Chapter 365: 364 intelligence update

Chapter 365: 364 intelligence update

Chapter 365 364.Intelligence update

Lan En, who finally walked down the stairs of Yousefka Clinic, waved back. On the stairs, two little girls also said goodbye to him.

Goodbye, kind hunter.

In Yanan, it seems that the best praise people can give a hunter is to say "a kind hunter".

When Lane walked out of Yousefka Clinic and walked back along the road that sent Gascoigne's family here, after climbing up the ladder, he discovered something that he had not noticed before because he was in too much haste.

The warning light outside one of the windows was still on.

The warning light is the Yharnamite on hunting night, showing hunters that the occupants of the house still have sanity.

The glass lamp outside the house can be filled with oil from inside the house and continue to burn. This behavior is enough to prove that the people in the house are normal.

Lan En stepped forward and knocked on the window, thinking that Yousefka's clinic was just a few steps down the stairs not far away, and it would be easy to say a word to this person.

But the approaching sound coming from the house was not the sound of normal people walking, but the sound of the wheels of a wheelchair rolling.

"Are you a hunter? The night is so long, but you are the first hunter to come to me for confirmation. Ahem."

The people in the room cast a silhouette of a wheelchair on the curtains under the candlelight.

His voice is old, wheezing and coughing, making it sound labored and unhealthy.

"Hunter. That's right. Sir, do you need care? There is a clinic downstairs. I can send you down. Although it won't be too uncomfortable, I can guarantee it will be fast enough."

Lan En said calmly.

The Yannan people's xenophobia made him admit his identity as a hunter, but the old man in the house seemed to recognize him because of this.

"My name is Gilbert, young gentleman. You, ahem, you are a stranger, right? Don't worry, I am also a stranger. After staying in Yanan for a long time, I have become able to recognize it."

After speaking, the voices in the room struggled to joke.

You must have had a great time, right? The enthusiasm of the Yannan people towards their guests is impressive.

"Not all the people in Yanan are unconscious, ahem. Because the Healing Church sealed the exit of the town on the night when old Yanan was burned down. After they moved into the current Yanan, they were rejected for a while [Blood [Healing]. But that is of no use. The allure of [Blood Healing] and the re-promotion of the Healing Church make personal rejection harmless. Yanan will still become [the home of Blood Healing]."

Thats all, young sir. Thats all my rotten brain can remember. Please leave me alone and continue with your business.

Gilbert once again emphasized to Lan that he didn't need to worry about him anymore.

"I am a lucky man. I survived a terminal illness, I escaped from Old Yharnam, and I am even able to die as a human being instead of a beast. There is nothing more I can ask for, young sir."

This is for you, go and get busy.

The window opened a crack, and an old and pale palm handed out a metal object.

Lan En reached out and took it.

This metal object looks like an old-fashioned air-pressure watering can, except for the embossed carved patterns that match the characteristics of the times.

The residual smell of gasoline told Lan that it was a flamethrower.

Thank you, Gilbert. I wish you a happy life.

Lan nodded. He was a little confused about how to say goodbye to a man who was about to die and who happily accepted the status quo.

The old man in the window coughed and smiled.

Ahem, ah~ Thats great. I also wish you a happy life, kind hunter. I havent heard a greeting without blood in a few days. Thank you, thank you.

In the room, the sound of the wheelchair sliding gradually became distant.

Lan En put the flamethrower in his alchemical leather bag and left with his lips pursed.

In this never-ending night, people will die.

Whether he wants to find the power to stop time, or find the power that wants to pull him into a dream.

Everything in Yanan must be traced back to [blood] and the origin of [blood therapy].

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