Brenda silently looked at this meticulous kitchen, her eyes swept over the neatly arranged, white and clean cutlery and porcelain plates, the smooth tabletop, and the gramophone playing music in the corner.
Then he scanned the labels that recorded age and gender, and the ingredients were neatly listed in categories.
"Thoughtful, neat, elegant, and extremely confident in himself, even proud of himself."
"He's not just cooking here, he's listening to music and cooking slowly... He's enjoying it all."
Brenda quickly conducted a psychological profile, and finally her eyes rested on the burning coals in the fireplace.
Duke followed Brenda's line of sight and looked at the fireplace, frowning slightly: "These logs haven't been completely burned yet, and it must not have been more than ten minutes since they were filled in."
"Maybe he was shocked when we arrived." Brenda nodded and looked at the rags that had been wrung out and folded but were still wet: "He has a very good psychological quality. He may even have wiped the table before leaving.
.”
Brenda looked a little ugly. Maybe when she stood in front of the church, Hannibal disguised as Hunter was listening to music in the kitchen, wiping the table with a smile, and then slowly put on his coat, not too tight.
Leave slowly.
This is a travesty!
"It's too late to talk about this now. He must have escaped when he knew we were coming." Duke said solemnly.
When prey is frightened, they will run away.
The notorious Hannibal is by no means a fool. After he realizes that Brenda, whom he cannot match at all, appears, he will definitely run away as far as possible and will never appear in Brenda's sight.
Or are you seeking death?
Rupert sighed: "That would be troublesome. Once he escapes to another settlement... If we want to catch him, we can only wait until he commits a crime next time."
Although he said this, Rupert felt a little more relaxed. After all, the ogre was in the settlement he was responsible for, and he, as the person in charge, was under a lot of pressure...
It's good to run, it's good to run.
Duke immediately said: "I will notify the surrounding settlements..."
"No," Brenda suddenly shook her head: "He will not leave this settlement."
"Why?" Rupert's voice was trembling. What's wrong? Hannibal is really having trouble with him, isn't he?
Brenda was categorical: "If he leaves, he will have to trek through the ice and snow dozens of meters deep outside. A satellite thermal view will make it impossible for him to hide."
"On the contrary, the best way to hide is to hide in this settlement and hide among the crowd."
"Not only because it is easy to avoid, but also because... there is food for him here!"
The wolf will never stay away from the sheep.
How could the ogre be willing to leave the crowd?
?
Rupert shivered inexplicably. He only felt a demon staring at him in the shadows, lingering for a long time, and said in a dry voice: "Then where should we find him?"
Brenda glanced outside the door where the sound of retching could be heard, and immediately rushed out, staring at Father Linton who was still scratching his throat and said, "Where is Hunter's house?"
Father Linton's face turned pale, as if he couldn't think. It took him five seconds to give the answer: "On Third Street, No. 15."
"Guide the way!"
Brenda grabbed Father Linton's collar with one hand and flew out like a thunderbolt!
Father Linton didn't seem to have recovered yet. Amidst the sound of the wind passing by at high speed, Father Linton's face turned pale: "No, I still don't believe it. Hunter can't be Hannibal... He and I are friends, and I obviously know him very well.
…”
"People's hearts are separated from each other." Brenda comforted: "Remember, never trust others casually."
"Well..." Father Linton nodded sadly.
It is said to be Third Street, but in fact it is just a slightly narrow alley with low private houses on both sides.
Outside the door, Brenda stopped.
"This is Hunter's home." Father Linton pointed to a door, and then his voice trembled: "You, can you let me go, I don't want to go in... It's too disgusting..."
He really doesn't want to touch anything belonging to Chef Hunter now. Even if he enters Hunter's house and breathes the air that Hunter has breathed, he will resist it!
Brenda nodded: "Then stand outside the door."
"boom!"
Brenda punched open the heavy wooden door, and the lightning shattered the wood.
Stepping on the blackened sawdust, Brenda slowly walked in.
The room is also surprisingly clean and tidy, which is extremely rare in settlements.
No one would believe that this is the home of an ogre.
Brenda looked around, and finally her eyes landed on the table. There were five cups there, one of them was empty, and the other was still filled with steaming coffee.
A white paper was spread out on the table, and the handwriting on it was very beautiful.
"Dear Ms. Brenda, Miss Duke:
It’s hard work to find this place.”
"I thought I did it very covertly, but I didn't expect that it still attracted your attention."
"Higher Thunder God, tenth-level Earth God... This is not something I can handle now, so please forgive me for leaving on my own and not being able to meet you in person.
Farewell. But since you have come a long way, I should still treat you to a cup of coffee. This is the most basic courtesy."
"Okay, don't look for me anymore. If you know who I am, you know you will never find me. I will lie dormant quietly, waiting for the next hunt."
"Your friend, Hannibal."
Brenda frowned and looked at the four cups of steaming coffee, feeling that she was being teased even more intensely.
This guy... ran away again?
"What should I do?" Duke, who followed closely, asked in a deep voice.
"The clue is broken. He handled it very cleanly." Brenda rubbed her eyebrows, "In this case, Rupert, you arrange for personnel to conduct door-to-door searches. In addition, increase the number of patrols in the nearest area."
"Of course, Hannibal's awakening must be kept secret for the time being. Otherwise, the people will be extremely panicked."
"Duke, you and I sit here. With you and me here, that guy shouldn't dare to mess around."
Brenda gave the order clearly and then said to Rupert: "Arrange a place for me."
Brenda and Duke temporarily lived in the Alliance of Gods office in settlement 72.
On the streets, there are more patrol officers visible to the naked eye.
In the warm room, Brenda closed her eyes slightly and sat on a chair to sort out her thoughts.
She had to admit that she had met a very smart opponent.
Instead of saying that you are a cat catching a mouse, it is better to say that the other person is a cat that plays with a cat and claps your hands.
"Obviously that guy's strength is only at the tenth level..." Brenda sighed, "As long as we find him, we can catch him immediately. But he is playing tricks on him like this."
"Yeah, I can't wait to see what that guy looks like." Duke, who was sitting on the sofa, sighed and then looked at the time. It was already five o'clock in the evening.
He stood up and said, "Are you going to eat?"
"No." Brenda waved her hands and said in a complex tone: "I can't eat it well."
The sight of those ingredients neatly arranged looked so disgusting that it still made her feel sick to her stomach.
And now that Hannibal hadn't caught him, she always felt that what she was eating might be his work.
"Okay, then I'll eat it myself." Duke walked towards the door, smashing his mouth and saying, "How can we catch Hannibal without eating? Besides, the snow beast meat sent by Daxia is so delicious..."
He reached out to open the door, but the next moment, the door opened by itself.
"Sir Brenda!" Rupert gasped and said quickly, "There's something going on!"
"How
What!" Brenda almost jumped up from her chair, and with a surge of lightning, she instantly appeared in front of Rupert: "Hannibal showed up?"
"No, it's not... Father Linton has something to report about Hunter... Hannibal!" After Rupert finished speaking, he stepped aside to give way.
"Father Linton, you..." Brenda was about to ask, but then she was slightly startled.
I saw Father Linton, who was wearing clerical robes before, now wearing a bulging rubber protective suit and a mask, just like a biochemical warrior.
Father Linton did not explain, but said solemnly: "First of all, I still don't believe that Hunter is Hannibal. But after I went back, I suddenly remembered something."
"Before winter came, Hunter once revealed to me that he built a hunting cabin in the wild."
This is not unusual, because before winter is about to come, the residents have almost wiped out all the animals around them, and the rats have moved away, so many people have built temporary hunting cabins deeper into the wild.
"He also invited me to go, but I refused. He also said before that a lot of ingredients were stored in that hut, and that's where he moved the ingredients he had stored."
"I almost forgot about this, but just in the afternoon, you read the letter to me..."
"The last sentence of that letter was that I would lie dormant quietly, waiting for the next hunt."
"He sees this as hunting."
"Between hunting, hunters usually rest in the hunting cabin."
Father Linton did not say any more, but everyone knew what he meant.
"Show the way!" Brenda grabbed the collar of Father Linton's biochemical protective suit again, and then said to Duke: "You come with me!"
"Um."
Rupert on the side looked ugly: "Me, should I go too?"
"You don't need to go, your strength can't help." Brenda glanced at Rupert, "You stay and sit here. If we guess wrong, that guy is still hiding in the settlement.
Probably do something while we're gone."
"Huh, okay." Rupert nodded quickly. He really didn't want to face the legendary Hannibal.
"boom!"
Thunder and lightning roared, Brenda grabbed Father Linton, who was wearing a biochemical suit, and rushed out of the settlement.
Not long after, she and Duke stopped at the edge of the settlement. There was no road in front of them, and it was dozens of meters high, like the snow of a glacier.
"Are you sure this is the direction?"
"It should be...he pointed out the location of the hunter's cabin on the map for me." Father Linton nodded slightly.
