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Chapter 232 Supernatural Creatures

"No exception."

Texas, West Forest.

Based on the information provided by Jonathan, BSI agents searched the forest where the mysterious creature was located.

The superhero team moves around in an umbrella shape centered on Matt.

In the forest, looking at the team members around him, Matt raised his eyebrows with a familiar expression.

Under the condition of reaching an agreement with BSI, he does not need to be closely monitored by BSI like 'Andrew', but he is one of the parties involved in the New York incident. BSI doesn't fully trust him either. The members of these superhero teams are not so much acting with him, but half of the work is carried out on him.

Although Matt was a little dissatisfied with this, he could only accept it.

Unless, like 'Andrew', he wants to live a life without freedom under BSI monitoring.

Or, become the wanted object of BSI.

Cursing his lips, he turned his gaze away from the surrounding team members, and Matt turned his head to observe the situation in the forest.

Compared with these BSI agents, although Matt did not have their well-trained investigative skills, but with the powerful supernatural power he obtained from the water pool, or the psychic power in the mouth of BSI, he was able to make him work in this area. Some clues that ordinary people can't notice are found in the dense forest.

Close your eyes and block your vision.

Matt slowed down his breathing, and with the screams that seemed to be heard, he slowly turned his head to listen carefully to distinguish these screams.

what--

Soon, a particularly piercing scream from somewhere made him stop his movements.

"Wait a minute, I found out."

Opening his eyes, looking at the location where the scream came from, Matt opened his mouth to remind the surrounding team members.

"..."

In the forest, I heard Matt's reminder.

Several members of the Chaoying team exchanged glances with each other, quickly turned their guns and aimed at the abnormal direction Matt said.

Although, some of the orders given to them by BSI were directed at Maite itself.But this does not prevent them from trusting Maite's own ability, especially after witnessing the other party's use of psychic power to levitate and block bullets during the ability test.

"It has been found that supernatural creatures may be haunting nearby."

"Report your location..."

"We are at a distance..."

Staring at the gloomy corner of the forest in front of them, the members of the Superhero team began to contact the surrounding BSI agents through earphones.

At the same time, a team member clenched his pistol and cautiously approached the suspicious location.

"Small……"

Watching the agent in action, Matt subconsciously reminded him aloud, but was stopped by the eyes of another team member.

Under the signal from the other party's eyes, Matt had no choice but to close his mouth, and instead raised his hand to point at the forest where he felt abnormal, ready to help immediately if any problem occurred.

Click, click—

The hard soles of the members of the special team made contact with the ground covered with dead leaves and branches in the forest, making the sound of dead branches breaking, which was particularly loud in the silent depths of the forest.Under the gaze of everyone in the team behind him, the agent approached the edge of the forest, and with the help of the beam of the flashlight, he shone in the direction of the forest.

However, under the light of the flashlight, there was nothing unusual in the woods.

Frowning nervously, the team members did not give up and went deeper into the woods to take a picture. Except for the densely intertwined trees growing together, there were no other creatures, and naturally there were no so-called supernatural creatures.

"not found."

Turning the flashlight in his hand, he shone randomly in the forest in front of him a few times. The members of the investigation team looked back and shook their heads at the people behind them.

"careful!"

However, the moment he turned around.

Matt, who was opposite him, noticed the unnatural shadow by a tree caught in the beam of the team member's flashlight.

"Buzz..."

"Woo, woo, woo~"

"Help, help, please help me!"

"...Cause this is thriller, thriller night And no one's gonna save you from the beast about to strike ..."

"Interlude an urgent news. Not long ago, a bank robbery occurred in Texas, located in..."

“…Hey, you know, Tiger Woods, despite all his prowess in professional golf, was eventually brought down by the Mistressgate incident. He is said to have had affairs with as many as 14 mistresses (or more ). The Mistressgate incident has put the golf powerhouse in trouble with his wife and sponsors...”

With Maite's shout, the motionless shadow began to twist, and then a tall, skinny figure rushed out of the shadow.

The whole body of the figure is covered with very shriveled, mummified flesh, the color of rusted metal.Limbs are disproportionately long and thin, with arms as long as legs, ending in huge, bony hands.

The position of its head and neck was replaced by a slender meat pole with two sirens connected to it. Several black wires were tightly wound around its "neck" like blood vessels and connected to its upper shoulder. cling to its belly.

Running out of the woods, the figure turned the siren on its neck, making all kinds of loud and piercing noises.

These sounds are mixed with air raid sirens, chaotic music, a few human conversations or emergency broadcasts, news reports everywhere, and they combine to form a terrible noise that hits everyone's eardrums.

……

"If you miss the train I'm on

You will know that I am gone (You will know that I am gone)
You can hear the whistle blow

A hundred miles (leave a hundred miles)

A hundred miles, a hundred miles

......"

Follow in Spike's footsteps into the bar.

Amanda was instantly enveloped by the noise and fanatical atmosphere.

The air is filled with the strong smell of tobacco and alcohol, and the dim light is mixed with a faint country folk song, full of sad parting that does not belong to this era.

Infected by the music, Amanda inexplicably began to miss her hometown in Texas, where she grew up and became an excellent Texas Patrolman.

There, it seemed that someone was waiting for me, and there was also a reason why I chose to become a policeman.

However, no matter how Amanda recalled, she couldn't remember the reason.

She has nostalgic memories of her hometown, but no more memories.

(End of this chapter)