In Clint's eyes, Jamie, who had originally moved behind the detective, ran behind Geralt at some point. Just like his wife who had just been killed, he stuck out his long tongue from his mouth.
However, Geralt didn't even turn around. He grabbed the tongue with his backhand and pulled it forward.
Jamie was dragged up by Geralt and landed on the sand where the bonfire was lit in front of him.
Shaking his head at Jamie, Geralt wiped the hand that had just grabbed the tongue on the detective with his mouth wide open in disgust.
"I thought you could hide it longer, why can't you pretend now?"
The several-meter-long tongue slowly retracted into Jamie's mouth. When the tongue was completely retracted, Jamie's expression became different.
If Jamie just now was an evil ghost who attacked people sneakily, now he has returned to the reckless young man he was before.
Clint hurried over and put his sword on Jamie's shoulder, ready to kill him at any time.
"What's going on? Isn't the enemy Mary Xiao? Why has he become a monster too?"
At this moment, the police detective reacted belatedly, holding the shotgun in his hand and not knowing who to aim at.
"Detective! Do you really think that a young child can evade search in front of Mary Shaw and just cover his mouth to avoid death?"
"Isn't it? It's said in nursery rhymes. And...can you please stop wiping your hands on me!"
The detective's original black clothes were wrinkled by Geralt's rubbing.
After finally finishing wiping, Geralt explained slowly: "Believe in this nursery rhyme released by Mary Xiao? That is as naive as believing in the package picture of instant noodles! Besides, who came up with this nursery rhyme?
A strange nursery rhyme suddenly spread in the small town, and it just explains a way to save one's life under the watchful eye of Mary Xiao?
The final interpretation of nursery rhymes belongs to Mary Xiao. Whether you can escape with your life from Mary Xiao depends entirely on Mary Xiao's mood. Have you checked the information, has anyone really escaped from Mary Xiao?"
The police detective recalled the previous investigation. Since Mary Xiao was killed, except for Jamie, who claimed to have escaped under Mary Xiao, everyone else has died one after another.
Since everyone is going to die, why leave this Jamie?
"There is only one situation. Jamie is also Mary Xiao's subordinate. He is even the first human puppet made by Mary Xiao..."
After hearing this, the detective no longer cared about Geralt wiping his hands on him.
He carefully guarded the darkness with a shotgun. The originally bustling manor now turned into dead silence.
"No! I'm not! I'm a human being! I'm Jamie. I had a wife named Mary Ann. She died in the hands of Mary Shaw..."
Jamie on the ground, listening to Geralt's explanation, slapped his body crazily, trying to find out the difference between himself and the puppet, and kept explaining his identity and family background...
"Mary Xiao...Mary Ann...such similar names, haven't you ever thought that the person you live with day and night is your creator?"
"No! You're lying to me! I'm human!"
Now Jamie is completely crazy, he can only say "I am a human being".
When Clint saw this situation, he stopped waiting and swung his sword directly down and chopped off Jamie's head.
However, another long tongue stretched out from the darkness, hit Clint's sword, was ignited by the flame enchantment on the sword, and retracted into the darkness.
However, with this attack, Jamie escaped from Clint's sword with his life.
Jamie was on all fours, not moving like a human being at all, as if he was being dragged on the ground and quickly darted into the darkness.
Now, the only people standing guard are Geralt, Hill, Clint and the detective.
The dead silence of the darkness caused only inner panic. The police detective tentatively picked out a piece of wood burning in the bonfire and threw it into the darkness.
Under the illumination of the flames, the situation in the darkness could barely be seen clearly. Those who belonged to the previous town were watching here in the darkness.
"Damn it! Back off! Back off! I am a police detective! I need your cooperation! Get out of here..."
Geralt was now the most relaxed among the crowd. He advised the detective on this approach: "Save your energy, detective. Didn't I say that? Jamie might be the first one, but I didn't say that."
He is the last..."
Hearing Geralt's words, the detective stepped back slightly, pointing the shotgun into the darkness.
The detective finally retreated to Geralt's side and said without looking back: "You seem to have everything in mind! Come up with something!"
"A way? In fact, we have it a long time ago. I said before..."
Geralt only spoke half of his words every time, and Clint was tortured the most. During this period, he was taught this kind of education by Geralt all the time.
In the end, Clint gave up. His experience was not enough for him to face the current situation.
"I was wrong, Geralt. If you have anything to say, just say it! I really can't think of any way. I can only think of calling for air strikes or armored troops to support..."
This time Clint's explanation did not disappoint Geralt. He nodded and said: "This is also a method, and we have already had the relevant foundation..."
After hearing Geralt's words, Clint turned his attention to Hill.
The director of S.H.I.E.L.D. has not expressed any opinions or remarks so far. He is just observing and recording everything like an outsider.
While Geralt was teaching his apprentices, the puppets in the darkness were approaching step by step. They formed a wall of puppets, oppressing the space here.
"If you have any good ideas, it's best to use them now, they are coming soon!"
The detective's shotgun began to fire at these puppets, but the power of the shotgun only opened a gap in the wall of puppets, which was quickly filled by the puppets that followed.
Hill was also waiting, as if to see what amazing abilities Geralt, the hunter, had. However, when the crisis was approaching, he had no intention of taking action. It was as if he was waiting for the other party to take action, just like her.
When the detective fired the last shot, threw the gun against the wall of puppets, and took out his spare pistol, Hill finally stopped waiting.
"Agent No. 13, take action, eliminate all enemies."
Following Hill's order, the original darkness was illuminated, and around the town, gradually inward, flares flew into the sky.
The flares launched one after another illuminated the entire town. Under the light, SHIELD combat troops occupied the key points of all buildings.
As for Geralt and Hill, the first to arrive was SHIELD's Quinjet.
Three Quinjet fighter jets were in combat formation, hovering above everyone's heads, and the Gatling cannon they carried began to plow the ground.
Those puppet walls were easily punctured in front of the machine guns like a piece of paper.
Several ropes were thrown down from the Quinjet, and a small team of commandos rappelled from above to the crowd.
These rappelling combatants did not rashly use their weapons to attack the enemy. Instead, they took advantage of the window when the cannon was opened to open and reassemble the weapons boxes that had been dropped.
It can be seen that this weapon was made in a hurry, and the welding marks on it have not been properly cleaned. The double-row parallel machine gun roared the moment it was assembled.
Within tens of seconds, these machine guns fired all the ammunition they brought and stopped firing.
But there's no need to fire, there's nothing left to stand on.
Smelling the unique smell in the air, Geralt knew that this was a deterrent. SHIELD could organize and arm targeted weapons and combat attack teams within a few hours.
But why would Geralt care about this? He took out a few purple moss balls and handed them to everyone.
[Poison purple moss ball: A purple moss ball with medicinal effects. It can reduce the accumulation of toxins and relieve the poisoning state. After the toxins exceed the accumulation limit, you will fall into a poisoning state. The poisoning state will last for a period of time, and the blood volume will continue to decrease.
Poison is very tricky. If you are going to a place where you may be poisoned, you will definitely not suffer any loss if you prepare these moss balls first.】
"Tsk, tsk, depleted uranium bombs, come on, come on, eat a moss ball to prevent the threat of radiation and poisoning. If anyone wants to get cancer in the future, forget it..."
Geralt was like a mother handing out flyers, stuffing one into everyone's hand.
"Eat it, why don't you eat it? It's a good thing to eat more of these moss balls that prevent cancer and poisoning..."
The originally tense situation was broken by Geralt's unscrupulous tactics. Hill looked at Geralt and ate the moss ball in his hand, as if he was eating Geralt's meat.
Agent No. 13 next to Hill was hesitating with the moss ball in her hand. She wanted to save the moss ball and give it to the laboratory.
"Eat, why don't you eat! If it's not enough, shoot another round of depleted uranium bombs and ask him again!"
With the director's order, all the combat team members present stopped being polite and ate the moss balls one after another. No one wanted to come into contact with radiation, except for people in the 1950s, whose toys contained uranium.
After the matters at the scene were dealt with, all the puppets were gathered together, poured with gasoline, and ignited with flames.
In the darkness, the faint sound of horses came, and the sound of horse hooves gradually came closer.
After Geralt responded with a short whistle, he said to the nervous combat team members: "Don't worry, it's just my horse..."
The combat team members heard Geralt's words, but did not give up their vigilance and looked at Hill.
With Hill's nod of agreement, they put down their weapons.
Carrot was also smart. After seeing everyone put down their guns, he moved towards Geralt.
The tall figure of Radish Sharma attracted everyone's attention as soon as he appeared.
Clint looked at it with envy. He came over and wanted to touch it, but Carrot pushed him aside with his head.
Geralt fed the carrot with moss balls and kept combing it to soothe it's agitation due to the gunfire just now.
Normally, Clint still had to dig moss in various places and make moss balls. He couldn't make a few in a month. Seeing a horse eating better than himself, Clint was a little bit disgusted and said: "
Geralt, I only have one, it can have so many..."
Hearing Clint say that he was wrong, Carrot turned around and kicked Clint.
Fortunately, Clint reacted quickly and avoided the attack: "Geralt! This horse has become a spirit. Can it understand what I say?"
"What else? This is my horse. Besides, without SHIELD's combat troops, you would have to rely on carrots!"