Please listen to the voice of black magic

"Captain, do you think this fire is suspicious?"

On the street next to the slum where a serious fire broke out not long ago, there was an inconspicuous black car parked.

Sitting in the driver's seat of the simple car was a black-haired young man who looked a little bored.

The young man rested his elbows on the car door with the window pulled down. He held his chin and looked at the blackened traces of the flames not far away after the flames burned out.

"Is it really okay for us to spend our time here? Aren't we going to track down the golden witch and the Abyss Order?"

"The clues about the golden witch were broken. After the witch suddenly disappeared, the Abyss Cult nervously disappeared. Our reliable informant couldn't give us any information. Now we have no clue and can only... Bit by bit, I used the most basic carpet search to find those guys.”

Sitting in the passenger seat, the sturdy man with short hair had his eyes closed, as if he was falling asleep, but when he heard the question from the young man next to him, he responded immediately.

"The fire in the slums of this city happened too suddenly, and the timing was a little too good. And according to several clues we got from the police, the fire should be man-made. There seems to be some problems with the source of the fire. , anyway, now we can only wait for further news, so let’s stop by and investigate.”

"Okay, okay, along the way, I understand."

The black-haired young man actually only complained because he was too bored. He did not object to the captain's course of action.

He simply thought that there might be a big war after coming to this city, and made all kinds of psychological preparations. Who knew that when he actually arrived at the scene, nothing happened.

He had only succeeded in becoming a white knight a month ago, and he planned to make great achievements quickly. He wanted to prove his ability, but then, the great opportunity disappeared somehow and they failed.

This sense of gap was so great that he was unable to adjust his mentality for a while.

"So, our miko, did you see anything?"

The young man turned his head and looked at the long-haired woman in the back seat.

The woman with thick light-colored hair suddenly opened her eyes that were originally closed at this time.

"Captain, your hunch is correct, there is something wrong with this ghetto, there is something wrong with this fire."

The young woman, who was probably only in her twenties, had tears in her eyes at this time.

Not surprised, she calmly took out a handkerchief from her pocket and quickly cleaned the blood stains on her face.

"Fortunately, we arrived in time and the evidence has not disappeared. The area directly in front of us is full of traces of spirituality. It is estimated that a large number of ghosts or undead have been active."

"Very good, then we have something to do next."

The burly man known as the captain slowly opened his eyes.

"Newcomer, can you try to get some information from the residents in the slums?"

"No problem. I was also born in a slum. I know what to do."

Hearing that he finally had something to do, the black-haired young man immediately cheered up.

He wouldn't mind such a basic search mission, he just didn't want to waste time sitting around.

"Captain, I'll go first."

The young man waved to the two people in the car, then opened the door and left quickly with windy steps.

"It's great to be young."

The woman who had already taken out cosmetics from her bag to touch up her makeup at some point smiled and sighed.

"Captain, what about my mission?"

"Witch, you need to rest in the car first. There is no need to force yourself in front of the new couple. The psychic spying on you just now consumed a lot of energy."

The captain's calm eyes stared at the woman whose expression became a little stiff through the rear mirror.

"Witch, if you are afraid that you will have nothing to do, just take out the map and confirm the area where you found the problem. What kind of things were there before the fire."

"I see."

The witch nodded.

After quickly touching up her makeup, she took out the detailed map of the city she had obtained from the local branch not long ago and began to check the situation in the relevant area.

The captain had already got out of the car and was preparing to investigate the outer areas of the slum.

"Huh? He is..."

The captain had not walked a few steps when he suddenly saw a familiar figure.

The other party has become a little different from when we met before. It feels a little careless, but it can't be said to be decadent.

"Did this person come to this city at that time?"

The captain thought for a while and then made a decision quickly.

He stepped towards the place where the familiar figure was.

"I don't know if he is still working as a detective. Let's ask him first. In this strange city, this person may be able to help me."

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"Hello, long time no see, Antonio Canon."

Antonio, who was sitting in a small restaurant on the street next to the Skid Row, looked at the man sitting in front of him in surprise, minding his own business.

The language spoken by the other party is not Bansi, which is the official language of this country, but Golan, which is more widely used around the world.

The strong man, wearing ordinary clothes but still unable to conceal his tough temperament, greeted Antonio politely.

"Do you still recognize me? I'm David."

"……of course I remember."

Antonio tried hard to hide his true emotions, and also responded to the other party in Gran language.

As a detective, he can be considered a top student, and of course he understands Gram, a language that can be called the lingua franca of the world.

This person...is the white knight who came here actually him...

The strong man in front of him is the last person Antonio wants to see right now.

He would rather see the golden witch than suddenly meet this man!

"The last time we met was probably a year ago in the capital, David of the White Knight."

"I'm glad you remember me."

David first waved to the waiter, and after ordering the meal, he continued talking to Antonio.

When talking to the waiter, he used pretty standard Banxi.

"Antonio, although I heard that you left the capital, I never expected that you would be in this city. This can be regarded as fate."

Antonio had to force a smile.

This white knight, who seemed a bit serious, was probably trying to slow down the atmosphere, but it didn't help at all.

After all, Antonio really has something on his mind.

"Antonio, are you still working as a detective?"

After a few appropriate conversations, the white knight finally got to the point.

"I'm still a detective."

Antonio responded cautiously, fearing that if he accidentally said something wrong, he would be suspected by the white knight in front of him.

"To be honest, I came to this city because I have a job, but this is my first time in this strange city and I am not familiar with this place. I want to find a reliable person to help me investigate certain things. of."

Hearing that the white knight wanted to entrust him, Antonio's first reaction was to reject him.

However, Antonio's mind quickly came to his senses. This might also be an opportunity.

"David, what do you want me to investigate? Let's talk about it first. If it's too dangerous, I won't do it no matter how much money you give me."

Antonio put himself into the detective's career mode and began to communicate with the client in business.

"Please rest assured that I will not let ordinary people participate in high-risk things. I just want to know more about this city and what is worth remembering about this city recently."

David slowly talked about his commissioned project.

"In addition, Antonio, I want to know what kind of actions the local gangs have been doing recently, and whether there have been any suspicious underground organizations here recently. If you know about it, please be sure to tell me and I will pay you. Remunerated accordingly.”