The sin of wearing a crown

"That's right, [Demon Spirits] generally don't attack people other than the target, but who can guarantee that those greedy things won't just pick a piece of fruit from the ground like people do."

Bill looked at Linn who was a little distracted and probably guessed what he was thinking. When introducing the cunning and insidious beasts like [Demon Spirit] to Linn at the police station, Bill's introduction was actually a bit intimidating.

This was also so that Lin En could cooperate well at that time.

'Time flies. ’

Lin En glanced at his pocket watch. More than three hours had passed without him realizing it. This paperwork textbook seemed to be too time-consuming. Unknowingly, you will become addicted to those theories about nature and traces, just like a person falling into the thick water and going deeper and deeper, trying to reach the unfathomable bottom of the sea.

Bill looked at the brass pocket watch that Lynn didn't have two days ago, and his smiling expression changed.

"I've packed it up."

To be precise, there was nothing to pack. Linn stood up and followed Bill, who was holding the documents, out of the clerk's office. Before leaving, Linn also said an awkward goodbye to Mr. Clark. On his first day at work, he was pulled away by the official team members. Clark just said "good job" and immersed himself in work.

"Is this good?"

In the corridor, Linn, who was following Bill, suddenly asked.

"What's wrong? You're not grabbing anything. The resources given by each team are sufficient. It just depends on whether you are willing to fight for it." Bill understood that Lynn was asking him if he was treated so specially on his first day as a clerk. No, many people have lost their courage due to fear and reality in paperwork.

He didn't want Linn to be like this at all. The third team of the [Lamp Holder] Division had been short of one official member for some reasons. Although Linn was not a Forge believer, he was still a good fit.

Since Mr. Narrow Eyes said so, Lin En boldly charged forward. He will consider his options before making up his mind, but once he makes up his mind, he will move forward unswervingly.

"Where shall we go later?"

"Downtown." Bill reported an area that Lynn didn't want to hear about.

"It was originally a slaughterhouse." Lynn's eyes fell on the document held in Bill's hand.

"Yes, but there are obviously non-human things that add a bit of blood to the slaughterhouse. This scares our Mr. Elba Field." Handing the document to Linn, Bill's smile had a hint of evil. Obviously, what he was frightened here must not only refer to the police, but also to Mr. Lin En who was about to face the bloody scene.

Linn's eyes were squinting, and when she took the document, her green eyes contained a hint of displeasure at Bill's naturally evil taste. Unless he goes along with it, Lin En will not be able to get the same pleasure from this guy's bad taste.

Unfortunately, Lynn decided that in order to meet Sophia's expectations, he had to be a noble and decent person, at least on the surface.

The content of the document is a field report.

When Lin En saw the words written with such force that they even scratched the paper, his expression immediately resembled that of an old man on the subway with his cell phone. The words were really ugly.

From the scratched paper and messy handwriting, Linn quickly pieced together a description of the scene that had little value.

A very strange murder occurred in Xiacheng District today. All the police officers who went to investigate were frightened and backed away. They didn't know whether they saw something like an angel or a demon. The thing didn't seem to be completely dead. The scene and the slaughterhouse Same. The frightened police officers could only seal off the scene and hurriedly called for the Extraordinaries from the [Lamp Holder] branch.

Through the messy handwriting like a knife, Lin could feel through touch the writer's panic-stricken state that was on the verge of losing control. The green eyes revealed a strong curiosity in the dim light.

What could possibly scare the police officers like that?

"Did you see anything?" Bill expected Linn to give some different answers.

"I see..." Linn closed the document, not sure whether it was a report or a request for help from a panicked person. "They didn't record the scene properly at all, not even a decent transcript."

This is a bit harsh on Linn. The police system in this era only started a few years ago, and it was the former sheriff who was transformed. The kind of systematic police procedures that he wanted, including evidence reporting, would have to wait for at least another ten years. It is precisely because the police force is not structured that so many detectives have emerged and become popular for solving cases.

Bill agreed very much with Lynn's answer. Although Elba Field has the latest steam rifles and continuous-fire thermal weapons to deal with extraordinary people, it also depends on the quality of the user.

As a person who has faced several extraordinary conflicts, Bill is only a Sequence 9 [Forger], but given the steam rifle he made himself, he can kill a group of Kingdom soldiers without cannons by himself.

Although the emergence and upgrade of thermal weapons have made the killing methods of the lower-rank Beyonders less impressive, it does not mean that the lower-rank Beyonders have not changed. The lower-rank Beyonders supplemented by firearms can even threaten the mid-rank sequence.

Because of the long distance, Bill decided to use the bureau's carriage to go to downtown.

Since the scene has already been determined by Elba Field, rather than an unknown survey, Linn will not be equipped with any weapons. Moreover, Linn has not had time to receive weapons training. If there is an emergency, Bill will still have to worry about Mr. Little. Hui shot him to death with a black gun.

There was a joke like this in the [Suppression Bureau].

However, before they went downstairs, an uninvited guest stopped Bill and Lynn. With a gentle fragrance, the Countess named Amis, a generous investor of the [Suppression Bureau] and the owner of many industries in the [Steam City], and the favorite heroine of the Steam Gossip Newspaper, happened to come to the second floor.

"Hello, Countess."

Bill's expression when he greeted him was a little strange, as if it was similar to when he saw Lynn's brass pocket watch.

"Good day, sir." Lynn followed Bill to greet him. It was natural to be polite and convenient to the financiers of the bureau.

"Good day, gentlemen." Amis was moving the fan, and from time to time she showed her mature and charming face and looked at Lynn. "I heard from Mr. Bill that a new clerk joined the bureau today~~See you again, dear, Mr. Lin En."

"I didn't expect you to care so much."

Bill smiled bitterly. He seemed to have misjudged the Countess's love for Lin En, and he came directly to her house. This was no joke. Wouldn't this rich and beautiful widow really fall in love with Lin En at first sight?

Amiste's eyes were as charming as silk, twisting her overly mature and plump body to come to Lin En. Her lips painted with lavender lipstick made people want to taste them carefully, and today's black dress was extremely dignified and conservative, but inexplicably hot. No matter what this beauty wears, it will make people think of floating.

Lin En didn't dare to keep looking at Amiste. She always felt that her eyes fell on her plump body and there was nothing right.

"It seems that I came at the wrong time? You are going to work again."

The Countess looked a little unhappy. She had asked Bill about it, and today she deliberately came to see the clerk Lin En who was working leisurely.

"Forget it, just accept this invitation."

Mature women are always rational and will not embarrass men in public. A gold foil invitation with fragrance and body temperature fell into Lin En's hands. The countess leaned close to Lin En's ear and hummed softly in her heart.

"Your handwriting is so beautiful, it matches my handwriting very well~~"

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