People are in Marvel, and the system is working as a worker

"and then?"

"The danger level of floating spirits is low and they are very curious. Once they get familiar with a house, they will leave quickly. So we did not take strong measures. Strangely enough, Mr. Benjamin came to the door himself and learned about the risks in the house. We still insist on buying it in full. As you know, we are an intermediary, and the other party insists on buying it, so we have no reason not to sell it."

"Well, I see, thanks."

Not long after ending the call with Luke, Joseph sent an email.

A mere dozen pages of documents record the first half of Robert and Melinda's lives.

ordinary.

Ordinary things can also be ordinary happiness.

A record caught Geralt's attention: Robert was laid off from the Phoenix Car Sales Company a year ago. However, according to Melinda, Robert resigned to start a business half a year ago.

After resigning, bank records show that a sum of money was transferred to Robert's account every month, an amount similar to Robert's previous salary.

The company that transfers money is a leather company, and I don’t know who is behind it.It may not be impossible to find out if you check it, but the price will not be 1000 beli, and you will have to pay more. If 1000 Baileys can be found on this, Joseph can be regarded as a conscience.

Geralt highlighted "Robert" and was always on guard.

Want to sneak attack?

no way!

……

……

Geralt grabbed Robert's wrist and his eyes fell on the dagger.

Good guy, the back of the knife is serrated and the blade has blood grooves.

If you stab it down, let alone the waist, your life will be gone.

Geralt raised his foot and kicked Robert away.

Unfold the folded Demon-Breaking Crossbow.

Three magic-breaking arrows were shot out.

brush!brush!brush!

"what!!!"

While screaming, Robert was kicked down the stairs again by Geralt.

The door to the master bedroom opened a crack, revealing half of Melinda's nervous face.

Just in time to witness Robert rolling down the stairs.

"Oh my God, what did you do to Robert?" Melinda exclaimed.

"Is he your husband?" Geralt pointed at Robert downstairs and shouted: "Look clearly!"

When he rolled down the stairs, Robert's neck was broken. At that exaggerated angle, ordinary people would have died long ago.

Robert raised his head and smiled strangely.His cheeks sank rapidly, and his originally thin face became skinny, as if the flesh and blood beneath the skin had melted away.

At the same time, his hands and feet quickly stretched and became thin and long.

A pair of hands and a pair of feet grew out from under both sides of the ribs, and the shirt was torn open, revealing a belly as big as a watermelon and another face that grew over his heart.

Robert's new appearance reminded Geralt of... a human-faced spider.

"Robert?"

"Robert!"

Melinda couldn't believe her eyes, "How could this happen?!"

Geralt: "That question should be asked of him."

"You mean?"

"Miss Melinda, what happened did not happen without warning. It's just that your heart is resisting the truth."

With a "swipe", Melinda's face was completely drained of blood.

"Mom!" Robbie called to his mother.

"Robbie." Melinda hugged her son, the last pillar of support in her life.

Geralt closed the door gently.

"The Black Goat." Geralt manifested a claw hammer.

"Boom!"

"Boom!"

"Boom!"

"..."

Geralt walked down the stairs, one step at a time.

Walk steadily.

Robert pulled out the magic-breaking arrows one by one, and black blood flowed from the wounds.He gritted his teeth and cursed:

"Winchester, damn Winchester...your souls! They will burn in the fire of hell forever."

"I'm so scared." Geralt's expression and heart showed no fluctuations.

Feeling the 50% strength bonus brought by the black goat, Geralt hit him on the head with a hammer.

Robert didn't dare to greet him, he pulled at him with all four hands and feet at the same time, and quickly backed away.

"what!!!"

Robert screamed again, and his hands and feet felt like they were stepping on red-hot irons.

Geralt stretched out his hand, and brown powder slipped from his fingertips.

This is a powder ground from the seeds or roots of various positive energy plants, which has a burning effect on evil monsters.

When Geralt was wandering around with the fake finger and ghost needle just now, he took the opportunity to sprinkle powder on the floor of the first floor, blocking Robert's escape route.

While Robert was moaning in pain, Geralt hit him on the head with a hammer.

Robert twitched a few times and fell to the ground motionless.

"Ok?"

Geralt was not prompted by the increased experience of the witcher.

His head was so rotten, but he was still alive.

And pretending to be dead...

Geralt suddenly raised his hammer and hit the face on the chest with a hammer.

——This thing looks like a weakness.

Robert opened his eyes suddenly, his eyes full of panic, and his four hands and four feet were crossed to protect his heart.

Geralt activates the Black Goat's additional skills.

Anger explodes!

The shock wave from close range directly rushed away Robert's hands and feet, hit the face above his heart, and then the hammer head came down.

Blood splattered.

Tip in mind: [Demon hunter experience value +30]

laugh!

Hearing the sound that broke through the air, Geralt subconsciously raised his head, and a ball of milky white liquid spurted out from Robert's navel.

Noisy!

The milky white liquid shot onto the wall, corroding a large area of ​​the wall and emitting a sour smell.

Geralt: (╬￣Van￣)

Even if there is no corrosive effect, this color liquid really wants to be sprayed on the face, looking for psychological shadow area.

[Anger +1%]

[Anger +1%]

[Anger +1%]

【…】

The anger level is rising.

Geralt tightened his grip on the hammer's handle.

Robert was seen bulging his belly and holding up a baby's hand, as if he wanted to burst his belly and escape.

Eventually the baby's palms dropped limply.

Tip in mind: [Demon Hunter Experience +20]

A bookmark hovers above the body.

Reminder in mind: [I found a bookmark, do you want to pick it up? 】

"Pick up."

The bookmark disappeared with a whoosh, sandwiched between the books of Proverbs.

Hey, I actually added two experiences and bookmarks.

Turning his head, Geralt understood that the baby in Robert's belly was already an independent living entity.

Geralt took out his phone and took a bunch of photos from various angles.

send.

"Lord of the Flies."

Geralt summoned a vacuum cleaner.

Holding the handle, the nozzle was pointed at Robert, "Swallow them, Lord of the Flies!"

The Lord of the Flies made a "buzzing" sound, opened his mouth, bit Robert's foot, and sucked the body in like a fluid.

"Um...it's okay, but it's unscientific."

That's right, it's not scientific.

They are magic tools.

Tips in mind:

[Strength +1

Spirit +2

Agility+1

Physique +1]

All four-dimensional attributes were increased, and the spirit was increased by 2 points at a time.

The phone rang.

answer.

"Hi Caitlin, long time no see." Geralt said with a smile.

"Hey, you. What did you do again this time?" the other party said angrily.

Geralt quickly cried out, "What does it mean to stab someone, what do you mean, am I that kind of person?"

After two seconds of silence, Caitlin said faintly: "Yes, you are that kind of person. I am sure, sure, and certain. And you are willing to bet your monthly salary. Do you want to follow? Do you want to raise your bet?"

"Um...well, it was just a bit loud and might have disturbed the neighbors. Someone probably called the police."

Just now, Robert screamed like a pig, and the whole street heard it.

"I know, let's do this first and contact you later."

After hanging up the phone, Caitlin called the Black Pine Town Police Department and asked them to call back the police officers.

Caitlin works in the famous "Police Station No. [-]", commonly known as the "Underworld Police Station".She didn't like the witchers in the Witcher Guild. She felt that these people were lawless and selfish.

Lawlessness is real, selfishness... one-sided.

There are different reasons for joining the high-risk profession of demon hunters, whether it is family inheritance, accident, or for money. Some of them exorcise demons with the idea of ​​​​saving the world and helping people, and even paid their lives for it.It's just that most demon hunters are more rational than emotional.

Many witchers have today and no tomorrow, and such people are bound to be unruly.

What's more, the official news from time to time is that "laymen command insiders" and "in order to get promoted and make a fortune, they deceive their subordinates into carrying out fatal missions"?

Even the warmest blood will become cold.

Slowly, Police Department No. [-] suffered a serious loss of talent, and quickly fell from a first-rate organization to a second-rate last-class organization.

……

……

Summon the book of Proverbs and turn to page [4].

The picture is of a skinny, eight-legged spider-like Robert.

[Name: Robert Benjamin

Type: parasitic fetus

Skill: Spit acid.

Revolving Lantern: Not watched yet

Status: dead]

A cloud of mist came over, and Geralt entered the God's perspective.

Robert was born into a middle-class family. His parents were devout believers. Unless there was force majeure, the whole family would attend church services on weekends.

When Robert was a child, he had a pouty face, and Robbie...no, it should be said that Robbie was exactly the same as his father when he was a child.

One day, Father Ball called Robert to a separate room in the name of guidance.

Geralt was silent, [Rage +1%] refreshed the screen.

[Rage value: 100%]

From that day on, Robert, who was lively and cheerful, became taciturn.The parents praised the incomparable holiness and glory of the Holy Father, but did not realize that their son was in darkness.

Robert was not the only victim.When people began to question Father Ball, die-hard fans steadfastly defended him.

Robert's parents were die-hard fans of Pastor Ball.

What despair!

After graduating from high school, Robert chose the University of Phoenix, which was thousands of miles away from his hometown. He never returned to his hometown again, and his occasional phone calls with his parents ended in silence.

Robert decided to bury all his wounds deep in his heart.

marry.

Give birth.

Like an ordinary person until he saw Pastor Ball again in Phoenix.

Boll has a kind face and a soft voice, and he has the same incredible charm as before.

Seeing this, Robert's heart was shattered again.

The wound was just buried, not gone.

Revealed again, still bloody.

He, broke down.

The frustrated Robert was fired after making frequent mistakes at work, causing huge losses to the company.

Robert stood on the rooftop facing the wind.

On one side is an abyss of pain and despair.

On one side is a beautiful wife and lovely children.

To jump or not to jump is a matter of a thought.

The man in black appeared and handed over a black business card.

The familiar white skull pattern.

Geralt: How old are you!

The man in black said to Robert in a seductive tone: "The Holy Father can't save you, how about trying Satan? At least Satan can help you get revenge, although it's not free."

Wandering at the fork in the road, Robert chose the third path.He participated in an experiment called: [Parasite Fetus].

Robert uses his own body as a womb and absorbs floating spirits as embryos, and the nourishment is the fear and despair of those close to him.

In other words, all the weird things in the family are directed and performed by Robert himself.

Geralt quits Robert's life.

Sighed.

Don't know how to evaluate it.

He focused on his newly acquired bookmark.

[Item name: Must-have condom

Category: Bookmarks

Effect: Creates the illusion of pregnancy, lasting for 30 days.

Note: Valid for men and women]

Ah this...

Damn it, the bookmark is indeed an unscrupulous spokesperson.

……

……

Returning to the second floor, Geralt climbed up the ladder to the attic. .

The pavilion is not big, with debris placed on both sides and empty in the middle.There is an inverse pentagram array with dried blood on the wooden floor. Outside the array are spiders, snakes, geckos, centipedes, and lizards with their abdomens cut open.The ancient Enochian script is engraved inside the array.

Enochian, the writings of angels and demons.

This is the ceremony of holding a parasitic fetus.

Geralt picked up a black book from the ground and pulled out a black business card.

The second one.

Will collecting all seven summon a demon?Geralt looked forward to it.

After thinking about it, I took a photo of the ceremony and a business card with my phone and sent it to Caitlin.

What kind of monster will a parasitic fetus give birth to?A supernatural creature with characteristics of both a floating spirit and a human?

Can the floating spirit be replaced by an evil spirit or even a demon? Is there any successful Ken?

Pictures of the ceremony must have given Caitlin a little more urgency.

Knock on the master bedroom door.

no respond.

Geralt pushed the door open and locked it.

"Who?" Melinda's trembling voice came from inside.

"I."

The door opened a crack, and after Melinda confirmed it was Geralt, she opened it completely.

Geralt tells Melinda two pieces of news. The good news is that the evil spirit has been completely eliminated. The bad news is that Robert is too deeply possessed by the evil spirit and cannot be saved. He is very sorry.

The follow-up matters will be handled by the officers from the No. [-] Police Station who arrived, and they will arrange a "reasonable" reason for Robert's disappearance.

Go home.

Rebecca made a midnight snack as usual, and Geralt took a cold shower as usual, letting all the negative emotions drain away.

……

……

"Geralt!"

The woman had a cold face, propped her hands on the table, and stared at Geralt.

Trying to overwhelm Geralt with momentum.

杰洛特抬头......

Immediately impressed.

Great!

Did this woman grow up drinking milk, or was she simply reincarnated as a cow?At such a young age, the burden is so heavy.

She is the senior detective from Police Station No. [-] who spoke to Geralt yesterday.

Caitlin Gillaman.

22 years old, tall and plump queen-shaped beauty.

"Sister, are you asking for help?"

"Well, that's my attitude."

Geralt: "..."

At this time Rebecca served black tea.

"Thanks, Rebecca."

Caitlin nodded and smiled, and when she turned around, she regained her fighting spirit, as if the lady just for a moment was just Geralt's illusion.

Geralt sighed: "Didn't I just put caterpillars on you before? This is to exercise your courage. As a demon hunter, you are not even afraid of demons, how can you be afraid of mere caterpillars, right? I am here to Hello, well, that’s it.”

"What about pulling pigtails?"

"Of course it's to enhance your hair roots. Speaking of which, I have half of the credit for your thick hair. You don't need to thank me, really!"

"How about drawing a pig's nose on my face while I'm asleep?"

"This one……"

Alas, it's better to be Caitlin in her teenage years, plump, soft and cute.

"Are you speechless?"

"Forehead……"

"Ashamed?"

"Alas……"