The scene that happened in front of them made Sergeant Sherlock and the team he led stunned.
Oh! My God! What did I see?
A bloody tearer with a danger level of 7, jumping up and down like a domestic dog out to let loose, expressing its inner joy?
At the same time, he was still trying hard to please his master, and the sickle-shaped tail was almost waving into an afterimage!
Is this really the legendary cruel, cruel, cunning and cunning Bloodripper?
So who is its owner, Roll, the senior consultant who works in the investigation team?
Although I had heard before that he seemed to have a close relationship with the recruit instructors, Brother Elby, and that he was a strong man with outstanding swordsmanship, but the current situation obviously went beyond the scope of swordsmanship, right?
The sergeant and his team members felt as if their views had been shattered, and they froze on the spot.
Rohr walked for a while and found that they had not followed him, so he turned back and greeted:
"Why are you still stunned?"
"Ah! It's coming, it's coming..."
The sergeant responded numbly, and then followed.
Although he still had many questions that he had not figured out, his mind was still dizzy, and he had not yet recovered from the shock that shocked his outlook on life.
But as long as Advisor Rohr speaks, he just obeys his orders.
Otherwise, he only needs one look to make this terrifying level seven monster eat his entire team alive.
The sergeant and his men followed Rolle cautiously. Although he had questions, he did not dare to speak for fear of offending Advisor Rolle and being fed to his dog.
So everyone followed this lively bloody tearer through the city for more than an hour, and finally came to a fire scene.
The fire was in a low-rise building. The fire was so fierce that you could feel a heat wave coming from a long distance away.
Even if such a fire is extinguished, there will certainly be nothing left inside except ashes.
This is a civilian area in the south of the city, close to the factory area on the outskirts of the city. Originally, workers from various factories lived here, but because the factories have not resumed work, it became very deserted. Only a few people could be seen, carrying pots and
Buckets were hurriedly extinguishing the fire.
It seems that the spy's den is here. Not only did he escape from the empire's roundup, he also ran back to the den and set a fire.
A cunning, experienced, and very professional spy.
The air was filled with thick smoke and burnt smell, making it difficult to breathe normally. Naturally, the little cat couldn't smell anything.
"Ask the licking dog if he knows of any other strongholds."
Luo Er patted the little donkey's butt and said.
The little donkey first opened his hand with its tail, then jumped a few steps away, and then barked at the licking dog a few times.
The licking dog made no movement, lying on the ground obediently, only its tail flicked.
The little donkey turned around and wagged its ears at Rolle.
"The clue was just cut off?"
Rolle was very unwilling.
"Forget it, let's help put out the fire first."
Fortunately, a transcendent person not far away came to support in time, and with the help of water secrets, everyone was able to put out the fire in time without causing too much damage.
But all that was left at the fire scene was a mess, with nothing left but a pile of coke.
The clue was just cut off.
Rolle could only give Sergeant Sherlock a description of the man in black's approximate height and body shape, and asked the military to search for him. Then he rode his donkey home to rest.
Fortunately, it's not far from his rental house.
"By the way, is this guy planning to follow us all the time?"
Luo Er looked back at Ling Gou who was still following behind, feeling a little helpless.
He didn't want to raise this thing. Although it was still tall and mighty, it looked too ugly, and it must be very edible. He couldn't afford to raise it, and it didn't listen to himself...
The key point is that this guy is actually plotting against his own little donkey!
If he hadn't been honest, Luo Er would have killed him with a sword.
“Can you please let him report to a stray dog shelter on his own?”
Rohr asked again.
The little donkey shook his head, with a look of helplessness in his big eyes.
"You can't call him and leave him as soon as you call him. You're not even qualified to be a licking dog."
Luo Er complained and didn't care about it for the time being. He would go to sleep first.
He took the little milk cat into the rental house, the little donkey went back to the stable, and the licking dog retreated into a dark alley next to it.
And on the roof of a small building facing the street, the man in black who had just escaped death was lying.
"Why is this happening? Why is this happening? Why is this happening?"
He kept repeating this question in his mouth, obviously not wanting to accept the cruel reality in front of him.
The Bloodripper, whom he had worked hard to tame and paid a heavy price for, betrayed him just like that.
He had no doubt that if he appeared in front of it, it would tear itself into pieces without hesitation in order to please its new owner.
He lay on the roof until daybreak, then reluctantly climbed up, jumped on the roof like an agile ape, and left the street.
After a while, he ducked into a deserted alley, took off his night clothes, folded them carefully, and stuffed them into a backpack placed in the corner.
Originally, wrapped in his night-walking clothes, his body looked thin and thin, about the same as a bamboo pole. But once he took off his clothes, his body suddenly expanded and became burly and strong, which was in stark contrast to his previous body shape.
Contrast.
At the same time, a furry, ape-like face was revealed.
This is an orc, the largest ethnic group in the Alien Alliance.
The orcs muttered words and sang a foreign folk song.
Two secret spell formations lit up on his beast-like claws. The arrangement and style of the patterns on them were very different from the structure on the empire's side, with more dots and blocks used to form the spell.
Formation, rather than the linear structure on the empire side.
There are obvious differences and differences between the alien's extraordinary system and that of humans. This is also the capital that allowed him to escape from Rohr.
The orc raised his paws, brought it to his face and rubbed it vigorously. As if by magic, his face turned into a normal Imperial appearance, and his huge paws turned into normal human hands.
After changing his appearance, the orc put on a work uniform that was very common in factories, then pushed a bicycle out from the bottom of the alley and rode all the way to the rich area in the east of the city.
Along the way, he acted completely like an ordinary Imperial person, speaking authentic Imperial dialect, greeting passers-by who he didn't know, and giving a friendly smile.
Obviously, he has been lurking in the empire for a long time, and he has a complete set of legal identity certificates. However, he had been operating in other cities before. It was not until the dramatic changes in the imperial capital that he was dispatched from other cities to investigate the situation.
This kind of spy is the most difficult to deal with. Last night was his biggest flaw, but it's a pity that Rohr and the others failed to catch it.
The orc spy rode a bicycle and walked majestically through the streets of the empire. When he passed a food and daily necessities distribution point, he even got off the car and queued up to receive some aid of flour and vegetables.
Then he took the supplies he had received, rode to the door of a beautiful small villa in the east of the city, knocked on the door in a specific rhythm, and then said to the maid who answered the door:
"Please tell Madam that today's emergency supplies have been delivered."
The maid looked him over and over, then carefully looked around to make sure no one was watching, then she stepped aside and let him in.
The spy came to the second floor of the villa and saw a beautiful lady in a magnificently decorated living room.
She has long sky blue hair and gorgeous golden eyes, her appearance is impeccable, she is very young, and she has a quiet and elegant aristocratic temperament.
But the most eye-catching thing is the pair of pointed, long ears, which add a touch of mystery to her body.
This is an elf, an elf living in the human world.
Although the elves are also part of the alien alliance, their attitude towards humans is slightly gentler and less extreme than other alliance groups.
In fact, if a certain leader of their ethnic group had not stood on the wrong side in history, they would not have been expelled from the mainland like other alien races. Humans would still be willing to give this beautiful and elegant ethnic group a small living space. Anyway, their population
There are very few and they don't take up much space.
Later, the elves also maintained some contact with the human world and had limited exchanges.
Like the elf lady in front of me, she was captured by a wealthy human businessman during trade, married to the empire, and gave birth to a daughter.
This incident was once published in the newspapers and caused a sensation throughout the country. Instead of stopping it, the people of the empire regarded it as a perfect example of the pursuit of love and free love, and it was regarded as a good story.
Since then, other reports of intermarriage between humans and other races have emerged.
But this was all decades ago. Now the wealthy businessman has died young, probably because he couldn't bear this beautiful wife, leaving behind a huge family property and inheritance, so that the widow can continue to enjoy the wealth of the aristocracy.
Life.
"Madam, we encountered some emergencies."
The orc spy lowered his head and spoke in alien language, not daring to take another look at this beautiful elf lady.
The lady did not raise her head, still looking at the newspaper in her hand, and took a sip of the black tea in her hand in an elegant and dignified manner.
"I took my pet out hunting last night, and then I encountered something strange..."
The spy briefly and comprehensively described the previous situation.
The lady listened silently, the expression on her face did not change at all, but after hearing the news of the Bloody Ripper's rebellion, the delicate hand holding the newspaper suddenly turned slightly white.
This betrayed her inner shock.
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