Code Collector

It was a good thing that he was wearing his disguise. The policeman couldn't possibly know who he was. Tracing his fingerprints would also be impossible since he wasn't actually registered.

The fake ID that Jake gave him didn't have his actual information. It was just something Jake made in that day. Rich people can do stunts like this and can get away with it. That's how unfair the world is.

"How dare you do that?!" the policeman said. "My name is Jeremy Jackson, and I am the law! And by the power vested in me by our governing body, I am hereby catching you!"

In front of him, the chatty police officer was holding his gun. Behind Jeremy were Donna and Felicia, their faces covered with bloodied bandages. Allen could see how good his work was on these girls judging by how thick the bandages were.

And it amazed him how they were able to go back to the scene of the crime even at their state. These girls aren't just normal Hunters. They must've leveled up a lot using the EXP they got from the Skill Altar, therefore raising their stats.

It was lucky for Allen that they only had the EXPs and not the actual experience. If they did, he wouldn't stand a chance agaisnt two Level 30s. He was barely half that level, and if there were two of them, it would be impossible.

"I-I didn't do anything, officer," Allen lied from underneath his mask. He lowered his voice and made it huskier, just like the one he used to talk to the girls. "They were the ones that attacked me. It was just self defense that their faces got ruined."

Jeremy scoffed, "They had traces of gripping in their wrists and their neck. How can you say such blatant lie?"

Allen felt like his world had stopped for a moment. Gripping on their wrists and neck. But he didn't hold them in neither of those areas. He was kneeling right beside their head as they willingly showed their faces.

Or was it?

His mind suddenly became hazy. There were unrecognized scenes playing in his head. Flashes of events that he didn't seem to remember.

In those vivid memories, he was straddling the women. He was laughing while scratching their faces with his blade. They were screaming for mercy, helplessly laying on the ground while he ruined their faces.

"It's not true," Allen whispered. "I merely made a scratch on their faces. Officer–"

He wasn't able to finish when he felt something went past him. He looked to his side and saw Jeremy beside him, the police officer's gun was pointing in his chest.

"Don't move, and we'll get over this soon," Jeremy said, earning a scoff from Allen.

"As if," Allen smirked pushed the gun away with a swift strike of his hand. He then kicked the officer in his stomach and elbowing his back, making Jeremy slam his body against the floor with a loud echoing thud.

"How dare you do that to an officer?" Donna yelled. She raised her hand, pointing it at Allen and conjured her weapon. It was a pink harpoon gun and it uses energy from the Hunter to create the harpoons.

Judging from the details and the complexity of the weapon, it must be a high tier Rare grade weapon. It can produce harpoons out of nothing, that's not something an ordinary Rare grade can do.

He didn't stand a chance agaisnt them right now. He lost his surprise attack, therefore he lost his upper hand. Plus it would be risky to fight them even when he could par their strength since Jeremy might wake up any time soon. If that happens, it would be game over.

"Not today," Allen said. He looked around and saw that he had no other choice but to go up. With a sigh, he dashed towards the girls, prompting Donna to shoot before he jumped to the side. He leaped on both the walls in the alley alternatively until he reached the roof.

He had to make Donna shoot her harpoon so she would have to take a couple of seconds more to reload it. If he didn't bluffed earlier, he could be shot while he was reaching for the roof.

"Stop!" Felicia yelled. She still didn't bring out her weapon, but waved her hand to try and catch Allen's attention. "Stop it, you monster!"

Before he left, Allen leaned on the alley and watched the girls glare at him. With a wave of his hand, he ran away.

If there's anything he learned when hunting, it's that to always show the beast that you're scared even when you don't have the upper hand. They will lower their guards down and that's when you find the perfect opportunity to strike.

That's what he did to Jeremy earlier. The girls knew that he was strong, but Jeremy didn't. The police officer let his guards down completely, earning him the knockout from Allen.

Allen entered the alley right next to the one he was at. He stored his cloak and mask in his Inventory before walking out like nothing had happened. He can't risk getting caught for now.

Instead of waiting in the alley, he decided to decipher where will Mary enter the small street. Her spot when she was begging was closer to the street Allen just exited in. If he was right with his guess, this street is the one Mary used to get there. He will just have to meet Mary before she enters the street.

Conveniently, there was a coffee shop right across that same alley. Allen positioned himself there, waiting for Mary to pass. It shouldn't be long before she does. It's almost time for their meetup.

And speaking of the alley, Jeremy and the two girls had fled just a few minutes after he escaped. Allen was thinking that they were still looking for him around the area, trying to find who he was.

With a smirk of his lips, he waited for the woman to come. It was time he finishes his business with his first client, and get the Rare grade code she had.