Jelina was exhausted and rushed home from the factory.
The street lights were dim. After walking a few streets, the flow of people became even thinner and almost deserted...
Thinking of the serial murder cases reported in the newspaper, Jelena couldn't help but wrap up her shabby clothes tightly, hoping to use them to dispel the slightest chill.
——For middle-class families, they know that the streets at night are dangerous and can restrain their wives and daughters. As for the upper class, they can hire bodyguards and detectives to protect their children.
But for most civilians, if they don't work for one day, they need to worry about food for the next day. Compared with a family dying of cold and starvation, it is too luxurious to consider other risks.
What's more... there are tens of thousands of night shift workers in the entire Green Forest, so bad luck may not befall you!
Jelina comforted herself while holding onto the salary in her pocket, which was the family's source of food for tomorrow.
She has soft features and a tall figure, and is considered a good beauty.
In fact, it wouldn't be so hard if you were to be a street girl, or even a dishonorable mistress.
But Jelina is a good and clean girl who has been working hard to get money with her own hands and sweat.
"Come on, you'll be home soon."
Jelena's steps became faster, and she seemed to be able to see the dilapidated HOS house in front of her, as well as the warm lights inside...
"I hope mom made mixed vegetable soup at night... It would be better if she could add one or two pieces of bacon..."
Unknowingly, Jelina had turned into another, darker and more remote alleyway, but she didn't know anything about it yet, as if... she had been subjected to an illusion or some kind of mental manipulation!
When she woke up, she suddenly found that she had come to the end of an alley, where she could see brick walls and a smelly sewer next to it.
Ho ho!
A tall figure was lying next to her, sticking out his scarlet tongue and licking her face.
"Mother……"
There was a sparkle in the corner of Jelena's eyes.
…
"That's not it……"
"It's not this..."
On the street, Aaron, disguised as a chameleon, walked out of a corner and looked at the direction shown by the pendulum with a strange expression on his face: "Divining the location of the murderer. Is this direction... in the prison of the Bureau of Investigation?"
"It seems that these murder scenes were committed by the guys Percy caught... and according to what he said, there is another extraordinary murderer who has extremely powerful counter-reconnaissance skills and is resistant to divination.
ability……"
"If you can't find it tonight, then don't look for it."
He finally made a decision and came to another crime scene.
The clues in the alley have been taken away by the police, and only the traces of black blood on the floor tiles remain.
"The murderer's location!"
Aaron took out the pendulum and divined again.
This time, his inspiration suddenly struck him and he looked in the direction outside the Investigation Bureau.
"Well... let's go and have a look."
He glanced around, opened the sewer, and jumped in.
"This one is very suspicious... My divination has been slightly hindered. Unfortunately, there is only a little resistance..."
At the beginning, even the anti-divination ceremony arranged by Rob was roughly divinated by Aaron. He did not think that the murderer could be compared to an inhuman existence!
"Besides, at this time, even if I encounter inhuman combat power, or even a 'feast attendant', it is not impossible for me to touch it."
Aaron hurried on his way.
Suddenly, his ears moved and he heard a woman's low-pitched scream.
It was as if... someone had deliberately covered his mouth.
Aaron immediately changed direction, and after running for a while, his legs exerted force and he jumped up suddenly.
In mid-air, he made a fist with his right hand and swung it towards a sewer manhole cover.
Bang!
After being promoted to the 'Former', his physique had increased to an extraordinary level. With one punch, the metal manhole cover flew out as if it had been hit by a cannonball.
Aaron jumped out, a spinning revolver appeared in his right hand, and he aimed at the target!
In the dim street, the body of a female worker fell to the ground, with a pool of blood underneath her body, and her eyes gradually turned gray.
And a tall figure was lying on her abdomen, greedily gnawing at the internal organs.
At this time, an unexpected intruder seemed to be discovered. He raised his head, revealing a silver-white mask that covered half of his face. The beard on his chin was covered with blood foam and traces of dirt...
His eyes were scarlet, but when he saw Aaron, he became a little confused and muttered: "...is it...you?"
"I didn't expect to meet Mr. Clark Das under such circumstances!"
Aaron took off his 'Sword' mask and sighed.
Even though the other person was wearing a mask, he was so familiar with Clark that he recognized him through his spiritual analysis ability as soon as they met.
On the other side, Clark couldn't help but fall into silence.
Aaron silently opened his pistol and ejected the 'Evil Possession' bullet. He looked at Clark, who slowly stood up but still looked extremely tall, and asked: "The sequelae of the last 'Historical Review'?"
Clark once gained powerful physical strength and recovery abilities from a supernatural ghoul.
Aaron suspected that it might be related to this.
"Yes...yes."
Clark stammered in reply, as if he wanted to search for the pipe from his body, but couldn't find it: "No...it's not...it's me! It's me who has fallen!"
He covered his face with his hands and cried: "Any supernatural power needs to pay a 'price'... The spirituality and price required for 'historical retrospection' are paid by the historical imprints in the secret history... This is correct,
But I was too careless."
"Even though I don't need to accumulate the spirituality of 'red', my frequent use of the ghoul's ability still unknowingly leads me to corruption... If it's just an ability, maybe my reason can be restrained, but..."
Clark said in a daze: "I also had a secret history ability before, which was the animal language of a Druid... and the 'Druid' also contains the element of 'red', and the two influences were superimposed. When I discovered it, it was already
Deeply trapped in it, I...I have always had great self-control. I will buy placenta from the hospital to satisfy my desire for flesh and blood. I have not harmed others..."
"I understand... that desire for blood and flesh." Aaron, who had used the power of 'Red', sighed: "When you taste flesh and blood, you will get a moment of satisfaction... But after you are satisfied, you can only
Emptiness... emptiness will force you to look for more, more vivid flesh and blood to fill it with... first it is the placenta, then it is the corpse, and later, you actively hunt for delicious 'prey'?"
"Sorry...I should have found out earlier."
He felt a little guilty: 'With Clark's cautious character, the previous adventure to the ruins, although it can be said to be the historian's obsession...but it is also the result of a big change in temperament, but I ignored this!'