Chapter 104: Small Town

The man holding a pretty good gun, at least as a shotgun, it has powerful firepower and can cause fatal damage to large animals in one shot. It's just that the man with the gun couldn't stop shaking his hands, and his shouting voice was trembling.

And unfortunately for him, his gun was pointed at the wrong person.

Helena pressed down the barrel of the gun without saying a word, kicked the opponent's calf with her left foot, and pulled out the gun body at the moment the opponent fell to his knees, and the muzzle turned to withstand the man's chin. The man was so frightened that his face was dusty, he knelt on the ground with his hands high, stammered with his almost knotted tongue, and said, "Forgive... forgive me..."

Sisko showed sympathy, shook his head and said, "Why bother, man? Pointing a shotgun at her may be one of the stupid things you've ever done in your life."

Helena gave him a blank look, and then looked up and down at the man he restrained. This is a clean man, middle-aged and slightly fat, with a dark red bow tie on a white shirt. Helena analyzed a lot of information from him in just two seconds, and quickly extracted the useful part.

Suddenly she calmed down, put down the shotgun, turned the gun body upside down, and returned it to the man. She smiled and said, "Sorry to scare you. Are you the manager here?"

The man took the gun stupidly and nodded.

"Relax, what I just did was out of self-defense, I have no intention of hurting you, sir." Helena said politely, "We just came to find a friend. We lost contact, but I know he lives in this hostel. ."

The man looked at Helena cautiously, feeling a little settled. He was completely frightened by the girl's cold expression and fierce skills just now, and when she smiled, he realized that the girl was quite beautiful and revealed a certain involuntary intimacy.

"If possible, can it be convenient for me to check if he is here?"

The man nodded: "Okay, I'll take a look for you."

He turned to the back of the counter in the lobby, pulled out a large booklet wrapped in a cover from below, and asked, "Your friend, what is his name?"

"Ray Isaac," Helena poked her head over on the counter, "I am also an American, in her fifties."

"Ray Isaac, let me see...ah, yes." The manager picked up the large booklet, turned it around, and pointed to one of the registration messages and handed it to Helena. "Room 204 , On the second floor, you can go up the stairs on the left."

"Okay, thank you." Helena said, paused, and then asked, "Oh, yes, do you mind telling us what happened here? Why is there no shadow everywhere outside? I see that every house has tight doors and windows. Shut, is there something coming?"

The manager took a deep breath, pale as if thinking of something terrible. He lowered his voice and whispered: "Since you don't know at all, it may not be until today that you went to the island. Cortron Island is not usually like this."

He walked around the counter, hunched over to the entrance of the hall with a somewhat awkward movement, and carefully closed the door.

"You don't know." He whispered, "This town is entangled by evil spirits."

"I knew it!" Sisko exclaimed, and after he brought Helena's impatient eyes, he closed his mouth honestly.

Seeing Helena, the manager didn't seem to be very convinced, and said anxiously: "What I said is true! At first it was just a rumor that there were creatures from hell walking in the forest after nightfall. They searched for all living animals and bit them into pieces. Later, some people really started to disappear. Some bold tourists entered the woods over there and never came out for a few days. There were even strange howlings like wolves in the woods in the middle of the night two days ago-and the locals Everyone knows that there are no wolves on this island, and that may be a pet brought by a demon.

In the past two days, there were various ghosts wandering the streets outside. Some people saw some terrifying silhouettes through the windows. They all said that it was definitely not a creature that exists on earth. This place has no doubt. Cursed. People were terrified. Everyone wanted to leave the island, but no one dared to cross that jungle. "

"We just came from the forest over there." Helena frowned and said, "There is nothing in there."

The manager's face changed suddenly, he subconsciously took a half step back, and looked at her for a moment with a look between the sympathy and fear of the dying person. He hesitated, and said, "If there is nothing, it is naturally best. But you better be careful, foreigners. Because you...may have been targeted."

Helena didn't take the manager's words seriously, but Sisko was obviously a little scared. As they walked up the stairs, he couldn't help but whispered in her ear: "Hey, do you think what he said is true?"

"I think? It should be." Helena replied casually.

Sisko's face paled: "Please be kidding, I think my heart can't take it anymore."

"I'm serious." Helena returned to her expressionless look after leaving the manager outside. "You can see what the situation is outside, and he said that someone is missing. This shouldn't be fake." After a pause, she said again: "But the part about gods and ghosts, you know I never believed it."

"So you're saying that someone is playing tricks behind?" Sisko felt a little relieved.

"I didn't say it was a'human'." Helena's words made his face dusty again, "Although I don't believe in demons and monsters, I have seen a lot of incidents such as superhuman beings, aliens and even related magic. Which part will be involved if you are not sure every time."

While they were talking, the two had stepped on the simple floor and walked into the corridor on the second floor. The soft carpet creaked with their footsteps. The two came to door 204. Helena reached out and knocked on the door, but no one responded for a long time.

"Maybe he is out," Sisko said.

"Maybe."

Helena took out a simple unlocking device from her belt and opened the door of the room. The door was pushed open, and the scent of air freshener rushed from the dark room. The curtains in the room were only half closed, and the bright moonlight cast from the half of the window on the white bed and dark red carpet. .

A standard single suite only has basic appliances such as TV, chair and single bed. The room looked spotless, with no wrinkles on the white sheets, and it seemed that no one had ever slept.

"Maybe the information is wrong, Dr. Isaac didn't come here at all?" Sisko said with a grimace, "We don't have to go to the other side of the woods to find him, right? Seriously, we have to. Is it not possible to enter that wood?"

"Be quiet."

Helena had roughly surveyed the entire room while she was talking, and found an ultra-thin notebook when she opened the desk drawer. She laid the computer flat on the desk, opened the screen and pressed the start button.

"Is that the doctor's computer?" Sisko asked, looking at the screen with her.

"should be."

The startup interface appeared on the screen, and a few seconds later, a dialog box for entering the user password popped up. Helena frowned, and pulled out a data cable from her waist to connect the computer to the mobile terminal on her wrist.

She used her five fingers to operate on the floating screen of the wrist computer, and data and codes scrolled across her interface like a swipe. The input frequency of her five fingers is getting faster and faster, and the huge amount of data on the screen scrolls, but her expression is getting more and more solemn.

"I can try." Sisko reminded, "I should be able to help with the hacker."

Helena shook her head and unplugged the data cable: "The risk is too great. The hard disk of this computer is like a fortress with live ammunition. Any tough cracking attempt may cause it to be destroyed directly. If I can contact the headquarters, Borrowing the support of the technical department should be able to handle it relatively safely...but now no signal can fly out of this hell island, we can only rely on ourselves.

She frowned when she said, staring at the white dialog box on the computer screen and lost her thoughts: "There must be some other way..."

"Uh...Huntress?"

"Wait, just be quiet."

"No, this...maybe you should take a look."

Sisko's voice was trembling almost deformed, and it sounded like he had seen a ghost. Helena turned her head back, her breathing almost stopped in an instant.

It's hard to tell what was standing at the door-it had a dark shell, dark red eyes, and looked like a standing quadruped. It buckled its waist, and an unknown liquid was flowing from its mouth, dripping onto the carpet in the room. Its body blocked most of the door, and the light in the corridor penetrated through the gap. With the only light, it seemed that its sharp claws were stained with red blood.

Sisko swallowed, "...Do you still think there are no demons?"