Chapter 312

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The next day, a portrait with a 9 out of 10 resemblance to Abel appeared on the desks of CCG's high-ranking officials.

In their official system, no matching target could be found.

It was very surprising.

This meant that the person could not possibly be a CCG investigator, and even their human identity was questioned.

Could it be an internal dispute among Ghouls?

Such Ghoul-on-Ghoul killings had happened in the past.

But this time, it seemed unusual.

CCG decided to dispatch investigators to find this person and attempt contact.

Of course, this was very dangerous and required a veteran investigator to undertake the task.

But when Mado learned of this, he grabbed the mission for himself.

He reasoned that he admired the person's methods and felt he could have a good talk with them.

And if the individual turned out to be a Ghoul, Mado confidently believed he could eliminate them.

This mysterious self-confidence successfully convinced his superiors to entrust him with the task and promised him intelligence support.

After CCG reviewed the surveillance of the 11th ward from the past few days and utilized massive human resources, they quickly found the target.

Or rather, it's as if the target never intended to hide himself.

In a Chinese restaurant in the 11th ward, the stack of plates on Abel's table had reached a frightening height, attracting the attention of other customers.

Even the restaurant owner was alarmed and came over to ask if Abel felt unwell, fearing that Abel might collapse in his establishment, which would mean the end of his business.

"I'm perfectly fine. This boiled meat dish is good; bring me ten more," Abel said.

"And also the nine turns intestines, the snow-fine red bean paste, and the candied sweet potatoes. I'll try one of each first."

"By the way, make sure the intestines are cleaned thoroughly. I don't care whether it's on purpose or an accident, but if you give me trouble, I'll smash your sign."

"Alright, please wait a moment. I'll inform the kitchen," replied the owner, quickly wiping the sweat from his forehead and leaving.

Facing someone intimidating, the owner had no choice but to do as requested.

Just then, more customers entered the restaurant.

"Welcome. How many?"

"Two."

"Very well, there are seats this way."

"I'd like to sit over there," said Mado, heading towards an empty table next to Abel with an increasingly nervous Amon.

The restaurant owner hesitated but did not stop them.

After the two were seated and had ordered, Amon's hand was still tightly gripping the briefcase.

They completed their order quickly.

"You look somewhat familiar, young man. Do you often come here to eat?" Mado casually started a conversation with Abel, who was busy with his meal.

In reality, his gaze was firmly fixed on Abel's face, wanting to see if he was genuinely eating or showing signs of discomfort or revulsion.

Ghouls feed on human flesh and cannot digest food meant for humans.

Even if they eat normally to pretend to be humans, they would quickly find a chance to throw it up.

According to CCG's investigations and research, for a Ghoul to eat human food was akin to a human consuming feces.

Many Ghouls could not endure it and thus exposed their true identity.

After all, not everyone has the courage to consume feces.

And it was not just a one-time act; to deceive everyone around them, it naturally required doing so daily.

So, Mado was trying to discern the other party's identity by this method.

Abel glanced at him and had no intention of engaging.

Dressed in that outfit and carrying two suitcases, it was as if they were afraid of others not knowing who they were.

Unfazed by his lack of success, Mado didn't mind, especially since from his recent observations, there were no signs of reluctance in the way the other party ate.

And knowing it's disgusting, would a Ghoul set up a persona as a big eater for themselves?

And to eat so much?

Soon, the meals for Mado and Amon were also served.

The rest that quickly filled up the entire table were all ordered by Abel.

Abel ate with an elegant yet incredibly fast pace.

Then, the empty plates were stacked up at an astonishing speed.

Amon was so stunned that he even dropped his chopsticks and didn't bother to pick them up.

An hour later, Abel wiped his mouth, paid the bill, and left in front of everyone's astonished eyes.

The money, of course, came from those Ghouls he had killed.

Many Ghouls disguised as ordinary humans lead lives like normal people, with a job, friends, a partner…

As to whether these friends and partners were seen as 'reserve food supply' in their eyes, that's unknown.

But now, Abel still had quite a bit of money on hand and didn't have to worry about food and shelter.

Seeing him leave, Mado and Amon looked at each other, paid their bill in a hurry, and followed him.

But after chasing him into an alley, they immediately lost sight of him.

"What should we do now, senior Mado?" asked Amon, somewhat annoyed.

Mado suddenly remembered the crime scene he had seen a few days earlier.

The dark alley, the dismembered body...

"Shoot, we have to go! He's deliberately luring us in here."

His right eyelid twitched twice, and he turned to run outside, but a figure blocked their way.

And that face was the very target they had just lost.

"Do all CCG investigators have perversions like you? If you can't strike up a conversation, you switch to stalking?" came the taunt.

Amon had already picked up the suitcase, ready for combat at any moment.

But Mado stopped him with his hand.

"We can't help it. Until we ascertain your identity, we have to be cautious."

"Ah, I almost forgot to introduce myself. I'm Mado, a First-Class Investigator from the CCG, and this is my partner, Amon."

"The mysterious person who's been hunting Ghouls in Ward 11 these past few days, that would be you, right?"

As if Abel hadn't noticed their subtle moves, he directly stated, "If nobody else is doing the same thing, then it's probably me."

"Honestly, I thought the CCG would respond faster. After all, for some reason, you guys interest me."

"Also, a friendly reminder. The moment you open that suitcase, you will die."

This statement immediately caused Mado and Amon to hesitate in their actions.

Because the guy in front of them suddenly disappeared, and the last sentence came from behind them.

"Don't be nervous, I know you're curious about something, and I can give you the answer ahead of time."

"I am indeed a genuine human, and I have nothing to do with those things called Ghouls."