Lord of the Secret Art!

"Looks like my lurking should be over!"

A sense of crisis rose in his heart.

Judging from whether he was arrested or just monitored, the Security Bureau should only suspect him.

But as long as there is suspicion, on the mysterious side, there are too many means to determine whether a person responds from time to time, and it is only a matter of time before he is exposed.

“Peg City can’t stay any longer!”

He left the room and went to the bedroom.

Locking the bedroom door, he walked to a wall.

Holding a delicate stone wall of the wall with both hands, the delicate stone wall was dug out, revealing a hollow area inside.

In the hollow area, there is a black mask.

The face of the black mask is composed of mist, erratic, changing shape at all times, without a fixed shape.

He picked up the black mask and put it on his face.

The mask seemed attractive, and as he put it on, the mask was immediately firmly attached to his face, as if it had taken root on his face.

hum!

He opened the window and jumped from the second floor.

It didn't land on the ground. Before landing, black mist appeared under his feet, lifting him up into the sky.

Under the darkness, quickly leave the city of Peg.

...

In the morning, Ivy and Aixi pushed open the door of lounge 201, and greeted Flynn who had arrived in the lounge.

"morning."

Flynn responded with a smile, he also just arrived at the Security Bureau not long ago.

Ivy picked up the teapot and started to make tea as usual. After a while, the lounge was filled with a strong tea fragrance.

Flynn picked up his teacup, took a sip, and said.

"I don't know if there will be a mission today?"

"Are you looking forward to the mission?"

Essie's long green hair hung down behind her, very soft and elegant. She looked at Flynn and asked in doubt.

"It's true. I've been reading every day for half a month, and my body is getting rusty. I want to move my body."

Flynn put down his teacup and said.

"It's true that I haven't been on a mission for a long time."

Ivy said.

In the past, there was a task basically once a week, but now there is no task for half a month. For a while, I am really not used to it.

Of course, it's impossible to look forward to a mission like Flynn did.

"Be content, if you have stayed in the capital, you would not have such expectations."

Looking at Flynn, Essie rolled her eyes.

She is from the Headquarters of the Security Bureau, and the Headquarters of the Security Bureau is located in Fort Conant, the capital of the kingdom.

Fort Conant is one of the three largest cities in the world, with a population of more than five million, which is several times that of Conston City.

With such a large population, it is like sweet honey that emits fragrance all the time. It is very attractive to weirdness, and the frequency of mysterious events can be imagined.

Mysterious incidents occur frequently. As a member of the official mysterious organization that maintains law and order, the frequency of missions is naturally extremely high.

In her opinion, it is really a kind of happiness to be able to receive less than one mission in half a month.

"How frequent are mysterious incidents in the royal capital?"

Flynn asked curiously.

Although I know that mysterious incidents are more frequent because of the large population in the capital, but I don't know how often.

"One or two missions a week is the norm, sometimes even three missions a week."

It wasn't a very good memory, and Ai Xi's face became slightly dark.

"Tasks are so frequent? Are you busy?"

Flynn felt his scalp tingle.

A mission takes at least one or two days, and three missions a week, so there is basically no possibility of rest.

Although he longs for mystery, he never wants to be as busy as a hardworking bee, seven days a week.

"A lot of times they are too busy. When they are too busy, the Security Bureau will issue commissions to other large-scale secret arts forces, entrusting the mystics of other large-scale secret arts forces."

Essie said.

"That's it..."

Flynn nodded understandingly.

When the Constant City Security Bureau is too busy, it will also issue commissions to other large-scale secret arts forces.

This tradition may have been passed down from the capital, and because the capital did this, the branches of the security bureaus across the kingdom would do the same.

Bang, bang, bang!

There was a knock on the door, and Julie, with blond hair and thin-rimmed eyes, walked in after being allowed.

"Julie, is there a mission?"

Seeing that it was Julie who entered, Feilin couldn't help but lighten his eyes, and asked quickly.

"No, the deputy bureau is looking for you and asked you to go to her office."

Julie shook her head.

Knowing that it was not a mission, Felin was disappointed and asked in doubt.

"I'm looking for something, what's the matter?"

"I'm not so sure either."

Julie shook her head.

Flynn stood up, walked out of the lounge with Julie, and headed for Lindy's office.

Julie went to her office, and Flynn came to Lindy's office alone, knocked on the door, pushed the door and walked in.

Looking around, I found that Lindy was not sitting at the desk at this time, but was wearing a black dress inlaid with gemstones, sitting elegantly on the sofa.

He walked over and sat down on a sofa.

"I just got the news from the intelligence department that the mystic who assassinated you with implanted hypnosis in Peg City has been identified."

Seeing Flynn sitting down, Lindy said.

"Identified already? What is the identity of this person?"

Flynn asked with interest.

"This is someone you know."

Lindy glanced at Flynn, and said in a slightly serious tone.

"Someone I know?"

Flynn frowned, the person who assassinated him by implanting hypnosis was actually a person he knew.

he asked in a deep voice.

"who is it?"

"It's Ted Danson."

Lindy said.

"It's him?!"

Flynn looked surprised.

Ted Danson, the captain of the Peg City Security Bureau, the head of the Peg City Security Bureau.

The information of the intelligence department must have been repeatedly confirmed, and it is impossible to make mistakes, which means that there must be something wrong with Ted Danson.

He was amazed that someone in such an important position could have a problem.

Thinking of getting along with the other party after going to Peg City, he couldn't help being afraid for a while.

If the other party hadn't thought about it and didn't want to expose his identity to attack him, he might be in danger, and he might have to use the time-space watch.

After a while, he calmed down and asked.

"Which secret art organization is he an internal agent?"

"It's not a secret organization. Judging from the current investigation, it is speculated that he should be a cult member of the large cult organization Hell Ghost Face."

Lindy shook her head and said in a deep voice.

"A cultist? How is this possible?"

Flynn was surprised again.

He had close contact with Ted Danson, but the panel didn't respond to Ted Danson at that time. How could a person who couldn't make the panel respond to him be a cultist?

Thinking that Flynn was surprised that Ted Danson practiced secret arts but was a cult member, Lindy explained.

"Secret arts and sorcery do not actually conflict. As long as cult members have the corresponding aptitude for secret arts, they can also practice secret arts. Ted Danson should be like this."

"..."

Flynn was still frowning, and Lindy's explanation couldn't explain the doubts in his heart.

However, he had a guess.

It is mentioned in books related to the occult that the cultists of the large cult organization Hell Ghost Face derive their power from the masks they wear.

Could it be that the reason why the panel didn't respond to Ted Danson was that Ted Danson wasn't wearing the mask that was the source of magical power?

Of course, this is just speculation after all.

If you want to figure this out, only the cultists who encounter the ghost face of hell in the future can verify it.