Constructing-Style Wizard

Chapter 382 372. Am I a genius?

MI2 is set up in a secret underground stronghold.

The crisp sound of the typewriter echoed in the air, and the smoke from burning cigarettes was swept by the workers in the two offices who passed by. The huge office was still noisy and lively, and everyone was prostrate in front of their desks, focusing on the work in their hands.

Several figures wearing black formal suits with stand-up collars, led by soldiers from the Second Division, passed through the office area, entered the rear corridor, and stopped in front of the door of Acting Commander Most.

The soldiers knocked on the door, reported, pushed the door open, and stood aside to let them through.

The figures behind him filed into Murst's office.

With a "click" sound, the door closed.

Moster sat in his seat and did not stand up to greet the visitor. He just pointed to the chair opposite the table and said:

"We both know the basics, so let's skip the polite part. Please sit down. Is there anything I need you to come over in person for?"

There were three visitors in total.

There was a flash of light on their bodies, and their disguises were removed, and they changed from wearing black formal clothes to golden and white magic robes.

The visitors were none other than Lamont, the pure light wizard who was staying in Resuscitation City, and his two companions.

About half an hour ago, Most received letters from the Leyline Pillar and the Pure Light Tribunal at the same time.

The letter from the Jingguang Court was a notice, to the effect that it wanted to ask Most in person about some matters, and would use some detection spells to ensure that Most was not lying.

The letter from the Pillar of Earth Lines came from Most's current mentor, who warned him to assist the investigation of the Pure Light Tribunal, and he would answer whatever the Pure Light Wizard asked.

Being able to have his mentor persuade him to cooperate with the Jingguang Tribunal shows that what the Jingguang Wizard is investigating is very serious, and it is related to the Land of Resurrection.

Moster recalled it, and it seemed that nothing major had happened recently, right?

Recovery City is peaceful and orderly.

It's just that the undead souls in the tomb are a little too quiet. Is this why the Pure Light Tribunal came?

With the question mark in his mind, Most invited the visiting Pure Light wizards to sit down, and then brought the teacup with the "wizard hand".

The three of them sat side by side, with Lamont in the middle.

He considered his tone and asked:

"You should have received a letter to cooperate with our investigation, right?"

"Yes." Meister nodded slightly, and the light and shadow on the silver-white metal mask shook:

"Can you tell me specifically what happened? In my impression, nothing big has happened recently, right?"

"Something did happen, but only a few people know about it so far."

Lamont had met Murst several times before, and the two had a slight friendship. At this time, he told the truth in a calm tone so that the other party could understand the whole story:

"That's it, Moster. About three days ago, the Pure Light Tribunal's stronghold in Resuscitation City lost an extremely important magic item..."

The lines on Meuster's face were a little tight.

Somehow, he felt that he was related to this matter, or to someone he knew, but he could never remember who that person was...

Moster wore a mask on his face, and this layer of metal disguise concealed his expression well, giving him enough time to adjust his mentality.

While listening to Lamont's account of the incident, Moster thought carefully.

Gradually, he remembered something.

I seem to have signed a rather mysterious soul contract recently.

Meister held his breath and concentrated, sensing his spiritual ocean, and found the phantom of this soul contract in the ocean full of energy points.

After reading it once, Murster couldn't help but feel his heart beat faster.

In all likelihood, it was the signer of this contract who stole the items from the Jingguang Court!

Why do you say that?

Because the content of this soul contract is extremely simple, but it is also very strict.

The contractor paid a large amount of soul energy and made Most drink a potion of forgetfulness.

Gone.

There is only so much in the contract.

Moster couldn't even remember when he drank the potion, forgot something, or who the contractor was.

Without even thinking about it, just based on the experience that Meister has accumulated from the intrigues with the Death Society and the Necromancer Sect over the years, he can determine:

It must be this hidden contractor who stole the things from the Jingguang Court.

Even if he didn't steal it, he must be related to this incident.

But who is this guy?

How did he find himself, convince himself to drink the potion, and actively forget his memory?

Just based on the soul energy he gave me?

Moster checked his spiritual ocean and discovered a sum of up to 3 million points of soul energy.

All right.

The mysterious man really convinced me at that time that 3 million points of soul energy was not a small amount of money, and it could indeed buy me...

But what is the origin of that person?

Meister frowned and thought hard.

He glanced at the three Lamonts sitting opposite.

I really didn't expect that he, the acting commander of MI2, would one day become the subject of someone else's investigation, and that he was indeed related to the incident.

This gave Most a bit of a funny feeling in his heart.

He quickly calmed down and erased the strangeness in his mind.

At this point, he knew that he had boarded the mysterious man's pirate ship.

The wisest way is definitely to keep silent about the soul contract.

After drinking the forgetfulness potion and forgetting the relevant memories, even if the Jingguang Court used memory search spells, there would be no clues to be found from him.

Moster still has some experience in this area.

He patiently listened to Lamont's words, lit a cigarette for himself, and said while smoking:

"I probably know what happened. I regret the loss of the Pure Light Tribunal. However, although I am a wizard of the Pillar of Earth Lines, I only have the strength of the third ring, and I am only responsible for the internal military affairs of the empire in the Land of Resurrection. Affairs. I’m afraid I can’t help the Jingguang Court.”

Meister slowly exhaled the smoke:

"In other words, you think it was the Death Society and the Necromancer Sect that planned this incident. If that's the case, I can indeed share with you the recent intelligence from MI2."

Seeing Most's calm attitude, Lamont smiled and said:

"We do want to ask you for a piece of information from MI2. We want to know where members of the Necronomicon have appeared recently. Of course, we also want to know about the movements of the death-reporting society, even the death-reporting society. The wizarding forces of the Ring of Unas.”

"Okay, no problem. Just wait here for a while. I'll have people outside prepare the documents and then send them to you."

Meuster tapped the metal horn on the table with his knuckles and muttered something into the mouth of the horn.

The speaker is a microphone that, when activated, can transmit his instructions to the clerk's office next door.

After arranging the arrangement of documents, Meister leaned back in his chair and asked:

"Is there anything else?"

Lamont and his companion looked at each other, exchanged glances, and said with a coercive smile:

"We need to ask you a few questions. While you answer, my companion will cast a detection spell to identify whether your answers are true. Of course, you are not a sin witch. You have the right to refuse. We will not force it. "

Most seemed to have heard the joke and laughed out loud:

"Forget it, Lamont. I still have some understanding of the behavior of your Pure Light Court. Maybe after I refuse now, it won't be long before you bring me to the court for interrogation with a censorship order. .”

Moster shook his hand at Lamont, who was laughing awkwardly:

"Just ask. Both of our time is valuable."

"Then let's get started." Lamont winked at his companion.

The two pure light wizards sitting next to Lamont stood up from their chairs, pulled out their ivory wands, and sprinkled golden magic light in the room.

Suddenly, there were many golden-white light spots suspended in the air in the office.

Lamont sat upright in his chair and asked Most:

"Please tell me what you have experienced in the past seven days in chronological order, from far to near. Please be sure to express it accurately and be as detailed as possible."

Meister was smoking a cigarette and his tone was as usual:

"I don't have anything to say about my affairs. Apart from staying here to work all day long, I just meditate in my room. But since you asked, I will definitely give you a definite answer. Let me recall it carefully..."

"Huh~"

Moster blew out the smoke and started talking about what happened seven days ago.

A full hour passed before Moster finished dictating.

There is nothing abnormal about those small light spots suspended in the air.

Lamont's companion nodded slightly at Lamont, indicating that Most was not lying.

Lamont himself has a "lie sense."

From beginning to end, he never heard the bell that symbolized the other party's lying.

However, this does not mean that Murst is fine.

There was no response from the detection spell and "Lie Sense", which only meant that what Most said was true, but it did not mean that he did not deliberately conceal anything.

So, Lamont asked:

"Excuse me, did you leave out some information?"

Most shrugged his shoulders:

"That's for sure. There are some things involving the palace, you know what I mean. I can't reveal all those things about my father, are you right?"

Lamont still didn't hear the bell.

He asked again:

"Then what you concealed is related to the theft case?"

Moster rubbed his chin and realized that Lamont was a bit difficult to deal with. He had to come up with something to stop the other party's questions in time, otherwise sooner or later it would be discovered that he drank the forgetfulness potion.

"I'm not sure if it's related to the theft." Moster lit the cigarette ashes:

"How about I take out the things and show them to you, and you can make your own judgment?"

"Please." Lamont gestured.

Most opened the drawer, took out the folder, put it on the table, and took out the photos.

The content in the photo is the mysterious lines painted on the walls and floors.

"Some of my brothers and sisters have defected to the Necromantic Cult. My investigators discovered these strange patterns in their residences."

Moster poked at the photo with his fingertip:

"These files involve dad's scandal, so please forgive me for hiding something."

Lamont picked up the photo, looked at it, and asked casually:

"Have you shown these photos to anyone else?"

"Others? Do you mean people other than the MI2 investigators who are responsible for investigating these lines? My answer is no. Only me and a few investigators can see these photos."

Moster's answer did not allow Lamont to hear the bell.

Lamont put the finished photos into a stack and stuffed them back into the portfolio.

After pondering for a few seconds, he said:

"Mester, I have one last question left."

"Excuse me." Moster couldn't help but his heartbeat quickened.

"Have you drank the forgetfulness potion recently?"

Hearing this question, Meister's throat instinctively twitched slightly due to nervousness, but luckily he restrained it in time.

"No. I didn't drink that."

After Meister finished speaking, he glanced at the light spots in the sky with his peripheral vision.

The golden-white light spot was as usual, without any change.

This can't help but make Meister wonder, are these magic light spots used to detect lies fake?

Or is his level of lying high enough to fool detection spells?

Lamont didn't pay much attention to Most's reaction. He had been paying attention to his extraordinary abilities.

"Lie Sense" still didn't issue any warning.

Moster didn't lie.

It seems that this three-ring wizard who holds a high position in the empire has indeed nothing to do with the theft case...

Lamont asked his companions to remove the spell.

He forced a smile, chatted with Meister for a few words, then took the intelligence set given by the other party and left.

After the three Pure Light wizards left, Moster leaned on his chair, unable to figure out why the detection spell did not detect his lies...

"Am I born to do Teco???"

Murster muttered.

Li Nuo, who was on Island No. 33, heard Moster's soliloquy and a smile appeared on his face.

Are you born to do Teco?

Shit.

I'm helping you, okay?

Li Nuo laughed and turned off the "tracking mark" on Most.

The last time he signed a soul contract with the other party, Li Nuo put a "tracking mark" on him.

At that time, the assassination angel had not left yet.

He protected this spell mark with the genuine "Vail of Separation" and handed over the control of "Veil of Separation" to Li Nuo.

To this day, the "veil of separation" still exists in Moster's body.

This "veil of separation" consumed a lot of Assassination Angel's power.

It will take about three or four days before the "veil of separation" on Meister will disappear.

During this period, as long as Li Nuo activates the "veil of separation" on Meister in time, he can accurately help the opponent block the detection spell and Lamont's "Lie Perception".

In order to figure out the movements of the Pure Light Tribunal and the Metal Ancestral Dragon as soon as possible, Li Nuo has been using his magic vision to secretly observe the situation at Meister these days.

It was because of this move that he knew about Lamont's arrival, and he naturally covered up the lies for Most and erased his own mistakes.

Presumably, after Lamont's visit fails, the Court of Clear Light will completely remove Most from the list of suspects.

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