Outside the ramen restaurant, a cool evening breeze blew by, but Baru, who was only wearing a single layer of clothes, only felt a slight coolness.
He shook his neck left and right, making a crackling sound of bones.
The house at No. 152 is about ten meters away from the nearest street lamp. There are other buildings on the right side, and the alley on the left side is pitch black.
Baru looked at the window on the second floor in the alley.
He walked into the alley at a leisurely pace, and when there was no one around, he slightly flexed his leg muscles, contracting and relaxing them.
There was only a slight "pop" sound from the ground, and Baru, who weighed more than 100 kilograms, jumped four meters off the ground, landed lightly and silently on the second-floor window sill with his feet, and lay on the window sill with his hands.
A quick glance from the air showed that the room was empty.
He tried the window with his hand and found that it was not locked at all, so he easily climbed into the house.
Baru was like a muscular civet cat in the dark. The whole process, from entering the alley to entering the house, took less than twenty seconds.
After entering the house, Baloo remained still and listened attentively.
With his extraordinary hearing, he determined that everyone was in the attic.
Originally, I thought that one of the young people's parents should be living in this house, but now it seems that someone is either living alone or just happened to leave, which saves Baru some trouble.
…
In the attic of 152 Fisher Street.
A group of French youths led by Filier gathered together again.
After such a long time, no valuable information was revealed on TV news or online, and they did not dare to log into the email address again.
"Hey, it feels like there's nothing we can do. Let's do something!"
A girl complained and continued to color her right palm with a pen. Although she used a non-fading acrylic marker, after a period of time, her "Dawn Seal" still faded due to evaporation and other factors.
"Don't worry, Lisa. I think the hype about our recent emails is almost over. It's time to continue searching for the ruins. This time we must find the secret scroll that records the method of strength training!"
Speaking of this, these young people all look expectant.
The last visit to the Dawn Secret House was shocking enough, and they even discovered several internal secret passages. Unfortunately, the entire building had been submerged in water for more than half a century, and no information was left.
"Silk, do you think they've given up the pursuit?"
Philier asked the twin brothers.
"Well, how should I put it? I think there's a high probability that our email was treated as spam. Of course, it's better not to use that email address. Next time if you want to send a message or something, either use a different email address or a different method."
Philier himself was actually unsure. Among this group of people, the only ones who he thought had some insights were the most capable brothers Oriel, except for the oldest girl who was not present today.
I felt relieved to hear that they also thought that everything was fine.
The atmosphere among the group became heated again, and they began to put forward their own suggestions and guesses.
This time they no longer had a map, only some general records on Philier's scroll, and their searches on online maps and information during this period.
This makes them feel the same excitement as the protagonist in a movie solving a treasure puzzle.
Baloo was already outside the attic door.
He did not act rashly, but listened carefully outside for a while.
The children inside were eagerly discussing the future adventures, how to become superheroes after gaining power, and whether they would be admired by everyone.
Baru, who had been on guard against the possibility of some superhumans inside, was too tired to complain.
'It's like playing an adventure game!'
If this group of people really knew something about "Dawn", they would seem to be the descendants of our ancestors.
If they had changed their names to "Black Light" or "Sky Fire" or something else, Baru really wanted to capture them directly so that he could take credit for it to Norton.
While Philier and his companions were checking their equipment again, they were discussing whether they should go abroad to explore.
Traces of dawn are all over the world. There is no reason to look for them only in France. Maybe there will be new clues if we go abroad.
That’s when we discussed going to England.
“Dongdongdong~~”
There was an unexpected knock on the door.
Everyone in the attic paused.
"Philier, are your parents back from vacation?"
A girl asked in a low voice.
"No, that shouldn't be the case. They said last time that they would be away for at least half a month..."
Before he could finish his words, the attic door was opened from the outside with a click.
A rough voice came in.
"I'm sorry for coming in without permission."
Baruna, who was one level stronger than Philier, walked in from outside the door.
Even though his expression was kind, the scar on his face and the muscular body that bulged out his clothes did not make people feel safe.
"Who are you?"
After all, there are many people on their side, so we are not afraid of someone who breaks into our house, Philier bravely asked.
"Who allowed you in? Do you want me to call the police?"
In fact, this group of people were very nervous, worrying that their crimes would be exposed and they would be visited by the relevant departments.
Although this guy looks fierce, it seems like there’s only one of him?
Baru looked at the group of people who were on high alert against him alone, with a helpless expression on his face.
He picked his ear with the little finger of his left hand.
"Who am I? Interesting!"
Baru walked directly into the attic as the others retreated, picked up a baguette on the table and took a bite as if he were at home.
"Tsk, tsk, this bread is still so unpalatable."
"Oh, what are you talking about? You want to know who I am?"
"But aren't you looking for me?"
These words left Philier and others puzzled.
"When did we look for you? You still have time to leave now. We don't have to call the police. Otherwise..."
"Otherwise" I can't go on.
Baru pulled out his favorite pistol, the M9, from his waist and placed it on the table.
"What else? Go on. Oh, are you afraid of guns?"
Baloo continued to pick up a cookie from the table, and the expression on his face told others that he thought the cookie tasted good.
"Aren't you the Dawn? Why are you afraid of an M9?"
His French pronunciation is not standard but clear enough.
Philier and others were startled.
Apparently, what he and others said was heard by this guy of unknown origin. This was not good. He wondered if he had heard about the previous email and whether he would tell on them.
The twin brother suddenly thought of something and tried to ask.
"You seem to know a lot about our 'Dawn'?"
“Puff~~”
Baru's mouth was full of biscuits, and he couldn't help but spit them out when he heard this.
"Cough, cough, cough..."
This question was really brilliant... He decided not to play the suspense game with them anymore, so as to avoid spitting out the ramen.
"Children, how long have you been playing the game of 'Dawn'? Do you know that if you wait any longer, you will be waiting to be slaughtered!?"
"Gurgle~"
Baru's voice was so eerie that it frightened Philier and the others so much that they swallowed their saliva.
"We just sent an email, and it was well-intentioned. They won't do anything to us, right?"
In a panic, Philier spoke without thinking, completely forgetting that he was not sure whether the vicious man knew about the letter.
"French? Haha, British or American?"
The flesh on Baru's face suddenly became hideous, and the scar looked like a moving centipede.
With a loud bang, the table was shaken an inch off the ground.
"I'm referring to the monsters, the eyes lurking in the darkness, the terrifying existence that Dawn has to face in the future as it tries hard to hide itself and accumulate strength!"
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