Hewen took off the shotgun from the wall and held it in his hand, drew out the long knife and put it behind his back, and walked quietly towards an ash forest not far from the backyard of the house.

At the entrance of the woods, Hevin pressed the rosewood butt of the shotgun and loaded the bullet slowly.

Although this kind of single-shot rifle is slightly weak in close-range firefights, if it hits a vital point, even large mammals will fall to the ground directly.

It's already dark.

Hevin's amber pupils gradually dilated, trying to absorb the surrounding light as much as possible.

A shadow slowly passed by more than ten meters away, and the viscous sound of the interweaving of liquid and solid reached the hunter's ears.

Hewen shouted without emotion:

"Come out, this is private property, I don't care what you are, if you continue to move I will shoot you."

The shadow seemed to be frightened, the surrounding leaves shook, and then it immediately became quiet.

After confirming that the other party could understand human language, Hewen continued to urge:

"Come towards me now. If you make any move, I will shoot you in the head. Don't worry, my gun can run faster than you."

After dozens of seconds of silence, the uninvited guest appeared from under the cover of the leaves.

A girl with a little mist in her eyes.

The girl was wearing a patched cloth that looked like it had not been washed for a long time.

She bit her lower lip lightly, her brown hair just reached her shoulders, her eyes were red, she must have cried not long ago, and her pink face had a strange blush, as if she was frostbitten.

Some inexplicable changes flashed in Hewen's eyes. After confirming something, he walked to the girl.

When the girl saw this scene, she was startled and looked hesitant. She seemed to want to retreat, but she didn't dare to really run away.

"never mind."

Hewen comforted her gently. He took off his coat and gently covered the girl who was only wearing a piece of cloth.

The witcher smiled as gently as possible:

"It's okay, you're safe, no one can hurt you."

The girl sniffed and whispered timidly:

"Really?"

Hewen nodded heavily and said firmly:

"Um."

Hewen touched his chin and asked:

"Are your parents around?"

The girl shook her head vigorously.

This was a bit troublesome. He couldn't be sure whether the child ran away from home or just escaped from some bad guy.

Hewen knelt down in front of the girl and asked in a low voice:

"Do you know where your home is?"

The girl's tone was a little uncertain:

"I don't know the way, I don't live here."

"How long have you been away from home?"

The girl frowned, thought for a while and replied:

"long time……"

Hewen put his hands on the girl's shoulders and lowered his voice:

"If you don't want to answer what I'm going to ask you about, don't be nervous. But if you can tell me, maybe I can find your parents faster."

Hewen straightened his expression and said:

"Were you with someone before? What did they do to you?"

Hearing this, the girl suddenly opened her eyes wide, her expression filled with fear and pain:

"me……"

"It's okay, it's okay. You don't need to say it now. The important thing is that you are safe now." Hewen said quickly.

The girl raised her head, looked at Hewen with disbelief, and asked cautiously:

"Am I safe now?"

Hewen patted the girl's back, nodded and said:

"That's right, no one can hurt you anymore."

The girl calmed down and said in an imperceptible volume:

"I remember it was very crowded, and there were uncles in black clothes walking around outside, and uncles and aunts in white clothes..."

Hewen narrowed his eyes.

Wearing uniforms? It looks like a huge and well-regulated criminal gang. No wonder no one has discovered it.

A trace of courage flashed in the girl's eyes:

"Also, there is dad."

Hewen was shocked.

"I have to see my father once every seven days. He also wears white clothes, but everyone seems to be afraid of him."

Hewen asked:

"Then are you afraid of him?"

The girl didn't dare to speak.

Hewen couldn't help but feel a surge of anger in his heart. What is this, a perverted noble or businessman who tortures his daughter?

"Dad." The girl said after hesitation, "Dad, he will take me to do things, touch me with things I don't understand, and sometimes make me do very difficult things."

"What's the matter?" Hewen could no longer conceal his anger.

The girl closed her lips.

Hewen took a deep breath and said:

"You don't need to say, by the way, why you called him daddy."

The girl recalled:

"The second time he met me, he told me he was my father."

Hewen suddenly thought of something and asked quickly:

"Do you remember how many times you met?"

"89 times" the girl said an overly precise number.

"See you once every seven days? Never less?"

"Um."

He seems to be a mentally disturbed guy. If so, maybe he captured more than just her "daughter".

"You follow me first, and I'll think of a solution later."

Hewen held the girl's little hand and pulled her towards his cabin.

The girl struggled slightly:

"Bad guy..."

"I'm not afraid even if bad guys come." Hewen held the girl's pink hand tighter.

Hewen still had many questions that he did not ask the girl, her name, and how she escaped.

But these are not important now. The most important thing is the girl's mental state. She has just escaped from a hell. Her mental state must be extremely unstable, like a porcelain doll covered with cracks. Any slight stimulation may cause her to collapse.

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But even if the opponent is chasing him now, Hewen will not have any worries. Being a demon hunter is not his first job. He knows how to deal with not only monsters but also humans.

In the mountains behind Chenxi Town.

Thunder and lightning flashed, illuminating the faces of the three people.

Although the whole town enjoys spring all year round, only this mountain is often covered by dark clouds and thunderstorms.

The mayor and the two of them were walking quickly on the rugged mountain road.

It's not surprising that the two detectives have a lot of energy, but it's a bit surprising that the mayor, who looks a little fat, is walking on the mountain as well as on the ground.

The mayor turned to the two of them and said:

"In fact, the master on the mountain knows this land better than Hevin, and it can even be said that he knows it better than most people in the town."

The tall and thin detective said:

"But you didn't plan to take us to find him in the first place."

The mayor nodded:

"Because I'm not sure about inviting him, I'll leave the subsequent negotiations to you.

"It is said that when my father was young, this master had already appeared here, and he had a weird temper, moodiness, and had the characteristics of people in the old times."

The tall and thin man asked curiously:

"Since he is so old, can he still function normally?"

The mayor smiled:

"He is not a mortal like us, and even time cannot leave a mark on him.
Chapter completed!