Chapter 138 Let’s go to the crematorium again

Chapter 138 Let’s go to the crematorium again

The night was dark.

The shining neon lights reflected the city's night sky orange, and several skyscrapers were like sharp spears, piercing the clouds.

At the edge of the Sky Tower, a man in a green and black trench coat stood for a long time, with his middle-parted head pressed against his thin cheekbones, and a pair of sharp eagle-like eyes on his pale face.

Suddenly, the man raised his head.

call!

The strong wind blew up his middle part, and another figure fell beside him, and the huge wolf wings turned into points of light and disappeared.

Wing magic tool?

Didn't Leng Qing tell him that this guy is an intermediate mage?

When will mid-level mages be able to use winged magic tools! ?

"Let me introduce myself. My name is Nighthawk, and I am the judge of the City Tribunal."

"Low-level hunter, Xu Fang." Xu Fang raised his head and looked at the surrounding scenery: "Why do you want to meet at this place? It's so cold."

Before Nighthawk could answer, a gust of night wind blew in, making his deliberately unbuttoned windbreaker rustle.

The corner of Xu Fang's mouth moved, as if he wanted to smile: "I understand... He's quite handsome, I won't lie to you."

Nighthawk: "..."

Silently fasten the buttons.

Xu Fang consoled him: "I understand the pursuit of beauty, which is human nature."

"This kind of thing is not important." Nighthawk forcefully changed the subject: "Leng Qing told me that you have targeted a few followers of the Black Church?"

"Yes, his name is Fu Tianming, and he is a student at Pearl Academy."

As early as when Qingtian Hunting Station received the commission to protect Mo Fan and determined that the matter was related to the Black Holy See, Leng Qing, the deputy chief judge, got the news.

This so-called main campus assessment is actually a big net to round up the Black Holy See.

The pursuit of shadow monsters is just a cover for the military and the Tribunal to lay traps.

In other words, the Black Vatican set up a trap for Mo Fan, and the Tribunal set another trap for the Black Vatican. It is true that life is unpredictable, and the big intestine wraps up the small intestine.

Xu Fang said: "I have received a commission before, which is also related to the Black Holy See. The crime scene is located in a food processing factory. The smell here can effectively conceal the existence of the black beast."

Nighthawk's expression was a little unnatural.

Of course he knew the commission Xu Fang was talking about. The suspect Chen Ying was a judge he had been very optimistic about in the past. No one expected such a thing to happen.

Damn the Black Church!

Nighthawk said: "As early as after Chen Ying's incident, our trial committee carried out a large-scale purge of processing factories and enterprises in the city, including this one, which is also the first target of our search."

Xu Fang's existence still affected the original work after all.

The Black Church did not lurk in the beef processing plant like in the original work, which also allowed the Inquisition to lose clues.

Fortunately, there was Fu Tianming, who was good at dancing and loved to dance. Xu Fang found an opportunity to leave a little will-o'-the-wisp on his body and followed the clues to find the new stronghold of the Black Vatican.

"This place is called Haolai Lai Crematorium, located in the western suburbs of the city." Xu Fang took out his mobile phone and called up the electronic map for Nighthawk.

Nighthawk said in a deep voice: "Do you have full confidence and evidence?"

"I'm sure, but the evidence is insufficient." Xu Fang spread his hands.

Nighthawk frowned slightly: "If there is no conclusive evidence, we can't send out judges... This time the cleaning of the processing plant has already been a little confusing. If we do it again, I'm afraid all the previous efforts will be wasted!"

It has been arranged for so long and so many manpower and material resources have been used, Nighthawk will not allow failure!

"I have a suggestion." Xu Fang said: "The crematorium is short of people all year round. We can take this opportunity to sneak in, wait for opportunities to explore for clues, and cooperate with the inside and outside when necessary."

"It's a good idea, but who should we let go?" Nighthawk was in trouble for a while. The judges under him were all mid-level practitioners, and it was too dangerous to sneak in alone.

"I'm willing to go!" Xu Fang stepped forward: "Now is the internship period. Many ordinary universities require internship certificates. I can play the role of an intern college student!"

Nighthawk was moved, but still hesitant: "Is it dangerous to be alone?"

Xu Fang showed a sunny smile: "Everyone has a responsibility to fight against the Black Vatican. Although I am just a low-level hunter, I also have a heart to eliminate harm for the people. As for the bounty for capturing the Black Vatican, then It’s all little things.”

Nighthawk: "... Are all the people at Qingtian Hunting Lodge like this?"

The matter was settled happily.

Nighthawk also figured it out.

Although he didn't know Xu Fang's strength, judging from the winged magic tool on his back, he was probably a magic tool man with many ways to save his life.

The most important thing is that Leng Qing seems to be very optimistic about him. The person who can be recognized by that woman must be right!

"Keep in touch and work together. These damn little mice will never escape from the hands of my Nighthawk!" Nighthawk jumped up and spread out a pair of black hawk wings with a swishing sound behind him.

The feathers are as sharp as razors, and the textures are clearly visible, and the roots appear to be extremely strong and plump. The dark feathers look even more elegant under the light of the dome!

"Handsome!"

Xu Fang's loud praise came from behind, and Nighthawk tilted his body and almost fell down in the sky.

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Back at Qingtian Hunting House, the lights in the lobby were turned off, and there was no one there.

The prosperity of the city seems not to shine into this small shop in the style of the Republic of China, and only the night breeze and moonlight come in.

Most of the brothers and sisters were out on missions, and those who came back were resting on the third floor. Lingling went out to protect Ye Xinxia, ​​and Old Bao didn't know where he went.

Xu Fang returned to his room, and as soon as he sat down, a phone call came in.

"Hello?"

"Xu Fang, Xu Fang, it's me!" Ai Tutu's loud voice came from the opposite side. Xu put down his consciousness and took the phone further: "Is something wrong?"

"Didn't Dean Xiao say today that the assessment can be conducted as a team? Do you want to join our beautiful girl group? With me as a think tank, and the talented and beautiful Sister Mu, all we need is a violent output and a strong control, and we are absolutely invincible. ah!"

Through the phone, Xu Fang could imagine the expectant expression on Ai Tutu's face.

but···

"I reject."

"Ah!?" Ai Tutu couldn't believe it: "Why? We are obviously so sincere..."

On the other side of the phone, Mu Nujiao's voice stopped: "Tutu, don't force others, Mr. Xu, I'm sorry, we'll do it right away..."

"I don't understand. He is willing to team up with my brother but not with me. Am I, a beautiful girl, not as attractive as my brother?" Ai Tutu was furious.

"I was admitted." Xu Fang said calmly.

Ai Tutu's voice stopped suddenly: "Guaranteed, guaranteed?"

Can it still be like this?

Mu Nujiao was not surprised. It was reasonable for Xu Fang to be recommended. It was strange that Xu Fang was not recommended.

In fact, even though she had practiced hard for a semester, she still could not reach Xu Fang's level when she first started school, which made her quite frustrated because she had always set her sights high.

"Yeah, so I'm going to bed now. See you at the main campus - if you can get in."

The phone hangs up.

In the apartment, Aitutu waved his little fist angrily, and the white rabbit jumped around: "What? It's just a walk-in, what's so great about it!"

Mu Nujiao got up and walked into the room.

"Sister Mu, what are you going to do?"

"Check the information on the shadow monster." Mu Nujiao said: "Even if there are only two of us, we will win the first place!"

Looking at her back, Ai Tutu muttered a few words and decided to recruit foreign aid.

That Mo Fan is pretty good. Although he’s not familiar with her, based on his past experience, as soon as he sees Sister Greedy Mu’s body, he can’t wait to put his fingers on her!