Seeing the mutated werewolf's body kneeling in front of him, Carlot let out a long sigh of relief. The swollen muscles and blue-purple skin color on his body began to return to normal, and human characteristics began to return to him. He kicked him away and leaned against him. With the werewolf corpse on his legs, he walked back to where he had just taken off his clothes.
Obtained 5 points of alien bloodline energy, the system was not activated...the energy dissipated!
Before the battle started, Carlott was already preparing to activate the giant bloodline, so he took off his clothes in advance to prevent his enlarged body from breaking the uniform and making it difficult to explain when he returned.
After tearing off the completely broken cotton lining on his body, the scar on his chest that was scratched by the werewolf has stopped bleeding. This is another benefit of activating the bloodline of the Tide Giant, which greatly improves his recovery ability in a short period of time!
He wiped away the blood with the lining in his hand, picked up the uniform that was almost half buried by the heavy snow, shook off the snowflakes on it, put it back on, then ran to the side and picked up the hatchet and glasses. This flower It took a lot of effort from Carrot, but he finally didn't lose it.
The next thing to be dealt with was the body of the mutated werewolf. Carlott did not intend to tell the police that he had solved the werewolf. That would be too ostentatious and could easily make them doubt himself, so he decided to deal with the werewolf privately. .
Looking around to confirm that no police officers had found this place, Carrot quickly dismembered the mutated werewolf with a hatchet, breaking its body into several pieces before it was frozen by the cold weather, and then spent a lot of time digging through the snow. and layers of soil, burying these components in various places around the area, and the heavy snow will erase all traces.
Following the route in my memory, I ran back to the place where Burke and the others were before, and found that the person was gone. I guess it was these elite police officers who took Burke back for treatment. After all, the snow was so heavy that several injuries were left in the snow. Staying in the ground is not an option.
Carlott also quickly left the jungle, but the heavy snow still gave him a lot of obstacles. After walking for about half an hour, he finally saw the house in front of him and a police car still parked there.
After going up to inquire, I found out that this was an ordinary police officer specially sent by Burke to stay here to pick him up after he learned that Carlott had lured away the mutant werewolf alone in order to save them.
After brushing off the snowflakes on his body, he quickly got into the car. The temperature inside the police car was much higher than outside, which made Carlott feel hot all over. In an ordinary human state, he would also feel cold, and what's more, just now Carlott, who had inspired the bloodline of a tidal giant once, also consumed a lot of energy. Now he was cold and hungry.
"Brother, you are really powerful this time. You lured the werewolf away by yourself and came back alive. The police chief asked me to take you home directly when you come out, have a good meal, and give you a day off. It's holiday, you don't have to go to work tomorrow."
The police officer driving the car didn't think Carlott could kill the werewolf at all. Just seeing him come back in neat clothes now made him feel incredible. After all, in his original mind, he was waiting here in vain. Maybe Carlott would have been eaten clean by the werewolf.
Looking at the increasing snow outside the window, Carlott smiled and just reported the address of his rental house to the colleague in front. Now he just wanted to find a place to have a good meal.
When it was almost six o'clock for dinner, Carlott finally returned to his home. He took off his clothes that were soaked by the snow and put them on his own home clothes, along with the information in the clothes. He went under his pillow, took his money bag and weapons for self-defense, took an umbrella, and walked out of the house again.
The rental house is a residential area, and there are many restaurants nearby. Carlott did not go to the high-end-looking restaurant because in his opinion, it was not a place to eat at all. All the dishes were not only expensive but also It's still less, and he really can't afford it with his current income.
I found a decent barbecue restaurant with a clean environment and went in. I took out a silver coin from my purse and put it on the table. I ordered several large plates of beef and a large bottle of juice, and wolfed down some to satisfy my stomach.
Then he asked them to bring a hot pot directly in front of them. After putting in the soup, they took a dozen plates of various ingredients and placed them next to them. He sat alone and looked at the people walking on the street in the heavy snow outside the store. Eating hot food and taking a sip of juice from time to time is a kind of enjoyment for Carlott.
With his spare time, Carlott couldn't help but start thinking about his next plans. Now that he had successfully obtained an identity certificate and joined the police station, he became an official employee. So what would he do next?
There is no future for just being a small policeman. Staying in the port of Duras is very detrimental to Carlott's future development. He doesn't want to stay in this small place for the rest of his life. Yes, his recent future The goal is to go to Duras City, where Duras Port belongs!
He wanted to see the outside world and meet the real giants. Moreover, he wanted to improve his own strength. Hanging around in a place like this all day long would not be of any help to him. For this reason, he spent this period of time I casually asked Burke and some colleagues, and got a rough idea of the promotion process.
According to the normal process, he will stay here as an elite police officer for two to three years, and then become a police sergeant based on his performance, and then stay like this. However, he wants to ensure that his official status is not lost, and If you go to a big city, there is only one possibility, Ping Tiao!
In other words, transferring his current files to the city of Duras is easier said than done. Can the police at the port be the same as the police in the city center? Although it is a flat promotion, it can be regarded as a small promotion based on the change in salary. It is impossible without some merit.
Moreover, he had just joined the Burke line, and he immediately told him that it was impossible to transfer to Duras City. After all, if he really wanted to talk about his achievements now, he really couldn't talk about any great achievements. Although he had killed that guy before Mutated werewolf, that achievement is enough, but does he dare to report it?
As for how many people were saved... that can't be counted. After all, the arrest this time was considered a failure, and Sheriff Burke couldn't take credit for it.
In the end, Carlot still only had a vague idea. The future was always uncertain. He was not a prophet and could only take one step at a time.
"Wait! Thief, don't run away!"
Just as Carlott exhaled a comfortable breath of hot air and picked up another piece of meat, a sudden shout from outside the store shocked him subconsciously. The piece of meat on the chopsticks fell into the pot again, and it stirred up a stir. A few drops of hot soup reached his hand.
Turning around and looking over, I saw that it was probably a man in a police uniform chasing a thief in the heavy snow. He happened to catch up with him at the door of the store. He threw the thief to the ground and picked up the thief because of the heat. Putting on the eyes placed next to the plate, he looked through the window and found that the policeman on the snow did not seem to be seen at the garrison in Port Duras, and judging from his uniform, he did not seem to be from here.
I was thinking that there are still police officers who would chase a thief from another garrison area to here? There was no thought of moving from his feet. Carlott was on vacation now and was not considered a police officer. He didn't want to deal with these things.
"Store manager, bring me a hot pot like his."
Not long after, the bell rang behind the door of the shop. Carrot, who was sitting not far from the door, felt a gust of cold wind blowing. She looked up and found that the policeman who was still on the street before was standing behind the door, still beside her. A young man with somewhat shabby clothes was being held in handcuffs, probably the thief just now.
Yes, this policeman is a woman, with a very delicate appearance. Her figure cannot be seen because of the coat on her body, but her temperament can make people feel a sense of superiority. In Carlott's opinion, she should be the kind of person who has People who come from a family with a certain status do not look like ordinary civilians.
Turning his attention to the badge of the police uniform under her coat, Carlot wanted to see which jurisdiction it was from, but found that the badge seemed to be obscured by the coat. Although he knew that she was wearing the police uniform of the garrison, he did not How to find out her identity.
"What are you looking at?"
Noticing a dull-looking man with glasses staring at her chest next to her, the policewoman frowned and asked.
"Oh... I'm sorry, I'm a police officer at the Duras Port Guard Station. I saw you were wearing a police uniform... I wanted to see which jurisdiction you were from, but I don't seem to be. Saw you here."
Seeing the look in the woman's eyes across from him, Carlott probably understood that he was being regarded as some kind of lunatic with strange habits, so he quickly took out the police officer ID he carried with him and gave her a look.
I have to say that this kind of official identity is really useful. Most people still have a favorable impression of government personnel. At least the policewoman in front of her looked much better after knowing Carlott's identity.
"I just came from the city of Duras and came here to coordinate some matters with your garrison."
After saying that, the policewoman found a seat next to him and sat down. The young man stood there cowering, mumbling something, probably begging the policewoman to let him go.
"Downtown Duras...is a bit interesting."
Taking a deep look at the policewoman, some thoughts suddenly flashed through Carrot's mind. He wanted to ask a few questions, but he thought that the information was incomplete and it would be inappropriate to ask such a question, so he kept his mouth shut and continued. Eat your own hotpot.