Hunter: I’m Really Not a Mind Remover

In view of the particularity of the replacement phenomenon...

The seriousness of the situation can be imagined.

Qi Duo reported the matter as quickly as possible.

Before waiting for a response, she did not sit idle, and summoned her helpers to start a thorough investigation of any information related to the scorched marks of the human figure in the near future.

Because this incident had something to do with Nuannan, she even called Jin on purpose.

But before making the call, she was already mentally prepared that Jin would not answer the phone.

The same is true.

Jin did not answer Kido's call.

In desperation, Qi Duo could only send a text message to Jin, and then began to collect information related to the scorched marks of the human figure.

In fact, after seeing Moyou's text message, she had a bad feeling...

Those swamp people who look no different from normal humans may have spread quietly in Shivadani City.

It is not yet known how the higher-ups will react after learning of this matter, and how they plan to deal with it.

But Kito thinks that there are two things that must be done as soon as possible.

One is to find Davidson Donald, the author of the swamp man, to impose detention measures on him, to ask and confirm the connection between this person and the phenomenon of the swamp man.

The other thing is to start with Davidson after confirming the connection, find a way to distinguish normal humans from swamp people as soon as possible, and dig out more useful information.

"Moyou's reminder... really helped a lot."

Qi Duo sat in front of the computer, thinking with lingering fear.

If Moyou hadn't encountered the process of the marsh man replacing the original owner, and informed himself of this discovery immediately, then...

The worst development of the event is undoubtedly that the swamp people spread quietly all over the world by virtue of the characteristic of replacing the original owner, but they know nothing about it.

In the sky thousands of miles away.

Moyou glanced at the "Received!" text message sent by Qiduo, put away the phone, and continued to practice.

During the subsequent voyage, Moyou spent most of his time practicing in his room, and only went to the restaurant when it was time for meals.

During the period, it is inevitable to meet the family of three who have become swamp people.

Moyou turned a blind eye to this, and went straight back to his room to continue practicing after every meal.

Until late at night on the third day, the spaceship landed at the airport in Laxiang City.

Moyo chose to disembark here.

His original destination was a city called Saka.

Because the wanted criminal Diss, whom he regarded as a hunting target, was still haunting and committing crimes in Saka City a few days ago.

However, considering that this route passes through Laixiang City, I simply disembarked at Laixiang City and planned to visit Li Zi.

If it is convenient, you can also ask Li Zi to go to the hunter website to issue a request to track Diss' whereabouts.

Anyway, Kari has 50 million ordained nuns, so he shouldn't have to worry about remuneration.

"Let's spend the night in a nearby hotel first."

The spaceship landed on the airfield at 2:30 in the middle of the night, and it was almost 3:00 in the middle of the night when Moyu left the airport.

Naturally, it was not good to disturb Lizi at this time, so Moyou planned to find a nearby hotel to spend the night.

At this time, the night was quiet and there were few pedestrians on the street.

If it is located near the city center, this meeting should still be very lively.

Moyou thought to himself.

suddenly.

Moyou's gaze paused, and he looked straight at a figure in front of the street.

"Those who read the ability..."

The reason why he noticed this figure at the first time was that he saw the flow of Qi on this figure.

The figure also noticed Moyou, looked over, and the speed of walking was not affected in the slightest.

It seems that they don't care about the fact that there is a person with the ability to read on the way.

Moyou noticed this, and did not stop, moving forward as usual.

In the middle of the night, streets with few pedestrians.

The two psychics met by chance, walked separately, and finally passed by at the intersection with a distance of about three or four meters.

Moyou glanced out of the corner of his eye.

With the help of the streetlight, he could see the other person's face clearly.

He was about sixteen or seventeen years old, wearing navy blue casual clothes, with short black hair, fair complexion, and a pair of black eyes without much white.

Seeing the other party's indifferent expression, Moyou glanced at him and quickly withdrew his gaze.

And the black-haired young man also glanced at Moyou, and then walked forward without squinting.

"generally."

The black-haired young man didn't pay too much attention to Moyou, he just made a habitual evaluation in his heart.

He is Ilmi Beat the Enemy, who was born in a well-known killer family, and has undergone all kinds of inhuman and cruel training since he was a child.

By the age of eighteen this year, he had completed countless assassinations.

For him, judging the level of a person's mindfulness is a basic skill.

This kind of judgment is limited to the skills of thinking and the temperament that is exposed to the outside world.

Just treating Moyou as an insignificant ordinary passer-by who can be seen everywhere, Yier fans didn't pay much attention and quickened his pace.

He still has a commission to complete in this city.

Moyou also didn't pay much attention to the black-haired youth.

Although there are not many psychics in the Hunter World, it is not strange to meet one by chance on the street.

After wandering on the street for a while, Moyou found a hotel that looked okay, and walked in immediately.

On top of tall buildings in the distance.

A burly man was watching Moyou with night vision binoculars.

Suck--

The man sucked in the saliva that inadvertently flowed to the corner of his mouth.

Inside the hotel.

Moyu came to the front desk.

The woman in charge of registration, this will be sleeping on the table.

Moyou tapped on the table lightly, awakening the woman.

Although she was woken up by Moyou, the woman's attitude was very good, and she quickly helped Moyou to check in.

Moyou got the key, thanked him politely, ignored the woman's eyes staring at him, turned and left, and found his room by following the number 1116.

Before going to sleep, he summoned "Picasso" to beat him up as usual, and then lay on the bed contentedly.

The night became darker and darker.

The hour hand of the clock passed four o'clock.

Outside the room, in the corridor.

The electric lights on the ceiling seemed to be in disrepair, flickering on and off.

A man with a strong figure and a fleshy face walked slowly in the corridor beyond the flickering lights.

His steps were kept low.

This deliberate move made him barely make a sound when he walked.

The man came outside the "No. 1116" room, took out a simple gas mask and put it on his face, and then took out a can of insecticide.

Gently insert the long thin tube on the jar into the crack of the door, then squeeze slowly to release the anesthetic gas into the room.

"Baby……"

The man's eyes revealed a desire like a wolf and a tiger.

He is a serious pedophile.

He likes good-looking boys the most, and although Moyou is a bit older, he is also the best-looking prey he has ever seen.

He couldn't restrain the desire crazily surging from his heart.

This is going to be a wonderful night.

The man thought so.

After a while, the anesthetic gas in the tank was released.

The man took out some lockpicking tools in turn, and skillfully opened the door.

The room was pitch black, with only a little light coming in from the outside near the window.

The man walked into the room, closed the door behind his back, and locked it tightly.

"Ho, ho ho..."

He let out a suppressed excited obscene laugh, and immediately threw himself on Moyou on the bed.

It's just that before he jumped onto the bed, Moyou suddenly bounced off the bed.

"Crack!"

Moyou dodged and turned the man's head around.

The man's expression froze, and he immediately collapsed to the ground and turned into a corpse.

Snapped!

The body of the man who had just been lying on the ground turned into a black sticky substance scattered around like a balloon bursting without warning.

Immediately afterwards, as if being pulled by a gravitational force, the black sticky matter that should have been scattered on the ground covered Moyou's body.

Then, as if absorbed by Moyou's body, it disappeared quickly.

at the same time.

The air conditioner outside the window is on the outside unit.

The real Moyou stood on the outside machine, with a look of surprise on his face.

He knew that this unidentified man was a swamp man, but he didn't expect that the swamp man would turn into a swamp-like black goo after death.

And stuck to the shadow copy body, suspected to be absorbed on the spot...

It will be on the shelves after midnight today... The time to write a chapter is about 3~5 hours now, I don't plan to sleep now, and I will directly face the sudden death warning before the liver goes on the shelves, and I can write as much as I can...

After zero o'clock is on the shelves, you can continue to work after you sleep, and there are five chapters guaranteed, and there is a certain possibility of ten chapters.

I don't know if my shriveled purple-blue pig liver can withstand it, laughing and crying...