair and thin body.

　　 Mayor of Haiwan Town, Ms. Hu Da.

　　 Henrik didn't speak, but pushed a hand carved with intricate patterns.

　　 The old woman just glanced, but didn't move.

　　 "It's been a long time since I saw anyone from the Hunter Guild."

　　 She glanced at Henrik, "Since you are looking for me, then you must be a demon hunter?"

　　 "I am not extraordinary."

　　 "I'm afraid it will be hard to be in the future."

　　 The loneliness on Henrik's face flashed past.

　　 "I'm here to ask for help. A standard demon hunting squad needs a hunter and a psychic."

　　 He looked at Hu Da expectantly.

　　 "I'm old, I can't act with you, and no one in my family inherits the talent of psychics."

　　 The old woman put her arms around her shoulders.

　　 "If you want to inquire about information, you can come here anytime, but other things..."

　　 "I can't help you much, you should go find someone else."

　　 "You don't have a daughter or granddaughter?"

　　 Henrik smiled.

　　 "Maybe I've missed it, I can test it for you again?"

　　 Henrik glanced at the portrait on the wall, which was painted with important members of the entire family. He could see that the family's genes were very good, all of them were handsome men and beautiful women.

"No!"

　　 The voice of the old woman became cold.

　　 "If there is nothing else, please leave. I'm old and I'm a little lacking in energy."

　　 "Haha..."

　　 Henrik smiled awkwardly, "I don't mean anything else, just ask casually."

　　 He stood up.

"Oh, right."

　　 "What do you think about the recent beast attack in the town?"

　　 The old woman glanced at Henrik.

　　 "The only thing I can be sure of is that there are no ghosts in it."

　　 "Thank you." Henrik smiled.

　　 There is no ghost, which means it may be something else.

　　 "Thank you for your coffee."

　　 Henrik turned and left.

　　 "This is the best coffee. It's a pity that I didn't drink it in one sip."

　　 When clearing the table, the maid murmured softly.

　　 At the other end of the town, in Sherman's manor, the atmosphere is not so harmonious.

　　 Ivy has a sullen face, and her body exudes a dangerous atmosphere. Recently, she turned the island where Kant once lived upside down.

　　 It is no exaggeration to say that she has searched every corner of the island, not even the nearby beaches and waters.

　　 But the result is still nothing.

　　 In this case, it is strange that she is in a good mood.

　　 "How is the investigation?"

　　 Thinking of things in her heart, Ivy's tone seemed a little heavy.

　　 "The boy named Roger definitely has a problem!"

　　 "Something may be on him!"

　　 Sherman sat opposite Ivy.

　　 "Where's the thing? Have you got it?"

　　 Ivy's face turned from cloudy to sunny.

　　 Sherman shook his head.

　　 "The person I sent missed~www.wuxiahere.com~ A gardener and a servant died!"

　　 "But I finally found a prepared seed, he has been missing for a day and night, it should be something wrong."

　　 "Waste!"

　　 Ivy patted the table fiercely.

　　 "Ms. Ivy, I am not your subordinate, I paid the price for this!"

　　 "After so many days, you only got a specious news?"

　　 "Why don't you do it yourself, grab him and tortured me?"

　　 Ivy's expression became very dangerous.

　　 "You told me not to act rashly!"

　　 Sherman was also a little annoyed.

　　 "That kid lives in the sheriff's house, what can I do, rush to the door and catch him?"

　　 The expected goal was not achieved, and Sherman's tone was a bit aggressive.

　　 "There is a way after all, it just depends on whether you want to do it or not!"

　　 "I heard about the beast attack in the town, is it your ghost?"

　　 "You put all your energy on it, and you don't have the mood to do things for me!"

　　 Ivy asked.

　　 "I don't know what you are doing, but do you want to be extraordinary with just a few rituals?"

　　 Ivy snorted.

　　 "Vision."

　　 "It's better to help me if you have that energy!"

　　 She stood up abruptly, "You don't need you for the rest. I will personally catch that kid and interrogate him carefully."

　　 "The agreement is terminated, and I will report your performance carefully."

　　 After a period of searching, Ivy completely lost patience, and reality forced her to take some extreme measures.

　　The fingertips became sharp, and Ivy showed a trace of hideousness on her face.