Chapter 276 - Closure (1/2)

Chapter 276 Closure

A red Volkswagen Polo pulled up to parking lot No.6. The bartender turned off the engine and got out of her car as her khaki-colored martin boots crunched into the snow-laden ground.

Spanning more than eleven square kilometers, Nanhaizi Park was considered one of the largest wetlands among the suburbs. It was a colossal area equivalent to four Summer Palaces and used to be hunting grounds of royalties who once lived there. Apart from having a wide range of foliage, wild Pere David’s deer also made the wetlands their home. Considering that it was quite a distance from the city, it wasn’t a place frequented by many, not to mention that it was now two in the morning. No one in their right mind would come to such a remote location at this hour.

Other than the red Polo at the sixth parking lot, not a single living soul could be seen. The bartender, however, wasn’t afraid or anxious about the place. She slipped a cigarette into her mouth from the half-smoked pack of Marlboro’s. She lit it and immediately took two long drags, before placing the f.a.g between her fingers and tapping her phone with her thumb.

“Come out. There are no cameras here.”

Five minutes later, Zhang Heng dragged a suitcase out of the woods with him.

“Why do you need 20 game points to deal with a dead body?”

“Please. I had to look for a replacement while I drove all the way out here to help you deal with this. It’s a long drive. Don’t forget that fuel costs money. Besides, you are about to extract game items from the body, right?”

The bartender popped the trunk of her Polo, pulled out a plastic sheet, and laid it on the ground, then signaled Zhang Heng to bring the body over.

“It’s this guy,” she said while opening up the bag. “You know him?”

“When the adults have a party in the house, they would usually attract the kids next door.”

She took two last puffs from the cigarette and tossed the b.u.t.t aside, then pulled a pair of medical gloves from her pockets.

“Zavilcha. If I’m not mistaken, he was supposed to be a monster from an old Slavic fairytale. His name is almost forgotten these days, even in Russia. At first, parents used the story to scare their kids into returning home before sunset. They were also forbidden to play with kids they didn’t know or follow them home. That’s because Zavilcha would use his evil abilities to manipulate the walls in his house and consume those children.”

As she spoke, the bartender brought out her toolkit and pulled out a scalpel from it.

“You are actually quite powerful. This creature was weak, and it didn’t have any combat power as well. However, its evil intention was the key to his skills. In a city filled with tall buildings, it can easily defeat you if you pay all your attention to its intentions and ignore its true form. According to what I know, Zavilcha is very good at hiding himself.”

The bartender lifted Zavilcha’s leg as if she was going to add it to her soup.