DNF Meets Harry Potter

It may be because there are too many missing people in Innsmouth, which attracted the attention of the higher authorities, and two investigators were specially sent here.

But it is estimated that these two people will die quietly after stepping into Innsmouth, and maybe there will be no dregs left. After all, who would have thought that a town would be full of monsters?

"I said uncle, I should say this to you in reverse. This is not a place for people like you to come. If you don't want to die in a foreign land, you should leave as soon as possible..."

Carl stood beside the grassy road, smiling sweetly at the man, his voice was very soft, but the words he said made the man feel extremely harsh.

uncle? Died in a foreign land? !

Which unscrupulous parent taught this kid a vocabulary. He, Nick O'Connor, is only 30 years old this year, and the girls usually call him handsome. How did this kid become an uncle? !

"Hey, brat! You can eat indiscriminately, but you can't talk indiscriminately!"

The handsome man looked a little unhappy and said.

"How old are you now, don't you have any idea?"

Carl had a contemptuous expression on his face, and he didn't let go of his mouth at all.

"Okay, Nick. What's wrong with children, and I think what he said is right, you are thirty this year, why are you pretending to be young..."

The woman in the red dress beside Nick covered her mouth and began to expose his shorts with a smile. Her long blond hair hung down to her waist, and a string of diamond necklaces on her white jade-like neck gleamed slightly in the sun.

She had green eyes as beautiful as Karl's, and though set in a reserved face, they were restless, shrewd, and full of life, like her adorned face. The gauges are totally out of proportion.

"Look, the aunt who is with you can't stand it anymore."

Carl chuckled, he thought this pair of live treasures was quite amusing.

"Ah~ Auntie?"

The smile on the face of the woman in the red dress gradually disappeared, and the originally bright and clear green eyes became cold, as cold as steel that had just been quenched.

"Cute little ghost, sister, I will give you another chance to reorganize the language..."

The woman in the red dress still had a pretty smile, if one ignored her cracking joints and unfriendly eyes.

emmm, it's still pretty...

The man named Nick next to him covered his mouth with his hands, his face flushed red. But he didn't dare to laugh, otherwise his end might be miserable...

Karl realized that he had said something wrong, and the woman looked not very annoying, so he quickly changed his words: "Sorry, sister, it's my brother's fault..."

"That's good."

The woman stopped what she was doing.

"Nick, you can laugh out loud if you want to, but I can't guarantee your final fate."

The woman in the red skirt snorted coldly and looked at Nick with a half-smile.

"Sao~Au~Rui, Alia..."

Nick immediately regained his composure and apologized to Alia, the woman in the red dress, whom he said.

"Okay, kid, where did you run away from home? You should go home quickly. Many people have disappeared in this place, and there have been no clues. Be careful when traffickers see you and sell you to the underworld. to the coal mine."

Aliya straightened her expression, squatted down to be at the same height as Karl, and said to him solemnly.

"Do you know where this is? You rushed here to deliver the head. If you hadn't met me, you might not survive here for three days. You have thick calluses on your index fingers and thumbs. You should have pulled the trigger for many years." Grinded out, and if I'm not mistaken, you both should have two pistols on your body."

"Which department are you from? FBI?"

Karl also put away his original hippie smile, looked at the fair skin of the woman named Alia inadvertently revealed, and said in a flat tone.

Aliya's face changed suddenly, and in the next second, a pistol was already on Karl's head.

Carl: "???"

Is this a fickle woman?

"Yes, very strong. Your innate instinct to quickly draw a gun in the face of unknown threats is a bit strong. If you learn more systematically, you should be able to reach the level of that crazy woman like Kelly."

Although the gun was already on his head, Carl didn't panic in the slightest.

Because, he can bet that there is no bullet in Aliya's gun...

As a dimension walker, the power to control time and space is so capricious!

"Tell me, who are you, which organization do you belong to, what is your purpose, and who is Kelly?"

Aliya said slowly, word by word, she was extremely calm now.

During her career as an agent, she has already provoked many enemies, and the methods of those crazy organizations should not be too vicious. She has been assassinated three times by seemingly harmless children.

Nick next to him also changed his face. Although they are usually very funny, they are never ambiguous when it comes to critical moments. This is also an important reason why they can survive until now.

They are emotionless killing machines when they are out of work, but they are also enjoying the beauty of life during the holidays.

Investigating the inexplicable disappearance of a large number of people near Innsmouth is the last mission of the couple. After they are done, they can really start their retirement life and enjoy the rest of their time.

"Kelly? She is a lunatic who is black-hearted, shameless, and likes to risk her life. But also, she is much better than the two of you. She can probably sweep Innsmouth by herself."

When Aliya mentioned Kaili, Carl smacked his lips, his eyes drifted a little, as if he was recalling his broken black-eyed magic wand of Jie·Yeyu. While he concedes that the two may be very good at guns and hand-to-hand combat, the world is more about magic than science. Two ordinary people who are not proficient in occultism dare to enter Innsmouth. Isn't this the old birthday star eating arsenic-does he think his life is too long?

It's not the sky-sweeping wing and the scarlet rose teaming up to brush the sea train together.

Although they are all fish-headed monsters, there is still a big gap in essence. Although the group of murlocs and pirates are not as ugly as the deep divers, they also have the curse of mental pollution. But these two are not the wandering gunmen after the second sleep.

Among the COC investigators, how many survived to the end of their lives? Most of them were blood sacrificed by the cultists, and a few were unable to bear the mental pollution and became lunatics. It is estimated that less than one percent of them could retire safely in the end.

Karl himself felt that during this trip to Innsmouth, as long as he made a mistake in the operation, he would probably be unable to bear it. The thought of a town of deep divers chasing him makes him shudder.

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