"Indeed, my senses weren't wrong; she can truly feel the changes in my aura."
"Do people who frequently interact with animals have more sensitive sixth senses than ordinary people?"
That's right, Wen Wen had intentionally released his aura. He sensed that this cashier possessed a different temperament than ordinary people, yet not to the extent of a supernatural being. So, he released his aura to test her.
He didn't have any ulterior motives; it was merely a simple test, much like how he, as a detective, would examine young aspiring detectives. He harbored no special intentions.
After contemplating for a moment, Wen Wen pushed the door open and re-entered the pet store. The cashier flinched and took a step back.
Wen Wen touched his nose; he seemed to have overdone it just now.
"Here is my business card. If you encounter trouble that ordinary people cannot resolve, you can call me. I'll give you a discount as my thanks for waiving that five yuan."
After leaving the business card, Wen Wen exited the pet store.
Great Detective, Wen Wen, Phone: 1*******
The cashier held the business card, contemplating throwing it into the trash can. However, after a moment's thought, she tucked it into her wallet. She figured such a formidable-looking detective must be quite capable.
Wen Wen giving the cashier his business card was also a spur-of-the-moment decision. Supernatural phenomena tend to attract each other. With her heightened intuition, she might encounter supernatural cases in the future, allowing Wen Wen to capture new monsters.
As long as he cast a wide net, he was bound to catch a fish.
After leaving the pet store, Wen Wen went to the wet market. He approached a pork stall and haggled with the owner for a long time before buying a plastic bag of pork offal.
After purchasing some instant food for himself, he stopped browsing and headed straight home.
In ancient times, emperors, upon experiencing great joy, would occasionally grant a general amnesty, reducing the sentences of everyone in prison. Wen Wen, having acquired the Corpse Eater, was also in a good mood. Therefore, he decided to bestow some benefits upon the prisoners.
Re-entering The Disaster Containment Facility through the restroom, Wen Wen first tossed the cat litter basin to the female vampire.
"This is your new feeding basin!"
"What's the difference between a dog bowl and a cat bowl?" the female vampire growled at Wen Wen through gritted teeth.
"Well... the dog bowl has been used by a dog, and the cat bowl hasn't been used by a cat. Also, it's pleasing to the eye," Wen Wen stated matter-of-factly.
The female vampire was so enraged she was speechless, merely casting a glare at Wen Wen. That look seemed to carry a peculiar meaning, giving Wen Wen goosebumps.
"Good heavens, has this woman developed Stockholm Syndrome? I'm not into bestiality!"
Wen Wen scratched his head and left the female vampire's cell, carrying the pork offal.
The female vampire gazed at the cat bowl and the dog bowl, biting her chin. After a moment of indecision, she punched the dog bowl, smashing it into pieces. Compared to the dog bowl, which was already showing signs of rust, the cat bowl was more palatable.
Wen Wen tossed the pork offal into the Corpse Eater's cell. The Corpse Eater turned its head, glanced at the items, and remained motionless. It was a Corpse Eater devoid of emotion.
"Is it not hungry, or does it prefer to eat after it has rotted? I really hope it doesn't stop eating just because it lost contact with its mother. Otherwise, I'll have to feed it personally..."
"What about me? What did you buy for me?" the little ghost Qin Shuang floated to the edge of the cell, looking expectantly at Wen Wen, like a child awaiting a birthday present.
Wen Wen walked past him expressionlessly. For a ghost, wanting something was already a courtesy, as long as it didn't spray him with virgin boy urine.
Qin Shuang: "..."
...
"Still no trace of him?" Lin Zhe Yuan sat slumped in his chair, his eyes bloodshot with fatigue.
"None. Based on the intelligence gathered so far, L has captured several monsters, but his hiding place is completely unknown." Su Dan Novel Network
Standing before Lin Zhe Yuan was the same bald, muscular man in a pink sweater. He was the intelligence chief of the Hunter Association's Furong River City branch, named You Han.
Recently, the entire Hunter Association in Furong River City had been mobilized, desperately searching for Mr. L. However, even when they occasionally encountered him, they were unable to apprehend him!
Normally, members of such clandestine organizations would withdraw rapidly upon detection. But Mr. L had been spotted multiple times yet remained in Furong River City. This could only mean one thing:
He was preparing to perform a large-scale blood sacrifice in Furong River City!
Lin Zhe Yuan had already requested assistance from the Hunter Association's headquarters in Hedong Province. However, they were unable to spare personnel at the moment and could only entrust Gu Pan Xi, who was pursuing the Corpse Mother in the area, to provide assistance.
"I have a bad feeling about this," You Han said in a low voice.
"You have too many bad feelings. Don't voice them. You may leave now; I need some quiet," Lin Zhe Yuan interrupted You Han.
After You Han left, Lin Zhe Yuan stood by the window. The cold wind blew in, making it difficult for him to keep his eyes open.
"The wind is filling the tower before the storm!"
...
Five to six days had passed since Wen Wen acquired the Corpse Eater's ability. During these days, Wen Wen had been monitoring various information channels. Unfortunately, he had not found any suitable cases for it.
The entire Furong River City seemed to have entered a period of peace. There were no supernatural beings from clandestine organizations causing trouble, nor were there any sensational strange rumors. It was as if the monsters had all gone on vacation.
Wen Wen lay on the lounge chair on the balcony, rocking back and forth vigorously. The lounge chair made him feel like he was on a swing. At this moment, he was indulging in dangerous thoughts, as usual.
"Hmm... perhaps I should kidnap some supernatural beings and have them lure monsters into the gray fog layer. I'll deal with the weak ones, and if they're too strong, I'll escape..."
"Or, I could just break into the place where the Hunter Association keeps its monsters..."
With no monsters for him to capture, Wen Wen was so bored he felt like he was growing weeds. He could only satisfy himself by imagining such things.
Ring ring, the phone on the table rang.
Picking it up, Wen Wen saw it was an unknown number. He answered it.
"Hello, is this Detective Wen?" a deep male voice came from the other end of the line.
"...Where did you get my number, you punk?" Wen Wen's expression changed. He pulled the phone slightly away, as if there was something disgusting on the other end.
The voice on the other end said innocently, "Heh heh, I'm good friends with Captain Lin, so he gave me your number with a casual inquiry."
"..." Wen Wen remained expressionless, suppressing the urge to hang up, and said, "If you have something to say, say it quickly. My patience is limited."
"Well, I have some firsthand information that the Hunter Association doesn't have. Do you want to make another deal with me?" The voice sounded utterly sleazy.
Wen Wen's expression shifted between cloudy and clear; he was making some important decisions.
"Let me consider it."
"I'll be waiting for you!" the other party said excitedly before hanging up.