Mysteries: Arcana Wars

"If you really want to do good for that crocodile, you should open a zoo or crocodile research institute and obtain all the certificates and procedures to legally keep the iridescent giant-tailed crocodile, instead of eloping with her here and trying to force love with her. This is illegal."

Jeffrey didn't even look up.

"What?! Sir, did you misunderstand?" The controlled Ripoan struggled, "I treat Sophie as my own sister!"

"Outside the human world, redemption, imprisonment, forced love, orthopedics... rich people play with flowers!"

Jeffrey couldn't help but sigh in admiration.

"Okay, take it away, we'll be there in a minute."

"No, sir, listen to me! Listen to me!"

Rip An, who had been shouting his innocence all the way, was finally pushed into the car by the police and taken away first.

Watching the convoy gradually leaving, Jeffrey stood guard without using any equipment, wearing a helmet, lifting the mask, and putting a cigarette in his mouth.

"It won't be over so soon. This rich idiot is going to suffer."

Jeffrey took a long puff, then picked up the cigarette and turned his head to point in the direction the ambulance left.

"Did you see the crocodile just now? She has spiritual colors on her body. She is a relatively low-level extraordinary creature and has no wisdom. You can see it if you open your spiritual vision."

Derrick was stunned.

"Captain, I don't have any extraordinary characteristics..."

“Oh, yes, you don’t have any extraordinary characteristics… Sorry, I forgot. After all, this is the first time I’ve met a team member without extraordinary characteristics… Yes, yes, maybe I should learn from experienced seniors…”

A hint of loneliness flashed across Derrick's eyes, but it was gone in an instant.

“The Giant Crocodile with Colorful Light Scales is a very rare and extraordinary creature. Its scales can be ground into powder to make some very powerful spells, or as a very good ritual material.

"But what the Extraordinary World may not have expected is that the endangered species is not due to the use of Extraordinary people, but because this body of scales is so beautiful that it is being hunted by ordinary people..."

Jeffrey was a rough guy. He was concentrating on feeling his stubble and immersed in his own thoughts, and had no time to care about what his teammates felt.

"Eric, go with Rainbow Brush to the police station. I'll follow the Punisher to interrogate the prisoners. Derrick, you go to the animal hospital and guard the giant-tailed crocodile corpse to see if there is any problem. Any other questions?"

"Captain, I think I may not be able to complete this mission well."

Derrick hesitated. He had no extraordinary characteristics, could not see with his mind, and could not track spiritual changes. He could only provide the lowest and most ordinary vision... He felt that these abilities were useless.

"How about I switch with Senior Eric?"

In this case, the investigation of the giant-tailed crocodile is obviously more important than that of the rainbow brush; as a newcomer, I also have an attitude of actively contributing and performing well; Captain Jeffrey is experienced, assigns work reasonably, and is willing to let me, a newcomer, learn a lot.

Everyone is very nice and the work is proceeding in an orderly manner.

…It’s just…I…

It's just that I simply couldn't complete this small task.

Jeffrey thought about it carefully, confirmed with Derrick with his eyes, and nodded in agreement with the proposal.

"Then Eric, go to the animal hospital and follow up on the situation of the Fantasy Light Scaled Giant Tailed Crocodile and wait for their autopsy report. Derrick, go and follow up on the interrogation of Rainbow Brush."

After signaling to each other, the three of them left the scene in three different directions.

This confused Klein, who was eavesdropping with a secret doll.

He quickly searched the map and found that these locations were quite far apart, so it would be difficult for three secret dolls to eavesdrop on three people at the same time.

After a brief thought, Klein decided to follow Derrick first and let the other two hear as much as they could.

Birds, reptiles, butterflies, snakes, Klein switched his secret dolls along the way and followed Derrick closely.

Finally, Klein stopped in a small square. This place was one kilometer away from the police station where Rainbow Brush Reperan was being interrogated. There was basically no chance of him being discovered, which was enough to give Klein a good sense of security.

You can't really hang around in front of the police station!

Those puppet masters who only know how to hang around their targets are so lame!

Merlin Hermes had just experienced a long journey, so he did not change into his usual street performance costumes, but simply wore some daily clothes. However, the long-term wandering performances had a great impact on his lifestyle. The costumes he wore for a long time seemed to have become part of his personality. Even in his daily clothes, he had a special temperament. People could not help but start to wonder if he was a magician, or the kind with the stage name "Hermes".

Bayam had no shortage of entertainers of all kinds, and the public had high expectations for acrobatic and circus performances. The street performers in the small square were all very serious about wearing their full performance costumes, and their skills were superb. Today was a weekday, and although few people were willing to stop and watch, the audience who occasionally approached the performers were more generous than Backlund.

Some people would subconsciously look back when walking past Klein, thinking that he was a new artist who was going to set up a makeshift stage in the square, but they would soon find that this magician who looked a little gloomy was not preparing to open for business and was really just passing by.

Observing the expressions of passers-by, Klein couldn't help but feel that his new Merlin Hermes had finally established himself.

After wandering around the park for a week, Klein found a comfortable place to sit down and started to browse the data terminal, monitoring Derrick's situation. The management of the police station was stricter than Klein had imagined. He searched for a long time before finding some insects suitable for the secret doll crawling.

It seems that cleaning well can not only reduce viruses, but also reduce spies.

Just as Klein was sighing, he suddenly had an idea. A stranger in a white coat came over, carrying bags of different sizes on his waist, and sat next to Klein. He even hooked a hand on Klein's shoulder.

Unlike Ando Kairich, this inexplicable guy is actually a 100% pointy-eared Western Continental person.

"Hey, Loen people, would you like to do a bit of divination?"

As he spoke, the man patted Klein's shoulder in a familiar manner, beckoned Klein's head towards him, and raised his huge badge to show Klein his business card, which was larger than a mobile phone terminal. He wanted to stick the badge on Klein's face.

"A divination with Western Continental characteristics! I guarantee that you Loen people have never seen it before! Do you want to try it? It's very interesting! You must pay for it!"

Several strange characters were written in the middle of the transparent display. They seemed to be some modern characters from the Western Continent, but Klein actually did not know any modern language of the Western Continent and could not even distinguish them.

He could only roughly understand this guy's name through the rune words below the characters.

...Chang Tou Tu?

Is this how the name is pronounced?

"What? You don't believe in my strength? Never mind. We can calculate one for you first!"

As if he took Klein's silence as a kind of suspicion or provocation, before Klein could answer, Chang Tou Tu, eager to prove himself, took out a two-palm-sized turtle shell from his waist bag, poured out the mess of Cima coins inside, stuffed in a handful of colorful small wood chips, and then shook it desperately.

No, what do you want?

Please calculate it for me, I haven’t even asked my question yet!

Chang Tou Tu was seen with a solemn expression, muttering something, and jumping up and down while holding the tortoise shell.

Suddenly, a piece of white wood popped out of the turtle shell and landed next to Klein.

Chang Toutu's expression suddenly became serious. He slowly squatted down beside Klein and stared at the white piece of wood carefully.

"White."

The unlucky wandering magician swallowed his saliva. He had indeed been having a hard time recently. He was suddenly nervous about these operations and could not help but ask.

"White? What does white represent?"

"White."

Chang Tou Tu picked up the wood chip and said seriously.

"The long johns you're wearing today are white."

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