"what do you know?"

　　 Roger asked curiously.

　　 "This is a cruel transformation ritual. I have seen similar cases in the branch files. Through the guidance of blood, people participating in the ritual will dedicate their souls without knowing it."

　　 "The ritual will arouse the ferocity of nearby beasts, making them extremely aggressive, and some of the souls of those killed by them will be absorbed and become part of the power of the caster."

　　 Henrik glanced at Roger, "According to you, it should be the guy who provided the occult pages."

　　 "Although the threshold of the most basic occult rituals is very low, it can't be displayed by just a few high school students."

　　 "The most important steps of the entire ritual have been completed, and the rest is only the blood guide, and the things placed around are just boring blindfolds."

　　 Henrik looked a little disdainful.

　　 Roger frowned. He believed in Henrik's professionalism, but he always felt that there was still something unreasonable.

　　 Deep down, Roger had almost locked Sherman, but he had killed people in the woods, and he couldn't tell Henrik about his being followed.

　　 And in this ceremony, Bob is also a participant. Even if he prepared some medicine for Bob to drive away bloodthirsty beasts, there is no need for his son to participate in this kind of thing.

　　 Roger was thinking about how to lead Henrik's tracing direction to Sherman, but he listened to Henrik's continued analysis.

　　 "In order to reasonably absorb the soul fragments of the deceased, the caster must be an important part of the ritual, or he has directly participated in the blood oath."

　　 "Either... is the blood relative of the participant!"

　　 Henrik said decisively.

　　 "Excluding the dead one and the girl in your family, there are only three goals left."

　　 Henrik's eyes were determined. At this moment, he didn't have the usual wanderings and looked much more reliable.

　　 "Betty... that black girl, from the data, she seems to have something to do with..., it's unlikely."

　　 Henrik muttered a few words in a low voice.

　　 "Bob and the girl named Lucy, the two of them have the most suspicion!"

　　 "How do we lock onto the target next?"

　　 Roger asked.

　　 Henrik's efficiency is much faster than him.

　　 "Lock on target?"

　　 "Why lock the target?" Henrik asked rhetorically.

　　 "Boy, after analyzing to this level, this matter has basically been resolved."

　　 "There are two remaining targets, just check them one by one."

　　 Henrik waved his hand, "Go, follow me!"

　　 "Where are you going again?"

　　 Roger wanted to say that he had to go to class tomorrow, but most of Henrik’s attitude would not listen.

　　The most important thing is that he is also very curious.

　　 It's a rare opportunity to get in touch with a real demon hunter, and he is naturally unwilling to give up this opportunity.

　　 "Look at that Bob's house."

　　 Henrik patted his head.

　　 "His father's name is Sherman, right, where does he live?"

　　 "Let me think about..."

　　 "The three holy spirits who like to develop are the local rich and wealthy guys."

　　 "I don't like the poor and love the rich, tsk, the claws of capital have reached the extraordinary realm."

　　 "If luck is good enough, maybe we can solve this incident tonight."

　　 "The two of us, now?"

"if not?"

　　 Henrik looked at Roger with your stupid eyes.

　　 "Wait till dawn, and then swagger to visit?"

　　 "Trust my boy, if you do that, you won't find anything."

　　 He patted Roger on the shoulder.

　　 "If you want to become a qualified demon hunter in the future, um...then the first thing you should learn is..."

　　 "Enough shamelessly."

　　 "Let those so-called processes go to hell!"

　　 The woods were a bit cool at night, and Henrik missed the underwear he threw in the hotel very much.

　　 "By the way, it doesn't feel bad not to pay."

　　 Where did Roger know that the demon hunter who had just returned with a respectful look, he was already out of wandering things at this time, and he began to figure out where he would go to be happy after the mission was over.

　　 Outside the manor.

　　 The two figures are carefully hidden in the dark.

　　 "Follow me for a while, don't make a sound, don't move, leave everything to me."

　　 Henrik raised his hand, and didn't see how he moved. After a few soft sounds, the camera installed in the hidden corner completely lost its function.

　　 The outer wall of Sherman Manor is very high. This is a building of quite an age. It is hard to see a manor with such a high wall now.

　　 Without a run-up, Henrik jumped up gently, stepped on his toes against the wall, and gently turned over the courtyard wall with his hands.

　　 Roger is no longer the rookie he used to be. Although Henrik moves easily, Roger can still feel the power contained in the opponent's body.

　　 At least with his current physical fitness, he can't be as easy as Henrik.

Although his posture was ugly, Roger successfully climbed over the courtyard wall. As soon as he landed, he saw Henrik gently raise his hand. Then, two muffled hums came from the grass not far away. Two **** dogs staggered out.

　　 then fell to the ground.

"This guy……"

　　 "Reaction, perception, power..."

　　"In many ways, he is far superior to ordinary people~lightnovelpub.net~ Roger originally thought that Henrik's skills were in the use of firearms, but now it seems that even if this guy has shortcomings, he is much better than himself.

　　 "Okay, it's safe."

　　 Henrik leaned against the wall and quickly approached the small building in the distance in the shadows.

　　 moved briskly without making a sound. Compared with him, Roger felt like a bear in armor.

　　The dark scenes became indistinct, and Roger now missed the state after taking the night cat potion.

　　 Henrik unlocked the door and walked into the room quietly.

　　 "We seem to have come to the right place."

　　 His nose moved slightly, Henrik whispered.

　　 Then his face changed slightly, "There is a smell of blood!"

　　 said that he didn't care about hiding his figure. He rushed up the stairs with a vigorous step. Roger was shocked and grabbed the handle of the knife and followed.

　　 "Boom!"

　　 Henrik's speed was very fast. He went straight to a room at the end of the corridor on the second floor, then kicked the door open and rolled in.

　　 In the darkness, a whispering voice came, and near the bookcase near the wall, there was a dark figure rummaging for something.

　　 A little light shines through the curtains on the opponent, and a slender arm can be seen vaguely.

　　 At this time, Roger, who tried his best, also came to the door.

boom!

　　 A gunshot sounded.

　　 Henrik, who was rolling on the ground, fired without hesitation.

　　 A little spark bloomed in the darkness, and then, the figure on the side of the bookcase collapsed.

　　 But Henrik still didn't stop, he adjusted his posture during the tumbling, and pulled the trigger again!