Shadow trail of the beautiful world

Chapter 240 5. Justice. Execution

3:[-] in the morning, this is a time when most people have already rested.

In the noisy city, it will become calm at this moment.And in this calmness, walking alone on the dark and deep streets, there will always be a feeling of loneliness.

But for those who like darkness and quietness, walking alone at this moment can be regarded as a kind of spiritual enjoyment.

Unfortunately, no matter how long the road is, there will be an end.

"boom"

The door of the box at Papa Midnight Club was pushed open, and Mandy, the succubus manager with heavy make-up, walked into the box. In front of her eyes, Merlin was changing clothes.

It was also Merlin who had just returned to the box that Papa Midnight specially reserved for distinguished guests. He didn't shy away from the succubus behind him. He was naked to the waist, and looked helplessly at the windbreaker in front of him.

That was the clothes Merlin wore before departure, but now, the clothes were already covered with blood, and at the corners of the clothes, there were disgusting residues of dried up flesh and blood.

This seems to explain Merlin's previous whereabouts.

Succubus, this kind of creature is not good at fighting head-on, but their senses are very keen.The moment Mandy walked into the box, she smelled the strong smell of blood on Merlin's body.

It was the smell left by the plasma of vampires, and some human blood still remained.

But this also made a smug smile appear on Succubus Mandy's coquettish face.

Just now, driven by the information she gave, the big BOSS of SDOLD, who made New York's outliers change their minds, made a full-time thug for her.

Judging from the strong smell of blood left on Merlin's body, there were at least 100 vampires who died in his hands in the past hour or so.

Ha, the house of pain?

A sneer flashed across Mandy's face.

That ghostly place is probably in ruins now, and her business commission bonus for this month has finally been saved.

Mandy waved her hand, and the banshee assistant who followed her immediately turned and left. A moment later, the banshee brought a bottle of expensive wine and two luxurious crystal glasses to the manager and distinguished guests.

The little succubus closed the door, she swayed her waist, walked behind Merlin, poured a glass of wine for Merlin with a wine bottle, and thoughtfully added ice cubes.She said in a charming voice:

"Your Excellency Merlin, the great hero of Manhattan, you have just wiped out a big trouble for the residents here. Come, let me toast you instead of those poor people who have escaped the sea of ​​suffering."

"During mission..."

Merlin turned around, looked at the little succubus in front of him, and said:

"I do not drink."

"Mandy, the House of Pain is not the origin of the blood meal. It's just a transit base. I need more information."

"Of course, more news."

Mandy's seductive eyes blinked, and the tail behind her flicked suddenly.

A very clever and vicious idea suddenly appeared in the mind of this succubus.She secretly took a look at the shirtless Merlin, and soon, a plan took shape in her little head.

For a heterogeneous person like Mandy who works to earn wages, the opportunity to hire thugs openly to destroy the business of competitors does not come every month.

And for the heterogeneous in and around Manhattan, there are only a few places to hang out.

Once other alien bars are destroyed, those idle and panicked aliens will definitely find another place to enjoy themselves.In other words, if she can seize this opportunity well, maybe in the next few months, she won't need to worry about the monthly standards.

If everything goes well, Papa Midnight will definitely give her a coveted year-end bonus at the end of this year, um, maybe it will be enough for her to spend extravagantly for a year, maybe she can buy a yacht?

"Blood powder, that is a very evil thing."

Mandy put down the wine glass, her face was filled with righteous indignation, just like the Messenger of Justice, she said to Merlin angrily:

"Those lunatics distribute these evil things to different kinds, even ordinary people. Hell, ordinary people can't bear the crazy stimulation brought by vampire blood. That thing is the root of all evil. For the sake of the personal safety of my guests, Those blood powder must be destroyed!"

"Swish"

Mandy took out a small notebook from her close pocket and wrote down a few addresses in a swish.She tore off that page of paper and put it in front of Merlin's eyes. With her arms akimbo, she said to Merlin:

"There are vampires who sell blood powder privately in these places. Although I don't know where their blood powder comes from, as long as you find those dealers, beat them, and threaten them, you should find the X-making base. Not big."

"Ok?"

Merlin picked up Mandy's treatment, he glanced at it, and frowned.He said to Mandy:

"Has the situation gotten so bad? There are blood powder circulating in the entertainment venues in the six nearby heterogeneous gathering places?"

"Uh."

Mandy's expression was flustered at this moment, but she calmed down quickly, and she said eloquently:

"I also said, it's just possible. My sources of information are quite mixed. You may have to find them one by one. I mean, in order to prevent those terrible crimes that may happen, we must not let go of any clues. Isn't it?"

"Well, you're right."

Merlin nodded and said:

"In this matter, the only way to prevent evil from happening is to cut the grass and roots."

After finishing speaking, when the little succubus's eyes were shining with the light of a successful plan, Merlin suddenly said again:

"But asking for 'justice' comes at a price... So tonight, we're putting a price on it, little Mandy, tell me, how much 'justice' do you need?"

"what?"

Mandy's eyes widened, she didn't understand what Merlin meant.

The latter shrugged, looked at the little succubus, and said:

"I mean, I'm asking you to help you fight a competitor, what will you pay me?"

"Aren't you going to perform the mission?"

Seeing that her plot was seen through, the little succubus said frantically:

"Aren't you a partner of justice? Hell, Merlin, I never knew that such a decent guy like you is also such a greedy person behind your back! I really misjudged you!"

"So I ask you, how much 'justice' is needed."

Merlin leaned on the sofa, shrugged his shoulders, threw the note in his hand on the table, and said to the chicken thief little succubus in front of him:

"Either give me the real news, or pay me. It's a waste of time for me to look for it from place to place. You also said that I am a public official, not a mercenary you call around!"

"Damn it!"

The little succubus Mandy looked at Merlin angrily, and her tail flicked in an irritable arc. After a while, she picked up the note on the table, crossed out 3 pieces, and threw the note away. To Merlin, she said:

"There are really blood powder circulating in these places, and I don't know the rest, you can find it yourself."

After finishing speaking, she turned around and was about to leave with her slender waist twisted.But Merlin stopped him.

"Mandy."

Merlin says:

"Any extra clothes here? I mean, the ones that repair themselves."

"Yes, I have."

The little succubus turned her head to look at Merlin, she said sarcastically:

"That's my private collection, very expensive."

"Then let's do it..."

Merlin picked up his pen, circled the three places Mandy had crossed out, and said to Mandy:

"I guarantee that they will not be open for at least half a month..."

"20 days! We'll make the deal!"

Merlin shrugged, but did not express any objection, and the little succubus Mandy immediately shook his hands with bright eyes.

A moment later, a breezy banshee delivered a black hooded one-piece windbreaker, a lined blue fleece jacket, and a pair of tight breeches with black leather boots to Merlin's box.

Merlin frowned, looking at the gorgeous outfit in front of him.

Mandy is right, this thing is definitely a collectible, at this point in time in the 21st century, except for those who play CosPlay, no one will wear it to walk on the street openly.

I don't know where the little succubus found this suit of clothes that was at least 200 years ago.

Hell, the thing still has white lace trim around the cuffs.

But it's also a true magic suit, self-cleaning, repairing, and resizing based on the wearer's figure. This suit has almost everything.

It took Merlin a few minutes to put the suit on.

He stood in front of the mirror in the box, looking at himself now.

The tight blue woolen coat perfectly outlined Merlin's figure. The black breeches and leather boots on his lower body made his figure look slender, while the white shirt lining the coat and the rimless glasses on the bridge of his nose , giving him an unexpectedly soft temperament overall.

Merlin put on a black one-piece windbreaker with a hood, and then put a black hood on his head.

In the mirror, he looks like an ancient gentleman who came out of 1800.

Merlin looked left and right in front of the mirror. He had to admire the aesthetics of the little succubus Mandy, and this suit really suited him.

He hung the breathing mask that Carol had left behind and turned into a pendant around his neck, then picked up the phone and dialed a number.

"Coulson? Are you asleep?"

"Uh, what's the matter, sir."

Coulson's dazed voice came from the other side, Merlin glanced at the note on his finger, and said:

"Take a note. I said 5 addresses. Tomorrow morning, you will notify the people in charge of these 5 heterogeneous reserved areas to suspend business for self-inspection. Well, 5 days!"

"Sir, we need a reason for this kind of thing."

Coulson appeared to have regained consciousness, saying:

"If the business is forced to close, it will cause unnecessary trouble."

"Blood powder circulates in these places."

Merlin says:

"I'll send the evidence to your mailbox later, go and rest now."

After speaking, Merlin hung up the phone.

He breathed a sigh of relief, picked up his black gloves from the table, and put them on.When he touched the left glove "Dementor's Kiss", the negative emotions pouring out from his heart made Merlin's expression and temperament turn colder.

But considering the things he was going to do now, this cold mind was necessary.

Merlin picked up the steel cane at hand. He glanced back at the box, then put on the hood, and took a step forward. Under the light of the Displacement Curse, Merlin disappeared into the box.

In another place nearly 10 kilometers away from Midnight Nightclub, this place belongs to another heterogeneous reserved area.

Merlin hid in the shadows, and he easily saw a few low-level vampires wandering outside the bar not far away.They don't go into the bar either, but they hold something and sell it to the guests who come in and out of the bar.

Well, it seems that the information of the little succubus is quite accurate.

This is the first place, there is a discovery.

Merlin moved his fingers, and a camera used by an agent appeared in his hand. He raised the camera, and took several photos of the vampires who were trading privately, as well as the bar behind them.

This will be the most favorable evidence Coulson can produce when he enforces the law tomorrow.

After taking the photo, Merlin leaned on a cane and walked out of the darkness calmly.He quietly approached those vampire ruffians, then reached out and took the things in their hands.

Under the shining neon lights of the bar, Merlin looked at the things in his hand.

Sure enough, a small bag of red powder crystals exuded a weird and disgusting halo under the light.

But Merlin's malicious behavior obviously angered the surrounding vampires. They cursed and stepped forward like punks, surrounding Merlin.

Merlin glanced at them and said:

"Where is Dickon's blood meal? Tell me, and you can leave after you tell."

"Hey buddy, can you count?"

A vampire with a messy tattoo on his neck pointed at Merlin sarcastically, and said:

"6 of us, one for you! If you are smart enough, you should take out all the valuables on your body now and beg for mercy!"

"No no no."

Merlin looked at the vampire in front of him. He moved his fingers and said softly:

"You should find some more, that's only fair."

"asshole!"

Feeling that he was being provoked by the vampire bastard, his face changed, and he screamed:

"Go! Call me!"

Fighting... well, it's not even fighting at all.

Merlin didn't even need to use a weapon. A few seconds later, five vampires with their necks broken were lying on the ground behind Merlin, and in front of his eyes, the most arrogant guy was strangling his neck with his fingers .

The ability to snatch hope from the dementor's kiss intensified the fear in the low-level vampire in front of him. There was no other emotion in his blood-red eyes, and a sound came from his throat like a chicken whose neck had been cut clucking.

Merlin looked at the vampire in front of him, he said softly with some puzzlement:

"Why do you care that I take your life and soul?"

"You're not using it anyway. Are you?"

"Legilimens! (Instigmatism)"

With the sound of the spell, the mind of the guy in front of him, whose willpower has been severely weakened by the kiss of the dementor, was easily broken through.It took Merlin a few seconds to find what he needed from its memory.

"boom"

The dull-eyed vampire was thrown on the ground like garbage, and the blood powder it contained sprinkled profusely in the darkness around it, as if paving a road to hell for this dark soul.

Meanwhile, Merlin's eyes turned towards Manhattan at this moment.

"It's the pier again..."

"You guys are really not creative."

(End of this chapter)