Masha couldn't feel the brakes and landing of the flying carpet.

But through the "window", he knew that the flying carpet had fallen on the shoulder of a wide road.

The road was empty, with no pedestrians or cars.

The heavy rain hit the hard concrete floor, but the sound could not be reached inside the flying carpet.

Masha saw the detective riding a broom landing next to the flying carpet.

Apparently he used the rain shelter - although the rain flowed down from his hat like a flood discharge, his clothes were clean and there was no water stain at all.

He stood in the heavy rain, his eyes obviously looking at someone outside Masha's vision, with an extremely serious expression.

His broom stood up behind him, standing solemnly in the heavy rain like a soldier.

Masha was wondering who this guy was staring at so serious, and a figure appeared in front of Neimasha in the flying carpet.

It was a silhouette at the beginning, and then the silhouette was filled with colors and quickly changed from two-dimensional to three-dimensional. In less than two seconds, the figure became a living person.

The man had a gloomy face, which didn't feel like a Chinese hooked nose, and he obviously didn't care about the maintenance of his facial skin. His whole face was bumpy, reminding people of the road surface that had not been renovated for many years in the city village.

Yes, it is the kind of puddles that turn into big and small when it rains. Working in the rain is like trekking in the swamp.

The stranger took off his hat, so the light inside the flying carpet finally illuminated his forehead and eye sockets.

His eyes were covered with bloodshot, and his bags were big and black, which made his already gloomy face even colder.

"Demon Hunter 571891, my surname is Chen, you can call me Captain Chen, Miss Du Meilan, and... Master Masha, Xiaohou, right?"

Du Meilan took the lead in speaking: "We are right."

The visitor sat down on the sofa opposite Masha and Du Meilan without hesitation, crossing his legs.

"It's so late and it's still raining so heavily. What are you doing outside?" He asked calmly, and took out the cigarette case and lighter from his shirt pocket.

"A ride in the rain." Masha felt that all the response could not be left to Du Meilan. It would seem unnatural, so he should choose some parts that were not a problem to answer.

He almost wanted to say that he was traveling in the rain, but it was temporarily changed to a ride - a ride is more secure, and he knows if there is a saying in this world that there is a saying of traveling in the river.

"It's very romantic." The strange visitor smiled slightly, but the smile made the back of Masha's head chill.

"I guess you've had a close contact with Dayu." As he said this, he looked at Masha's wet top.

Du Meilan just used a spell to get most of the water away, but her clothes were not completely dry yet.

At this time, Masha suddenly recalled the evidence that he was caught by an old fox from the Human Resources Department and was called to talk.

However, this time the pressure was much greater than that time. He was caught by the Human Resources Department and lost his job at most. If this guy in front of him discovered Masha’s little secret, he would be life.

He forced himself to calm down and replied, "I like the rain."

This is true.

Since childhood, Masha likes to sit on the windowsill when it rains, and place his feet on the iron rack of the air conditioner outside the window, so that the heavy rain can wash his feet.

According to the existing information, Masha in this world should have similar hobbies.

So he said so.

"So it's normal to get wet." Masha spread his hands, "I don't know how to explain this feeling to you, it's..."

"You don't need to explain." The gloomy face interrupted Masha's words, "I understand. I also like to listen to the rain when it rains, and occasionally I will have the urge to run in the heavy rain. I understand."

His gloomy face stared at Masha, and his expression seemed to be saying, "I have seen through everything long ago."

A silent pressure emanated from him.

"Ma...Little Marquis, or youLittle Marquis Marquis? Your father called the police and said that he had not been able to contact you for two consecutive days, and he could not find you even after going to the apartment you live in. Do you have any explanation for this?"

Masha spread his hands: "There is nothing to explain, I just think my dad is very annoyed."

——Yes, it is normal for children of this age to think that parents are annoyed. It is normal for them not to care about their parents or talk to them!

The stranger stared at Masha, silent for several seconds, and then said in a hoarse voice: "Rebellious period, um."

Masha hesitated for a moment, then nodded: "Yes, the rebellious period."

He was actually very panicked because the guy in front of him always looked like "I know everything".

He was afraid that he would get stuck or find a logical loophole if he accidentally did not.

At this time, the witch hunter said, "So too, my daughter, in the rebellious period."

He raised his hand as he said, drawing a circle near his temple with his index finger.

“A total period of rebellion.

"Occasionally, I don't have official duties, and finally I'll go home once early, and she will look at me with disgusting eyes as I look at the garbage. My wife will at least say a few sarcastic words, such as, "The person who delivers the express always glares at me because people think I'm a widow."

"But my daughter doesn't even want to talk to me, the father.

"I often think that if I could do less official duties and spend more time at home with my wife and children, maybe that wouldn't be like this."

The witch hunter stopped and stared at Masha with bloodshot eyes, as if he had just asked a question and was waiting for Masha to answer.

Although all he said was declarative.

"What a pity, if this doesn't work, do you know why?" The demon hunter leaned forward and stared at Masha and Du Meilan, "because I'm very, very good at hunting evil demons and heretics."

He sniffed, which made Masha's attention focus again on his hooked nose that looked like a foreigner.

"It's no exaggeration," the witch hunter slowed down his speech, his voice was low and hoarse, "I can smell the smell of those evil demons and heretics. I can tell by the taste that this is the Faraday school, this is the Frankenstein school, this is the Darwin school, Oh, and this, the iron flakes that are rubbed off from the punched iron sheets are the Babbage school!"

The witch hunter tells the story slowly, and the narrative is not too fast, but the words reveal a pathological condition.

——Ah, this person has gone astray.

Masha thought.

"You must have been thinking just now, 'This person has gone astray, right?"

The moment these words penetrated into his ears, Masha's heart skipped a beat, and the muscles on his face completely froze.

The witch hunter smiled silently with his mouth.

At this time, Masha finally understood what the heart was when he raised his throat.

However, the witch hunter did not shout, "You can't deceive me, evil heretics" as Masha expected.

He slowed down slightly and said:

"Don't worry, I don't know how to think about stealing spells. In fact, this uses some skills from the Freud school, and some of the evil demons and heretics are quite useful."

At this time, Du Meilan, who had been silent, asked: "Is it okay to use the skills of the Science School like this?"

"Why do you say that? When you stare at the abyss, the abyss is also staring at you. To be a good hunter, you must understand what the enemy is thinking, and to understand what the enemy is thinking, you must understand them."

After saying that, the witch hunter turned his gaze back to Masha.

"We are investigating an indiscriminate murder case. Many people have been killed, all of whom are young men of about the same age as you, Xiao Marquis. Xiao Marquis, are you really just unwilling to answer your father's call? You haven't lived in an apartment these two days, where are you living?"

Du Meilan: "My home."

"Oh, of course, it's reasonable to live in the fiancée's house." The witch hunter turned his head and looked out the window with lightning and thunder. "We have been tracking a demonic heretic from the Frankenstein School over the past few months. This weather is very suitable for the Frankenstein School to hold their taboo rituals."

Masha's heart almost stopped beating.

The witch hunter stared at Masha's face.

"I thought at first that you were a 'Clock Tower monster'. Do you know what I mean? It's the kind of thing that is sewn with corpses and then gives life to lightning.

"But, my conversation with you just made me denied this idea. I have seen many freaks made by the Frankenstein School, and I can recognize them in one go. You are completely different from them, you are like a real human."

The witch hunter paused: "So, please tell me, what kind of thing are you?"

"I am a human, Ma Zili's son." Masha replied with a tough bullet.

He felt his heart pounding, as if there was a hammer pounding his chest one after another.

The witch hunter pursed his lips and did not speak, staring at Masha with his bloodshot eyes.

Masha was heartbroken: "You can pull me over and check it casually."

The witch hunter laughed: "If it could not be found out, if it could be found out so easily, we would have wiped out the Frankenstein School and their artificial humans."

——Wait, didn’t you just say you could smell it?

"It is because it is difficult to find these evil demons lurking among humans that I can be promoted so quickly." Captain Chen, the demon hunter, pointed to his nose, "Because I can smell them."

After saying that, he leaned his nose close to Masha and took a few breaths.

This distance is so close that Masha always feels that his heartbeat can betray him completely.

But the witch hunter set aside.

He stood up from the chair and tidied his clothes: "Thank you for your cooperation. You'd better go home early. There are still no peace these days. As I just said, several high school students who are about the same age as you have died. Will my subordinates escort you home. Is the little marquis going to go back to the Ma Mansion or his own apartment?"

Masha thought for a moment and decided to go back to the apartment.

If you go home, you may be found out that you can no longer use magic. If you stay alone in the apartment, you will have a higher safety factor.

"I'll go back to the apartment."

"Understand, I would suggest that Marquis Ma send more servants to the Marquis' apartment."

After saying that, the figure of the witch hunter disappeared.

Masha breathed a long sigh.

He saw from the corner of his eyes that Du Meilan did the same thing, and then leaned back on the sofa.
Chapter completed!