Bang, bang.

Two gunshots at short intervals penetrated the air of the streets in the dock area, breaking the peaceful tranquility of the sunny afternoon.

Eric and Steve of the Punisher Team looked at each other and were convinced that the two gunshots were not illusions. They came from somewhere in this neighborhood, and they were not too far away from them.

Two sailors, one old and one young, started running.

"This way!"

Not long after he was transferred back to the dock area from the East District, he encountered something unusual during his afternoon inspection. Eric felt a little anxious and uneasy about this.

What appeared subconsciously in his mind was not the "instigator" Tris, whom the Punisher team had been searching for for two days with no results, but the "dock area monster" who had received specific sighting information two days ago.

"That's the Tyrell Warehouse in front of you."

Steve recognized the surrounding buildings and spoke to him in a low voice.

"Boy, be careful."

In fact, there was no need for the old sailor to remind Eric that he had already pulled out his gun, adjusted the firing position and safety catch, and slowed down his running pace with Steve.

But the young punisher still said nothing, remained silent and on guard, and headed with the old sailor in the direction where the gunshots were heard.

Taking advantage of the natural shelter of piles of debris and cargo boxes in the alley, the two approached the open space in front of the entrance to Tyrell's warehouse.

At the signal of the old sailor, Eric probed his head to observe carefully for a few times, and suddenly let out a soft sigh:

"The people lying on the ground over there... seem to be people from the Nighthawks? I seem to have seen their forgetful captain."

"You mean Dunn Smith?"

Hearing this, Steve also cautiously got out from behind the cargo box, squinted his eyes and looked at it for a while, then turned back to signal Eric to stay alert.

Then, an old sailor dressed in an old shirt and trousers took out a badge engraved with the Holy Emblem of the Storm Lord from his pocket, pinned it in a conspicuous place on his clothes, then raised his revolver, and stepped towards what seemed to be

Walk to the scene of the conflict that was calmed down.

"Stop, old gentleman, a conflict just broke out here... You'd better stop where you are and keep a certain safe distance from us."

A young Nighthawk that Steve had never seen before stood up. His black hair was a little messy, and his tuxedo was scratched in several places and covered with dust. He looked a little embarrassed as if he had rolled on the ground.

...Probably he is the newcomer that the Nighthawks recently recruited. Steve squinted his eyes and guessed, while turning the muzzle of the gun to show that he was not hostile.

"Wait a minute, Klein, this is a member of the Punisher Team. He may have heard the noise and came over to check on the situation."

Steve was impressed by the person who spoke this time.

A handsome young man who looked like he had in his youth, Leonard the Midnight Poet of Sequence 8, but Steve always thought that he was thin and not strong enough, like the kind of pretty boy that an upper-class lady would like.

"You just solved an extraordinary incident? Is there anything you need help with?"

The experienced old sailor quickly made a judgment from the traces left at the scene. An incident that may have caused serious harm to ordinary citizens was solved by the Nighthawks. There seemed to be no other hidden dangers around, so he took the initiative.

Asked.

At this time, Dunn Smith barely recovered under the influence of the medicine, regained his energy, and faced the elderly punisher.

"Ahem... the battle should be over by now. Mr. Steve, you're here just in time. Please go and notify the punishment agent and the police. We need to deal with the traces of the scene here."

Steve noticed that the Nighthawks captain seemed to be holding something in his hand, with a dark outer covering, like a book of notes.

Recalling the news that the Church of the Night seemed to be pursuing a certain sealed artifact recently, he didn't ask any more questions, but took another look at the surrounding battlefield that had obviously not been cleaned, and nodded in agreement.

But then, Steve asked Eric who was hiding behind the cargo box to come out, pointed at the young sailor and said:

"I'm going to report the situation here. This is Eric, a good and down-to-earth young man. If you don't mind letting him help look after the scene, I'll let him stay."

"No problem, thank you for your cooperation."

Dunn knew that most of the extraordinary events in the dock area were taken care of by the punishers. If their people were present at the scene, it would save a lot of necessary procedures for communication between churches, so he readily agreed to the old sailor's proposal.

.

After the over-500-year-old punisher left, several nighthawks quietly began searching, trying to find something useful from the corpses and wreckage on the ground.

Eric, who was wearing a workman's overalls, folded his arms silently and leaned against the outer wall of the warehouse to look at the wind. From time to time, his eyes swept over a disgusting pool of rotting flesh on the ground.

…

Are these two people the punishers? This is the first time I have seen official Beyonders other than the Nighthawks... But why did they come just after we finished the fight? It seems that they are familiar with the true stories of police officers in various dramas.

Whenever the incident was over or the prisoner ran away, they would arrive belatedly...

While complaining in his mind to divert his attention, Klein suppressed his emotions and searched for the body of the Tuxedo Clown with Dunn and Leonard.

Unfortunately, there was nothing on the body that could prove his identity.

After exhaling and standing up again, Klein first shook his hand, then seemed to remember something, pulled out a clean white handkerchief from his pocket, and wiped the area where he had touched the body.

As a result, this move was seen by Leonard, and the poet-like Nighthawk smiled deeply with green eyes.

"Klein, I didn't expect you to carry a handkerchief with you, like an old-fashioned gentleman."

…Not only do I bring a handkerchief, this handkerchief comes from the “witch” you think about day and night.

Just thinking about it, Klein almost couldn't hold back the smile on his face.

He quickly used meditation techniques to control his emotions and expressions, and looked serious, without responding, silently shaking his head.

He did not forget that Leonard said with an incomprehensible expression just now that both of them were people with secrets. Of course, the other party's narcissistic way of expressing it really deserved a beating...

In short, no matter how much Leonard saw, he didn't seem to intend to tell anyone, so Klein temporarily relaxed and no longer considered the risk of exposing his secrets.

After that, he followed Captain Dunn to collect the remnants left behind by the monster Riel Bieber after his death. The dangerous sealed object "2-049" in the distance had also been restored by several Nighthawks from Backlund.

After being taken into custody and brought under control, he heard Dunn ordering the others to return to Zotland Street, leaving only Leonard, who was slightly injured, to guard here to prevent accidents.

It was only when Dunn called out Leonard's name several times that the poet-like Nighthawk slowly walked in from outside the warehouse, followed by the Extraordinary from the Punisher Team.

"Everyone, I just had a chat with Mr. Eric and found out something worth paying attention to...Mr. Eric, could you please repeat it to my teammates? Regarding what you just mentioned,

Rumors of the 'Dockyard Monster'."

Leonard said, snapping his fingers.

The black-haired, blue-eyed punishment agent didn't seem to be able to cope with this type of person. He kept a few steps away from Leonard with a stiff expression, then looked around at the Nighthawks around him, and then

After thinking for a few seconds, he began to describe the many incidents that had occurred in the dock area in recent days:

The workers who got up early in the morning witnessed strange strange figures swallowing fish and shrimps alive in the Tasoke River. They were so frightened that they lost one of their legs;

Unexplained rot and abscesses appeared on the bodies of many dockside residents. It was reported that they had washed their clothes and bedsheets in a certain section of the Tasok River;

A female worker who tried to commit suicide by jumping into a river but failed claimed that her life was saved by a monster...

After briefly listing several incidents, Eric continued:

"We have initially determined that there is an Beyonder who is nearly out of control hiding in the dock area. However, because all the manpower in the past two days has been allocated to search for a wanted criminal, there is no time to do more investigations... I want to confirm that you can deal with it.

That thing, whether its original appearance was a huge, deformed monster, its appearance might be almost gray-white..."

He pointed to the pieces of rotting flesh on the ground and described in as much detail as possible the testimonies collected from eyewitnesses.

Several Nighthawks looked at each other, and finally Dunn nodded with deep gray eyes.

"It's a coincidence... we may just deal with the out-of-control person you are looking for."

Klein's heart moved slightly, and the strange and strange feeling that had been entangled in the spiritual induction emerged again:

Rail Bieber was seduced by the power of the notes, lost his reason and thinking ability, failed to escape from Tingen, and did not carefully choose a safe hiding place. He hurriedly tried to absorb the power in the notes - this is Captain Dunn

And the explanation given by another Nighthawk.

However, the incident report received by the Punisher clearly proves that Monster Bieber has a certain degree of thinking ability! At least he knows how to catch fish and shrimp in the river to fill his stomach, and even "kindly" rescued

A female worker who jumped into the river...

Driven by inspiration, Klein couldn't help but mention the inconsistencies he discovered aloud.

"Haha, you are thinking too much. Guys who are driven crazy by extraordinary power do not have normal rationality in their heads. Don't use ordinary people's thinking to speculate on their thoughts."

Al Hasen from Backlund smiled and patted the young man who seemed to be too nervous, signaling him to relax.

Well, that seems to be the case.

After hearing this, Klein no longer hesitated. After listening to Captain Dunn's arrangements for the follow-up matters, he followed the large troops onto the carriage.

Of course, due to entering the scope of influence of Sealed Artifact "2-049", everyone who got on the carriage had to start the "dance" again and perform the non-stop arm flexion and extension activities.

Before leaving, he glanced at the gray-white warehouse outside through the window of the carriage, and found that the punishment agent had resumed the standby action of leaning against the wall with his arms crossed, but his eyes never left the disgusting pool of rotting flesh, his expression revealed

He looked a little confused, wondering what he was thinking of.

But Klein soon stopped caring about other people's business.

He got exciting news from Captain Dunn!

He can become a regular member of the Nighthawks team! As long as the temple approves it, his weekly salary will reach 6 pounds!

Although everything has a price...but getting promoted and getting a raise is really a joy!

And in this way, he will also have the opportunity to gain access to more hidden knowledge!

Well, maybe it’s time to consider making up a suitable and reasonable excuse to ask Alice to help find the earth...
To be continued...