A Wizard's Survival Guide to the 20th Century

Levi took his hands off his ears and turned to look at Cruise.

"I didn't expect to get results so quickly. Gompers went to find Mr. Harrison. There was indeed an agreement between the two of them."

"But there was nothing related to wizards in their conversation."

Cruise sighed a little and said, "I think you can almost replace Reese."

As he left Harrison's office, Levi quietly placed a listening device under his chair.

Well, voodoo bugs.

【Ear of the Snooper】

[Rating: 1E]

[Materials required: clay, sufficient mercury]

[Explanation: The trait fragments left by the snooper (professional system) wizard, partial to Yin]

[A black ear made of clay can transmit the sounds heard into the user's ears]

[The sound will break after hearing too much sound]

This is also the formula that Levi obtained at St. Francis before. It is very convenient to use. The material of the clay makes it easy to apply and use, and it is not easy to detect.

This is why Cruise said Levi can replace Reese.

Reese's traits: The specialty of "Magician" is having many little tricks that are not very effective.

But with the development of technology, these little tricks are becoming less and less effective. "Flick into fire" can be replaced by a lighter, "fluorescent flash" can be replaced by a flashlight, and now the "Floating Magic Eye" has the same function as the "Snooper's Ear".

It can be said that times have changed.

Levi repeated what he heard to Cruise in more detail.

"This information is not of much help to us." Krusmo rubbed his chin and said, "Pack it up and send it to the headquarters, so that the people in the administrative department will have a headache."

"Okay." Levi nodded.

At this time, the ear is still faithfully transmitting sounds, but these sounds are very weak, giving people the feeling of listening to the radio with headphones turned to the lowest volume.

The only impact is that it may affect sleep.

However, this ear will not last until that time. After about half a day, the ear will break and turn into a lump of dirt standing under the chair.

While Levi was paying attention to whether there was any other news coming in, he got on the tram with Mr. Cruz and returned to the police station.

After crossing the familiar road and opening the office door, Levi saw Field and Martha, who said welcome back.

They're all here...it seems like one person is missing, forget it.

"Why did it take so long to come back?" Field frowned and asked softly.

"It's okay, we just monitored Mr. Harrison." Levi said. After spending so long together, he could tell that Field was actually concerned.

"Yes." The latter nodded and relaxed, "I visited around the Labor Life Improvement Foundation."

"What do the residents think of Henry?"

"They think these are just minor disturbances, and some even think he is just disturbing people...in short, not many people care about him."

"It seems to be the same as what the person from the foundation said."

"Absolutely."

So Harrison has indeed never heard of Henry, is he not lying?

Levi lowered his head and thought for a while, trying to find doubts in what Harrison said, but in the end he found nothing.

He had no choice but to shake his head.

"Where's Martha?" Cruise asked at this time.

"I took Henry's belongings from Mr. Brown as you said." Martha said, "Mr. Brown asked me eagerly if I had identified the murderer... but I can only say that I have some clues."

"How did he respond?"

"He said: It's good if you have eyebrows, it's good if you have eyebrows, and then he kept repeating it and sighed." Martha thought about it and lowered her eyes.

The other people in the room couldn't help but fell silent after listening to her words.

The reason for this silence is simple. They still have not made any substantial progress. The only clues left by the butcher Eli are Henry's body and one mystery after another.

But if you want to get more clues, you have to wait until he shows up next time and kills an innocent person, even a good guy like Henry.

Perhaps their path was wrong from the start, and Eli the Butcher never left evidence during his hunt.

Cruise looked around and was about to speak when he heard Levi's voice.

"Where are his relics? Take them out and take a look." Levi said, "Maybe we can find something in them. We will visit Miss Karina later, or look through previous records."

He continued: "There will always be clues."

……

"Team leader!" A police officer slammed his hands on Roger's desk angrily and without regard for etiquette. "Four people have been killed. Why haven't we taken action?"

"Are we going to just watch and wait for the angels to kill us one by one?"

"We've already started taking action, Keith, you just can't see it." Roger looked at him silently, until the latter calmed down a bit, he slowly spoke.

"Action? Is it the group of people who completely believe in BOI? Give all command rights to them?" Geese sneered and asked sharply.

"That's it." Roger's tone became a little more serious. "This is my decision and the director's decision."

"I know you're scared and angry right now, and I'm just as scared and angry as you are, but you're a police officer, Keith."

"You can't act like a gangster and seek revenge or vent out of anger. Doing so will only destroy our plan. Do you understand? Besides, who can you take revenge on? You don't even know where the angel is."

Keith was asked. He turned away, bit his lip, and said softly: "Then arrest everyone related to the union."

Roger's expression changed, he stood up from the chair, pointed at Keith's face, and said sternly: "Take back what you said! Now pack your things and go home, you are on administrative leave!"

Giss didn't say anything, turned around silently, and turned to leave.

Roger sighed and sat back.

Giese was just one of them. He didn't know how many police officers besides Giese had their spirits broken to the limit. Maybe it was time to take action.

But before he could think of what to do, he heard footsteps coming from far and near.

Roger looked up and saw someone pushing the door open again.

This time it was Rhys Thain. He turned his head and looked in the direction he was looking and said:

"Who was that person just now?"

"Jones Guise, a wizard police officer." Roger rubbed his forehead and said, "He had a good relationship with Rolle. Maybe Rolle's death made him scared."

"This is inevitable. After all, our opponent is a serial killer who specifically targets police officers, is powerful and has the support of many people. This is not someone the police should face in the first place." Reese nodded.

"Yes, we have been hunters for too long, and now we have suddenly become prey." Roger sighed.