The female assistant was quite competent, and it didn't take long for her to find a private hunting house for Mo Fan.
"This private hunting house is called Qingtian Hunting House. It is a long-established brand in the Magic City and has a pretty good reputation. I just don't know why it always recruits people every now and then, but many hunting mages don't like to go to Qingtian Hunting House for some unknown reason." The female assistant said to Mo Fan said.
"The reputation is pretty good. There should be many outstanding mage hunters there, right?" Mo Fan asked in confusion.
"I don't know about that. Maybe the boss has strict requirements. The information of the private hunting institute is not completely public. If you are interested in joining, we will give you their contact information and address. You can go directly to Just have an interview there." said the female assistant.
"Well, I don't know if the head of Qingtian Hunting Station is named Bao." Mo Fan muttered.
After paying the agency fee, Mo Fan went to the address given.
What made Mo Fan a little overjoyed was that this private hunting place was not too far from his school, which gave Mo Fan great convenience.
You think Shanghai is so huge, if you work part-time by yourself, you still have to take the subway for an hour and a half, and the bus for more than half an hour to go back to the resettlement house in the suburbs, how can you survive!
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After passing Jing'an Temple and walking through the leafy avenue of flowers, Mo Fan slowly walked into some old streets that looked like they had the charm of the Republic of China.
At the end of the old street, you can see a signboard that creaks and sways gently in the wind of the alley.
Qingtian Hunting House!
The name "Good Guy" has a lot of meaning and Bo Yuntian's spirit. I feel that there is nothing that cannot be done in this store!
Mo Fan got a little closer and finally saw clearly this old shop that looked like an old Chinese-English teahouse.
At the entrance of the old store, a little girl with slender ponytails was sitting on a stool, swaying her cute little legs and reading a picture book there.
Mo Fan looked inside through the glass and found that there was no one in this small teahouse and coffee shop, and everything was neatly arranged.
"Do you want to entrust it? The starting price of the entrustment is 300,000 yuan. The price will be determined according to the difficulty of the entrustment. We will not accept the entrustment of cats and dogs with less than 300,000 yuan." The little girl sat there and looked at Mo Fan without raising her head. said.
Her voice was ethereal and beautiful, like the tinkling of a small silver bell in the summer, but the tone of her voice clearly marked the price, and was so cold and selfless that it made Mo Fan's face bleed.
Ask for three hundred thousand!
Mo Fan was embarrassed to give the fruit candy that he had just escaped from his trouser pocket to this little beauty. He was so embarrassed that he didn't know what to do.
"Um... I'm here for an interview. The Hunter Alliance should have a letter of introduction for you. Are you the shopkeeper of this store?" Mo Fan asked.
"Oh, do you want to be the demon hunter of our Qingtian Hunting Center?" The little beauty finally put down the book in her hand, raised her fat little face, and looked at Mo Fan with a pair of big eyes shining with wisdom, Finally, he showed a bit of doubt and said, "You are so young, are you qualified?"
Duang!
Mo Fan's jaw almost dropped to the ground.
Am I young? ?
Little girl, why don't you talk about yourself? You are twelve years old at most, right? ?
"Lingling, does anyone have a request?" At this time, an old man's voice came from the room.
"Grandpa, I'm here to apply for a job. I'm too young, so I don't want it anymore." Lingling said into the room and continued to read with her head down.
"..." Mo Fan looked at this little girl and felt dumbfounded.
"It's good to be young. You don't have to be afraid of anything. It's just a pity if you die because you haven't enjoyed life yet." The old man said slowly.
"..." Mo Fan was somewhat convinced by this pair of grandsons.
Even though he was here, Mo Fan didn’t want to be photographed directly during his first interview.
Just when he was about to enter the house to discuss the matter in detail with the old man, a woman in a hurry appeared at the street corner. The woman was obviously looking for Qingtian Hunting House, but there was a signboard hanging on it that she seemed not to see. , and stumbled into several other stores.
"Grandpa, there are fat sheep." The little girl named Lingling said to the old man in the room.
"how to say?"
"She looked panicked, mentally disturbed, and looked like a young woman from a wealthy family."
"Tsk, tsk, this is good."
Mo Fan stood aside and listened, his hair standing on end.
What the hell, why does this Qingtian Club feel like a black shop that seeks wealth and murder
Sure enough, the young woman in gorgeous clothes entered Qingtian Hunting House. The little girl led her to sit inside. The old man with a pipe in his mouth sat at the bar and listened casually.
Mo Fan didn't know where to go, so he could only sit down next to him and listen to what the young woman had to say.
Tsk tsk, it is said that this kind of agency is most likely to attract young women, but on the first day I came to the interview, a beautiful woman took the bait. I was already committed to this Qingtian Hunting Agency.
"Are you saying that your sick husband might be a demon who goes out to commit murder in the middle of the night??" The old man half-squinted his eyes, seemingly listening to what the young woman with plump breasts and fat butt was saying, but his eyes were astounding. Staring into the chasm.
"Yes, yes. I couldn't believe it at first, until I washed my husband's clothes this morning, and found a piece of bloody skin falling out of his clothes... I, I used to be a nurse, and I... She can clearly tell what is animal skin and what is..." The young woman said with a pale face as she recalled what happened this morning.
Mo Fan was secretly surprised when he heard this.
When he was in Bo City, Mo Fan knew that there were often monsters with special ways of living among humans in the metropolis, but it was unheard of for the young woman to say that her husband might be a monster.
I have never heard of any demons having the ability to transform into humans!
"If your husband is really a monster and your whole family has been devoured, how can you be allowed to come to us?" the old man said.
"I don't know. During the day, he looked normal. I used the excuse that I was going for a beauty treatment, so I hurried to you. Old man, you have to save me. I heard that your Qingtian Hunting Center I can eradicate any kind of demon, but now I can’t tell whether my husband is my husband or not. My four-year-old child is still at home. Originally, I wanted to take my child to hide away from my parents’ house for a few days, but I mentioned it to my husband. His eyes seemed to change color about this. Fortunately, I suddenly changed my mind and said to stay. I have to go home tonight, otherwise I'm afraid of my child..." The young woman started to cry as she spoke.
"Did you tell the police?" the old man asked.
"No, I know the police will definitely not accept this kind of thing."
Lingling looked at the young woman whose eyes were filled with tears and said calmly, "What you said is not enough to be ironclad evidence that there is a demon. If you think about it optimistically, your husband may not be a demon, but a collector of human skin." Just a murderer."
After hearing what the little girl said, Mo Fan felt bad.
This is called optimistic thinking! ! !