"Why do you want to see these hunters?" Dylan asked as Seth dropped the envelope with the photo on the reception desk.
'General' is really a very stingy guy with manpower. Seth himself proposed to check Nuo's house, and then 'General' conveniently asked Seth to go to the police station to deliver things.
The not-so-tall policewoman Farrell looked hesitantly at the back of the person who left the thing behind. Thinking that such a thin piece could not be anything dangerous, she curled her lips and picked it up, going to find Detective Coulson. .
Of course Seth won't stay much longer. He just spent some time in the police station some time ago and was then transferred to prison. Although Wells' case was closed due to his 'death' at that time, normal people would blame him and his two companions for their lives. He didn't want to wait politely for anyone to recognize him.
"You have never returned to Grande, why don't you go back now?" Seth asked instead of answering Dylan's question.
"You are my mentor and I am your student, so I am learning." Dylan said sincerely.
"Don't be so quick to decide." Just after leaving the police station, Seth frowned and slowed down as he looked at James and the two who hadn't gone too far, "You still have Constantine to choose from."
Dylan shook his head, "You know, Zach has already made it clear that Constantine is on Crowley's side and he is not happy. I don't need to make him unhappy just because we are close. No matter how you look at it, we and I are not happy. You are the ones who don’t want to stand on Crowley’s side, so it must be you.”
Seth pursed his lips and stopped talking.
"Why do you want to find those hunters?" Dylan was persistent and returned to the original question.
On the way to the police station, Seth had already explained, like a true mentor, who could use such a cold weapon.
'It's not that hunters don't want to use more modern thermal weapons. But thermal weapons are troublesome. Bullets are consumables, and it is impossible to mass-produce silver bullets without a lot of financial resources. Firearms are controlled by the military and the government, and the government supplies bullets to those who are qualified to hold firearms. These bullets are manufactured in batches and are not intended to be recycled after use. '
'Hunters are ordinary citizens and they do not have the ability to produce such consumables in large quantities. In addition, the lethality of bullets is not as brutal and effective as cold weapons. Take vampires for example. There are very few people who can really hit the heart of a vampire, let alone the aliens who can move their internal organs at will. So what is needed is area damage to cause enough bleeding. '
'Even if thermal weapons are used, large-area weapons such as grenades and shotguns will be used to cause damage that can effectively affect the actions of aliens. As for the crossbow-style steel cone, it has the same function as the baton used by the police today, making it easy to recycle. It can be reused or used as foreplay... '
"Will you tell Zach that I went to find a hunter?" Seth asked again without answering the question.
Dylan was silent for a while, "Don't you want me to tell Zach?" After asking, Dylan paused and changed the topic, "I thought you would want Crowley to understand James. What I want to do You can make accurate predictions about things.”
Seth performed a soul search on Dylan and became stronger. But obviously. Dylan is different from James, a guy with the aura of being the son of a general. He is more rational. Anyway, if you can't resist, just accept it.
Seth has entered mentor mode again, which means he is no longer stingy with his words. Man, uh no. The 'things' that were once human have retained the same habits as humans. They only talk a lot when the conversation is of interest to them. As for whether Seth was interested in 'teaching' or whether he was interested in Dylan's every question, everyone remembers what Seth said to Zach. Is he a teacher
"I'm not Crowley." Seth glanced at Dylan floating next to him, "You will know when you truly become a devil. When you devour other people's experiences to supplement your own, you will discover Life is just the same thing repeating at different times and places. With a different name, a different era, joy or sadness, it's just repetition."
Dylan thought.
Seth continued, "So people like Crowley don't know how many eras have existed, and don't know how many demons in life they have 'eaten'. She just knows. You don't know how many years ago, whether there was anything like the current James People who are going through this just like Ms.
Dylan didn't like the statement, but at least he understood the meaning, "So you just didn't eat enough?"
Seth glanced at Dylan again, "I'm not in the mood to observe and experience my food carefully, I just swallow it."
I don’t know if Dylan heard it, but he drifted aside and brought the topic back again, "Why don't you want Zach to know?"
Seth watched James and Wes get into the car and disappear on the road. "It's not that I don't want to, but I want to confirm something before he knows it." Seth shook his head and escaped from the role of mentor. He had recovered. When he didn't want to say anything more, he lowered his head and walked quickly towards Nuo's home.
Noel Stall is located in the easternmost part of the North District, starting from the east of Repte and ending in the southeast. It passes through Bechi, the city government, and the police station in the middle, and occupies more than half of the eastern boundary of the North District. But not the entire beach is open to the public for fun.
Only about a quarter of the beach is a public entertainment place, and the remaining half is occupied by fishing grounds, and the remaining half is occupied by private villa areas.
Don't worry about the fishing grounds. If you want to be turned into fish and canned, you can freely play in the sea full of nets.
Then there will be some people who wander into the private villa area to have fun, but in order not to have a servant-looking person come out and threaten to call the police when the beach barbecue is in progress, it is best to try not to get close there.
Nuo's home is the latter, but thanks to his abundant financial resources, what Seth saw when he came here was the same as Nuo described. There were no extra cordons or investigating policemen.
Seth frowned. The front yard fence was knocked crooked, and the grass near the driveway was upturned and wrinkled by the fence. There were also several scattered shell casings in the driveway. The front porch fence, starting from the front door and extending to the extent of the garage, was completely broken. Sawdust littered the front porch. Half of the front wall has also been completely cut off. Behind the split wood residue, you can directly see the exploded sofa and TV in the room...
If the wall hadn't been connected to the ceiling, the whole thing would have collapsed.
The garage was in relatively good condition. Although the iron rolling door was riddled with bullet holes, it was restricted by the tracks on both sides and remained intact. It's just that I'm afraid Nuo has a little more bullets. The door broke in two.
Seth didn't get close. He had already heard a small sound, a slight electromagnetic noise, like the sound of a radio that was constantly modulating.
The sound of the spring spring sounded, and Seth just turned sideways, and a steel cone flew past his chest.
"Stop!" A voice came from Nuo's shabby home, "Don't you recognize it! That's the demon hunter who escaped from hell!"
Seth was recognized. Like when he was recognized by Robert in prison.
Seth turned around and looked ahead, waiting for the other party to come out. Just walk into the place where the hunter ambush. He didn't want to do something stupid like this.
"Get out of here! Demon Hunter! We have nothing to say to you!" The same voice said, "We respect what you are doing! But if you insist on getting close to us, we will fulfill the hunter's accusation and kill you !”
Seth didn't speak, but he didn't leave either.
"I'm counting to three! If you don't leave, don't blame us!"
"one two three!"
The sound of the machine spring sounded. A ball of things with spikes was launched by something and began to expand in the air! It’s actually a network! Metal net! As for what metal it is. Need I say more
Seth frowned, looking at the fully unfolded net on the ground, with Dylan's figure flickering loosely on it. Although his undead body was not enough to be caught by the physical net, the metal's restraint on the soul was reflected when the net swept over him.
Seth didn't know what was worse, this way of getting along, or being told by Robert in prison that he was going to become a demon. He shook his head, "I'm looking for a woman. A maid for this house."
What answered him was a small leather ball that was ignited, like a baseball, flying 'slowly' towards where Seth was standing.
Seth had to duck to one side again because the fuse burned out just before the ball reached where he was standing. exploded. Flames that could cover five or six people suddenly erupted on the wrinkled turf!
Seth stopped talking nonsense and didn't lift up the back of his shirt. The general's standard small revolver pointed at Nuo's house, "Two on the first floor, three on the second floor. I can still keep a bullet."
The sound of the machine spring pulling had stopped.
Demons plus guns, this is simply a human hunter’s nightmare.
Nightmares are usually justified, but now no one cares about why demons would use thermal weapons created by humans to compensate for their own shortcomings.
"What do you want?! Witcher!"
Seth put a hand on his chin, "Maid, you are so tall." He put his hand on his side again, "So fat, middle-aged, very white, and likes to talk. She is the maid of this house."
"never seen it!"
Seth put down the gun, turned around and walked away.
"Wait!" The broken door was opened, and the middle-aged man who came out kicked away the wood chips at his feet. There was a blood-stained bandage on his shoulder. It seemed that Nuo's indiscriminate fire suppression still caused some damage. of.
"Witcher! Come to the maid, do you know the news about the owner of this house?"
Seth turned his head and glanced at the other person, "He is a human. Are you going to start hunting humans?"
"This is none of your business! Tell us! Where is he!"
Seth lowered his head, paused for a moment, and said what he wanted to confirm. Of course, he said it was not obvious, "If you are looking for someone to send hunters to prison to await death penalty, you are looking for the wrong person. "
"Rui Wenqi and the others?" The middle-aged man twitched his lips, "I'm not interested in those guys who do things badly! I'm not interested in the Alpha here either! I only want this person, No. Ripet! Where is he? !”
Seth glanced at Dylan, who had finally stabilized his body, turned around and walked away, "You can follow me and try." (..)