Lord of the Secret Art!

After resting in Fingreen City for a day, on the second day, Flynn and Lindy brought Ted Danson out of the detention room of the Local Security Bureau, and took the train to Buck City.

In a private room.

After a good night's sleep, Flynn felt refreshed.

He looked at Ted Danson and found that Ted Danson's mental state was obviously not good.

"Looks like you didn't sleep well last night."

"I'm not big enough to sleep well as a prisoner."

Ted Danson laughed at himself.

"I knew why I had to do it now."

Flynn shook his head slightly.

At first, he had a good impression of Ted Danson.

After all, this person introduced him to a wealthy nobleman, who made him three thousand gold pounds in less than an hour.

He didn't feel bad for Ted Danson until he knew that the other party had assassinated him by implanting hypnosis.

"Does a person who can't even eat enough have the right to refuse?"

Ted Danson chuckled lightly.

He was just seven years old when he joined the Ghostface of Hell.

At that time, his father and mother had died one after another, his life had nowhere to go, and he was about to starve to death.

Hell Ghost extended a helping hand to him, even if he knew that Hell Ghost Face was a cult organization, and even if he knew that once he joined Hell Ghost Face, he would become a rat that everyone shouted at, at that time, he had no right to refuse at all.

"..."

Hearing Ted Danson's words, Flynn couldn't help being silent.

When his parents in this life died, he was already quite old, and with the help of his elder sister, he would not be without a living.

Although he has not experienced what happened to Ted Danson, he can imagine it.

He is not qualified to accuse a person who is trying to survive, he can only say that good luck tricks people.

Four hours later, Flynn and Lindy walked out of Buck City Railway Station with Ted Danson.

First, they went to the hotel to get the salute stored in the hotel, and then they went to the local security bureau.

"Director Harlowin, Captain Sox, have you captured Ted Danson?"

In the Local Security Agency, Frank, who had received them before, looked at Ted Danson in handcuffs and shackles with some surprise.

Ted Danson is a high-ring cultist, and the difficulty of arresting him can be imagined.

Before, he was still wondering why the Security Bureau only sent Lindy Hallowin and a high ring to hunt down Ted Danson, but now he understands.

Lindy Harlowin's strength is definitely not ordinary high ring, even in the high ring, I am afraid it is extremely powerful.

Because of this, Ted Danson could be captured by himself.

"Well, I've caught it. We came this time to borrow the detention room of your branch and detain Ted Danson for one night."

Lindy nodded.

"No problem, of course no problem."

Frank quickly agreed, and then said with some embarrassment.

"However, the strongest player in our branch is me who is only in the fourth ring. I'm afraid it will be difficult to bet on Ted Danson."

Lindy naturally thought of this question, she said.

"If it's possible, the two of us would like to borrow the lounge of your branch office so that Ted Danson can be detained."

"Director Harlowin and Captain Sox will be in custody? That's good, that's good."

Frank was relieved.

After dinner, Flynn and Lindy came to the lounge just one wall away from the detention room.

There is no bed in the lounge, but there are two couches, and these two couches will become the beds for Flynn and Lindy tonight.

Although there is definitely no bed to sleep comfortably, it is still possible to make do with it.

"Even if it's not a sorcery, Ted Danson's secret technique is as high as six rings. Ivy's hypnotic hand is only five rings. It may be difficult to interrogate Ted Danson."

"Deputy Director, do you still have the mantra potion you used before?"

Not feeling sleepy yet, Flynn sat on the sofa and asked Lindy.

Lindy put the pillows and blankets she had just bought on the sofa. She was not used to using other people's used things.

Hearing Flynn's question, she shook her head.

"there is none left."

"Then how to interrogate Ted Danson after returning to Constant City?"

Flynn frowned slightly.

"Tomorrow we will not return to Conston, but to Newin."

Lindy half-lyed on the sofa and said.

"Going to Newin City? It's going to be interrogated with the help of Director Stang's secret eye of the mind..."

Suddenly, Flynn thought of Dorothy Stang, the director of the New England Security Bureau, that middle-aged woman with red hair.

The other party is a high-ring mystic who is still practicing the secret art of the eye of the mind. It is very easy to interrogate Ted Danson, who has lost his magic and can only be regarded as an Extraordinary in the middle ring.

At night, a carriage drove into Bake City, heading straight for the Bake City Security Bureau.

The carriage stopped some distance away from the Baker City Security Bureau, and a man in his forties stepped out of the carriage.

The man wore a blue-black mask with circles of overlapping ripple patterns on the mask. He was Dustin Slamu, one of the cultists of the Twelve Rings of the Ghost Mask of Hell.

After getting off the carriage, Dustin looked at the Baker City Security Bureau station from afar.

With a sneer on the corner of his mouth, he walked towards the Baker City Security Bureau without hiding his whereabouts.

His extraordinary ability is not good at sneaking in, and as a twelve-ring magician, there is no need for him to sneak in quietly.

Knowing what was going to happen next, the carriage driver who brought him turned around the carriage and quickly moved away.

"who?"

The Security Bureau is a very special place, whether it is day or night, there are retired soldiers as guards.

Dustin, who came without concealing his whereabouts, was immediately spotted. He learned that there were important prisoners detained by the security bureau tonight and he needed to be more vigilant. The four retired soldiers guarding the main gate immediately aimed their rifles at Dustin who was walking.

"Stand back, if you get closer, we will shoot!"

One of the ex-soldiers warned.

There was no response, and Dustin kept walking, still walking towards the security bureau.

Seeing this, one of the retired soldiers gritted his teeth and spoke out.

"shot!"

The four rifles fired at the same time, and the bullets shot out of the barrels of the rifles continuously, flying towards Dustin who was walking.

Facing the densely fired bullets, Dustin showed a contemptuous smile and kept walking.

Just when the dense bullets approached him and he was about to be hit by the dense bullets, there was a sudden strange fluctuation in front of him.

Crack, crack, crack!

All the bullets shot at him, one meter in front of him, were suddenly affected by some kind of force, turning into metal powder and falling to the ground.

And he was walking towards the four retired soldiers at a constant speed, and walked to the side of the four retired soldiers.

"ah--"

The strange fluctuation just now appeared, and the bodies of the four retired soldiers seemed to have been cut by a shredder.

He was crushed into countless fine pieces of meat and bones, turned into blood mist and floated in the air under the night, and he walked into the security bureau.

"There is an invasion!"

In the security bureau lounge, Flynn and Lindy, who were still asleep, were alarmed.

"You go to the detention room to watch Ted Danson, and I'll check what happened!"

Lindy said to Flynn, and turned into a black shadow and rushed towards the direction of the movement.

"good."

Flynn responded, and hurried out to the next door to the holding room.