Chapter 1185: The Trapped Villagers

Hao Ren looked in the direction Vivian was pointing at. A man was sitting behind the long table near the bonfire. He had a prominent European face, sunken eyes, high nose, and was wearing an old woolen coat, chatting cheerfully with his friends. The fire cast wavy shadows on his sharp, angular face.

Hao Ren saw the man was somewhat familiar, but he could not remember who the man was. Poking the MDT in his pocket, Hao Ren said, "Hey, Brickie, look up the database and see if there is information about this person."

"Pierre, male, spirit detective, you have met him once," the MDT reported. "You must have forgotten—when looking for the Ancattero Family, the Tannaeans in exile on Earth—we met this man in the small town outside the Golden Manor. He claimed to be a detective of the spiritual world, but he was only an ordinary human with no special strength, relying on excavating antiquities in various supernatural ruins and knowledge for a living."