Demon Hunter and His Hut

"What the **** is this woman doing?"

Roger approached quietly, his muscles gradually tightened, ready to attack at any time.

In the transcendental world, it is not strange to make a corpse move again.

The body lying on the wicker chair remained motionless until Roger approached Travis.

Get closer, and the stench on the corpse gradually came. It can be seen that his mother has done some unknown treatment to the corpse.

But here is a swamp, the weather was already hot, plus Travis died for a while.

That smell...

After a closer observation, Roger determined that Travis lying on the couch was really just a dead body, not something like a voodoo zombie.

Some things were placed on the table next to him. Roger had read Travis's information and was able to infer that these things were Travis's beloved things during his lifetime.

On the other side, there is a dark mat on the floor in the middle of the white candles, and a strange rune array is drawn on the mat. It seems that Travis's mother prays here every day.

And what she just said...

Travis's eyes were rotten, and an indistinct colored liquid came out of his eye sockets. Roger resisted the stench and looked at the table next to him.

One of the albums soon attracted his attention.

Open the title page, and a line of text greets you.

"To my dearest baby, Travis*..." The last name was artificially crossed out.

This album is obviously made from the perspective of Travis's mother, from when Travis was born to when he started to learn to walk.

At every stage in his life, his mother left a shining memory for Travis, with a sentence beside each photo.

Either blessing or anticipation.

There is a mother's happiness in the lines.

Roger flipped through it quickly.

Suddenly, his fingers paused slightly.

On a separate page, there was a paragraph from my mother, "The first time I left me to go to the summer camp, although it was only a short month, it looked like a whole year to me."

Below this passage is a group photo taken in front of the summer camp.

Look at the date in the lower right corner of the photo. It should be three years ago. Travis is smiling brightly and Roger's pupils shrink slightly.

Because in the photo, he also saw the figure of Judd!

Is it?

Startled in his heart, he quickly searched, and soon found Alan and Jonathan in the photo.

"They used to participate in a summer camp together." In a faint sense, Roger felt as if he had grasped something.

At this moment, there was a sound of opening the door downstairs, too late to think, and Roger quickly tore off the page.

He returned all traces as quickly as possible, then opened the door of the room and followed the way he came to sink into the darkness.

Soon after Roger left, Travis’ mother returned to the room. He looked at his son lying on the wicker chair with a kind face, “Don’t worry, the Prophet told me that he has found your soul, you are Selected."

"Mom is proud of you."

After speaking, he gently pressed a kiss on Travis's forehead.

In the shaking, more things flowed out of Travis's eye sockets.

Roger's figure was carefully hidden in the dark, he left the gathering place as quickly as possible and returned to the place where the car was hidden.

Starting the car, Roger went straight to Danielle's house.

Now that Danielle had a major connection with this matter, Roger planned to come directly.

Although there is a lack of direct evidence, his purpose is not to solve the case after all, and a little rougher method is excusable.

In the photo, the four young people are very close. Looking at their expressions, they seem to have a good relationship, but during the police investigation, they have no contact with each other.

Together with the three Judds in a school, they seem to be strangers.

After discovering the suspicious point, Roger felt that as long as he continued to investigate, he would be able to find out the truth.

"It's fair to say that Judd's death was implicated in Danielle, but when Travis died, Danielle had perfect alibi."

"The time of death is still daytime..."

"Except for the extremely special day demon spirit, it is difficult for other spirit bodies to move without being possessed..."

I thought of the weird ritual formation in Travis's house, and the weird death of the servants in the manor in the last mission.

"Is it voodoo again?"

The road was dark at night, but Roger was not slow, and it didn't take long for him to come to Danielle's house.

The house was dark, Roger parked the car in the distance and sneaked in quietly.

Danielle has no relatives, and her only father has passed away. The girl has been studying part-time since she was 16 years old.

After half an hour, Roger left there with a look of confusion.

Danielle is not here.

To be careful, Roger even set up an Arden circle secretly, and no trace of the spirit body was found after the activation.

This makes him a little puzzled. So far, apart from the weirdness of Travis's house, the performance of this mission is too extraordinary.

He tried to dial Danielle's phone again, but the other side seemed to be in a state of no signal.

He called the police station, identified his identity, and reported his ID number. Roger asked them to help him find information about the summer camp three years ago.

And he hid quietly, observing Danielle's house.

But until dawn on the second day, Danielle still did not show up, and at this time, a message came from the police station asking him to get relevant information.

Roger bought some fast food in the town, then sat in the car and looked through the information.

"White Xingshu Summer Camp."

In order to cultivate children's independence and improve social skills, many parents in Menia are willing to send their children to summer camps.

Although the location of Baixingshu Summer Camp is in the area of ​​Marsh Town, the operator is not a local.

Every summer ~www.wuxiahere.com~, many students are sent here. The summer camp has a good reputation and business is booming.

However, a year ago, it seemed that there was a funding problem, and the Baixingshu Summer Camp was completely closed, and the place was also abandoned.

When Roger drove there, what he saw was a scene of ruin.

Only a year has passed, but because there is no one to take care of it, the grass and vines covered the entire summer camp.

The entire summer camp covers a large area, and the various functional areas are arranged in an orderly manner. It can be seen that the managers have put a lot of effort into this summer camp.

"Who are you looking for?"

Suddenly a thick voice came.

Roger turned around, and an old man wearing dirty denim overalls and carrying a shotgun shouted from a distance.

"Are you the person in charge here?"

Roger walked forward.