A day later.

Haggett cemetery, on the outskirts of montsidi capital.

A woman in a thick black coat squatted down, picked up a pile of loess and sprinkled it into the grave.

The black soil fell on the cypress coffin with a dull voice.

Sniff.

back off.

The grave guard on both sides picked up the shovel and began to burial the grave.

Relatives and friends who came to mourn gradually left the scene.

Cole and Hardy went to one side of the tree, frowned and lit a cigarette.

Carl whispered to Hugo's parents, walked over and said, "cole, Hugo's father wants to talk to you."

August Hoshi.

Hugo's father, the current helmsman of Hoshi automobile industry, is a third-class mechanic.

A thin middle-aged man with hanging angle eyes, round glasses and a gentleman's beard.

Look at Cole.

They walked to the other side of the cemetery.

Standing by the iron fence, he stretched out his right hand and said, "August, Hugo's father, we should meet for the first time, Mr. Cole walker."

Throw away the cigarette butts, put one hand into the coat pocket and shake hands. Cole said, "come on, what's up?"

"Carl has told me what happened in Newcastle. Thank you for everything you have done for Hugo. Although the child has a bad temper, Sarah and I are proud that he has completed his mission as a demon hunter."

Cole nodded and said nothing more.

Perhaps August felt that his expression was very relaxed and smiled when talking.

But his eyes, no matter how, could not hide the grief of his middle-aged son's loss.

"So, I want to set up a fund for you and the black snake brigade to support your life and work."

"The fund is not needed."

Cole lowered his head, took out a cigarette, lit it with a lighter, frowned and said, "if it was for money, Hugo and Hendrick would not die in Newcastle, and gene's body and spirit would not fall into an incurable disability.

Besides, the black snake brigade and I don't lack it. "

Finish.

Pat him on the arm for comfort.

Cole turned and left.

After taking two steps, I suddenly thought of something and turned around and said, "I know a level 3 mechanic. Maybe she needs a sum of money to support R & D more than black snake."

"Her name."

"Grace Siegel, who works in the Logistics Department of the demon hunting regiment, occasionally customizes some weapons and equipment for me."

August put one hand in his trouser pocket, pushed his glasses with the other hand, nodded slightly, "I'll talk to her."

And Hardy drove out of the cemetery.

Because Luc foy's case involves a wide range, foy's influence of Southern Steel Group is so strong that when the evidence is conclusive.

Foy's barrister and the public prosecution team can still argue about the sentence in court.

The black snake brigade also ushered in a whole week's holiday.

For the demon hunting group, which pursues zero seven and worries about the mountain of cases and the lack of people every day, taking a week's holiday is the first time in the world.

In addition to setting aside time for the characterization of Newcastle's Centennial major case, one intern of the black snake brigade, which was already sparsely staffed, took a long vacation, and the other was only one step away from being disabled.

So far.

Gene is still being treated at the Institute of mystics.

Cole has read the appraisal report given there yesterday.

The soul and body are seriously polluted by evil forces. If they are not handled carefully, they will not only be disabled. To be more serious, the shy guy may not live to be 28 years old.

In the car.

AVA and Hardy, sitting in the co pilot, talked and laughed all the way.

Compared with others, this seemingly mediocre little man seems to be favored by the goddess of luck.

Even in Newcastle, where a lot of people died, only he was unharmed.

Although Vera Morgan did not suffer any substantial harm, the scenes and experiences when Hendrick and the mayor of Newcastle were killed seem to have left an indelible psychological shadow on her.

After returning to the imperial capital.

He was picked up by Chaz Morgan for the first time and has not appeared so far.

Drive back to the demon hunting regiment headquarters.

Office of the chief of the integrated investigations section.

As soon as you enter the door.

Old barber smiled, "ha ha, look who's here. Sit down and say, Miss Shane, pour them a cup of hot water."

Hardy held the water cup, glanced at Miss Shane's graceful back, swallowed his saliva, and smiled at old barber, "section chief, he called us to the office early in the morning. Has the big case in Newcastle come up with the results?"

"Good."

He picked up the commendation order on the table and asked Shane to hand it to the two, laughing, "I've sent someone to the Institute of mystics for Shane's share.

From now on, he is the demon hunter in the upper exile sequence.

Ha ha, those old pedants called last night and wanted to leave people behind. In my opinion, such an excellent demon hunter is a waste of resources to throw into the stack of books. "

Cole just took the reward order in his hand.

Just listen to hardy yelling.

"Median exile sequence! Am I right?!"

Holding the reward order, the little man was excited and incoherent. He put his head over Cole and said excitedly, "boss, what about you?!"

Cole responded with an expressionless stare.

Hardy retracted his neck, smiled awkwardly and said, "I... I'm just curious."

Old barber handed Shane a signed document and whispered to her. The female assistant hurried away with a catwalk.

Then he smiled at Cole, "originally, the old guys above didn't intend to promote you to the next prison sequence. In their original words, 'young people need beating and teaching'.

Hum! Bullshit logic, it's full of shit!

Solve the Centennial case.

When you were working hard in Newcastle, what were those bureaucrats doing? Either holding a lover's private meeting or sleeping in front of the warm fireplace.

If it were not for the sake of..., I would have to scold them at the meeting! "

"Prisoner... Prisoner sequence?!"

Hardy looked at Cole in disbelief, shocked and speechless for a long time.

If he remembered correctly.

At noon on October 10, Captain Cole was the newcomer to the magic eye brigade.

Eyes fell on the calendar: October 24th.

It's only been half a month.

Is already the next demon hunter in the prisoner sequence?

Old barber saw his expression of shock and doubt about life and said with relief, "Mr. betani, although it is rare to jump to the next level, don't think Cole's professional title is promoted very quickly.

After leaving the intern status, you have to enter the role of demon hunter as soon as possible.

let me put it another way.

Not everyone can be as lucky as you, solve the case, and stand in the section chief's office to receive the reward from the headquarters.

When I was working on the front line, you might not have imagined the seriousness of the situation.

In two years, there were 17 captains and three section chiefs in my Falcon operation team. Fortunately, when it was my turn to be section chief, the big event was successfully suppressed by the top.

Otherwise, now you can only talk to me in front of the tombstone. "