Han Dong and Coslin are sitting on one side of the couch.
The old lady was making coffee for the two in the kitchen.
"Senior Coslin, be a little more careful."
Coslin also became cautious as he stepped into this house.
Not only because of the old lady's somewhat strange image, this room also gave off an unexplainable feeling of oppression.
In the time it took the old lady to go to the kitchen, Coslin made precise adjustments to the metal sniper rifle that was originally about one meter long.
Through a 'shrinking' function, the sniper rifle was even shortened to fifteen centimeters, and the sights were removed to become a heavy and delicate heavy firepower pistol, worn at the waist.
"As soon as this old woman shows any signs of being different, I will shoot her at the first opportunity."
Coslin's first impression of Han Dong was that of a scientific researcher.
Unexpectedly, when faced with an abnormal situation, the small man Coslin's demeanor and aura became completely different, switching from a researcher to a killer in an instant.
As long as any foreign object appeared at this moment, the musket hanging on his waist would blow the foreign object's head off.
The old woman arrived with coffee and a diary at the same time.
"My youngest son had a habit of writing in his diary, including his last day back from work, just as he wrote down his experiences of the day in his diary.
It was just as he was finishing his diary that he died suddenly on his desk.
I didn't trust the incompetent policemen to help, so I hid the diary from them and would give it to them when a 'knight' came to investigate the matter.
You are excellent 'trainee knights' and should be able to find the real culprit who killed my youngest son."
The old lady couldn't stop her tears from spilling out.
It wasn't intentional at all, it was completely genuine, it was even slightly touching.
"Well, we'll do our best."
Coslin was very cautious and the coffee was definitely not going to be drunk.
Separated by leather gloves to avoid direct contact with the diary.
At the same time, put on the goggles and started browsing through the diary's contents.
If the old woman was telling the truth, the last page of the diary would contain a record of the strange things the vigilante had encountered during the search.
It could potentially be a major breakthrough in this mission.
Eventually, something went wrong.
As Coslin flipped through to the last diary entry, the odd words drawn with 'oil' along with the bizarre markings, for a moment actually caused Coslin to see some sort of hallucinatory image.
Crunching (the sound of flesh growing!)
On the diary page, small, dense eyes grew suddenly, gazing at Coslin up close.
Dark lines immediately appeared around Coslin's eyes, with 'oil' flowing out of all seven holes, it seemed that through these small eyes, he saw something 'evil' that his brain could not accept.
It was difficult to remove the eyes from the diary.
Even with all the horrible whispers echoing in the brain, the flesh experiencing a numbing sensation like that of bone separation.
But Coslin still gritted his teeth and with a trembling right hand, pulled out the already loaded musket at his waist.
The large caliber bullet pierced the old lady's shoulder and even shattered a large hole in the stone wall behind her.
The old woman who had a shattered and blurred shoulder was not in any discomfort, instead, she let out a playful laugh.
Staring at the pain-stricken Coslin, the old woman's lips curled up at an incredible angle, even as her eyes stared at her with eyes that felt like they were about to fall out, her entire facial expression was beyond the normal human category.
She then quickly left the living room in a quick manner and headed to the second floor by the stairs at the end of the entrance.
Han Dong did not pursue.
Instead, he grabbed the diary in Coslin's hand the first time, closed and put it into his bag.
At this time, Coslin was bleeding from seven holes, not to mention that he was also experiencing full-body spasms.
There were a total of five lacerations on the goggles, and the black lines around Coslin's eyes were still spilling black smoke outwards.
Such a 'contaminated state' was several times more severe than the last time Captain Cass had been contaminated by looking into the eyes of a mature ghoul.
Who would have thought that this would be such a dangerous situation to encounter before even entering the Baker mansion where the incident occurred while just investigating the perimeter.
"The bag, the bag! Holy water!"
Coslin shouted several keywords hoarsely.
Han Dong immediately rummaged through Coslin's backpack, found a metal water bottle with the cross icon on it, and immediately made Coslin drink it.
The holy water entered the body.
Coslin's spastic state was immediately relieved, and the dark lines around his eyes faded by a large portion, but it wasn't finished. However, Coslin was at least freed from the edge of danger.
With mobility restored, Coslin cursed.
Immediately switching to spare goggles, pistol loaded and carrying some homemade holy water bombs around his waist, trying to get upstairs and kill the old woman.
It seemed that Coslin had become a bit impulsive and irritable due to the effects of the contamination.
" Senior Coslin, wait a minute! The situation is a little more complicated than we expected, the old lady probably has other traps set up on the second floor, and you're not in good shape.
Let's give Captain Cass the information and wait for them to get here before we move?"
Coslin gritted his teeth and said, "By the time they get here, the damned old woman will probably have escaped.
My bullets are made of pure silver, and that shot just now has already done some damage to her.
Now the old woman must be hiding on the second floor, trying to recover from her wounds, it's the perfect time to kill her.
Inform Captain Cass to get them here as soon as possible, but there's no need to wait for them to get here before acting.
This is an important target and must be taken down."
If this old thing escaped, an important clue would be missing.
"Senior Coslin, you belong to the remote support type, let me walk in front."
Han Dong put on his bird beak mask and took the initiative to walk in front.
As far as the naked eye could see, the nails of Han Dong's right hand were growing rapidly while having a green plague covering the lid of the nails.
"A plague ability that can cause the flesh to change? That's rare."
Coslin acknowledged Han Dong's strength to a certain extent when he saw it, advising for safety reasons.
"The 'contaminant' is strong this time, minimize direct line of sight with the target, once the holy water runs out, things will be difficult."
Han Dong wasn't really too worried about the contamination.
All he was worried about was the threat of the old woman herself.
After all, when she was shot in the shoulder with a large-caliber silver bullet, she revealed a strange smile, with no expression of distress, not at all like an injury.
The old woman's body structure might be different from that of ordinary creatures.
When he arrived at the second level, Han Dong immediately stopped.
It was still broad daylight and the sun was shining outside.
The second floor of this room, however, was pitch-black, the reason being that the windows on the entrance were completely sealed off by wooden boards and nails.
What was even more bizarre was that an eerie smell was continuously spilling out from between the floors of the second floor.
[Mm, I can feel an evil aura growing in this house, I'll show up as soon as you're in danger.]
Please, I have a vague feeling that what I'm facing this time isn't too good to deal with.