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"Okay, the nasty guy is gone."

Taking his eyes away from the back of the witcher's departure, [Sai Gong] shook the empty wine glass in his hand.

The next second, the red wine with a strange aroma reappeared in the wine glass.

The Demon God turned his head to look at Spike and Amanda who were on the side, nodded slightly and said.

"Sorry for letting you see such an ugly farce."

"So, Spike, what's your purpose in coming to the bar this time?"

Facing the question of [Sai Gong], Spike's eyes fell on the messy scene in the bar box.

Under his gaze, the broken and messy tables and chairs in the box returned to their original positions, as if everything that had just happened was just an illusion.

Curving the corners of his mouth, revealing a wry smile, Spike looked at the demon in front of him and replied.

"If I said that my purpose was for the witcher who was just here, would you believe it?"

"..."

Shaking the red wine glass in his hand, he silently stared at Spike for a while, and [Sai Gong] suddenly grinned and said with a smile.

"I believe, why not."

"So, at that moment, do you feel a little pity Spike, if the witcher's bullet really hits me, then I will be banished to hell, then the contract between me and you will also be ineffective..."

"To be honest, I do have some regrets."

To this, Spike's answer was surprisingly "honest."

"You sure are an interesting guy, Spike."

Looking at the psychic master's blue eyes, the smile on the corner of [Sai Gong]'s mouth became more obvious.

Shaking the red wine glass in his hand, there seems to be a looming face.

...

"Whoo~"

Come out of the bar, although this is not the first time Amanda has seen the true face of [Sai Gong].

But the moment she saw the other party in the box revealing her true face as a demon, her heart couldn't help but jump up wildly.

Compared with the power of the demon gods, human beings are too fragile after all.

Just thinking of the confrontation between the witcher and the devil.

Even a powerful demon like [Sai Gong] had to back down when faced with the threat of a demon hunter.

Amanda's heart couldn't help but have some subtle emotions.

"How much do you know about witchers, Spike?"

Taking a deep breath, Amanda looked at the psychic who also came out of the bar with her, and couldn't help asking.

"I don't know much."

In the face of Amanda's question, Spike shook his head slightly and replied with consideration.

"I only know that the existence of demon hunters has been very ancient, and at the same time, it is also a group of very dangerous beings. In order to destroy monsters and demons, demon hunters often take extreme methods. They transform their bodies to gain more powerful strength. This certainly makes witchers far superior to ordinary people when fighting against evil forces, but it also makes it easier for them to fall into evil..."

"However, as far as I know, if the remaining demon hunters in this world are extremely rare, most of them have already died in a certain war, and the remaining demon hunters have lost their inheritance. It is impossible to continue to train new witchers to be born."

From Spike's description, Amanda glimpses part of the witcher's history.

She thought of Geralt's appearance. The huge scar on the other's left eye also seemed to reflect the witcher's war from the side.

Maybe it's the big purge.

...

"I saw……"

BSI headquarters, in the team's office.

The fortune-teller Joey was muttering to himself with the crystal ball in his hand.

Across from him, the rest of the team, Phil, Angela, and Detective Monday watched it all in earnest.

"In the near future, you will encounter a life-and-death crisis, not in America but farther away..."

"It looks like you are all free?"

Back at the BSI headquarters, looking at the team members sitting in front of Joey, Amanda couldn't help raising her eyebrows and said expressionlessly.

"Boss?"

"Boss, when did you come back..."

Hearing Amanda's voice, Detective Phil and the others, who had been listening to the divination content attentively, immediately woke up like a dream.

They looked at Amanda who appeared behind them at some point, and Spike, who shrugged at several people behind Amanda, with embarrassment on their faces.

This embarrassment is like being caught by the boss while fishing for fish at work.

"I didn't expect that it wasn't long before I went out, and you seem to be so familiar with each other."

His eyes swept across the team, especially on Agent Zhou.

If it's the other members of the team, Amanda can still understand.

However, with such an experienced and outstanding team member as Detective Zhou, Amanda couldn't believe it.

"I just want to listen to it and see that there are no clues useful for investigation in his divination."

In response to Amanda's scrutinizing gaze, Detective Zhou gave reasons expressionlessly.

Thanks to the professional attitude that Detective Zhou has always shown, Amanda nodded and reluctantly believed the reason he gave.

He turned to look at the other two members.

"Spike has said that the power of the fortune-teller is real."

Under the gaze of Amanda's oppressive eyes, Agent Phil and Angela resolutely confessed and obediently revealed what had just happened.

"So ~www.readwn.com~ we wanted to try it out and see if it was true."

"Just now, the fortune-teller predicted that Phil would be unlucky from the crystal ball. As a result, not long after the fortune-telling ended, Phil accidentally fell to the ground, and even his clothes were hooked with a big hole..."

"It's true, boss."

In Angela's explanation, Agent Phil took out his changed clothes, gestured for the hole in his waist with his hand, and said in a somewhat excited tone.

"It's not just me, many detectives who divination here have encountered all kinds of unfortunate things later, I'm not bad, there is an unfortunate guy, because he doesn't believe in the content of the divination, the result is a I accidentally fell down the stairs and hit the minister who came up, and I'm still writing reports in the minister's office."

It is precisely because there are so many examples that fortune-tellers can indeed predict fortunes that the team members are so exaggerated.

After listening to the descriptions of Angela and Agent Phil, Amanda turned her head and glanced at Joey with an inscrutable expression in front of the crystal ball.

The originally wrinkled face couldn't help but become hesitant.