The Mystery:The Witch and the Scourge

Charlie is a natural optimist. Under his leadership, the tense atmosphere disappeared. Thomas, who was mired in self-doubt, took a sip of wine to calm down and continued to share the latest news.

"Major General Gordon is currently out of work. The military claimed that he was on leave, but in fact he was dismissed from his post."

No wonder he had time to hold a banquet... Joyce complained in his mind, and at the same time keenly connected William's sacrifice with Gordon's dismissal. Judging from the experience of familiarity with history in his previous life, this situation was probably between military factions.

The result of a failed struggle.

So, he asked directly:

"Why?"

"Not sure." Thomas shook his head and said in an erratic tone:

"There are rumors that it may be related to the recent resurgence of missing persons."

"Hey!" Charlie sneered: "When did human trafficking disappear?"

Thomas did not refute what he said, but just added:

"The scale of this discovery is astonishing. The report shows that including several small tribes in the southern continent, all the residents on the unnamed island in the sea near Roside have disappeared mysteriously, without leaving any clues."

"According to what you said, it's not something that ordinary people can do, at least General Gordon can't do it, right?"

Charlie's father was a major general before he retired, so he knew very well the rights and power of a major general, and it was impossible for him to hide such a big thing from MI9.

That's because there is a high-level cover-up. Our King should have discovered the tomb of the "Black Emperor" and started abducting people to build the cemetery... Joyce immediately thought of the last layer, and he raised his voice slightly and said:

"With General Gordon's character, he will never participate in such things."

Thomas looked at him deeply and then explained:

"So it's just speculation. There may be other reasons for Major General Gordon's dismissal."

"Okay, let's talk about something interesting..."

Then, Thomas didn't reveal any valuable news, and the conversation between them slowly drifted away to gossip and women.

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Time flies by chatting and chatting with good friends.

After the three said goodbye, Thomas did not return directly to his residence. Instead, he ordered the driver to change direction and go to his usual place of work.

Showing his ID to the heavily armed guards, he walked into the heavily guarded building, which is the headquarters of MI9 on the Rhoside Islands.

Because it was the weekend, there were not many staff members. On the surface, they only retained the power to maintain basic operations. Thomas greeted his familiar colleagues, walked around the building, and came to the door of his direct boss with ease.

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He took a deep breath, raised his hand and knocked on the door.

"Come in."

"Sir, I'm back." Thomas closed the door and stood at attention.

The "chief" who was writing furiously at his desk was a man in his thirties. He raised his head, revealing a weather-beaten face with a hideous scar near his left eye. His voice was heavy and powerful:

"Meet Joyce Best."

"Yes, sir." Thomas reported directly: "I used Major General Gordon's dismissal as a reference to the missing persons case. His behavior was normal and he should have known nothing about it."

"Don't jump to conclusions yet, what if he is just faking it?" The scar-faced officer sat upright on his chair and said slowly.

Thomas wanted to argue that he knew Joyce very well and it would be difficult for him to deceive him, but he did not say it and just remained silent.

"I remember that Joyce once asked you how to obtain extraordinary power. Is there such a thing?"

"Yes, sir, according to your instructions, I gave him the contact information of a military informant."

"Did he become an extraordinary person as he wished?"

Thinking of the shock Joyce had given him this morning, Thomas thought for a moment and replied:

"Judging from the information returned by the informant, he is still just an ordinary person."

"How could a person who started chasing extraordinary power after his father's death have no reason?"

"First help Joyce become an extraordinary person. I believe he will lead us to find the truth."

The scar-faced officer gave an ugly smile:

"When this task is completed, your contribution will be enough to make you the 'Interrogator' of Sequence Seven."

"Go ahead and don't let me down."

"Yes, sir." Thomas stood at attention and saluted.

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Joyce didn't know the undercurrent behind it. He just made the same choice as Thomas, instead of going home, he drove to the Oak Bar.

Different from his youthful appearance when he came last time, he seasonedly ordered a glass of vados that tasted good and knocked on the chess and card door.

Sure enough, "Wen Ping" was playing cards, but his opponents changed the group.

Did you squeeze all the money out of those guys last time? Joyce raised his glass to signal, "Scale" smiled at him, handed the cards in his hand to his men, and walked up to them without saying a word to discuss the commission.

s room.

"Did my commission come to fruition?"

Joyce put down the wine glass and looked at the confident "scale" and asked.

"Tian Ping" took out a stack of documents from the cabinet behind him and put it on the table, crossed his legs and said:

"This guy is very cautious and has strong counter-reconnaissance capabilities. My people went through a lot of troubles to get this information."

No matter what, I won't add money... Joyce cursed in his heart, opened the information and started to check quickly.

It turns out that "Locke" is just a pseudonym, and "Clo" is the real name he used in his pirate career.

As a pirate, Crowe's bounty is only 1,200 pounds. He is the favorite type of adventurers and navies. He is not very powerful, but the bounty is quite considerable.

Pirates of his level either join a large pirate group or are turned into bounties, but Crowe is different. He can always avoid danger and find merchant ships with weak defenses and huge harvests.

I have never encountered a major crisis in the past ten years.

Because of this, he has a nickname called "Lucky Crowe", but according to people familiar with the matter, Crowe himself prefers to be called "Smart".

"Smart Crow".

After the deeds of "Lucky Crow" spread, more and more people regarded him as a treasure and hunted him down. However, Crow retired directly and disappeared without a trace. Not even his crew was heard from.

But there is no airtight wall in the world. Emperor Russell once said: Anyone who walks through it will leave traces.

Crowe has a fatal quirk. He likes girls and...boys, which has reached a pathological level, which allowed him to successfully expose his whereabouts.

Finally, the document marked Crowe's current address: 52 Pulitzer Street.

This investigation report... is too detailed, as if someone pressed Crow's head and forced him to write it down... Joyce raised his eyes and looked at the confident "scale", thinking: He doesn't

It may be information obtained from the Navy.

"Very good, I'm very satisfied."

Joyce took out 80 pounds of cash and pushed it to the "scale", picked up the investigation report and was about to get up and leave, but was stopped by the latter.

"Mr. Baron, wait."

"Anything else?"

"Tian Ping" slowly picked up the golden list that exuded an alluring smell and reminded:

"The bounty on Crowe hasn't been revoked yet. If you need a channel to collect the bounty on your behalf, we can give you a discount based on our relationship."

How did he know that I wanted to kill Crowe? No, it should be said that if it were not a hostile relationship, no one would spend so much money to investigate a homosexual... In addition, "Libra" is an informant for the military and may not abide by industry rules.

The client kept the secret...Joyce suddenly became alert, and after thinking quickly, he said:

"I am also entrusted by others. If there is need, I will come to you."

"We are waiting for you."

"Libra" didn't say anything to stop him this time, but narrowed his eyes and watched Joyce leave.

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As for Charlie, the "pharmacist" among the three brothers, he went home and took a nap.