"Boom!"

At this moment, a cloud of blue mist suddenly exploded around the fallen figure, and in an instant, the thick smoke enveloped most of the room.

Puff!

The bullet seemed to hit some hard object, and then there was a crashing sound from the window not far away.

With the shattering of glass, it seemed that something broke through the window and fell to the ground.

Henrik had already stood up, he didn't even aim, the muscles in his arm trembled, and he fired two shots in succession.

Kaka!

The collision sound made Henrik's face change, he obviously missed the real target.

Roar!

Accompanied by the foul-smelling roar, Henrik's pupils shrank slightly, and most of the bookshelves roared and smashed towards him in the blue smoke.

Henrik quickly dodged to one side, and even while dodging, he still did not forget to fire two shots, sealing the space around the bookshelf.

Accompanied by the crackling sound of the board breaking, a figure rushed out at an extremely fast speed, but his target was not Henrik who was still avoiding to the side, but the door that opened not far away.

And Roger standing at the door!

All this happened so fast, from when Roger entered the room to when the figure roared towards him, only a few seconds passed, and Roger hadn't even reacted yet.

Seeing someone rushing in front of him, he subconsciously drew out his dagger, instead of blocking it, he assumed an offensive posture!

The elven short knife technique is a very lethal stab.

By rushing forward, exerting force from the thigh and waist, he sent the dagger into the opponent's heart at an extremely fast speed!

In the dark, Roger couldn't see the other party's appearance clearly, but saw a pair of beast-like pupils in the lightning and flint.

But at this moment, a violent roar came.

"Get out of the way!"

"Get out of the way!!"

There was a blur in front of his eyes, and afterimages flashed by. Hearing Henrik's voice, Roger didn't have time to think, and the dagger in his hand had no time to change his moves. He spun around and dragged the dagger in mid-air.

In the next second, a violent force passed along the blade!

Click!

The dagger in his hand cracked at the sound, and Roger flew upside down like a scarecrow, slamming his body hard against the distant wall.

"What kind of monster is this?!"

Roger was so frightened that he was sweating coldly. At that moment just now, he just subconsciously followed the instinct of his body.

If he reacted a little slower, or if he made a mistake in his judgment, then Roger would already be a corpse.

The current Roger is more than a star and a half stronger than when he was on the island, but even so, he was almost killed in a face-to-face.

Moreover, the opponent was shot by Henrik just now.

"How are you?!"

Henrik yelled.

"Somewhat out of strength."

Before Roger finished speaking, Henrik followed with his pistol gripped tightly.

After hesitating for a moment, Roger gritted his teeth and followed closely.

Rushing down from the second floor, Henrik saw Roger following behind, his expression changed, "What are you doing here, are you making trouble?"

"If I don't follow you, what if the monster turns around and kills me?!"

Roger grumbled angrily.

"Etf!"

"Why are you so afraid of death?"

"You only have one life, aren't you afraid?" No matter what Henrik said, Roger made up his mind to follow him.

In previous life movies, quite a few people were transferred to death because they left alone, and Roger felt that it was better to be more cautious.

This monster is really strong today, but Roger feels that as long as he gives himself some time to improve his physical fitness and fighting skills, the next time he meets, he might be the winner.

"Follow if you can!"

Henrik said something angrily, and speeded up.

A few minutes later, looking at the empty and quiet street, Henrik stopped helplessly.

"Cunning thing, just a little bit!"

"Sigh... I can't catch up, that guy ran away."

"Let's go back."

Not long after, the two returned to the manor again.

Sherman's manor is relatively remote, there are no other residents around, and Henrik's muzzle is equipped with a muffler, so when they return to the manor, what happened here is still unknown to the outside world.

A big hole was broken in the window, and the snow-white curtain was pulled by the night wind and floated in the air, looking like a floating ghost from a distance.

Only then did Roger notice the smell of blood in the room.

Next to the desk near the fireplace, Sherman's right hand was propped on the table, the dagger in his hand pierced his neck, blood dripped down his chest, and formed a large puddle on the ground.

He opened his eyes wide in horror, filled with doubts, shock and despair before dying.

"He was killed during the attack?" Roger was a little uncertain.

"But the look in his eyes... doesn't make sense."

"What's wrong with that?"

Henrik found a hidden compartment behind the fallen bookshelf, and pulled out a few handbags from it. Roger glanced over and noticed the eye-catching triangle logo on the title page.

"Sure enough, it's the guy from the Three Holy Spirits. It seems that there is another internal strife."

Henrik rummages through his handbags.

"I found it, it really is him."

He handed Roger a piece of paper, "Recall, do you have any impression?"

Roger looked at the symbols and words on it, and was a little hesitant for a while. He just glanced at it briefly, and the flames burned most of it.

"I am not sure."

Henrik analyzed the ritual in his hands.

"What's the specific situation, try it tomorrow and find out."

"Try what?" Asked Roger.

Henrik smiled, but didn't answer.

"Clean up the traces we left behind, and leave the rest to the police."

"Give it to the police?"

"What else?" Henrik yawned.

"It's a good thing there's no one else in the house, otherwise we'd be in big trouble."

Erasing some unnecessary traces, the two returned the same way and left the manor. After all this trouble, most of the night has passed.

Until lying on the bed, Roger still felt a little unbelievable.

He had always wanted to find an opportunity to get close to Sherman, and then find out the truth of the matter, but the sudden turning point made Roger unacceptable.

There are indications that Sherman is the mastermind of the beast attack, and now that he is dead, it seems that everything is over.

What about tonight's mystery man?

It's Sherman's accomplice...

Roger was startled, and sat up suddenly from the bed.

Ivy?

"That woman is so strong?!"

Fortunately, Henrik was with him tonight. If he sneaked into Sherman's manor by himself, tsk tsk, it would be a lot of fun.

His heart was ups and downs, he didn't continue to meditate, all kinds of thoughts were intertwined in his mind, and Roger fell asleep in a daze.

Early the next morning, Andrine knocked on Roger's door, and she handed Roger some banknotes.

"In a while, you go to the restaurant at the street corner for dinner. I have something to do, so I can't see you off."

After a few words of advice, Andrine left in a hurry, looking in the direction, as if she was planning to go to Sherman's estate.

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