Chapter 54: The Exchange of Food~~Ask for a Monthly Pass~)
"have no idea."
"Micah hides deep."
"I was curious, but for the sake of their stable transportation of 'ingredients', I didn't delve into it."
"However, I know several of their contact points and two secret bases."
Hannibal answered.
Jason was not surprised by this answer.
If Micah was so easy to catch, Edward wouldn't be helpless.
Similarly, if Hannibal had not prepared anything, he would not be worthy of being called a 'predator'.
Jason was quite confident that Hannibal had already guessed what Micah wanted to do when he met Dadas.
In fact, this is also true.
At the next moment, Hannibal said:
"Micah probably wants to cause chaos, not only in New City, but also in 'St. Mungo's College'."
"After all, the graduates there are considered elites."
"Destroy these elites, and Xinde City's future will be gone."
"Um."
Jason nodded and agreed with this statement.
Then, Jason continued to ask.
"In the 'Battle of German City', was the rebellion of the 'Ghost Team' caused by those strange phenomena?"
"no!"
Hannibal shook his head firmly.
He explained to Jason:
"The 'Defense Battle of Decheng' took place during the 'Thirty-Three Days of Protracted War'. All the abnormalities at that time appeared on the frontal battlefield, and the nearby battlefield was very peaceful."
"Probably earlier."
"or……"
"Some other things, who knows?"
"The 'Silver Federation' is far from being as noble and great as they claim."
After saying that, Hannibal sneered.
Jason subconsciously thought of Congressman David.
Don't talk about Decheng.
Even if it is Xinde City, has it really changed?
Jason thought, putting his elbows on his knees.
“What do you think of ‘food’?”
"Are they related to 'weirdness'?"
"still……"
"Have they existed since ancient times?"
Jason asked.
After finally getting in touch with someone who truly 'understood food' and had a friendly attitude, Jason naturally needed to ask questions.
"They've been around since ancient times!"
"But it's better to hide now!"
"Since the advent of gunpowder, their numbers have plummeted, but..."
"The 'weird' appearance has caused their number to surge again."
"In my past hunts, after a huge ghost appeared in the 'Lanqiao Blockade' in October 1981, the number of these 'foods' tripled. In the past, it took me a long time to find traces."
, and after the 'Siege of Sheldon' in June 1984, these 'foods' began to mix into the city."
Hannibal did not disappoint Jason and told Jason the answer he most wanted to know.
"Hiding in the city and blending in with the crowd?"
Jason whispered to himself.
"Yes."
"They appear in ways that are difficult for ordinary people to understand."
"But most of them love blood, fear and death."
"So, there are traces to follow."
"And their hobbies make them powerful and crazy - this is different from the 'food' I originally hunted. I think they are affected by the 'weird'."
Hannibal said.
"Where's the mystery side?"
"Is there a mysterious side to Xinde City?"
Jason asked expectantly.
However, this time Hannibal shook his head.
"No."
"It's not just Xinde City that doesn't have it."
"The entire 'Silver Federation' also lacks any records about the mysterious side - I think someone deliberately erased these. The senior officials of the 'Silver Federation' have always been good at such things."
"The same goes for the Blackstone Alliance."
There was obvious sarcasm and ridicule on Hannibal's face.
Jason had no objection to this.
He's seen it before, hasn't he?
What threatens oneself must be destroyed if it cannot be exploited.
What's more, the rise of gunpowder is the most direct blow to the 'mysterious side'.
Afterwards, Jason and Hannibal chatted happily.
In other words, communication.
The two parties had an in-depth exchange on how to hunt ‘food’.
"I've found some traces of 'food' now."
"They are much smarter than before, but they will leave traces wherever they go."
"Would you like to come take a look?"
Hannibal sent an invitation to Jason.
"good."
Jason nodded immediately.
Jason would not refuse most things about 'food' and 'food' related matters.
The two of them walked towards the bedroom.
Different from other bedrooms.
In Hannibal's bedroom, apart from a bed, there are only photos, cut newspapers and many records hanging on the wall.
Jason glanced at it and saw the reports that had been published in the newspaper: "The Ripper in the Night" and "Echoes of the Hanged Man".
However, it is different from the reports in newspapers.
Hannibal is much more detailed here.
Not only the records of the deceased, but also the records of the murderers.
The murderer of "The Ripper Under the Night" has some clear records: 180-185cm tall, strong build, dominant hand is left hand, has certain fighting skills, is good at using knives, is used to facing blood, and is speculated to be a doctor or
A butcher owns a private carriage or car and lives independently in the city.
"Are you interested in him?"
Hannibal asked.
"I'm interested in anything 'food'."
Jason said with a smile.
"This is a cunning guy. I've been keeping an eye on him for almost six weeks."
"But he hasn't shown any clues yet."
"These clues are only approximate."
"However, it is much stronger than him."
Hannibal said very regretfully, and at the same time, he pointed at the wall where "Echoes of the Hanged Man" was hung.
Compared with "The Ripper in the Night", the information recorded in "Echoes of the Hanged Man" is much less, or even non-existent.
Because, there is only one written here: the gender should be male?
Even in this sentence, Hannibal also wrote a question mark after it.
"This guy is the most cunning 'food' I have ever seen. There are no clues at the scene, and there is no pattern in committing the crime. There is no time or place, and the perpetrators do not distinguish between men, women, old or young. Except for the fact that they are all hanged
Apart from death, they basically have nothing in common, and even the gender described here is just a guess."
When Hannibal talked about this 'food', he didn't feel discouraged at all. Instead, he looked excited.
The same goes for Jason.
Then, he looked at the wall in the bedroom opposite the bed.
Unlike other walls that are densely covered with cut-and-paste, there is only one hand-painted painting——
A huge figure hidden in the mist occupies 90% of the entire painting. At its feet, countless tiny people are terrified, restless, howling, kneeling, or shooting.
But it didn't work at all.
It just moves forward.
No need for any hesitation.
"Is this the first huge shadow?"
Jason guessed.
"yes."
Hannibal nodded.
Then, Jason stared at this huge figure closely for more than ten seconds before he took a long breath and said:
"How delicious it must be!"
Hannibal, who had been waiting for Jason's answer, immediately smiled.
He is worthy of the king he swore allegiance to.
Any powerful and strange existence is just a dish in the eyes of the king.
And him?
It will cook well.
The two people who spoke the same language immediately stood in front of the bed and started discussing and speculating about this delicious 'food'.
It wasn't until another sneezing sound came from outside that Jason had to say goodbye.
