Gods and the Man Who Wants to Kill Gods

"Do you have to leave so quickly?" Best's face was slightly wrinkled, she didn't think that this matter needed to be so urgent, and they had to wait for the results of Mel's side to understand and investigate the disappearance.

"If the victim does enter the swamp, obviously the sooner we are, the better, and the artifact, as strong as it may seem in the city, the swamp has always been tolerant to death, and if it is a few days late, I am afraid that the physical evidence will disappear. "Bell has his own reasons.

"Why are you so sure the victim is in the swamp?" Best did know that Bell had his own source of information, but she still wanted to ask about it.

"Because I've talked to the loachfaces, they're hiding something, at least it's definitely related to our victims, and I suspect that there are definitely more than so few missing people in Olgley, the workers who came to explore for oil, to refine ore, to the homeless people who crouched down the bridges, to the adventurers who came for the sake of a new species, I don't think we're facing an ordinary case of disappearances right now. "

"I see, be careful yourself, Bell. Best didn't continue to persuade. "I know you have your reasons, but don't get carried away for personal reasons. "Best knew Bell, and she understood that Bell's insistence was definitely not for such a high-sounding reason. "We, especially Vernay, are worried about you. "

"I know, it's just that there are some things that I really need to have an explanation. Bell hung up, and he turned to look at Kent. "Ready?".

"Ready, but is it really enough for just two of us?" Kent was a former native and knew a certain amount about swamps. "Neither of us may be short enough for alligators. "

Bell did not respond.

Dusk didn't actually affect the swamp, it was always lying calmly, the revelry of humus in tens of thousands of acres of muddy water was silent and pungent, and the smell of sulfur permeated the body, at least in Kent's opinion, which was definitely a sign of rejection.

Bell and Kent borrowed the swamp boats that were standing in the police station, amphibious, and as an area backed by marshes, they did have some peculiarities that set them apart from other places.

Kent looked at Bell with some hesitation, but he didn't speak, just hinted at his reluctance to move forward with his eyes.

Despite the sight, Bell did not utter any words of comfort. "Okay, let's get started. Bell didn't say much, just said a few words, and he hoped that Kent himself would understand. In addition to his duties, he brought some of his own improvised tools to collect new samples and investigate the case by the way. As a former scientist, there are naturally things that are still rooted in nature.

Tall trees are one of the simplest ecological formations of the swamp, and they are much simpler than the unknown mosses and parasitic vines that live on them. On the way forward, he is not only a watchman, but also a witness, and a transmitter of oppression.