Looking through the gap, Nymelissa's body had been chewed beyond recognition. Several fat and disgusting rats poked their heads out of her bloody abdomen, making angry roars with bared teeth -
Seeing this situation, Ed quickly took two steps back, but the rats refused to let go. They came out from the gap with teeth and claws, their fur exploded like needles, and they rushed towards Ed regardless of their own safety.
One, two, three, four, five... five mice.
Ed raised his cane and struck it, directly smashing the throat of a mouse, and blood sprayed everywhere. After becoming an Extraordinary, his movement accuracy has greatly improved, and a few rats are not a threat at all.
Seeing the tragic death of their companion, the other four showed no fear and continued to launch suicidal attacks on Ed.
Ed knocked one to death with his backhand, kicked another over, and another actually bounced up and flew towards his shoulder, but was shot down by him in the air with his cane.
The last one grabbed hold of his shoe and tried to get into his pants, so Ed quickly poked it with his cane. The mouse that was pinned to the shoe was still resisting desperately, chewing on Ed's leather shoes, leaving a deep tooth mark...
With a twist of the tip of the staff, Ed casually killed it, but a vague doubt arose in his heart.
These rats are not even afraid of humans who are over a hundred times their size, as if they have forgotten what fear is. Although five mad rats do not pose a substantial threat to extraordinary people, if they reach that order of magnitude just now...
Thinking of this, Ed felt the hairs on the back of his hands stand up.
He opened the rotten fence and found a tunnel that could accommodate a person leaning through.
Through the vague remaining details, Ed was able to determine that the dead cat was Nymelissa. It may have discovered this place along the mouse trail, but ended up being killed by the prey.
Curiosity killed the cat... Ed shook his head and sighed.
It seems that these five pounds have nothing to do with me.
He wasn't just sighing for the money. This cat was obviously very important to Mr. Downston. It would be a disgrace to him to return to work in such tatters.
Even if he told Mr. Downston, "Nemelissa was bitten to death by a mouse," Mr. Downston might not believe it, and it might even affect the reputation of the detective agency. Then he would be very sorry for Mr. Eaton.
If only I could investigate the cause of these mice's anomalies...
A bold idea came to mind. It seemed that curiosity not only killed the cat, but also tortured Ed.
Of course, it was impossible to get in rashly. He was not stupid enough to do that.
Although the characteristics of the "Puppet" secret text are not good at frontal combat, the information advantage that the one-eyed spider brings to him is unparalleled.
Ed took out the one-eyed spider tied to his belt, threw it into the tunnel, and then used the "Puppet" secret text to control it to crawl deeper...
Thanks to the unique bright yellow fish-eye perspective of the one-eyed spider, he still has a good vision in the dim light environment of the passage. The paths here are complicated and you will get lost if you are not careful. This reminds Ed of the "Rat Trail" mentioned by Arthur——
The underground network expanded based on ancient elven ruins is used to engage in various illegal activities. Arthur once suspected that the ghouls in the subway massacre entered through the rat trail, and now it seems to be reasonable.
Wandering all the way, he didn't know where he went deep. Suddenly, he saw a blur of light.
The one-eyed spider crawled along the light, and saw a familiar figure holding a lantern walking through the gravel-strewn corridor——
Tia? !
How could my sister be in a place like this?
His heart trembled. Originally, I just wanted to observe this long-famous "Rat Trail", but I never thought about going through this muddy water...
But now he had to go down anyway.
Ed touched the stick-type revolver hidden behind his waist. He took this from the body of the short man and kept it hidden without turning it over.
Mr. Eaton didn't pursue the matter afterward. I don't know whether it was because he acquiesced or because he didn't notice. In short, Ed took an advantage and had an extra means to protect himself——
This thing is naturally useless against swarms of rats, but there is no guarantee that there won't be other dangers down there. This gun has been well maintained. There are still traces of gun oil on the steel surface. There should be no problem with firing normally.
He calmed down, opened the magazine, rotated the safety notch to the loading position, put his finger on the side of the trigger, leaned over and got into the channel...
The tunnel is dark and narrow, and you have to bend down to pass through it in a semi-crouching position. But it was not as damp and rancid as he imagined. On the contrary, he could feel the outside air flowing faintly through the tunnel, caressing the long-standing cracks in the supporting wooden frames and sandstone walls...
It's too dark here.
Ed took out the lighter from his pocket with his right hand, used his thumb to unscrew the lid connected to the copper chain, and rubbed the flint wheel. The flames burst into flames, and the tunnel as thick as thick ink in front of him became brighter.
Ever since he suffered a big loss in the control room, Ed had brought a lighter with him. Even though he didn't smoke, he was always prepared.
In order to catch up with Tia, he passed through the tunnel as quickly as possible, but made some marks on the walls along the way to ensure that he could still return the same way.
As we continue to go deeper into the rat trail, the internal space of the tunnel becomes wider and wider, enough to accommodate people standing and walking. Finally, he found the one-eyed spider hanging on the top of the stone wall, stopping just at the junction of the two T-shapes.
The place where Tia disappeared was on the right, and there was an unknown smell of blood in the air.
Don't let anything happen, don't let anything happen... Ed took back the one-eyed spider, silently chanted and followed quickly.
In the dim light of the fire, he vaguely saw a body lying on the ground——
"Yeah..."
Suddenly, a hand suddenly grabbed Ed's throat and pushed him against the wall. Under the terrifying force and speed, Ed only had time to make a sound from his throat before he was completely suppressed.
He even had a premonition that as long as the other party exerted force, his neck would snap like a rubber band.
If he died in such a ghost place, I'm afraid even the Divine Bureau would not be able to find his body.
Ed was about to raise his hand and pull the trigger to fight to the death, but found a pair of familiar eyes reflected in the lighter——
The flames were bright, like golden aurora flowing under the dark purple night.
"Ed...?"
