Demon Hunter and His Hut - Chapter 19

Chapter 19 Contact

The island in the distance is in sight.

A majestic figure appeared on the bow of the ship, wearing an ordinary work uniform on him, and he looked tense. He paced anxiously on the bow, looking in the direction of the island from time to time.

“Grig, you are too anxious, relax a little, this is just an ordinary task.”

A woman’s voice came.

The speaker was a middle-aged woman, she looked about 40 years old, with short golden hair, thin cheeks and looked very capable.

The weather and labor of the years have left deep marks on her face, but her figure is well maintained. It can be seen that she was definitely a popular beauty when she was young.

“What if that guy runs away?”

The big man named Greg said gruffly.

He has a burly figure and thick beard, and his face alone will definitely make people think of thugs for the first time.

“Relax, buddy.”

“This is an isolated island, where can he go without a boat?”

“Can you fly with a pair of wings?”

Another voice came. This was an old man in his 50s with a flushed face.

“The only boat on the island was chopped to pieces in the previous storm. Since then, the guy has hardly left the island.”

“But did you make a mistake?”

The old man asked suspiciously.

“As far as I know, Kant is a good guy. Although he is withdrawn, he is actually a cold-hearted person.”

“Working on the island for so many years, there have been no mistakes, saying that such an honest guy will kill.”

The old man shook his head.

“I won’t believe it.”

“what do you know?!”

Greg said gruffly, “I have been a policeman for so many years and have seen too many vicious criminals. I tell you, it is often the honest people you think are the most hated perverts!”

“Those guys usually hide in the crowd, and only show their fangs at certain times!”

“hehe.”

The old man gave a chuckle.

“Come on, Greg.”

“I watched you grow up. Where did any perverted murderers happen in our bay town?”

“The last murder case dates back to three years ago.”

Greg’s face swelled, and he still forcefully defended, “I have touched many files in my work, and there are many records in it.”

The next two people talked about everything from Greg’s embarrassment to the town’s public security, but they were too noisy.

But at this moment, the face of the helpless blond woman standing next to her changed suddenly.

“Shut up!”

“Look at it!”

She stretched out her hand and the two quarrelling looked in the direction.

They were against the light, the hot sun shining on their eyes, but even so, the three of them could still clearly see the scorched lighthouse standing on the island.

“Full speed ahead!”

The old man jumped into the wheelhouse and pushed the ship’s speed to the limit.

At the same time, Roger removed the pendant hanging near the lighthouse. He put the pendant around his neck, carefully simulating his next various performances in his mind.

Seeing the fast approaching boat, he silently cheered himself up.

“Roger, please start your performance!”

After thinking about it again and again, Roger decided to try his best not to distort the facts too much. In the past few days, he hasn’t organized his appearance very much, so the whole person looks down and down and dirty.

After a bit of emotions, Roger pretended to be a survivor, stumbled and ran to the docked boat, screaming loudly as he ran:

“There is a boat! There is a boat!”

“Saved, I am finally saved!”

But at this moment, Roger saw a burly figure on the ship suddenly pull out a pistol, and the black hole pointed its muzzle at his chest.

“Don’t move!”

“Stand in place!”

Roger looked dumbfounded, what about the rescue? What about the supply ship?

What is this unfolding?

“Put down the gun!”

“Look carefully, he’s still a kid!”

A stern female voice came.

Roger followed the fame and saw a blond woman leaping off the boat and striding towards him on the shore.

The woman’s beautiful face was filled with concern, and she opened her hands to make herself look as non-threatening as possible.

“Listen to me, children, we have no malice.”

She turned her head and pointed to the logo on the ship, “As you can see, this is a supply ship. My companion is too nervous, don’t worry.”

While talking, she gesticulated frantically, beckoning Greg to put away the gun in her hand.

Slowly approaching Roger, “My name is Andrine, how about you?”

A trace of doubt flashed in Roger’s eyes, and a vigilance suddenly rose in his heart, because the woman in front of him and the man on the ship behaved a little strangely, and they really didn’t look like the crew on the ship.

But he still replied according to the pre-set lines: “Me?”

“I only remember my name is Roger, and the rest… I can’t remember anything.”

While talking, he put on a painful look while holding his head.

“A victim?”

Andrin sighed quietly, then continued to ask, “Are you alone on the island?”

“Where is the weather surveyor at the lighthouse?”

“You mean Kant?”

There was a panic on Roger’s face, “He saved me, but then… later, it caught fire, a big fire!”

“I dare not come near there, I never saw him again!”

A cry was squeezed out of his throat, and Roger swears that he has already used his acting skills to the limit at this time.

“Quick, Greg!”

Andrin waved her hands frantically. Hearing her order, Greg jumped off the boat and washed ashore, then ran to the lighthouse quickly.

Andrine looked gentle, “Don’t worry, Roger, you are saved, and you can follow our boat back to town in a while. I think it won’t be long before you can return home to your parents.”

Having said this, a trace of unnaturalness flashed across her face, and she quickly returned to normal.

It didn’t take long for Greg, with a disgraced face, to run back.

His face was solemn.

“I found a charred body, it should be Kant, damn it, did this guy commit suicide by arson?”

Greg clenched his fists, caught a murderer and found a murderer’s corpse, whether it was a reward or spread, the effect was completely different.

“Hey, boy, you have been with that Kant, have you found anything?”

Roger shrank back with a look of fear, and Andrin stepped forward and stopped in front of Roger.

“Pay attention to your tone, he is a child, not your prisoner!”

Greg smiled awkwardly, “Well, I’m too nervous, I just think it’s a bit strange. Judging from his performance in killing Nick, it doesn’t seem to be suicidal…”

Seeing Andrin’s sharp eyes, Greg seemed to understand something and silently closed his mouth.

Roger, who was standing behind Andrin, showed a trace of sorrow in his eyes.

“What did they find? It looks like they came to capture Kant.”

The information in his mind was rearranged, and Roger thought about the next response.