Demon Hunter and His Hut

"Is it underground?"

Roger guessed.

But this time Henrik didn't respond to him, but took Roger to the back of the police station.

He and Peter took out their badges and put them on their chests. "The weapon is left in the car. You are not a witcher from the Hunter Guild, so you cannot enter here with a weapon."

Roger hesitated and followed Henrik's instructions.

Henrik was close behind the former Roger, while Peter was at the back.

"let's go."

Following the bustling crowd, the three walked into the side door of the police station, but Roger was slightly taken aback by the sight they saw when they pushed the door.

Without the familiar flow of people and facilities, what appeared in front of Roger was a quaint hall decorated with solid wood.

The space is very open. A chandelier with a diameter of 10 meters is hung on the ceiling. The place where they come in is an open space. There is an information desk on the right hand side, and if they go forward, it is an upward staircase.

Looking back, through the glass is the road across the street and a fast food restaurant, although this is the first time I have come here, but if Roger remembers correctly...

It should be the police station coming in from the side...

"Haha, no need to check again."

Henrik interrupted Roger's thoughts.

"This is not the police station you see, but another place."

A flash of light flashed in his mind, and a word blurted out.

"Alien space?"

"Yes, and no." Peter said.

"It's okay if you think of it as a separate space, but you should have a deeper understanding of it if you come into contact with it more in the future."

Peter explained a few words.

"Put the exit in such a conspicuous place, so you won't be afraid of being discovered by ordinary people or breaking in by mistake?"

Roger asked curiously.

"Will not."

Henrik tapped his badge, "Peter and I activated the badge at the same time to successfully bring you here."

"In addition, I also reported to the above beforehand, otherwise, even if you really broke in by mistake, you will be taken back to the original world the moment you step into this place."

"Come on, do the registration, let's go upstairs."

With that said, Henrik took Roger and walked to the information desk on the other side.

There were not many people in the entire hall, and the few Roger occasionally saw were people with sharp eyes and serious faces.

These people should all be demon hunters who belong to the Hunter Guild, just like Henrik.

"gentlemen,

I must remind you again that no weapons are allowed on you..."

The female receptionist at the information desk swept her eyes from Roger, as if checking something.

After filling in some simple information, Henrik took Roger and walked up the stairs.

The whole building is arc-shaped, with exaggerated chandeliers in the middle, and the three of them walked up the stairs to a room on the 4th floor.

He knocked on the door, but when Henrik was about to follow, he was stopped by the staff on the side.

"Mr. Henrik, this inquiry meeting is held for Mr. Roger alone. Please wait outside."

Henrik was stunned for a while, obviously he didn't know about this in advance, and he gave Roger a relaxed look.

"We're waiting for you outside, just to go through the process."

"OK."

Roger didn't think much, and followed the staff into the room.

The decoration in the room is basically the same as the outside hall, with solid wood floors, walls covered with wall coverings, and a long red cedar table in the middle of the room.

When Roger came in, the three people sitting behind the table raised their heads at the same time and looked at Roger with scrutiny.

Sitting on the far left is a pale, thin middle-aged man with short black hair tightly attached to his head, his eyes are very thin, and his pupils are shining brightly.

His lips pursed slightly, although his eyes did not fall on Roger, but it made people feel a faint chill, very uncomfortable.

Sitting in the middle is a kind-faced, gray-haired old woman. From the outside, it seems that there is not much difference between ordinary women you see in peacetime.

Looking at the woman, the old woman suddenly spoke.

"Roger, you were recommended by Henrik, and I have read your profile."

"Introduce myself, I'm the head of the Bordeaux Hunter Branch, Linda the Dreamer."

"Mr. Dickinson and Ms. Arlo are sitting next to me."

"Mr. Dickinson represents the Witcher, and Ms. Aurora, the Voodoo Society, is a beloved disciple of the Voodoo Queen despite her young age."

Roger followed Linda's guiding gaze. Sitting on the other side of her was a black woman with long hair.

Unlike Betty's beauty, the woman in front of her had many local indigenous features, with higher cheekbones, the lower half of her cheeks protruding slightly forward, and a golden lip ring on her thick lips.

Roger's eyesight can easily see the tiny patterns carved on the lip ring.

Could it be a mystery item?

"Next we will officially start the inquiry, Mr. Roger, you must answer truthfully." Linda looked at Roger.

"If you lied, believe me, it will never escape the perception of a visionary and the observation of a witcher."

"And I!"

Ai Luo, who was beside him, suddenly interjected.

"Okay, the inquiry will officially begin!"

Next, with Linda as the lead, the three began to inquire about Roger, including the cause, process and development of the matter. The basic process was not too different from what Henrik had guessed.

After repeated inquiries for more than 10 minutes, just when Roger thought that everything was about to end, Dickinson, who had not spoken, suddenly said: "The information says that you are from a declining family of witchers."

Those narrow eyes were fixed on Roger.

"Can you tell me which family it is?"

"I have heard about the witcher family in Bordeaux and the surrounding areas. Is your family the only descendant left?"

"Dickinson!"

Just when Roger didn't know how to respond, Linda suddenly spoke up.

"Sorry... I was abrupt."

Dickinson bowed his head and said nothing.

At this moment, Aurora on the other side suddenly spoke up.

"Mr. Roger, after you rushed into the room, the giant python sealed the door with its body, that is to say, in the period before Mansu died..."

"You're the only one who faced her alone, isn't it?"

A strange light flashed in Aurora's eyes, and Roger's heart froze slightly, but he still nodded.

"That's it."

"You said you killed her with Henrik's help, with a sword?"

Arlo's eyes were full of scrutiny, "It's not that I don't believe in your strength, it's that you, a witcher with a backward weapon, can actually kill a witch alone?"

"Even a very weak witch."

Before Roger could answer, she asked again.

"Besides, apart from that black witch robe, didn't you find anything else on her?"

With a sudden heartbeat, Roger knew that this question should be the key to this inquiry!

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