"Thank you for your patronage, the total is 203."
Under the astonished gaze of the waitress, Kieran paid the bill and walked out.
The waitress had seen a lot of gluttons in her life, but it was a first for her to see someone like Kieran.
On top of that, it seemed like Kieran placed all his passion on food and didn't care about anything else.
At least, from the start to the end, the waitress didn't notice that Kieran had the intention to pay for Mier.
Not a gentleman?
A stingy person's heart had always held equality between men and women.
Where did the 'treat' come from?
Even among Kieran's friends, only Starbeck and Lawless had the privilege of being treated by Kieran. As for the others?
Thinking too much.
There was no such thing.
Dak, Dak, Dak.
Hurried footsteps caught up to Kieran again.
Mier was still chasing after Kieran with a smile on her face. She didn't show any dissatisfaction because of Kieran's stingy actions just now. Quite the opposite, she thought it was normal.
After all, Kieran was a Demon Hunter.
A lone hero that wandered in the dark!
Becoming a hero like that was Mier's dream since young!
Therefore, she learned the Demon Hunter's way of doing things from rumors, learning how to do things that were strange and unbelievable to commoners.
In the eyes of Eiders' upper class, Mier was a crazy woman.
In the eyes of Eiders' commoners, Mier became a girl who ate a lot and behaved like a man.
However, with her beautiful face and impressive body, Mier had no lack of suitors.
As a matter of fact, there were a lot of them.
Looking at one's face was a common practice in every world.
Those who were born with good looks were similar to those with superpowers, they would always receive preferential treatment under the same conditions.
However, ever since Mier stripped three of her noisy suitors and tossed them into the river, the situation drastically improved.
Still, it didn't mean Mier didn't receive attention.
Whenever Mier appeared, there would be gazes on her and the people around her would receive attention as well.
Mier knew it in her heart.
Therefore, when she saw Kieran raise a brow, she spoke.
"My people have news."
Follow me. "
Mier said as she hurried into an alley on the side.
Kieran hurried to catch up.
He didn't mind achieving his goal in a less laborious way.
Inside the alleyway, a man in casual clothes was standing straight out of habit. He had been waiting for a long time, and when he saw Mier walk in, he walked over right away.
"Consultant, we've checked the person you're looking for. It should be Smith."
The man sized up Kieran as he spoke, and when he saw the [Extreme Night] hanging on Kieran's waist, his gaze turned vigilant.
However, with Mier around, he didn't say anything.
"Where is he?"
Mier asked straightforwardly.
"Missing!"
"The day after he came back from the fire, he handed in his resignation letter."
"This is all we have on Smith."
As the man spoke, he handed a leather bag to Mier.
When Mier waved, the man turned around and left. When he walked past Kieran, he gave Kieran a warning gaze.
Kieran didn't care about the gaze, his eyes were on the leather bag.
Kieran wasn't surprised by Smith's disappearance.
Since Smith was involved in this incident, if Smith was still at work, Kieran would have to reconsider the role that Smith represented.
"Are we going to his house?
Or? "
Mier didn't even look at the leather bag and passed it to Kieran.
Likewise, Mier was prepared for Smith's disappearance a long time ago.
Of course, she was confident that she could find him again.
Regardless of whether they were alive or dead.
Kieran didn't answer right away. He took out the documents from the leather bag and saw a picture on top of a stack of documents.
A pale young man. Even when he was in the picture, he was expressionless and gave off a quiet vibe.
The information on the young man was very simple.
He had been working in the fire station for 5 years. He didn't make a single mistake in the past 5 years, nor did he make any contributions. In people's eyes, he was a transparent person.
He didn't join any gatherings or activities and didn't have any friends in his life.
It was as if he was born with autism.
Or rather, he was hiding some secrets and purposely became like this.
"Let's go to his house."
Kieran made up his mind.
"I'll lead the way.
I know the shortcut. "
Mier glanced at the address on the document and jumped over the wall at the end of the alley.
Kieran didn't mind at all and followed behind her.
Just like what Mier said, it was a shortcut.
Two minutes later, Mier stopped and stood behind an apartment building. She didn't seem to have any intention of entering the building. She went up the iron stairs on the side of the building.
704。
Smith's room number.
Holding the key from the leather bag, Mier wanted to open the door.
However, at the next moment, her collar was grabbed by Kieran and she was dragged aside by an irresistible force.
Then …
Bang!
Dozens of small bullets flew out, turning 704's door into a hornet's nest. The remaining bullets hit the wall on the other side of the corridor.
Amid the flying stone shards, Mier, who was dragged aside by Kieran, started to retaliate.
A silver revolver pulled the trigger again and again.
Bang, Bang, Bang!
The bullet from the revolver drilled through the bullet hole on the door of Room 704 and accurately hit the man inside the room.
"Hmph!"
A painful grunt later, the armed man started to retaliate.
Bang!
Another shotgun blast.
This time, the door of 704 was completely destroyed.
It also allowed Mier to get a clear look at the armed man inside the room.
His face and hair were pale and his eyes were bloodshot. There was an obvious bullet hole on his body but he didn't seem to feel it. Instead, he showed a vicious smile at Mier.
As a reply, Mier raised her gun and fired again.
Bang!
The grinning gunman had his head smashed into pieces just like that.
Mier blew at the muzzle of her gun.
She turned around and looked at Kieran, hoping to see an appreciative gaze.
But to her disappointment, not only did she not get any appreciative gaze, even Kieran was nowhere to be seen.
…
A guy who looked very similar to the one who was holding the shotgun just now was climbing up the wall of the apartment like a monkey.
Two breaths later, he climbed up from the seventh floor to the top floor.
However, the moment he reached the top floor, his body shivered.
The person he didn't want to see the most appeared in front of him.
Still, he followed the etiquette and bowed to the man.
You've already exceeded your reading limit for today. If you want to read more, please log in.
Login
Select text and click 'Report' to let us know about any bad translation.
