Chapter 60

Because there may be vampires in the disappearance of St. wich girls, the three need to make some necessary preparations before departure.

Ask the little man to go to the logistics department to apply for pistols for him and gene and allocate enough silver bullets.

Then call grace and ask her to make two steel core silver plated daggers for the new team members to defend herself, and take the previously made long knives to our office.

When everything was ready, the sun had set.

The cold sea breeze mixed with freezing rain poured into the imperial capital.

Bang!

The door of the office was kicked open.

Grace, wearing a black poncho and holding a huge wooden box in her arms, appeared outside the door and joked, "is this an attitude towards a weak lady? Gentlemen."

Hardy hurried to put the cigarette on the edge of the table and walked over with gene to help her carry the wooden box to the table.

He took off his hat and exposed his wet blond hair. He put one hand on the box and panted. "Six long knives that have been quenched, a hundred silver bullets, two colt m1900, and the dagger you want are all inside.

Hoo... It's so urgent. Is there a new task? "

Hardy picked up the pistol, checked the sleeve and hammer, and complained in a long voice, "St. wich, my dear Miss grace.

The bureaucrats of the investigation department may have prepared the coffin for us. "

Ask Cole for a cigarette, grace said. "St. wich? Wow, it's a good place, simple townspeople, friendly ballads, and a lively night market."

Hardy's action of pressing bullets into the magazine froze, stared at her and said, "seriously?"

Grace patted him on the shoulder, went to the door, took a cigarette and smiled, "well... I can only wish you good luck, Mr. Hardy betani."

When she leaves.

Cole looked down at his watch: 6:13 p.m.

Put a long knife across your waist.

Then open the weapon box from the apartment.

Wear a brown leather strap type armpit holster on your body. It's noon and install it inside with the justice trial.

Then equip the sleeve sword, machete and dagger.

Take out the ticket for the 6:40 train to St. wich from the drawer, and the three take Duke Hoshi one and drive to the station.

On the way.

Gene glanced at Cole's sleeve from time to time, hesitated for a while, and said shyly, "Captain, can I ask Miss Siegel to make such a sleeve sword for me?

It looks so cool. "

Cole held a cigarette in his hand, his eyes fell on the rain flowing and misty windshield, and said indifferently, "have you ever met a vampire?"

Gene smiled awkwardly and said, "the secret skill I master can only imprison evil spirits under specific circumstances, and I've been working in the Department of psychics, so..."

"So I haven't encountered it."

"Yes... So."

Cole rolled the window down a gap to let the smoke out and said, "pistols and silver bullets are better for you, Mr. Andorra."

Hand to hand combat with cold weapons and vampires, a means of hunting with high risk and low return, is still within the scope of professors in the college, but after the completion of the industrial revolution, the practical level has completely faded out of the stage of demon hunting technology.

Firearms and bullets can not only improve the hunting efficiency, but also protect the life safety of demon hunters to the greatest extent.

Woo——

The whistle sounded like a crow wailing on a cold rainy night.

I was speechless all night.

...

The next morning.

The train stopped slowly at St. wich's platform.

A place full of weeds and black cinders is like a dead place of barren graves.

The night rain has stopped.

The humid air was filled with a choking smell.

The local Sheriff has been waiting for them outside the platform.

A middle-aged man with brown coat, beard, fat body and bald head.

After shaking hands with Cole.

"Devon Graham, Sheriff of St. wich."

"Cole, demon hunter."

They got into his old car and drove on the wild dirt road leading to the town. Devon threw a thick stack of case files to Cole, frowned and said, "on the 3rd of last month, I received the first missing case report. Then, every once in a while, a girl will mysteriously disappear.

At first I thought they were attacked by coyotes nearby or captured by witches until I found this at a crime scene. "

As he spoke, he took out a palm sized note from his pocket with blackened blood on it.

"This thing can react with silver tableware."

Hardy leaned over, took the note in his hand, buttoned down a small piece of blood scab fragment, threw it into his mouth, held it for a while, and said, "his tongue is numb. It tastes like dog shit... Captain, it should be a vampire."

Gene stared at the little man with a look that almost vomited out and said in shock, "God, don't you think it's disgusting?"

"Yes?"

When the three were sent to the town, the sheriff put his arm on the window and said, "I have to pick up my little son in the city. If you need help, go to the police station to find me after ten o'clock."

Watched his old car disappear at the end of the street.

Hardy wrapped his coat tightly and said shivering, "boss, what's next? Do you need me to track the vampire with a secret?"

"If you are in a hurry to die, you can."

Taking the document, Cole threw down Hardy, who stood in place with a helpless face, and walked into the restaurant not far away.

Hardy's peeping eyes are the same as the seventh vision.

Rash use is bound to be detected by the dark creatures lurking in this town.

St. wich's "glorious" history saturated with evil forces.

This behavior is no less than self explosion on the spot.

While having breakfast in the restaurant, Cole looked through the case file.

There were 23 cases of missing girls. All the victims were no more than 14 years old, and they were found mysteriously missing by their families the next morning.

In this world, although they are vampires, they are far more evil and have the attribute of traditional mystics than the vampires in the world of blade warrior I.

Not old, not dead, not afraid of garlic, not afraid of sunshine and any religious ceremony, obsessed with virgin blood, the body can be dispersed into sewage like blood, hiding in any possible dark corner.

But in many cases.

They are keen to disguise the appearance of adults, live in a prosperous metropolis, and attract prey through their handsome appearance.

St. wich's current situation, such a crazy crime, must be a rookie who has been held for the first time.

With Cole's knowledge of vampires.

Those cunning old guys will only shoot once and change places forever.

After the three had breakfast, Cole was going to visit the victims' families door to door according to the case file given to him by the sheriff, trying to find a breakthrough in them.

He was not going to ask the soul of the dead through the seventh vision until he found the exact clue.

God knows if there's a witch gathering in this damn place, or any other mess.

Especially that ballad.

In this world surrounded by dark forces, any demon hunter has reason to believe that the local popular Centennial ballads are not lies to scare children.