Chapter 178

Get out of the ward.

The demon hunter hiding outside the door thought that penny seranda, the action captain with strong wrists, also needed to find a shoulder to lean on and cry about grief and sorrow.

Although there is no malice, it is hard to avoid lamenting that the razor killed the team.

however.

Unexpectedly, the woman wiped away her tears and coldly ordered cole to leave.

Sitting alone in bed.

Holding the pared apple in his hand, he quietly looked out of the window and said nothing.

Before leaving the hospital.

Cole said to the demon hunter outside the door, "take care of her."

"This is our job, sir. Please rest assured."

Downstairs.

When Cole opened the door, he saw an old acquaintance sitting in the back seat uninvited.

He looked up at Cole and said with a smile, "Mr. Cole walker."

AVA shrugged helplessly.

Cole sat next to the uninvited guest, closed the door, frowned, lowered his head, lit a cigarette and said, "what can I do for you?"

"I want to ask you to do me a favor."

"Say."

Chaz Morgan.

The permanent member of the watchers' committee, patting the front seat, said, "Mr. AVA, take us to Morgan manor."

The engine starts.

After a brief conversation, Cole knew why he came to him.

Vera Morgan, his favorite niece.

However, this time I didn't ask cole to agree with the young girl's formal application in the black snake brigade.

But

Morgan manor is on the northern outskirts of the imperial capital.

One of the assets of the Morgan family.

Vera Morgan, Morgan investment company, the daughter of the head's own sister.

Although not the favored son of heaven like Carl Helms, he is also the daughter of a rich family.

obviously.

The two people who could have lived a good life were branded with indelible pain and marks in their hearts by their short career as demon hunters.

That's why Chaz Morgan invited cole to the manor.

After severe mental stimulation.

At first, I didn't eat or drink. I didn't say a word for three days.

Later.

If a maid hadn't found out in time, Vera might have died in the bathtub.

24 / 7 surveillance.

In addition, hiring professional psychologists and doctors failed to solve villa's problems. Fortunately, with the unremitting efforts of the Morgan family.

At dinner yesterday.

Vera finally opened her mouth and said the first word of the time, or she mentioned a person's name: Cole walker.

So early in the morning, they sent servants and housekeepers, in addition to the apartments in Burton building, as well as all parts of the imperial capital, to look for Cole.

Fortunately, Chaz happened to pass by the door of the hospital and happened to see the license plate of Duke Hoshi No. 1.

Posing as a permanent member of the watchdog Committee, he forced himself into the car.

Nine in the morning.

Cole met Vera's mother in the reception hall of the manor.

And Chaz Morgan's sister, Brisa Morgan heims.

A middle-aged lady with a comb on her head and a brown fur coat, whose appearance is three-thirds similar to Vera's, and her eyebrows are full of sadness and fatigue.

After meeting.

Chaz smiled. "This is Mr. Cole walker, Vera's mother, Lisa."

They shake hands and talk briefly.

Take him to Vera's bedroom.

Chaz told his sister to go out first, and then whispered to Cole, "if anything happens, I'll be in the corridor."

Like all girls' bedrooms.

Villa's house is full of girls and princesses.

If not sure, this is Morgan manor.

Cole couldn't even recognize the girl who was sitting alone at the window with a doll in her arms and was about to lose her face because of pressure and hunger.

It was the beautiful girl who was full of vitality and clamored to make a career in the demon hunter industry.

I heard the door close.

She didn't look back.

"Captain Cole?"

Pull up a chair, sit down and say, "yes."

"I've been thinking about whether I can change what has happened if I'm as strong as you, but the conclusion is that I can't.

I can't face those terrible monsters like you, nor can I face death and blood calmly.

I... "

The girl took a deep breath, lack of fluctuating emotion, full of numbness and helplessness.

"It's a useless waste. It's good for nothing and will only cause trouble to others."

Cole lit a cigarette and said coldly, "what do you want to hear from me?"

After a silence.

The girl said, "what are we going through this for? To protect the world or to pursue fame and wealth?

Captain Cole, what are you doing for? "

Cole got up, walked to her side, put one hand in his trouser pocket, took a cigarette in the other hand, frowned and looked out of the window.

"There are always people who don't obey the rules, and there are always people who flatter hell, pray for evil power and plunder things that don't belong to them.

So, beating them all over the ground looking for teeth and kneeling on the ground begging me is my purpose. "

Finally.

After a long silence, the girl looked up at the man in front of her gray vest and white shirt with sharp edges and corners, like a gangster.

The voice is a little hoarse.

"Really... Is it that simple? Not to protect others, not to pursue fame and wealth?"

"What you said is only the result, not the purpose and process."

Cole looked down, handed the cigarette to the girl, frowned and said, "take a sip."

Vera took the half burnt cigarette suspiciously.

Take a deep breath and cough violently.

"Cough... Cough... This thing is not good at all."

"Cough means you're still alive, Vera."

Cole snuffed out his cigarette and patted her on the shoulder. Their eyes collided.

"Believe me, a soul full of despair and sadness, leaving her body is no less than throwing a piece of bloody meat into the sharks for those bastards hiding in the dark corner.

Of course, if you are strong enough, those bastards can only tremble in the face of you.

Even if they die, they should be beaten. They can't run away. "

Then he turned and left.

Vera hurried up and asked, "but how can I..."

Cole grabbed the door handle, turned to interrupt her voice and said, "come to me at three in the afternoon."

Bang!

The door closed in the corridor.

Chaz came over and said helplessly, "Mr. Cole, although there are many evil spirits who are keen to share the desperate souls of suicides, Vera is still a little girl.

You'll scare her like this. "

Cole stood in front of him.

Just like the scene when they met for the first time.

In the awkward eyes of the old gentleman, he lit a cigarette again.

Pat him on the arm.

Like the advice and warning of the superior to the subordinate.

Frowned and said, "I may know why Vera is what she is now, director Chaz Morgan."