Tarikova's mouth opened into an O-sound, and she looked at Lola in disbelief. The aura on her body still looked weak, but it didn't have the smell of death that it had before. The unnatural flush on his face had completely disappeared, and his face was still a little pale, but his eyes had returned to their usual brightness. Talikova threw Hubble away and ran over, first circling Lola and then hugging her hard.

She buried her head almost in Lola's chest and said, "Great, Lola." Are you really okay? ”

"It's okay." Lola affirmed.

"How the hell did that man heal you, you just looked very serious." Talikova asked, raising her little face.

"Well...... Lola looked at Alan who came out later, and smiled indifferently, "It's a secret." ”

Talikova bared her fangs: "I hate secrets the most!" ”

Alan laughed too, and suddenly felt something, when he looked forward. A black mist poured out silently, and Belmode emerged from the fog. He looked at Lola first, then smiled meaningfully. Looking at Alan again, he shrugged his shoulders and said, "Let him run." ”

"Who is it?"

"Humans." Belmode said: "I only played him briefly once, but it was enough. It was a man, probably under thirty years old. He has flaxen-colored hair and glasses, and has a cold appearance, but the soles of his hands are hard. And he is very good at stealth sports, and his speed is also fast, I chased dozens of kilometers, but I still threw him off. ”

Alan nodded: "This place is sparsely populated, and humans should not be active in this area." If I show up here, then it's almost certain that the other party is coming for me. ”

Everyone turned their eyes to him.

Alan said solemnly: "Because the target he wants to snipe should have been me." ”

Hundreds of kilometers away from the valley where Allen and the others were, there was a small fire flickering among the mountains. A group of barodles saw the light of the fire and let out a low cry like a choked sob. Suddenly, as if frightened by something, the hound's tail clamped, and quickly climbed down the hill, quickly disappearing into the night.

A moment later, a man climbed the heights. Les scolded in a low voice, and with a wave of his hand, the head of a thorny dog rolled to the side of the bush not far away: "These things that don't have long eyes, if you don't give some lessons, you really think that Lao Tzu is a vegetarian." ”

The barriodles had been following them for a while, but after tonight, they probably didn't have the courage to continue. Because they already know that these people are not tasty prey, but creatures that are more dangerous than them.

The sound of the wind sounded in the darkness, and Les narrowed his eyes, and a faint shadow in his vision quickly approached. Moments later, his adjutant Dill arrived nearby with a sniper rifle on his back. Seeing the few burn marks on Diere's body, Rice's eyes became a little dangerous: "Mr. Diere, if I'm not mistaken. My previous orders were supposed to be tracking, finding, and keeping an eye on our target. There shouldn't be any combat orders in there, right? ”

"I did it on my own." Dill graciously admitted.

Rice looked at Dill with a bit of a headache, he was definitely a nuisance as an adjutant. And this trouble was still brought on by him, it was he who personally brought up the bastard in front of him who was indifferent to people and even more indifferent to himself from the death camp. Rice's vaunted torture methods didn't work on Dill at all. After all, no matter how clever the torture is, it must be feared by the subject before it can be effective.

Like Diel, I'm afraid that Rice will kill him, and he will stretch his neck a little more to make it easier for his boss. Les stroked his forehead and said, "You'll probably give me an explanation, dear Mr. Diere?" ”

"At the time, the target was with two Hurma women, one of whom clearly had a crush on the target. From the emotions and behaviors shown by the target, I made a simple assessment. Suppose I do something to the woman and it will cause him to react, and there is a 70% chance that I will be able to kill him. Like an emotionless machine, Deere reported, "But in the hands-on part, the target's reaction was off what I expected, so I messed up." ”

"Seventy percent of you will do it? You can just let us know, and we'll get down to it. At that time, our lovely Mr. Allen was probably still happily riding the red ghost woman, wouldn't it be better to kill him when he was in the sky? Les shook his head again, "Damn, why did he get involved with the Red Oni, so I hate accidents the most." ”

"Anyway, I messed up. According to the rules you set, I must accept the punishment. Dill suddenly flipped his hand, and he had an extra dagger. Then, before Les could agree, the dagger had already stabbed into his chest. He pulled it out, and the blood arrows that spewed out almost splattered all over Les. Dill wanted to stab again, but Rice's hand had already caught him. He said with a little confusion: "Two more knives?" ”

"Forget it, let's wait until the mission is over. I still need your ability now, do you cripple yourself first and still beat me up? Les frowned: "Hurry up and stop the bleeding, and then go and inform Donn that idiot, now is not the time to sleep with a woman, maybe we should go." ”

Les nodded: "If it's a hundred kilometers, we only need forty minutes." However, it is expected that the other party will definitely leave. ”

"It doesn't matter, they'll always be caught, as long as we hang behind them."

Just as Dill had predicted, by the time Rice's two teams arrived at the camp where Alan had rested, the campfire had long since been extinguished, but there was still leftover roast meat on the stone ramparts, as well as the skeletons of a few stinghounds next to it. While Dill was looking for Alan's traces, Les stared at the skeletons, as if fascinated. Tang En next to him scolded: "What's so nice about a few skeletons." ”

"You know!" Les scolded people, but with a gentle smile on his face, it was like looking at his lover's nakedness. He stretched out his hand, touched it lightly on a skeleton, and put his hand stained with a little blood to his mouth and sucked gently: "These poor stinging dogs have all skinned flesh for life. ”

"Nonsense, are those dogs going to shed their own skin?"

"It's not that simple." This time, Les didn't pay attention to Donn's words: "If you look closely at these bones, the texture on their surface is so clean that you can't find even a single knife mark. What does this mean, it means that the guy who gave these dogs a deboning operation has an unusually deep understanding of the structure of living things. Each knife follows the texture of the muscles, untying the flesh of these dogs is as easy and quick as pulling the zipper of a piece of clothing. Donn, if you don't understand what that means, I think you can die. ”

Donn's face finally changed a little, he looked like his head was full of muscles, but it wasn't really that way after all. The bald colonel still has some brains, if the person who dropped the knife has such exquisite knife skills, then when these knife techniques are used on the human body, it must not be so comfortable. Just think about the skeletons of those stingy dogs replaced by human bones, it was enough for him to turn pale.

Dill came back a moment later: "Found a cave, they should have been there." And this ......"

He spread out his hand, and in the palm of his hand was a warhead, which was naturally the dirty bomb he shot. Dill said, "There were also some blood stains found in the cave, which belonged to the red ghost woman. I hit her, and there was not a drop of the gene collapse potion in the dirty bomb. Obviously, at the moment of impact, the pressure of the needle had already pressed the potion into the woman's body. But no corpse of the red ghost was found in the cave. ”

"Maybe they took it away, or maybe he, like Donn, likes to play with corpses." Rice made a nasty joke.

"Nope." Dill directly denied his boss's idea, and his straightforward and ruthless approach made Don laugh evilly, making Less itch his teeth, but he couldn't blame Dill for anything. Dill is such a person, even if he kills him, he will not change, and the accusation will be weak. Dill said seriously: "I tasted the blood she left behind and got some vague information. I don't know what they did, but I'm sure the red ghost wasn't dead, and he was healthy. ”

"You mean, our genetic potions are ineffective against red ghosts?" Rice frowned, this was not unusual. After all, the guy who developed the potion was also designed based on the genetic structure of most creatures, and if the gene chain of the red ghost was different from the widely known creatures, then it would be reasonable that the potion would not work.

"No, it's not." Dill denied again: "At that time, I could feel that the woman's breath had indeed changed. That is, the agent works. But if she survives, it only means that she or the target has something in her hands that can reverse the genetic collapse. ”

"Red ghosts aren't that smart, they're just savages. It's definitely our Mr. Allen, it's getting more and more interesting. If he had that kind of thing in his hands, I believe it would be worth more than his life. Rice touched his chin: "It seems necessary to slightly revise the details of our operation. ”

Don exclaimed, "You don't have the authority to do that. ”

"Yes, I have no power, you can kill me if you are unhappy." Les said unceremoniously, and added: "But bald, it didn't say that we can't earn some extra money during the mission." Don't tell me you didn't do that. ”

Don shrugged his shoulders: "I want forty percent of the income." ”

"Thirty percent, if there is that thing, I'll only give you thirty percent."

Don snorted, and instead of refusing, he acquiesced to Rice's assignment. Les clapped his hands happily and said, "Okay, everyone cheer me up." I want you to keep your eyes open and find out our Mr. Allen for me! ”

Dill immediately ordered a few people to join him. These people are the tentacles of the team, and they spread out, not letting go of any suspicious details. Under the guidance of a meticulous and cautious man like Diel, the traces left by Eren are being found one by one. These traces point in the same direction, but who knows if these clues were deliberately left by him?