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

The so-called monsters are either hallucinations or lies spun by someone for the sake of sensationalism.

This is human nature, and rightly so.

After all, people's understanding of the world is based on what they see and hear.Even if something brand new is presented directly in front of them, people will subconsciously deny it.

Claire looked directly at Simmons, and after a moment, disappointment showed in her eyes.

Simmons is like the adults who didn't trust her intuition, Nancy's empathy, as a child.Let it go if you don’t believe it, but you don’t even have the thought to verify it, you just deny it and blame it.

Claire did not doubt her ability to be active and inactive. The reason why she did not try to prove it like before was just because she had grown up and knew how to superficially conform to the rules of the world, hide the edges and corners, and pretend to be the same as others.

Claire was not angry, and just said to Simmons calmly, I understand, you go back to the hotel first.

The hotel, the Three Little Pigs Hotel, is the only hotel in town.Simmons also lived here, but he didn't say hello to Geralt and Nancy and went straight back to his room to sulk.

What made him even more angry was that Claire also came to the hotel not long after, and just asked him if they were going to have dinner together.

No apology! ! !

Simmons got even angrier, revealing his true nature as a spoiled brat.

Do not eat!

in the afternoon.

Geralt, Nancy, and Claire went to the parking lot of the police station and found a dilapidated van.

According to eyewitness reports, Thompson picked up Shirley in this car and brutally murdered Shirley in the car.

- Evidence found in the car illustrates this point.

Nancy stayed in the car for a moment, shaking her head to show that her powers weren't working.

"Is this car owned by Thompson?" Geralt asked.

"No." Claire replied, "The owner of the car is from Phoenix, but it was reported stolen before the incident. Those who firmly believe that Thompson is the murderer believe that Thompson used the car to rush back from Phoenix to commit the crime, but used an unknown method. Methods."

"How...to install a rocket engine on the car?" Geralt said a cold joke.

After dinner, Nancy decided not to go to Black Pine Town, and Geralt naturally had no objection.

Nancy was hesitant to call her father.

In the end, the number was not dialed.

……

……

Nancy was taking a bath, and the bathroom was not very soundproof. Hearing the sound of rushing water, Geralt was distracted.

Geralt was thinking about a very serious question.

He...should ask politely:

Together?

Some things just come naturally, and Nancy won't refuse.The problem is, the timing is bad.

First, the two are investigating the murder of a little girl.

This is a human tragedy.

Secondly, they are now bait, waiting for the real murderer to take the bait.

While hesitating, Geralt heard a knock on the door.

And Claire’s voice:

"Open the door, it's me."

"I know it's you."

Geralt opened the door, "Didn't you just leave? Why are you back?"

Claire said: "I forgot something..."

"What?" Geralt asked.

Then a meal.

At some point, his black eyes turned into blue, and he whispered: "Forget it, it's not important."

With lightning speed, his right leg swept across Claire's neck.

boom!

The latter was like being hit head-on by a truck.

He immediately flew five to six meters, rolled several times after landing, and lay motionless on the ground.

Her neck was bent at a weird angle.

There were two people who witnessed this scene: Simmons, who ran out of the room angrily after hearing Claire's voice, and Nancy, who was wrapped in a towel.

The two were stunned.

First, the power of Geralt's kick was amazing.

The second is that I don’t understand why Geralt attacked Claire.

Nancy's mind went blank.

Calm down... Nancy took a deep breath and allowed herself to regain her ability to think.

At this time.

Claire, whose neck was bent at almost ninety degrees, stood up with a straight look in her eyes.

The corners of his mouth were curved, and his smile was stiff.

Nancy instantly understood that she was not Claire!

The monster that transformed into Thompson took on the form of Claire.

The question is, how did Geralt see through it.

This is also the monster's doubts at this time.He believed that his art of transformation was perfect and that as long as he met him once, he could perfectly imitate his movements, expressions and sounds.

Most of them, even their relatives can't tell the difference. Even if they feel strange, they can usually explain it away by saying that they are not feeling well or in a bad mental state.

click!

"Claire" straightened her neck, which was bent at [-] degrees.

Simmons' mouth is so big that it's somewhere between a duck's egg and a goose's egg.

Three views become a blur.

"Strange, monster..." He looked at "Claire" and at Geralt who kicked "Claire" away.

I don’t know who the monster in my mouth refers to, or maybe I think it’s both.

"Grimm?" asked the monster.

Green is a well-known family in the demon hunting industry and is good at dealing with local monsters.

Geralt knew about it, but had never interacted with it.

"No." Geralt denied.

It can be seen that the monster is afraid of Green.

But is it necessary for Geralt to impersonate a Grimm?

You know, Winchester has a much greater reputation than Green in the demon hunting industry, because the family's main opponent is a terrifying demon that is more cunning and cruel than the indigenous monsters.

"No...then go to hell!" The monster suddenly took out a pistol.

Geralt: "..."

Compared with human cold and hot weapons, most supernatural monsters prefer to use their own talents.

bang bang bang...

The gunfire continued.

Magazine empty.

Geralt was already ready to dodge the moment the monster pulled out his gun.

However, the moment his legs exerted force, Geralt did not dodge, but crossed his hands in front of him to protect his heart and eyes.

Nancy was right behind him, and Geralt had no choice but to resist.

Even though the monster's marksmanship was poor, within ten meters of the two of them, at least half of the magazine's bullets were poured into Geralt.

The blood dyed the white T-shirt red.

pain!

What a pain!

After the monster emptied its magazine, it turned around and ran away without even thinking about confirming the victory, disappearing into the darkness in the blink of an eye.

At this time, three people, two men and one woman, rushed out of other rooms in the hotel and chased in the direction where the monster disappeared.

"Geralt..."

Even as a detective, Nancy had never encountered such a scene where bullets were flying everywhere.

For a moment, my eyes were full of tears and I was at a loss.

"I'm fine!" Geralt said.

It just hurts!

He took off his blood-stained T-shirt and dug out the bullet stuck in his muscles.

Now Nancy was even more at a loss.

Is my boyfriend physically resistant to bullets?

The monster used a .38-caliber automatic pistol. As long as it didn't hit the eye, it wouldn't be able to cause a one-hit kill on Geralt, who had a constitution of over 20.

If the opponent was using a rifle, Geralt would definitely release the forbidden curse mark without even thinking about it.

After detaching the bullet, the wound had stopped bleeding.

Geralt looked at Nancy, "My boyfriend is not a normal person, are you afraid?"

"It's great that you're okay." Nancy hugged Geralt.

"Well~ now is not the time for hugs, forget it..." Geralt patted Nancy on the back without pushing her away.

After a few seconds, the two separated.Geralt noticed that Nancy's eyes seemed to have an unusual... fiery look?

Geralt took out his cell phone and while waiting for the call to connect, he took out his handbag from the hotel closet.

Nancy watched her boyfriend take out hot and cold weapons one by one.

After checking one by one, the equipment was placed everywhere on the body.

"I know you have many questions, but now is not the time to explain." Geralt said.

"Yeah!" Nancy nodded heavily.

Like a good kid.

Geralt attached the Demon Breaker Crossbow to Nancy's wrist and told her how to operate it.

Actually there are only three steps.

Open the crossbow arm → Aim the arm at the target → Press down on the wrist to fire.

Fool operation.

The call is connected.

"Geralt!" Caitlin's voice was full of anger.

How dare you disturb people's clear dreams? It's better to have something that matches the importance of beauty sleep.

"I'm in Storybrooke now," Geralt said.

Fairy Tale Town... Caitlin immediately caught the key word, "You accepted that mission? That's not right. I heard that the person who accepted the mission was a Grimm."

Geralt said: "You may not believe it, but I just happened to encounter it. I just had a fight with the monster and fired. I guess the police are coming soon."

Caitlin said resentfully: "I know."

"Also, the bounty from the last mission has not been received yet." Geralt reminded.

"Don't worry, with this little money, the Gates Group won't default on its debt." Caitlin said angrily.

"Haha, the Winchester family likes people to default on their debts." Geralt said with a sneer. "At that time, we can also charge an extra amount of interest, lost work fees and education fees."

How can a fierce man who dares to prostitute a devil for free allow others to default on his debt? !

hang up the phone.

Nan looked forward to Geralt, her eyes filled with little stars.

"If you have any questions, just ask." Geralt felt relieved.

I always confess anyway, and today is a good opportunity.

"Who are you?" Nancy asked.

"Geralt Winchester is a witcher, but he has not yet obtained a formal witcher license." Geralt said.

"Witcher? Official license?"

"Demon hunters are a collective name for those who hunt supernatural monsters that are harmful to humans. Demon hunter licenses are provided by the Demon Hunter Guild. People without a license can also accept tasks from the guild, but they cannot exchange points for special items."

Geralt continued: "You want to ask the Witcher Guild, right?"

"Yeah." Nancy nodded obediently.

"The Witcher Guild is a loose alliance founded by multiple witcher organizations."

"How did you become a witcher?"

"Family."

"Ah!" Nancy said in surprise: "John and Mary are also witchers?"

"Yeah, it doesn't look like it, right?"

"Yeah, it feels like they are teachers in school, or writers or something."

Nancy had 1 reasons in her mind at this time, but someone knocked on the door.

Geralt put on a intact T-shirt and went to open the door.

There were two men and one woman standing outside the door. They were vaguely the three people who had chased the monster before.

It seems they failed to catch the monster.

"Hello, I'm Nick Burkhardt, a Greene." The man standing in front introduced himself, "Can you talk about what happened just now? We don't mean any harm..."

Geralt turned back to Nancy.

Even if Geralt decides directly, Nancy doesn't think there is a problem, but Geralt's approach makes people very comfortable.

Nancy said no problem.

"Come in." Geralt introduced himself, "Geralt Winchester."

"Winchester!" x2.

Another man and a woman exclaimed at the same time.

He finally knew what he was selling, and no one seemed surprised when the name Winchester was announced recently. It once made Geralt think that Winchester was not actually that famous.

Nick was obviously a newbie to "Grimm", had never heard of Winchester, and was just surprised by the excitement of his two friends.

He was so excited that his true colors were revealed: a male werewolf and a female demon fox.

This kind of appearance cannot be seen by ordinary people, unless one has Green blood.

Nick is a descendant of the Kessler family with Green ancestry.

Geralt's psychic vision can also see.

Nick was keenly aware that his friends' excitement was rooted in fear.

"These are my friends, Eddie Monroe and Rosa Calvert." Nick introduced.

"Oh, Green's werewolf and demon fox friends are really a strange combination."

When Geralt said this, Eddie and Rosa became even more nervous.

Nick was surprised that Geralt actually recognized Eddie and Rosa's identity.

"Werewolf...demon fox..." Nancy felt that the door to a new world was gradually opening.

Geralt said: "Don't worry, people are divided into good and bad, and so are other creatures. Winchester is not the kind of paranoid who wants to beat or kill indiscriminately."

Geralt also wanted to know the news about the monster from Nick, so he told them without reservation about how they attracted the monster to their door and how he had a fight with the monster.

"How did you recognize the monster?" Nick couldn't help but be curious.

"Talent." Geralt said with a smile.

Nick wanted to ask about his talent, but Monroe pulled him.

Talent is one of the demon hunters' trump cards and is very private.

Unless you are very familiar with someone, you cannot ask casually.

No one would tell me if I asked.

Nick Burkhardt is an ordinary policeman with a beautiful girlfriend who has been living with him for three years.

Nick has been living an ordinary life until not long ago, when his aunt, whom he had not contacted for a long time, told him that he is the only remaining descendant of the ancient Kessler family. He has the talent of the Green bloodline's piercing eyes, and can see through the incarnations of human beings hidden in human society. of supernatural creatures.

Nick's aunt tells him that his talent is awakening.

Soon supernatural beings hostile to Green approached Nick.

Nick's aunt gave Nick an RV with many weapons for hunting monsters.

Nick, who was born with a sense of justice and mission, slowly became a demon hunter as he came into contact with supernatural time more and more frequently.

A month ago, Nick picked up a character from the official Witcher website.

According to the investigation, the situation is more difficult than imagined.

The monster is a mutated shapeshifter.

The deformation ability is very powerful, and it can not only simulate the appearance, but also the voice, movement, and even DNA.If it comes into contact with a simulated object, the mutated shapeshifter can even gain access to the opponent's recent memories.

Nick knows that mutated shapeshifters are lurking in Storybrooke.But a month has passed and there is still no clue.

The two communicated for about 10 minutes. Nick learned a lot and originally didn't want to leave, but Monroe and Rosa were restless.

After returning to his room, Nick asked: "Winchester is famous?"

Munro replied: "I can't say that he is very famous, I can only say that he is very, very famous. If you start to get in touch with this industry, you will know it soon. Winchester...how should I put it, there are two extremes in evaluation, and there are no taboos in doing things, no matter what you are Whoever dares to provoke is a perseverant demon hunter. It is said that they have a bottom line when it comes to being reasonable, but once the opponent uses dirty tricks, Winchester is more cunning than you. How about... let's change to a hotel?"

Luo Lisa rolled her eyes at Monroe: "This is the only hotel in Fairy Tale Town. Do you want to sleep on the street?"

Monroe touched his nose and said, "It's not impossible."