Chapter 79 A cabin in the woods? !
βSit anywhere, tea or coffee?β
"Ice water will do, please."
A few minutes ago, when Lango finished introducing himself, before he could tell the excuse he had made, the man in front of him took his hand with surprise and enthusiastically led them into the house.
Lango's eyes followed the man's busy figure in the kitchen. He narrowed his eyes and looked carefully.
With his ordinary face, simple clothes, and a pair of thin-rimmed glasses, this man gave him the impression that he was a cultural worker.
"Have you had lunch? I still have freshly made apple pie here." The man suddenly turned around and asked him with a bright smile.
Faced with this sudden enthusiasm, Lango felt a little uncomfortable. He smiled and declined: "You are too polite, but we have already had dinner, thank you."
The man did not show any concern for being rejected. He still smiled and placed the ice water in front of the two of them. Then he sat opposite Lango and looked at him carefully.
Rango and Teddy exchanged a subtle look, muttering secretly in their hearts.
What's wrong with this man? He stares at other people's faces as soon as he enters the door.
He coughed lightly and said, "That... this gentleman."
"Haha, look at me, I was so excited for a while that I forgot to introduce myself." The man smiled heartily, and then said to Lange: "You can call me Hitson."
After saying that, the guy looked like a crazy man again, staring at Lango blankly.
"Okay, Mr. Hittson." Lango shrugged, and then gave out the excuse for coming here this time, "I was the homeowner here before. Of course, it was not the house you live in now, but the one you knocked down before. The old house was rebuilt.β
"I know, Winchesters."
Hitson responded unusually calmly, even directly naming Lango's surname.
"Do you know me?" Lange frowned slightly. He didn't introduce his last name when he entered.
Hitson nodded slightly, his eyes slowly falling on the floor, as if immersed in memories of the past.
"I once had a good friend who often mentioned your name in my ears, and of course, your sister Megan's name."
Lango's eyes changed slightly when he heard this, yes, his sister, who is also Emma's mother, is named Megan.
But how do the guy in front of him and his friend know this?
Looking at the ring engraved with the wooden house pattern on Hitson's finger, Lange had a vague answer in his heart.
"Then who is your friend?"
Lange asked nervously, while scanning the surrounding windows and doors vigilantly.
In countless movie plots, when this kind of mystery is revealed, a bullet will fly from nowhere and accurately hit the speaker.
Living in the movie world, he has to be careful.
"I think you can also guess that my good friend is your father Peter." Hitson smiled and looked at Lango, without any concealment.
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Lange was slightly stunned. He didn't expect that the other party would confess everything so directly.
"We were colleagues. Although our positions and status were far apart, our relationship was very deep."
The man seemed to have opened up his chat box. He lit a cigarette and slowly told stories about the past.
"I just joined the job at that time and was responsible for observation work. I had to face all kinds of unspeakable monsters every day."
"Your father and your mother were already high-level officials at that time, but they were very approachable. Whenever there was a riot by an observation object, they were always the first to rush forward and suppress the riot."
"You may not believe it, but those monsters that terrify ordinary people are as docile as pets in front of your parents."
"us."
"Wait, wait."
Lango raised his hand, interrupting Hitson's rambling memories, and directly asked the most pressing question in his mind.
"Where is the place where you work? What's its name? And what do you mean by the observation monster you mentioned?"
The guy in front of him who claimed to be a colleague of his parents seemed to assume that he knew these things. He talked about it all to himself, completely ignoring whether others could understand.
"You don't know? Peter didn't tell you?" Hitson looked surprised.
Lange shook his head expressionlessly, "They were running around almost all year round. I was raised by my sister. When I got to middle school, they suddenly disappeared and never mentioned this to me."
"Really? No wonder." Hitson nodded in realization, and then explained: "The organization we work for has different names from the outside. Some call it the 'Savior', and some call it the 'Monster Asylum', but Internally, it has a more affectionate name - [The Cabin in the Woods]."
"Farke!"
After hearing this answer, Lange lost control of his emotions and slammed the arm of the sofa. "I fucking knew it!"
He cursed secretly in his heart. The last time he heard Amos say in the museum that there was an organization to capture those dark creatures, he vaguely guessed that it would be this [cabin in the woods].
It turned out that he was so unlucky that he guessed it right!
He has watched this movie more than once. Different from other classic horror movies, in those movies, no matter how powerful the villain is, a female protagonist will almost always survive in the end.
But "The Cabin in the Woods" is different. Although the story has a twist, in the end it ends with the ancient god resurrecting and the world being destroyed!
Lange didn't care that this was someone else's house. He lit a cigarette and tried to calm down. Then he confirmed to Hitson: "Does this mean that my parents were high-level leaders of the [Cabin in the Woods] organization?"
Although it was a bit strange why Lango's reaction was so violent, Hitson still answered honestly: "Not only are the senior officials, they are even the captains of the action team, they are the leaders in many arrest operations."
"There are thousands of dark creatures imprisoned in the organization, at least half of which were caught by your parents themselves."
Lango nodded slowly, digesting what the man opposite said.
So the reason his parents used to travel a lot was to catch dark creatures?
Thinking about it this way, it makes sense.
He then asked the question he was most concerned about: "Then how did they disappear?"
Hitson's eyes dimmed and he shook his head: "We have been investigating this for many years, but so far we have no clues."
"Could it be related to the yellow eyes?" Lange continued to ask.
He remembered clearly that when he came back from school that day, he saw with his own eyes the traces of flames all around his house and a very strong smell of sulfur.
He asked Amos, including Dean and others, and they all insisted that this was the work of Yellow Eyes.
"Yellow-eyed devil?" Hitson denied after pondering for a moment: "A few days after your parents disappeared, we came to your house to investigate. Although the traces on the scene were similar to Azazel's handwriting,"
"Your parents have captured more than one hell lord who is not weaker than Yellow Eyes. Azazel shouldn't be that capable just by himself."
Lange fell into silence, and the cigarette in his hand had burned to the end without realizing it.
If Yellow Eyes isn't the culprit, who else could it be?
Or is it that the old couple disappeared on purpose and lived in seclusion elsewhere?
Lango shook his head slightly, removed his thoughts from the turmoil, stamped out the cigarette butt in his hand, turned his eyes to Hitson, and asked doubtfully: "So what's going on with you now? Not okay. If you stay in the organization, why would you build a house on my family's land?"
Hearing this, Hitson looked at him softly and slowly explained the reason: "The reason is simple, because of you."
"Me?" Lange was puzzled.
"That's right." Hitson explained: "After we investigated your parents for a year without any results, the organization has labeled them as missing. As usual, the organization decided to look for their descendants to join.
But the problem is, when we tried to find you, you went to Africa with the wanted criminal named Cobb.
We can't contact you, so we can only wait for your return at your old house.
As for why I rebuilt the house, it was because no matter how much you cleaned your old house, there was a smell of sulfur that wouldn't go away, so I demolished it and rebuilt it. "
After listening to this guy's words, Lange couldn't help but wonder why this [Hut in the Forest] was similar to the Jin Yiwei, but it was still a hereditary system.
He thought for a while and asked, "Then how did my parents join your organization?"
"After your grandfather passed away, they took over."
"My grandfather is also a member of the organization?!" Lango's eyes widened in surprise.
"Of course, he and Amos were known as the [Double Walls of the Vatican] back then. How could he withdraw from the Holy See without some special reason? Besides."
Hitson blinked at him, "Who do you think captured the other half of the dark creature?"
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After hearing the words, Lange was silent for a moment, then shrugged and said softly: "OK, now that the matter has been clarified, it's time for me to leave. See you again when we have the opportunity."
"Hey, wait a minute Lango." Hitson stopped him hastily and said in a sincere tone, "Don't you understand what I mean? I've been waiting here for so many years just to guide you to join the organization."
The old boy stopped in front of Lango and said earnestly: "Don't waste your talent. You, like your parents and your grandfather, are all born demon hunters!
Since your parents left, the casualty rate in our arrest operations has increased dozens of times. Lango, the position of operations captain is still vacant, just to wait for the descendants of the Winchester family! "
Lango turned his back to Hitson, stood at the door and lit a cigarette again. After taking a deep breath, he slowly turned around and said: "I understand what you mean, but you have to give me some time to think about it. And... "
His eyes fell on the family portrait on the wall, and he chuckled, "Why do I see you alone? Where are your wife and children?"
Hitson was stunned for a moment, then shook his head and smiled bitterly: "They are actors I paid to find specifically to hide their identities. I have always lived here alone."
".All right."
Rango and Teddy looked at each other. Teddy's eyes were full of banter, while Rango had a look of helplessness.
It turns out that lust is really me.
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