Chapter 29
Place the pen in his hand on the table, and he continued, "One more thing, it’s a little gossip. It is said that there is a great character on it. I appreciate you very much, Walker. Sir.
If the affairs of Bath town drag on for another week, there will be more than that many dead people, and the consequences may be even worse, and you will not only get the most accurate information, but also I did the work of the executive team together.
haha, those bastards must regret it now, why didn’t you assign you to the executive team yesterday."
Passed Cole's personal business card to Cole, said with a slight smile, "Call me anytime if you need it."
After some greetings.
Leaving the Office of the Section Chief of the Supernatural Investigation Division, Hardy couldn't help feeling his excitement. Fiercely kissed the triangle medallion symbolizing the exile sequence of the next position, and said incoherently, "One year, one whole year! Mr. Cole, I really don't know how to thank you."
It was a coincidence that Trev Moran, who had cleaned up the office and was ready to go, and the two who had left the office collided in the corridor.
This playboy who often smiles, his hair is scattered today, his face is embarrassed as if he had eaten a fly.
The enemy is extremely jealous when they meet.
The richer Cole's awards are and the more appreciated by his superiors, the more it seems that he is an incompetent person.
It is even more ridiculous.
The originally designed dead end has instead become a springboard for that kid, and it has become the Captain of the Comprehensive Investigation Division, a demon-hunter in the middle of the exile sequence.
You know, yesterday he was just an intern who allowed himself to choose.
The huge gap and the cruelty of reality made Trev want to punch Cole on that cold, cup-like face.
Hardy blew a whistle, opened his arms in front of Trev, mocking said with a smile, "Wow! Boss, let us see who this is? Trev Moran, the great and immortal Demon Eye The supreme officer of Battallion, tsk tsk, is a pity now that he has become a poor worm.
With such an ugly face, is it because your old friend was kicked out of the house?"
Trev With a calm face, taking advantage of his height, he warned from a condescending position, "Hardy, if you don't want to cause trouble, you'd better roll away."
Cole gently shakes the cigarette case, lowers his head, takes out a cigarette, and clicks While smoking, frowning indifferently said, "Regret?"
"Regret?"
Trev said with a smile, "If you mean you didn’t kill yourself It's you, yes."
Taking a deep breath, Cole walked up to him, and the white smoke slowly drifted in the sight of the two of them.
"Tell Celia for me, this matter is not over yet."
"Hehe, are you threatening me?"
"Yes, get out."
If this is an uninhabited field, Cole will definitely smash his face that likes a smirk with one shot.
Trev looked embarrassed and stood in a stalemate for a moment, coldly snorted, letting go of the corridor, suffocating the sullen fire in his stomach, making his footsteps particularly heavy and hurried.
Hardy raised a middle finger to his back and cursed, "Go! Cao fuck's sissy!"
Watching Trev's embarrassed voice disappear at the top of the stairs , The little man suddenly put on a smiling face and said, "Boss, should I go to the Comprehensive Investigation Department with you?"
Cole glanced at him and didn't respond.
Hardy scratched his head and said awkwardly, "Don't look at me like this. When I was at Demon Eye Battallion, tracking tasks were always handed over to me, and there has never been a mistake."
"Really?"
"Uh... only living creatures, I don't have your powerful ability to track the supernatural Power of Darkness."
With A team, with one more subordinate, is always more useful than one more troublesome and troublesome, even if this guy's personal strength is quite weak.
Cole thought for a while and said, "Write an application tomorrow and submit it."
Hardy said joyfully in surprise, "So, you agree?!"
The footsteps of the two faded away, and the corridor of the Supernatural Investigation Division returned to calm. Only the short girl sitting at the reception desk pressed her pen against her chin, as if talking to who, and as if talking to herself Saying to myself, "It's so interesting. I won the title of the median exile sequence on the 2nd day of the internship.
Darby, when was the last time we met such a demon-hunter?"
...
As the practice of the hunting group.
All interns will have a chance to learn the secrets of sequence for free.
At this moment, in the Sequence Secret Chamber 300 meters underground from the headquarters of the Demon Hunter, a fat old man who walked limping and his greasy hair stuck to his scalp was aggressively stopped by Cole and Hardy. before.
His right hand is holding a bottle of rum, and his left eye wears a blindfold.
If you replace one hand with an iron hook, you will be a pirate captain.
"You two's license, hiccups—what about the license?"
Hardy hurriedly took out his and Cole's license, saying with a smile, "Hardy · Bettany, this is Cole Walker, we are the demon-hunter who has just turned normal."
"hmph! Stop talking nonsense, I'm not interested in who you are, go in."
After the guards of the Sequence Secret House left, Hardy lowered her voice and said mysteriously, "That guy was the janitor of the Secret House just now, the lower slaughter sequence, mad dog Nicky Cavill.
I heard. When he was dealing with a witch before, his soul was severely traumatized. Since then, he has become crazy. Anyway, if we stay away from him, he is right."
Top secret, heavily guarded, in addition to the mad dog Nicky, you also need to pass two levels of identity verification to enter it.
The space in it is very large. Rows of three-story bookshelves are neatly sealed with cult banned books collected from various places.
As for the real secret place...
Cole and Hardy are now standing in an independent suspended building with only an obsidian column inside, empty and nothing else.
According to the rules of learning secrets.
Because of the differences of individual souls, the power of sequence will help the demon-hunter choose the appropriate secret technique.
Cole put his hand on the stone pillar, feeling cold to the touch, and the force of the sequence passed through his body like a slight electric current.
Lines of simple and weird words and patterns flashed across his consciousness.
When the bone carvings on the obsidian stone pillar symbolizing the slaughter sequence emit dim scarlet rays of light, an incredibly powerful but gentle force quickly pushed Cole out of the sequence secret.
It is difficult for him to describe his current feelings in words, as if someone had arbitrarily and unreasonably forced something that did not exist into his soul.
The feeling of heaviness is stronger than when I received the Secret Art of Mantra in The Conjuring world.
Like a steel war chariot, hong long long ran over his soul, which is very strange.
For those clearly incomprehensible words in consciousness, Cole can understand their meaning.
Secret of Massacre: Blood Flame.