"What is he going to do?!"

Roger was shocked, and suddenly remembered Anna, whom he had seen not long ago.

Information about the ghost flashed through his mind, and he didn't have time to think and walked out quickly.

"Bang!"

Roger pretended to be hairy and touched the table and chair next to him, making a noise.

"Roger, what's going on?"

Adeline hurriedly stood up and asked.

"Uh......"

Roger glanced at the head that had risen from his pocket watch and was slowly drifting towards Andleine.

"Andreine, I'd like to talk to you about the morning."

"Talk, now?"

Adeline hesitated, she glanced at Henrik sitting on the couch, but it was only for a split second that she made a choice.

"Hmm...... I'm sorry my child...... I'll have to talk to him. ”

"It's okay."

Henrik stood up gracefully, he picked up the pocket watch on the table, "I've been delaying you for a long time, I'll ask what I should ask, if I have any other questions, I'll call you." ”

"Thank you for your understanding."

Adeline still felt a little rude.

Roger stood still, trying to stay normal, trying not to let any flaws appear in his expression.

The pale head faded away from Andreine, and he stared at Roger coldly with a pair of dead fish eyes.

Just when Roger thought that the other party was about to make something, the man named Henrik gently opened the pocket watch, and the head floating in the air was pulled into the pocket watch.

Let's go!

The lid is closed.

The room was back to normal again.

Roger's tense muscles gradually relaxed, and if that mass did pounce on Andrein, then he would have no choice but to attack that Henrik.

Seeing the man move away, Roger breathed a sigh of relief.

"Funny boy."

Standing on the corner, Henrik glanced back, a smile on his lips.

"A natural medium?"

He ripped off his tie under his collar and got into a car on the side of the road.

As soon as he got in the car, he quickly took off his suit jacket, reached out and pulled it out somewhere, "It's a little leaky if you don't wear underwear......"

Compared with the dignified appearance just now, he has completely changed as a person.

Starting the car, Henrik drove to a manor at the end of the road.

There, you'll find the oldest mansion in the entire baytown.

Following the process of entering the gate, it didn't take long for Henrik to meet the owner of the manor.

An old woman with gray hair and a thin body.

Mayor of Bay Town, Ms. Huda.

Henrik didn't speak, but pushed a hand carved with intricate patterns over.

The old woman just glanced at it, but she didn't move.

"It's been a long time since I've seen anyone from the Hunters' Guild."

She glanced at Henrik, "Since you're looking for me, you must be a demon hunter?"

"I'm not extraordinary."

"I'm afraid it won't be difficult in the future."

The loneliness on Henrik's face flashed.

"I'm here for help, a standard demon hunting squad that needs a hunter and a medium."

He looked at Huda expectantly.

"I'm too old to act with you, and no one in my family inherits the talent of a psychic medium."

The old woman clasped her hands over her shoulders.

"If you want to find information, you can always come here, but other things ......"

"I can't help you much, you better go find someone else."

"You don't have any daughters or granddaughters or anything like that?"

Henrik smiled.

"Maybe I've lost my eyes, can I test it for you again?"

Henrik glanced at the portraits on the walls, which depicted important members of the entire family, and could see that the genes of the family were very good, all handsome men and beautiful women.

"Nope!"

The old woman's voice grew cold.

"If nothing else, please leave, I'm old and my energy is a little low."

"Haha......"

Henrik smiled awkwardly, "I didn't mean anything else, just casually asked." ”

He stood up.

"Oh, yes."

"What do you think about the recent seething beast attacks in town?"

The old woman glanced at Henrik.

"The only thing I'm sure of is that there's no ghost in here."

"Thank you." Henrik smiled.

If there are no ghosts, it means that there may be something else.

"Thanks for the coffee."

Henrik turned and left.

"It's the best coffee, and it's a shame I didn't drink it in one sip."

As she cleaned up the table, the maid muttered softly.

On the other side of town, in Sherman's estate, the atmosphere was not so harmonious.

Ivy had a gloomy face and an air of danger on her body, and in recent times, she had turned the island where Kant once lived upside down.

It's no exaggeration to say that she has searched every corner of the island, even the nearby beaches and waters.

But the result is still nothing.

In this case, it's strange that she can be in a good mood.

"How's the investigation going?"

Thinking about things, Ivy's tone seemed a little heavy.

"There's definitely something wrong with that teenager named Roger!"

"Maybe it's on him!"

Sherman sat across from Ivy.

"Where's the thing? Got it? ”

Ivy's face turned cloudy to clear.

Sherman shook his head.

"The man I sent missed, and a gardener died, and a slave!"

"But I finally found a reserve seed, he has been missing for a day and a night, something must have happened."

"Rubbish!"

Ivy slapped the table violently.

"Ms. Ivy, I'm not your subordinate, and I've paid the price for this!"

"After all these days, you've only gotten one specious message?"

"Why don't you take it personally, arrest him for me, and torture him?"

Ivy's expression became dangerous.

"You told me not to act rashly!"

Sherman was also a little annoyed.

"That kid lives in the sheriff's house, what can I do, just rush to the door and arrest him?"

The expected goal was not achieved, and Sherman's tone was a little impulsive.

"After all, there is a way, it just depends on whether you want to do it or not!"

"I heard about the beast attack in town, you did it, right?"

"You're all focused on that, and you're in no mood to do things for me!"

Ivy asked.

"I don't know what you're doing, but you want to go through just a few rituals and achieve transcendence?"

Ivy scoffed.

"Delusional."

"If you have that energy, you might as well come and help me!"

She stood up suddenly, "You don't need to do the rest, I'll personally arrest that kid and interrogate him carefully." ”

"If the agreement is terminated, I will carefully report your performance."

After a period of searching, Ivy completely lost her patience, and reality forced her to take some extreme measures.

The fingertips sharpened, and Ivy had a look of hideousness on her face.