Chapter 319： The origin of witch hunters

The night is unusually long tonight.

Bang!

Locke landed steadily on the balcony of the hotel, then pushed open the balcony and walked in, just to see the otaku with glasses with his hands and feet bound, his cheeks flushed, and swollen like a pig's head.

"what."

Locke laughed involuntarily, looking at Carrie who was sitting on the sofa with her arms around her arms: "Did you beat him?"

Carrie was expressionless: "He's not telling the truth!"

The glasses otaku howled.

"I really do not know…"

"Snapped!"

Carrie volleyed her right hand, and a palm composed of magic power directly called on the right face of the glasses otaku again.

moment.

The face of the glasses otaku was swollen and swollen again.

Locke smiled and walked towards the bar without making a sound to stop Carrie's movements.

Carrie was already furious.

after all…

From a certain point of view, Anila Katz is a copy of her past. In Carrie's view, she was just lucky to meet Locke, and if she hadn't met Locke, the final outcome would have been Same with Anila Katz.

was incinerated.

thrown away.

He was even stripped naked and buried in the wilderness.

If it wasn't for Locke, Carrie wouldn't hold back at all. If Carrie came alone, when Locke arrived here, it is estimated that the town on Lake Railay would have been slaughtered by Carrie. .

Carrie didn't seem to object to this. Locke, who went to the bar to look for fine wine, got up, grabbed a fruit bowl on the table, and banged it directly on the head of the howling glasses otaku.

The glasses otaku was instantly stunned.

"Speak or not?"

"…"

Damn, Hank, Rhodes, where have you been, why haven't you come yet.

The glasses otaku only felt the buzzing in his mind, and then, he only felt that his forehead was warm, and when he looked at it, he found that blood was dripping down like sweat.

next second.

The glasses otaku let out a scream again.

but…

Carrie threw a dark orb directly into the mouth of the glasses otaku.

Over there at the bar.

Holding a wine glass and sipping the bourbon in the glass, Locke, saw this, smiled, walked over, and then sat directly on the coffee table, looking at the glasses otaku who was bound to the chair, and moved towards Jia Jia next to him. Li nodded.

Carrie opened her right hand, and with a thud, the dark orb that was stuffed into the mouth of the glasses otaku ran straight out, turning into a black mist and blending into the space.

Locke had a smile on his face.

"Hello."

"what!"

"puff!"

"what!!"

Locke let go of his right hand, looked at the fruit knife inserted into the glasses otaku's right leg, smiled, and with a flick of his left hand, a fruit knife shot again: "Call again, the other leg, the third time, I will chop my hand. ,Understand?"

The glasses otaku closed his mouth instantly, and blood and cold sweat merged on his forehead.

But he stopped calling.

Locke looked at Carrie next to him: "That's why we have to study, understand, if you don't study, you won't know what kind of interrogation can make people obey."

Carrie looked at the bespectacled otaku who completely shut up after a single sentence, and nodded in understanding.

Locke said: "I can ask you Chester when I look back, he knows."

Interrogation is also a science.

Locke studied systematically with Chester, and then followed Clyde Sheldon, who also taught this. Speaking of which, the directions of Clyde Sheldon and Professor Chester are somewhat specious, but very different. Poor.

but.

Killers and agents were originally trained in the same way, but in the end, the direction of employment was different.

Locke didn't care too much about it.

"puff!"

"what…"

"Wow!"

The glasses otaku looked at the fruit knife that landed on his left thigh again, and was about to scream, and then, looking at Locke who took out a fruit knife again, he gritted his teeth abruptly, sweating coldly. Straight up, scared all over: "Why!"

He didn't call anymore.

"I like."

"…"

Locke picked up the bourbon next to him, took a sip with an expressionless face, and said a word, then, holding the glass, looked at the glasses otaku: "I just ask you, who killed Anila Katz."

"I…"

The glasses otaku almost squeezed out words between his teeth, and was about to struggle, waiting for the impossible rescue he didn't know existed, but looking at Locke who gave him two knives with a smile in front of him, he was still frightened: "Yes Lord and old Fox."

Locke looked at Carrie and seemed to be saying, how is it.

Carrie folded her arms, seriously recalling Locke's actions just now, and keeping it in her heart.

Locke returned to his senses and looked at the glasses otaku with a blank expression: "Continue."

The glasses otaku was trembling and trembling all over, and he told Anila Katz's real story in a weak voice.

actually…

Pretty much what Locke had guessed.

That Ian Mullen is a scapegoat. According to the glasses otaku, Ian Mullen was cursed when he executed a witch who could curse the law. As long as Ian Mullen speaks again, then, His vitality would disappear rapidly, and he would even spit out his organs, a very painful death.

So, when Locke and Carrie and others came, Jim Ron thought of convicting Ian Mullen and letting Locke and Carrie go as soon as possible. After all, this year is the day of the witches' gathering , they already know where the witches will meet, and they are already gearing up to wipe out the witches of New Orleans this time.

As for why Jim Ron changed his mind?

The glasses otaku was sweating profusely on his forehead, and his upper and lower teeth were already touching each other: "Jim Ron has a sixth sense that is different from ordinary people. He can feel the safety for a period of time in the future after making this choice."

Locke raised his eyebrows: "Sixth sense?"

In other words, shouldn't he be the only one who has this thing?

Gwen seems to have too.

but…

The Gwen one, seems to be aimed only at him.

The tone of the glasses otaku has become very weak: "Because, Rhode's grandmother is a witch."

Hearing this answer, Locke was slightly taken aback.

next second.

Locke smiled: "What do you think of a descendant of a witch who becomes your leader?"

The glasses otaku shook his head: "Old Fox too, but they are men, men, they will not awaken the potential of witches, so they are very hostile to witches, whether it is Rhodes or old Fox, they are both young At that time, after knowing this matter, he burned the awakened witch at home to death."

"hiss!"

Hearing this, Locke took a deep breath: "Sure enough, it's a wolf extermination."

He just said it.

How could a person who can fight him for a round without losing the wind could be someone who is unknown, but in the end, it's really not, good guy, he's a ruthless person.

"Salem only blesses witches, not wizards."

"And men with witch blood, who want to become witches, can only find someone else who gives them the power."

"But, they are of Salem blood."

"There is no dimension at all that will accept and lend power to them."

"so…"

The glasses otaku seemed to have opened the conversation box, and said without words, "Lord, Old Fox, and several other descendants of witches, they all hate Salem witches more than we do."

Locke nodded.

He can understand.

If it is said that he is like this, he will also feel uneasy. After all, why, why can't I be a witch if I am a man, it is not fair.

…etc.

I seem to be a witch.

Locke recovered, blinked, and shook his head.

After the glasses otaku said these things that shouldn't be said, he looked at Locke with a look of longing: "Let me go, I tell you, I will give you a copy of the surveillance, you don't want evidence anymore, I will testify in court. of."

No one is afraid of death.

The glasses otaku just believed that Rhodes and Hank would show up to save him.

but…

Rhodes and Hank disappointed him, so it was a normal thing for him to save himself because of his desire to live.

Locke listened to this sentence and looked at the glasses otaku.

"Monitor copy."

"You promise first, you will let me go."

"I promise you won't die."

Locke did not disappoint the glasses otaku, and gave his promise: "Now, monitor the copy, if you say, you put it on the side of Lake Laili, then..."

The glasses otaku hurriedly said, "Not in Lake Railay, in the city, in an apartment I rented."

talking.

In the desire to survive, the glasses otaku immediately revealed the hiding place of the surveillance copy.

Locke smiled, got up, and looked at Carrie: "Get rid of him."

Carrie was expressionless, and in her right hand, a dark orb appeared again.

The glasses otaku felt that his whole body was not good. Looking at Locke who was walking towards the balcony, he suddenly screamed: "You promised me."

Locke stopped and looked at the glasses otaku, with the same smile on the corner of his mouth: "Yes, I promised you, I said, I promise you will not die, but, I didn't say, I let you live!"

For Locke, death is always the most merciful punishment.

He has the ability to make life worse than death.

Life under extraordinary power is better than death, that's more.

and…

The glasses otaku can see his true appearance, think about it carefully, it is impossible.

There are very few people who can know Locke's true appearance, but it has always maintained a point, either Locke unreservedly trusts, such as Chester, or Locke trusts and can restrict, such as Jia. Li, either, is what Locke wants to think about through this, such as Cordelia who just knew what he looks like.

This glasses otaku is not among them.

Locke turned around.

behind.

It is the glasses otaku who is soaked under the dark orb, his brain is being baptized, and he is making bursts of shrill screams.

Strange to say.

When they got to the balcony, the shrill screams in the living room disappeared immediately.

The air was silent.

…

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