One day later, Wen Wen, with dark circles under his eyes and disheveled hair, met Zhu Qipei again.
“Did you do everything I asked?” Zhu Qipei strode up to Wen Wen and grabbed his hand.
“I’ve done what you wanted,” Wen Wen said dully. He was a detective devoid of emotion.
“Let me check. If there’s no problem, I’ll give you the clue.” Zhu Qipei, somewhat flustered, took the USB drive, ran to another compartment, locked the door, and found a computer to play it.
After a long while, Zhu Qipei returned to the room, looking refreshed.
“In the old city district north of Furong River City, there’s a carrion demon. A while ago, I was handling some business in the old city district and was attacked by a frenzied carrion demon.”
“Carrion demons usually hide very well, surviving in sewers by eating discarded rotten flesh. However, they sometimes attack humans, but I don’t know why it attacked me.”
“Then why didn’t you tell the Hunter Association?” Wen Wen asked.
“Because they didn’t ask.”
Zhu Qipei said matter-of-factly. Although these beings lived normally in the real world, they were ultimately not of one heart with humans. Their cooperation with the Hunter Association was merely for protection.
“Alright, can you provide more specific information?” Wen Wen no longer held any expectations for this pig-headed man’s integrity.
“Yes, the carrion demon’s dwelling is erratic, but it doesn’t stray outside the old city district. It sometimes leaves behind some green slime where it passes. Also, be careful, carrion demons can spray highly corrosive bodily fluids…” Sudan Novel Network
“I’ve got what I wanted, so I’ll be leaving.” Wen Wen stood up, ready to leave. Being with Zhu Qipei for any longer was a mental pollution.
Zhu Qipei sat on the sofa, patted Wen Wen’s shoulder, and said, “You’re my friend now. I have a lot of insider information, come visit often!”
“There won’t be a next time.”
Wen Wen disgustedly removed Zhu Qipei’s hand. He felt he should wash his uniform upon returning, not knowing if this pig-head had washed his hands just now. Moreover, he would never eat at Furong Bistro again in his life.
“Come visit often…”
As he reached the doorway, Zhu Qipei’s voice still echoed in Wen Wen’s ears.
After walking out of Furong Bistro, the expression on his face became extremely exaggerated, as if he were laughing wildly, yet also seeming to be weeping.
“It’s just putting together unspeakable videos and videos of pigs mating, what’s so difficult about that, hahahahahaha, hahahaha…”
Passersby saw Wen Wen and instinctively moved far away. Had this man gone mad?
…
The old city district in the north of the city was among the earliest urban constructions in Furong River City, with a history of over a hundred years, but it was now somewhat outdated.
The various municipal facilities here were not as complete as in other parts of the city. The residents were mostly nostalgic elderly people and working people seeking low rent. In any case, there were few wealthy individuals.
And the carrion demon Wen Wen was looking for was here.
Completing Zhu Qipei’s request was disgusting, yes, very disgusting, but for Wen Wen, it was worth it.
The acid sprayed by a carrion demon could completely corrode a creature to nothing. If Wen Wen had this ability, then in the future, when he caught any supernatural creature, he could report to the Hunter Association that the creature had been corroded by him.
This would greatly help him hide the existence of the Disaster Containment Facility.
As for the integrity lost in this process…
How much was integrity worth? If Wen Wen were offered a monster in exchange for running naked down the street, he would curse, complain, feel shame and hesitate, but ultimately, he would still run.
After all, as long as you run fast enough, people won’t be able to see clearly…
And when Lin Zheyuan learned that Wen Wen had been searching for clues in the old city district, he was extremely gratified, even wanting to send a few assistants to help Wen Wen, but Wen Wen refused.
He didn’t want any eyes from the Hunter Association following him, nor did he want Lin Zheyuan to know he was doing private work.
…
The third day of searching for the carrion demon.
Dark clouds obscured the moon, with only a few stars persisting in the sky, emitting light. Wen Wen stood on the rooftop, gazing out at the entire old city district. The cool breeze brushed against his face, causing him to close his eyes comfortably.
Carrion demons were nocturnal, and Wen Wen was also at his best at night. Thus, he had been searching at night for the past few days.
On this rooftop, Wen Wen found some hidden green slime. He dipped a finger in it and sniffed it, then shook his head in disappointment. The slime was not fresh.
The smell of this stale slime was everywhere; it was impossible to find the carrion demon based on it.
The search for the carrion demon was unexpectedly difficult. Wen Wen had initially thought that with his abilities, finding it would be easy once he knew its habits and general range of activity.
But he had failed. It wasn’t that there weren’t enough clues; on the contrary, there were too many, too many for Wen Wen to meticulously track and verify.
To capture the carrion demon, one had to at least find fresh slime. However, despite the many traces here, they were all old, serving no purpose other than to confuse Wen Wen.
Wen Wen even suspected that the carrion demon had already moved out of Furong River City.
Suddenly, Wen Wen’s ears perked up. He heard a cry for help. Could it be that the carrion demon had started attacking people!
He quickly began to sprint between the buildings. With the enhancement of his vampire physique’s speed, Wen Wen could easily leap across buildings not too far apart, just like in the movies.
Soon, he arrived at the source of the cries for help.
“Help! Someone save me!”
A cute girl in a black and white maid outfit with her hair tied in a ponytail was running feebly.
Her cries for help were loud, but the nearby residents had all tightly shut their doors and windows, and not a single one came out to save her.
Although the Hunter Association would erase the memories of ordinary people related to supernatural events, supernatural powers had been rampant for so many years that most ordinary people had developed the habit of never going out late at night.
Behind her, a man in a suit and a middle-aged uncle were chasing her with their mouths wide open, saliva streaming down their chins, their movements extremely peculiar.
On the rooftop, Wen Wen stepped on the railing and surveyed the scene.
“The running posture of those two men is very strange, and there’s a peculiar smell about them, like rotting corpses… and also a repulsive aura. They shouldn’t be human.”
“As for that woman… there are no energy fluctuations on her, so she should be just an ordinary human…”
“She’s also quite pretty, my type, but she feels a bit familiar. Hmm… all beautiful women are pretty much the same.”
“But why is she in a maid outfit? Do such maids still exist in this era? Even if they do, they shouldn’t be in the old city district…”
“Could she be from the cosplay circle?”
Wen Wen didn’t rush to save her but fell into contemplation, fixated on the girl’s attire.