I am a Scarecrow and the Demon Lord of Terror!
chapter-124

Some time ago, Rei had even singled out and criticized Jerry regarding the matter of the Black Hawk Squad.

She had requested that Jerry must investigate thoroughly within three months, or else she would have to personally take action.

For such a small matter, to let the boss, Rei, take action, would that not mean that the entire Mage Association would be empty and useless?

If this matter had really come to this point, then the members of the Mage Association would definitely be ridiculed by the officials above.

And as the mage colleagues who had suffered, they would vent all their resentment on Jerry.

Jerry did not want to be in his middle age and still end up with a tragic ending where he could not save his life.

However, could the Black Hawk Squad be captured as they wished?

If they could, he would have captured them long ago!

It was a three-month limit, but even if they worked overtime and desperately searched for clues, they did not get much.

As time passed, the three-month deadline was almost over, but there was no progress in capturing the Black Hawk Squad.

For this matter, Jerry had sighed countless times, and his hair had turned white because he wanted to think of ways to complete this task.

He did not even know how old he had become.

He had just entered middle age, but he gave others the feeling that he was almost 50 to 60 years old.

He had never dreamed that, just as he was having a headache, before he could even wake up from his sleep, he would hear the news of the Black Hawk Squad's death!

This feeling was very strange.

After a moment, Jerry continued to ask, "where is the place of death where the person was saved? Send it to me quickly, I'll be there right away!"

As he said that, he took out some clothes from the closet next to him and quickly put them on.

The secretary did not let him down. Four years of work was not for nothing. She was skilled in her work and did not waste time doing things.

"Okay, branch head, I've sent the location to your phone just now."

While maintaining the call, Jerry was putting on his clothes.

"There are a total of three dead locations. One person died at the first location, and four people died at the other two locations."

Listening to the report from his secretary, Jerry instantly built a model in his mind and had a general understanding of the entire situation.

"Then what about the cause of death?"

Jerry asked.

"The cause of death has not been determined yet, but the manner of death... is a little strange."

The Secretary hesitated for a moment and then told him all the information.

"The specific situation has been summarized into a report and sent to your phone."

Jerry frowned again. He did not know what his secretary was afraid of, but this time he did not scold her.

"I know, it's death caused by strange creatures. I've been a mage for almost 20 years, what kind of death by strange creatures have I not seen before?"

Jerry picked up his phone with disdain and opened the document sent by his secretary.

"I'd like to see what kind of death it is. Don't tell me it can scare me."

Jerry looked at the phone screen confidently.

In the first photo on the phone, there was a pitch-black room with a black thing wrapped in white wires.

"What is this thing?"

Jerry looked at the thing. If it was not wrapped in white wires, he would not have been able to tell that there was a thing here.

Looking at the coordinates on the phone, Jerry was not careless. He said to the other end of the phone,

"Wait there, I'll be there right away."

When he arrived at the scene, Jerry came to the black object and asked the investigator at the scene, "what is this thing?"

Beside him, an investigator who was in charge of recording said with a pale face,

"Director, this is number 7 of the Black Hawk Team."

"Number 7? How did he die?"

Jerry was shocked. He instantly recalled all the information about number 7 in his mind.

He had a deep impression of this number 7 because his ability was rather strange.

As a mage, his level was very average. However, the strange creature that he had subdued was indeed quite terrifying.

However, he had never expected that this lump of black thing in front of him was actually number 7.

He could not imagine what kind of brain would be able to associate this black ball with a living person.

If there was, then he would be very impressed by this person's ability.

Listening to his subordinate's report, Jerry's heart was filled with shock. When he came, he had already read the information.

However, at that time, he still skimmed through it. He did not really look at who was who. The main focus was still on the pictures and the cause of death.

"This... Chief, you should look at it yourself."

As he said that, the investigator handed a mirror to Jerry.

This mirror was also strange creautre, but different from the usual strange creatures, this strange creature's attack was less aggressive, and it did not have much consciousness.

Therefore, under the control of magic, it could be used by anyone.

There were many strange creature tools like this in the entire Mage Association.

Taking the mirror, Jerry skillfully used its ability.

One of the abilities of this mirror was called 'Death Replay'.

As long as he used this ability, he would be able to play the scene of the dead before they died through this bronze mirror.

Before Jerry arrived, a few members of the investigation department had already used this mirror to conduct an investigation.

After all, they had to make a summary and report, so they naturally wanted to see who the corpse of this black thing was and how it died.

In the end... They could not bear to see half of it.

Number 7's death was too terrifying, too frightening!

They had never seen such a horrifying death.

If they continued watching, they were afraid that they would be so scared that they would not be able to sleep for the next few days and nights!

"..."

Jerry looked at his various subordinates' extremely frightened expressions and was very puzzled.

What exactly did these people see? were all of them so timid?

Thinking of this, he shook his head secretly in his heart.

The young people nowadays were really getting worse with each generation. How could they carry out missions in the future with just this little bit of courage?

One had to know that in this world, there were all kinds of strange creature types and abilities. There were all kinds of things.

There were only limitations to your imagination, but there was nothing strange creatures could not do.

After all, these people were still young men. They had too little experience!

With this thought in mind, Jerry took out the mirror and carefully observed the situation that number 7 had experienced before he died.

However, after he began to watch, Jerry's expression changed significantly, and he started to look very ugly.

What was this? He had never seen this death before!

When he saw number 7 crazily tearing his face, tearing his ears, digging out his nose, forcefully pulling out his own eyeballs, and even putting them into his mouth to chew, Jerry had to admit that he could not take it anymore.