Chapter 31

Herris reached out to take the stack of documents handed over by his subordinates.

The ones placed on the top are the magic trace identification and on-site restoration made by the black wizards of the "Red Cult".

The paper documents are full of long and detailed analysis, eloquent and dense.

It even includes the time of spell release, the magnitude of ether fluctuations, the psychological state of both sides, the degree of terrain damage during the battle, and so on.

All aspects of the entire battle were sorted out in detail.

Fortunately, the black wizards are not the elm heads of the Truth Society. They directly marked the most important part of the information in red, and attached a descriptive complete process restoration at the back.

Such a detailed investigation report is something only wizards can do.

The detection methods that hunters rely on can only rely on their own senses.

For example, highly specialized vision can see bloodstains that are difficult for ordinary people to see, and even directly see the trajectory of ether fluctuations.

But it's also possible to see the hidden side of the world and end up going crazy...

Of course, this is just a legend.

When the old hunters really died madly, they had already lost the ability to speak. They could only growl and babble, and had no chance to describe to others what they saw.

The temporary cooperation between "White Wolf" and "Red Sect" has indeed brought a lot of benefits to both parties.

At least in terms of combat, the complementarity of melee and long-range combat is obvious for the improvement of combat efficiency.

Today's suppression of the situation, this cooperation is indispensable...

But only if they have the same purpose.

Otherwise, those wizards with eyes higher than the top would not choose to cooperate with hunters.

Herris browsed through it roughly, and at the end of the page, his pupils shrank.

The file ends with photographs taken at the scene.

The whole alley was covered in flesh and blood, and the bloodshot flesh covered the walls and the ground. Even if you just looked at the photos, you could feel them wriggling.

Central Yuai's body was beyond recognition, and could only be barely judged from the remaining fragments of clothing.

The whole corpse was twisted like a cocoon, or a nest of some kind of creature.

Bloodshots destroyed the entire surface of the corpse that fell on the ground. The corpse opened its mouth, and a pure white iris flower grew out of the mouth.

The roots of the iris flower penetrated deep into the flesh and blood, gradually turning from green to reddish black.

It is difficult to tell whether this flower was planted by humans later, or it just grew out of these flesh and blood.

However, judging from the report's identification, the flower withered as the flesh and blood rotted shortly after the photo was taken.

It was as if the flower was some kind of parasitic organism. After absorbing the flesh of John and Yuai as nutrients, it eventually withered due to the loss of the source of nutrients.

The corpse in the alley showed the pain of life in a very strange posture, and even dragged a long bloodstain behind it.

Youai stretched out his arm with great effort, leaving a very tragic blood-colored handwriting on the ground.

"Run".

Harris put the document on the table, and heaved a sigh of relief: "So, after John came back from the bookstore, he was parasitized by something unknown and changed his mind... even those dark wizards can't help it." Analyze what this thing is, right?"

The subordinate lowered his head: "Yes."

"What are they going to do next?"

"Corrupted flesh and withered irises have been collected, and they are going to be handed over to the headquarters of the Red Cult for 'Prayer' Murphy to make a judgment. The current suggestion is that we temporarily abandon the investigation of the bookstore, and first try our best to ensure that the Magic Mirror hatching of eggs."

"The Red Sect Destroyer who never showed up?"

Herris said calmly, "Tell them, 'White Wolf' will do its best to cooperate."

"yes."

The subordinates exited respectfully.

Is this a warning from the bookstore owner?

Herris thought silently, turned around, and looked out of the window.

Outside the window is a part of a huge factory, and in the center of the huge hatch is the egg of the magic mirror.

Guarantee the hatching of the magic mirror egg?

But he didn't forget that the reason why Ji Zhixu jumped out suddenly was also because he contacted the owner of the bookstore.

He has reason to believe that the owner of the bookstore is the person behind Ji Zhixu's support.

No one can guarantee that the escaped Ji Zhixu won't get more support from the owner of the bookstore.

He can't allow any variables...

...

Lin Jie opened his eyes and woke up from the dream.

Looking at the softly fluttering feathers in his vision above, he couldn't help but smile as he recalled the sweet dreams.

"Next time I should really thank Old Wang, this thing can really bring sweet dreams."

Lin Jie stretched, sat up from the bed, took a deep breath, feeling refreshed and full of vitality.

It was still raining outside, and it was difficult to tell the time in the dark sky.

He glanced at the metal alarm clock next to the bed, it was exactly six o'clock.

This was half an hour earlier than usual, but at the same time he felt energetic, which meant that the quality of sleep last night was quite high.

"I really hope, as she said, 'When the next night comes, we can still meet in our dreams'."

Lin Jie muttered and got out of bed, changed his clothes, and walked into the toilet.

However, although it is also possible to have that kind of continuous dream, the chance should be very small. He is lucky, and he doesn't know if he can impress this net.

Let it capture another sweet dream for him.

Standing in front of the sink mirror, Lin Jie picked up the tooth cup, turned on the faucet to turn on the water, and started to wash up early in the day.

It is also an indispensable courtesy to face guests with a neat and decent image.

"Ah Gululu...Pfft!"

Lin Jie spat out a mouthful of water and foam, rinsed his mouth twice, wet his face with a towel, opened his mouth and looked at his teeth habitually, and was suddenly taken aback.

"How do you feel...something seems wrong?"

Lin Jie looked at the mirror suspiciously, opened his mouth wide, and groped the upper and lower rows of teeth with his fingers.

After repeated confirmation, he was sure that he had eight extra teeth.

These eight teeth are at the ends of the two rows of teeth.

The original teeth, especially the molars, have all shrunk slightly, and it happened that a few new residents were clearly arranged.

"I think...even if I suddenly got polydentism, it probably didn't grow out so quickly, right?"

Lin Jie twitched the corner of his mouth, thinking about it, and suspected that it was Xiao Hei's fault.

——Xiao Hei is his nickname for "the man behind the scenes who made him cross". After all, on the one hand, this guy is the man behind the scenes, and on the other hand, he is like a black silhouette.

But no matter how you think about it, a few more teeth seem to be meaningless.

"Oh, forget it, who knows what it thinks, maybe for it, giving teeth is a blessing?"

Lin Jie repeatedly tried to bite and release, but found that it had no effect on the function of the teeth, so he gave up thinking about it.

As for the teeth, they can be used and they don’t hurt.

Lin Jie tidied up his clothes and hair again, and went downstairs to open for business.

"I'm really looking forward to it. Will there be any new guests today?"