The bus was packed during rush hour, with almost no space even at the rear of the car. The short Shirley was squeezed in the crowd, shrinking her neck and not daring to move, looking like a pitiful little animal.

If Duncan had not seen with his own eyes how she swung her dog to knock down a room full of cultists, he would have truly believed that this girl was "harmless".

He slowly squeezed next to Shirley. His tall adult body helped the girl gain a little space and also left a gap for the two of them to talk. Duncan keenly noticed that Shirley's body was shaking a little - she was very nervous, even nervous to the point of being a little scared.

"What are you afraid of?" He glanced at Shirley, "I won't eat you alive."

Shirley said with a sad face: "You...you still want to eat cooked food?"

Duncan: “…”

He could probably guess why the girl was so afraid. After all, the "dog" had seen through some of the "real situation" underneath his human body, and after escaping, he must have exaggerated his feelings to his mistress, which must have left a deep impression on the latter.

He didn't know what image he had in Shirley's mind now, but he thought that it was similar to how the captains on the Infinite Sea viewed the Lost Homeland. It was the level that they all thought it would be best to start writing a will immediately after meeting, and they had to write it as quickly as possible, because death usually happens faster than making a will...

Duncan was helpless about this situation. He wanted to act as friendly as possible, but he could not stop a demon from the deep sea from having a different "vision" from humans. The "black sun" was still asking him for help in the illusion, and his attitude was quite sincere, but when he thought of the other's face under the corona shell, didn't he still feel alert?

He only hoped that his image in the eyes of the Deep Hound would be better looking than the strange evil god he saw inside the sun. At least he should have some facial features...

Thinking of the Deep Hound, Duncan frowned slightly and looked at the girl in front of him: "Is the dog with you now?"

"Ah... Agou usually hides in places where no one can see..." Shirley swallowed her saliva and answered without any hesitation, then lowered her voice, "But it can 'know' the situation here..."

"Oh, then I'll say hello to it," Duncan nodded. "We left in a hurry last time, and I still have a lot of questions to ask."

As soon as he said this, he felt Shirley shiver again...

"Relax," Duncan sighed helplessly. He seemed to have vaguely sensed some strange gazes coming from nearby. "Why are you so nervous when talking to me? I don't have any ill will towards you or Agou."

"That's...that's great..." Shirley nodded stiffly, and then, as if to deliberately appear more relaxed, she tried to find a topic for a long time before her eyes fell on Duncan's shoulder, "You...you didn't bring your pigeons this time?"

"No pets allowed in the car," Duncan said casually, "I let it out hunting."

"Let the pigeons go... hunting?" Shirley stared at Duncan in amazement, her words breaking down a bit, but she nodded quickly, "Oh, yes, you're right, pigeons are quite suitable for hunting, they have sharp eyes and fly fast..."

Her thoughts were a little confused, and she was about to lose track of what she was saying, but then the bus suddenly shook, and the conductor's voice came from the middle of the car, interrupting her fragmented thoughts: "Sixth Block! Is anyone getting off?"

Shirley was obviously relieved when the conductor shouted. She jumped up and down and shouted that she wanted to get off the bus as if she was rescued. Then she squeezed forward and said goodbye to Duncan very fluently: "I'm getting off the bus. It was nice to meet you today. See you next time..."

Then, before she could finish her words, she saw Duncan squeeze in, and the expression on his face went from bright to gloomy in the blink of an eye.

"I'll stop here too." Duncan said expressionlessly.

Shirley's expression was stiff. She knew it would be inappropriate to say that she would not get off the car at this time. Besides, the big man in front of her might have followed her on purpose. If she continued to play tricks at this moment, she might anger him, and she would really be cooked and eaten by the big man...

The girl imagined this thoroughly and was very frightened. At this time, she heard the ticket seller urging her, so she shrank her neck and began to walk out with stiff steps.

As a result, as soon as she reached the door, she heard the voice of the ticket seller suddenly: "Wait a minute, kid, didn't you buy a ticket?"

Shirley was stunned for a moment, looking at the conductor in the dark blue uniform in surprise, as if she had never expected to be stopped, or to be discovered for her fare evasion. In the time it took her to be stunned, the conductor had already determined the situation: "You didn't buy a ticket, I remember, first..."

"I know this girl. She may have just lost her ticket," Duncan's voice suddenly came from the side. "I'll give her a new ticket."

The conductor turned his head to look at Duncan suspiciously, then looked at Shirley who looked nervous, thought for a moment and said nothing, just nodded: "Okay then."

Duncan took out a few coins and bought Shirley's ticket, then followed her out of the car and got off at an empty, old platform.

The entire bus was packed with passengers, but they were the only two people getting off at the Sixth Block.

Duncan first looked around, but what he saw was just the most ordinary scene of a downtown neighborhood. Although the surrounding buildings were relatively old and there were not many pedestrians walking on the road near the station, it was not as completely dilapidated as he had imagined. The old street shops were also open for business, and although the sparse number of pedestrians was not as many as in other bustling neighborhoods, there were always people walking on the street. In the distance, factory chimneys were emitting smoke, and newspaper deliverymen on bicycles could be seen crossing the intersection at the end of the street.

Overall, it's just a quiet, underdeveloped neighborhood, but it looks like the residents are going about their lives normally.

The factory leak that occurred here eleven years ago seemed to have left some effects, but the extent of the impact was not as serious as he had imagined...

After taking a quick look at the surroundings, Duncan retracted his gaze and looked back at Shirley.

After getting off the car, the girl stood there obediently, like an animal trapped in a trap, motionless. Although Duncan's attention was not on her at first, she did not make any move to run away.

He looked like he had completely accepted everything that was decided by fate.

Duncan couldn't help but laugh when he saw the other person's well-behaved and harmless appearance. He thought that if he hadn't seen the heroic fighting posture of this hot-tempered girl with his own eyes, he might have been deceived by her current appearance.

He shook his head and came to Shirley: "What are you doing in Block 6?"

Shirley stood up straight immediately: "I...I heard the scenery here is beautiful!"

Duncan looked the girl up and down and said, "I've been wanting to ask you this since a while ago. Are you actually...pretending to be nice?"

"I... I'm not pretending!" Shirley stood straighter than before, "I've always been very well behaved!"

Duncan shook his head, thinking that he had seen many children who suddenly acted cute and obedient, and the skills of this girl were not perfect at all. However, he did not say much, but just looked up at the street in the distance and said casually: "Sixth Block... Eleven years ago, there was a factory leak here, and it is said that there were cultists behind the accident."

Shirley blinked, as if confused: "Why do you suddenly bring this up?"

"Okay, stop playing dumb. You were at the Sun Cult's base to find out what happened eleven years ago." Duncan glanced at Shirley and walked forward. "This is the focus of all official records. The factory where the 'leak' occurred is right in front of here."

Shirley was stunned for a moment, then quickly followed, looking at Duncan in surprise as she moved her short legs quickly: "Are you... also investigating the accident that happened eleven years ago?!"

It seemed that after confirming that the boss really didn't eat people (at least not for the time being), and that both parties had the same goal, she became a little bolder and dared to ask questions actively.

"Yeah, I'm a little interested," Duncan nodded noncommittally, but he stopped a few steps before looking at Shirley curiously, "Do you often evade tickets?"

Shirley opened her mouth: "I..."

Duncan knew what was going on as soon as he saw the girl's expression. He shook his head and said, "It's not good to evade the ticket."

Shirley almost cried when she heard this - she had been lectured by Agou, by the uncles and aunts in the neighborhood, and even by the city-state sheriff, but she never expected that one day she would be lectured by a big boss who was like an evil god, and the big boss's lecture to her was not to evade the fare when riding a bus... Have the moral standards of the big bosses in the subspace become so high these days? !

Ever since Agou described to her the horrific existence in the body of "Mr. Duncan" last time, she has vaguely associated this big man with the shadow in the subspace.