The rain soaked his whole body through in just a few minutes. Donald stroked his hair back. He didn't take care of his hair for a while until it reached his ears, thus accumulating a lot of water droplets.

"I'm sorry, I couldn't be of much help."

As a heretic who has developed mentally, so far he has only had a tasteless mental shock, and Donald is also helpless.

Of course, even if he had other means, he couldn't use it in front of Sherlock just now.

"Your performance is already very good, at least you can act according to the command, and change to someone with less concentration, who couldn't survive just now... Honestly speaking, I haven't done anything. ."

This is not consolation. In the face of terrifying monsters, ordinary people can't really blame anything if they can do this.

If Donald really violently killed the monster, it would be called a horror.

"Are you two not injured? The monster ran away?"

The panting Golem ran out of the rain, wearing a waterproof leather cloak, with a double-barreled shotgun and a kerosene lamp in his hand. It was him just now.

"Where did you find the monster?"

Although he was soaked all over, Sherlock held up his umbrella.

"It's in the barn over there. Today happens to be my vigil. This monster hasn't come for several days... Damn, it's raining today, and all the cattle and sheep are clearly rushed into the barn, no I know who was negligent and actually let the monster touch it and harm several cattle and sheep."

There was no fear of monsters on Golem's face. He had a well-maintained double-barreled shotgun in his hand, which he used to blast away monsters just now.

"You're the only one watching the night?"

"Of course not. With such a big farm, how can I do it alone? There are two other people. They are watching the cattle and sheep in the back. Maybe one or two can be rescued."

"Take us to see the situation."

This time, the monster did not drag the prey away like before, probably because of the timely discovery by Golem and others, and the large number of kills.

The cattle and sheep on the farm are divided into several shanties, and the shanties are divided into areas.

By the time they arrived, a lot of people had gathered here, and Zil Bartley was there. Seeing the appearance of Donald and Sherlock, they came to take care of them.

"Mr. Swift, have you seen the monster? I heard from Golem that you had close combat with the monster."

"Just a quick glance, the surrounding environment is really too dark, it looks like a magnified version of a wild wolf, I think it is very likely a beast in the mountains...I don't know what it has eaten to grow so big. You must take a closer look.”

Obviously, Sherlock concealed the truth of the matter. That monster is indeed somewhat similar to a wolf, but its characteristics are not here, but the pale red flesh. This alone proves that it is definitely not an ordinary creature. .

"Yes, I saw it too. Its eyes glow green, its tail is very powerful, and the umbrella thrown in my hand makes a dull sound. It's really a beast."

Assistant, it should be like an assistant. As the payer, even if Sherlock said that the pink rabbit rushed over, Donald had to find a way to pick it up.

For example, its two front teeth flash with a cold light, and the pink fluffy tail is very "lethal" at first glance...

After the two said this, Ziel Barrett stayed here for a while before returning to the main house. As a gentleman with a certain status, it was unreasonable to stand outside the barn with so many people in pajamas.

After the boss left, some of the servants who followed him also returned. Who would want to stay in a shanty with a stinky smell of livestock at night to see the corpses?

In the end, apart from Donald and Sherlock, there were only three patrols left.

"A total of three were bitten. None of them was rescued. All of them died. Each one was bitten on the neck and didn't eat... What a bastard."

Godot wiped the shotgun with a rag, and occasionally glanced at the two people squatting beside the corpse.

There was a lamb lying on the ground in front of him. The older Donald couldn't see it for a few months. The wool on his neck was stained red with blood. There were not many scratches on his torso.

Poke the wool with the tip of the umbrella to find the exact location of the wound. A row of blood holes appeared in the center of the neck. It may be that the monster's fangs are too sharp and narrow, and the wound even perforated.

"Can you see anything?"

Donald is not a veterinarian. He can't tell the murderer of the lamb by looking at the wound, not to mention the wound left by the monster he met just now. Even an old veterinarian might not be able to see it.

It's not written in the book, it's beyond the outline.

"Look, the artery in its neck was cut with a knife, and no blood came out. Do you know what that means?"

The blade pierced into the flesh, and there was indeed no blood flowing out~lightnovelpub.net~ The lamb died until now, but it has not been long before the blood will not coagulate.

"Means it was clean before?"

"Wrong, it means that the monster didn't come to eat meat at all, it came to **** blood! Bloody skin, bare fangs, and hairless body, a creature with this shape, if I remember correctly, it should be... .. It shouldn't, how could such a creature appear in such a place, let's go, there's nothing to see, go back and take a bath first, it's sticky and uncomfortable."

Sherlock was talking to himself and seemed to have gotten the information he wanted from the corpse. He got up and was about to leave. Although Donald really wanted to know what Sherlock had found, he also understood that if the other party didn't plan to tell him, then ask. It is also a white question.

These corpses Golem are going to be disposed of tomorrow morning. It is raining heavily and the temperature is not high. The corpses will not rot and stink if they are left overnight. They will be peeled and washed tomorrow, and maybe they will be able to add a meal.

"Donald, let's go to the town near Ranffindor Farm tomorrow, where Miss Audrey used to go."

"Is there anything to investigate?"

You can't just go to town for no reason.

"What happened today reminds me of something I read in a book before. Tomorrow I'm going to the town for verification, and by the way, I will prepare some special weapons to deal with that monster."

"A small town in the countryside sells special weapons? Shouldn't we call the police, after all, they are no longer ordinary creatures."

"No, I can't call the police. Why do you think I lied to Zil Bartley just now? Monsters like this are rare materials and can be exchanged for a lot of good things in the underground market."

There is nothing to say. With such a boss, the weekly salary of 1 gold pound seems to have a reason now.