Mystic Dominator

Is it the investigator from the headquarters of the Springs Bureau of Investigation, who was sent to support Burrenwich?

In Ronald's mind, he instantly recalled what he had just read in the book.

Just like what Arida once said.

—Where the number of humans reaches a certain level, the [seed] possessing knowledge must control the number.

This situation caused a problem.

When such an official organization encounters a shortage of manpower, they don't dare to seek help from colleagues in other regions too presumptuously, because once the number of people who come to support increases, the number of [seeds] reaches a threshold.

Before long, the alienation of the world will come.

Even if they take advantage of the gap before the alienation of the world and prepare a plan for the flexible flow of people, this is too dangerous for them.

The next second, Ronald realized another thing.

The man who took the lead among the five to walk in front of him, Mr. Willard in his mouth...

Isn't that the investigator who just left yesterday?

Ronald didn't rush to explain, he first looked at the other person carefully.

Unlike the investigator with a wide-capped Burrenwich coat, the man in front of him was dressed like a salesman in a suit and leather shoes. Although his words were polite when he asked him, the indifference deep in his eyes didn't hide the meaning of tuck at all.

Showing a formulaic smile at the headquarters investigator in front of him, Ronald nodded politely.

"please wait for a moment."

"I need to notify the managers in the bureau."

"Hurry up."

The frowning expression was very impatient, but the guy nodded in agreement.

Immediately, Ronald reached out and pulled a tab under the counter.

In less than half a minute, Ms. Mapel, who heard Ronald pull the communication bell, stepped on the stairs and ran down.

When she went down the stairs and looked up to see someone coming.

Mapel's expression changed.

After a few seconds of silence, she continued:

"Spencer, why are you here?"

"Why can't I come?"

The leading male investigator raised his eyebrows.

Regarding the attitude that Ms. Mapel did not welcome him very much, this guy simply asked a question, and then raised the question more directly:

"After reporting the situation in Burrenwich, we are here today on behalf of the Springs General Administration."

"do you understand?"

"I want to talk to Willard now."

"And you, a guy who voluntarily degenerates into the personnel department and does some boring things, must be our fellow investigators who are fighting on the front line who have a common language."

"..."

Mapel was silent.

She stood there with an ugly face for nearly ten seconds, but she still didn't open her mouth to refute.

A few more breaths passed.

She moved, ready to turn around to look for Willard behind the first floor.

As Spencer said, compared to himself as a civilian, Willard, who has solved mysterious incidents on the spot in recent years, may be the best negotiator.

But at this moment, Ronald suddenly spoke:

"Miss Marpel, please wait a moment."

"Someone left a note for you at the front desk before."

Saying that, Ronald tore off the note he had written yesterday from under the counter, folded it in half, and handed it to Ms. Mapel.

Taking the paper, Mapel immediately opened it and glanced at it.

Although Ronald's handwriting was rather scribbled, she still barely recognized the words on it.

"..."

- eyes from doubt to solemn;

—From solemn to firm;

——In the end, it changed from firmness to the eyes of those who took responsibility.

"Thank you, Ronald."

As if nothing had happened, he folded the paper and stuffed it into his pocket, and Mapel looked up at the man in front of him.

"Willard is not at the headquarters for the time being."

"Spencer, whether you like it or not, you'd better talk to me now."

"I know more about Burrenwich than you do."

Spencer immediately said in a dissatisfied tone:

"You are a clerk, I have nothing to say to you..."

"How could there be nothing to say!"

This time, Mapel interrupted without waiting for the other party to finish speaking.

Imposingly took a step forward, she also said in a bad tone:

"Now the Burrenwich Bureau of Investigation, I am the chief in charge."

"If you don't want to, you can go and ask Hood for instructions."

"I remember that you came here this time, and at the same time you have to install that thing called a radio here. It's not a hassle, right?"

"..."

This time, it was Spencer's turn to be silent.

He did not respond to Mapel's questioning.

After weighing his personal emotions and the orders given by the boss of the Bureau of Investigation, he finally nodded with an ugly expression.

"Okay, let's go up and talk."

"Ronald, you can take a good look here."

Giving Ronald an encouraging look, Miss Maple immediately took five investigators from the Springs headquarters.

I heard a group of people disappearing down the stairs, and a low voice from overhead.

Ronald's expression was as usual, as if this matter had nothing to do with him, scratching his head, he took out the books he had just read less than half of the books from under the cabinet again.

- Continue reading.

Compared with the grievances and grievances of the Bureau of Investigation, it seems that reading books is more interesting.

He, Ronald, is a book lover!

Following the previous content and continuing to read, UU reading www.uukanshu.com "Basic Occult Knowledge" brought him not much help.

Apart from the previous understanding of the nature of the world and the existence of the original.

Most of the latter are records of this warlock who had been hunted down by the Holy See that year.

It was an era when occult knowledge lacked communication and lacked information.

United by faith and trained since childhood, after forming a secret crusade called Punisher, their hunt for the mysterious side is absolutely deadly.

So the following content is basically teaching people how to avoid the investigation of the Holy See, and the skills of escaping birth in extreme situations.

Probably flipping back again, Ronald shook his head and put down the book.

As far as he knows, the current church has lost the momentum of the dark times that a wizard was caught and burned to death.

This is an era when kingship far surpassed theocracy, and the church has evolved into a force under official rule.

The content behind "Basic Occult Common Sense".

It's useless to him.

Putting on another "Recommendation for Novice Investigators", Ronald started a new reading.

Then on the first page of the chapter, he couldn't help laughing out loud.

"Hahahahaha..."

"What is this!"

On the first page of "Recommendations for Novice Investigators", there are also tips for writers.

Here is what he wrote:

——Professional investigators do not need to follow any regulations.

——Only an idiot who died in a mysterious event would leave a last word, "I did it according to the instructions written in the guide" when watching the marquee of life!

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