I seem to be an evil god

By the time Liu Dao arrived, Fiona and the others had already dispersed the surrounding crowd, and Dennis had already healed the injured person's wrist.

Fiona still had a confused look on her face. It took less than three seconds from the time she heard the scream to the time she arrived at her destination, but the other party just disappeared.

Fiona once thought that the other party had the ability to become invisible, but the three of them jointly sensed it dozens of times and found no trace of the other party.

At this time, Monroe and Watson were also in doubt. This speed was beyond their cognitive range, and they once wondered whether the other party was a different species.

Because it is almost impossible for the elite level to achieve this speed, and the master level must have gone through the training of will, and it is also impossible for the master level to make such an obviously retaliatory move.

Just when Liu Dao arrived, Monroe suddenly sneezed loudly. He rubbed his nose and looked around in surprise.

The moment he saw Liu Dao, Monroe trembled naturally.

"It turns out that this villain came here. I thought I met those smelly birds again."

Monroe complained a few words in a low voice, then turned around and continued to observe the scene.

He didn't believe that someone could be that fast, and suspected that the other party might have used some fast movement method.

Facing Liu Dao's arrival, Fiona did not show any reaction, she just glanced around with her long sword, as if she wanted to avenge the victim.

Liu Dao walked up to Fiona and took out a few notes from his arms.

"I have just collected some information. This is not the first time the other party has committed a crime. Before we appeared, the other party had already carried out five attacks around the capital."

"With so many attacks, why didn't the royal capital call the police?"

Monroe looked at Liu Dao in surprise. Before Liu Dao spoke, Fiona had already explained with a sneer:

"If people are warned not to go out at will, it doesn't mean that the royal family is incompetent. In such a grand festival, maintaining stability is the choice of the powerful."

"And don't you find it strange? It took us a long time to investigate the first incident. Why are there no guards coming to take over the scene?"

Monroe frowned, thinking of a bad possibility.

"There are quite a few nobles who are taking action today. Those guards have been transferred away by these guys who care about their lives."

Monroe's brows furrowed even more tightly, a little in disbelief: "Why didn't the demon hunters show up? Although this time it's not like the aliens, they also have the responsibility to protect the city, right?"

As soon as these words came out, Fiona was stunned, and then gave Liu Dao a meaningful look. Finally, Fiona remained silent while Liu Dao explained coldly:

"The Demon Hunters' Guild is also among the guards."

Hearing this, Munro was hit hard. Watson opened his mouth to speak, but in the end he just shook his head and sighed.

Because he had good cooperation with the Demon Hunter Guild before, Monroe had a great impression of the Demon Hunter, so much so that his shrewd and capable mind made a mistake that no normal person would make.

Watson could see it, but he really didn't know how to persuade his friend. He could only hope that he would be able to recognize the fact that he was a demon hunter in the future, but he didn't expect the reality to come so suddenly.

Monroe was sluggish for a while, but after seeing through it, he became even more cheerful. Before, his eyes were just covered by a temporary good impression. When his smart mind regained the high ground, Monroe resumed his identity as a detective.

However, even if Monroe's brain came back online, the investigation team still had no clue. The locations attacked were just ordinary building blocks, and the traces on the walls were only hole-like claw marks.

Based on these traces, it is impossible to tell how fast a person moved.

Seeing that the search was at an impasse, Monroe became a little anxious. According to the time intervals between previous attacks, it was now time for the other party to take action again.

Although it is already known that the criminal's trajectory is touring around the royal capital, there are many buildings in this area for the time being, and the young men and women who express their love like to go to secluded places.

If the attacker's tactics were a little more serious, it would most likely cause both the man and the woman to fall into coma. Although the attacker's target was only the hand holding the black violet, it was not a fatal injury.

However, if the attacker cannot call for help for a long time, the rupture of the blood vessels in the wrist will also cause the attacker to bleed to death.

At this scene, Monroe was a little angry and helpless. Finally, he closed his eyes in annoyance and took out a revolver that was already covered with rust from his sleeve.

"There's no need to use this!"

Watson stretched out his hand to hold Monroe down, preventing him from raising the strange-looking musket.

"Now we have no time. Besides, I'm actually pretty lucky."

As he spoke, Monroe broke free of his hand from Watson's hand, opened the rusty revolver magazine with difficulty, and pressed his fingers on the circular notch of the magazine slot. The next second, Monroe's face turned pale, as if It was as if he had just experienced a massive blood loss.

After absorbing Monroe's life force, six red bullets wrapped in yellow light appeared in the revolver magazine. Monroe raised the gun and looked carefully, and finally had no choice but to put it down.

The next moment, he pointed the gun at his head and pulled the trigger.

Bang! Poof!

Amidst the explosion of flames, the red bullet was shot through the muzzle of the gun, but the moment it touched the skin, the entire bullet sank directly into Monroe's head.

"Looks like I'm lucky."

Monroe smiled, and the next moment his eyes flashed. He glanced around and then pointed in a direction.

"Go there, there will be a harvest there!"

After hearing what was said, Watson didn't say much, and directly called everyone to follow Monroe's instructions. Fiona, who was watching the whole process, was a little confused. Seeing that Watson could no longer hide it, he could only explain calmly.

It turns out that the revolver is a relic of a high-level professional. It can make bloody bullets by absorbing the user's vitality. Three of the bullets in a tube are good and three are bad.

A good bullet can greatly increase body functions. A bullet that hits the arm can greatly increase the strength of the arm. A bullet that hits the stomach can greatly enhance digestion. A bullet that hits the head can gain extremely strong thinking ability, even to the point of metaphysics.

Just like Monroe now, there are obviously no clues in front of him that can point to the suspect, but Monroe gets guidance out of thin air, and he can definitely reach the suspect's location.

However, this revolver also has its scary aspects. The three bad bullets will also have a great impact on the body. Not only does it have the original kinetic energy of the bullet, but it will also release a very pure death when it hits. breath.

If a normal person is hit by such a bullet, there is no chance of survival. Even if a professional has strong vitality, being hit by such a bullet can range from weak to weak or disabled in severe cases.

Moreover, if it is fired directly at the head, even if it escapes the bullet attack, the breath of death will cause damage to the brain function, which will be manifested as a decrease in IQ.

Even at the risk of becoming a fool, Monroe still wanted to take this shot, which shows the urgency in his heart.

I'm so sleepy today, sorry~