At Louis' gesture, Evan walked up and knocked on the door of Douglas' residence, but no one responded.

Louis pulled him apart, pounded hard on the door through his leather gloves, and said coldly in a routine tone: "Mr. Douglas, special police, please cooperate."

Still no sound.

Louis's cane gently touched the door, raised his chin at the several hunters accompanying him, and ordered: "Kick it away."

"Oh no! I have a spare key..." The hotel owner covered her heart.

Unfortunately, before she finished speaking, the door panel was kicked away with a loud noise. Louis took out a pen from his pocket, pulled the hotel owner's sleeve, and wrote a phone number in a few strokes: "Your loss is reimbursed for this person."

A faint green light flashed in the hotel owner's eyes, and he held up the sleeves written by Louis in both hands - Oh my God, look at this person! Iceberg cool guy wearing a black coat! He is so handsome. One day he will lose his job and can also star in the sequel to the sequel to the Matrix sequel!

However, the boss's wife's slut was soon blown away by a bloody smell floating out of the room. Evan, who was the first to be hit, stumbled back two steps, put his back against the wall, and slowly slid down like a noodle fish.

In the middle of the room, the body of the missing hunter Avis faced the door - the face that could always squeeze out funny expressions was filled with empty death breath, awls passed through the wall by an awl, and limbs hung weakly like a straw man without support, with head tilted to one side, but eyes were still open.

Evan didn't faint directly when he saw the blood for the first time, in front of his best friend's body.

He felt this feeling for the first time. The bright red color and smell made him feel like he was on a spaceship, and his entire box of brains was wandering around weightlessness, but his consciousness was surprisingly clear, as if someone slammed his chest with a big hammer.

He felt his chest swelling rapidly, but he couldn't breathe in one breath.

Evan couldn't believe that this friend who had just been despised by Carlos for his own connections died like this.

Death came upon the young intern in an unexpected form, making him understand the meaning of this illusory word in an instant.

Louis's face suddenly sank. The hotel owner who was still in a stupor just now began to scream hysterically. Louis stared at the hunter nailed to the wall and said to the people behind him: "Let the irrelevant people leave here and block the hotel."

"Mr. Megelt, look there!"

Louis raised his head along the guide and saw a note nailed in the corner of the wall. The oblique style only wrote one sentence:

No one can stop Cleisto's legacy.

It's like a cold provocation.

Louis looked at the note and was silent for a moment. He suddenly bent down and grabbed Evan's collar. His cold gloves rubbed against his chin. There was a smell of ink between the books unique to Instructor Megelt, a scholar. Louis picked Evan up from the ground, gritted his teeth and roared in his ear, "Look at him! You are such a coward, look at him!"

Evan's eyes were blurred. The most terrifying instructor was roaring at his ears, and he couldn't even tell the truth to be afraid.

Louis let go of his hand, and Evan seemed to have lost his support, stumbled backwards, grabbed the wall with his five fingers and bent down, as if he wanted to vomit.

"Mr. Gorado, I remind you that if you don't know that being a hunter can die, you will never pass the internship." Louis said indifferently, "I want to spit out and not dirty the crime scene."

Then he turned to another hunter and ordered: "Call back and report to the Archbishop, notify the local police, and in the name of the Supreme Security Agency, to demand that Oliver Douglas be wanted in the whole country for murder and kidnapping of children. Tell them to pay attention to the safety of the hostages, regardless of the rest. Call the appraiser immediately... and the therapist Berg, if his work is over, ask him to come and see Ivis."

The hunter recorded next to him was stunned. The youngest group of hunters were once students of Instructor Megelt, and they had never heard of any student he called. Sometimes they even felt that in the eyes of the devil instructor, all the students were stupid and useless to make him hate him, but maybe... things were not like that.

"Teaching...Mr. Priest, Archbishop's phone number." A cell phone was handed over next to him.

Louis picked it up and turned around and walked out of the room, pressing the answer button.

After receiving the news, Mr. Goode turned into two big heads: "Louis, what did I hear? Do you want the High Priest of Clestot to be wanted in the whole territory?"

"He killed someone." Louis said in a flat tone.

“Clesto was once our ally, if you know…”

Louis's expression remained unchanged and he said again: "He killed someone."

"Aren't you a repeater, okay?" Mr. Good roared, and then he was silent for a while, finally sighing, "Okay, what do you want to do?"

"Want him, catch him, judge him, or kill him." Louis leaned against the wall of the corridor, put one hand in his pocket, looking at the view of the near sea outside the window with expressionless expression, speaking quickly, "Listen to Charles, although I have always disagreed with the idiot Ives, a fool, after all, he was my student. It took me a lot of effort to let his tofu-like brain store something useful in his tofu-like mind. What is his fault? That shit Clesto lived in peace and comfortably under the protection of the temple, becoming a turtle called the "hidden world". Who gives him the right to kill people at will?"

"Cresto did not consider himself human beings," said Mr. Good. "For them, killing people does not have the guilt of murdering their compatriots... I am afraid there is no such justice in the teachings they passed on."

"Not a human?" Louis raised his eyebrows and sneered, "Ha! That's great. From now on, the temple will regard this gentleman as Difu. Unfortunately, he just killed a hunter and kidnapped a citizen's child. From now on, once he is hunted down, according to the practice of dealing with Difu, he will kill him without hesitation."

"but……"

"But" What, Louis had no patience to listen. A hunter found Ivis' badge and handed it to Louis in his hand with a handkerchief. He hung up Mr. Goode's phone call without saying a word.

Then he looked up and found Evan, who was red in his eyes, looked at him at the end of the corridor.

"Come here." Louis pointed him with the tip of his chin, and then signaled Evan to go to the next room with him.

Louis's cane was on the badge, and he took a deep breath, tilted his lips silently and recited the exoteric spell.

Evan stared at the small piece of development, which was the last influence left by Avis, and a young boy's voice came from it: "Will they be fine?"

"Ahhh," this was the carefree Avis, "Of course, my friend, Evan, do you know him right?"

A whimpered in the throat of Evan, who was named.

The little boy in the development shook his head honestly.

"Okay, I will introduce you to him next time. I believe me, you will become friends." Avis Lotte said, "He secretly told me that those two gentlemen are not ordinary people. I guess it may have been trained by a special project. You know, the government will always find some talented people to conduct secret special training to make them complete things that ordinary people cannot do. This is the secret everyone knows... Hey, boy, what's wrong with you?"

The little boy Kevin showed a look of horror on his face, and he subconsciously grabbed the corner of Ivis's clothes.

The sound of something breaking came from the development, and then a shadow flashed suddenly, and Ivis screamed: "Oh, hell, what is that!"

In the flash of lightning, something hit him, Ivis fell to the ground, and some force separated him and the little boy, and a face appeared out of thin air, it was Oliver Douglas!

His blind eyes seemed to have some kind of light, and he picked up Kevin neatly, but Avis, who was lying on the ground, struggled to get up and grabbed his ankle: "Who are you?"

Douglas's face that seemed to be drawn was lowered and he "looked" at Avis coldly. At that moment, the mysterious Clesteau's expression reminded people of the beautiful but deadly ice queen in the fairy tale.

"Human," he said softly, then kicked Ivis on the shoulder, and the sound of bone shattering sounded, Douglas stepped on Ivis' shoulder with his toes in cold blood, "Don't get in the way."

Ivis' screams and the little boy's cry filled the entire development.

At this time, Louis next to the development suddenly spoke, "When he grabbed Douglas's trouser legs, he took the opportunity to put a tracker on his trousers."

"What...what?" Evan stroked his tears hard with his sleeve.

The one Ivis caught Douglas was not futile, which is why he later found Douglas' residence.

Dougles used some method to secretly tear open its boundaries while Shadow Demon was focusing on dealing with Carlos and Aldo, and brought Kevin out, and Ivis also took the opportunity to follow him out.

Others were either involved in the "world" or went to perform other tasks and could not be reached. His friend entrusted the child to him. Although the name "Templar" is no longer known, Ives obviously knew his duties.

This is why his perverted anger Douglas, who claimed to be inhuman, was eventually nailed to the wall of a small hotel and died quietly.

The badge completed his mission and stopped at the scene where Douglas nailed the awl into Ivis's chest. The man's cold expression seemed to be like a rat or cockroach that was stolen by him.

After that, the development quietly disintegrated.

It took only half a minute, neither Louis nor Evan said anything.

"Bitches are raised." Then Louis pressed his voice down and said this.

He kicked the door open: "Where are the therapists and the people in the appraisal department? Have they all died halfway? Haven't arrived yet?"

"Louis..." Amy, who had already put Avis down, was startled and looked up at him in shock, as if he had seen an alien.

Louis glanced at Ives's body, then looked away the next moment, fell silent, turned around and lit a cigarette.

"Carlos is here too." Amy said carefully, "talking to someone there... When you sent someone to find me, I was accidentally checking him.

Louis was shrouded in smoke, making it difficult for people to see his expression. After a moment, he finally nodded and turned to find Carlos.

"Wait, Louis," Emmy stood up, "this is not your fault, you know?"

Louis stopped, but did not stop.

Carlos was frowning and reading a map with difficulty. He temporarily changed into clothes of unknown who it was. He was obviously not very comfortable. The upright collar made him twist his neck in which direction he could only poke it stiffly. He heard footsteps and said without raising his head: "You are here just right. I heard that your major is history and Difu Research. Come and show me."

Louis hesitated for a moment and lowered his voice: "I heard from Gal...that person is your friend?"

"Not now." Carlos' expression remained unchanged, and he said firmly, "Now he is a wanted criminal - come and find me where the Gem Mountain is. If I remember correctly, it should be near the bottom of the Death Valley, but the terrain has become too much, and even the Death Valley cannot be found on this map."

"This is not unusual. Death Valley has changed its name long ago, and the railway was just opened last year." Louis sat opposite him. "Gem Hill is also the old name. We don't call it that now... It should be near County Gerrery, and it seems to have become a tourist destination."

"What's in Death Valley?" Carlos asked in shock.

"Railway - Well, here." Louis burned a dot on the map with a cigarette butt, "If I remember correctly, Death Valley a thousand years ago should be at this location."

"From the valley of Death to the west...the place at the junction of Gerally County." Carlos paused his finger, "I'll take people over."

"I'll go too - what's this place? Will Douglas go there?" Louis asked.
Chapter completed!