Judging from the fact that they were not arresting him but merely monitoring him, the security bureau may have just suspected him but it has not yet been determined.
But as long as there is suspicion, on the mysterious side, there are too many ways to ensure that a person is acting internally from time to time, and it will only be a matter of time before he is exposed.
"We can't stay in Peg City any longer!"
He left the room and went to the bedroom.
Locking the bedroom door, he walked to a wall.
He picked up a piece of exquisite stone on the wall with his hands. The exquisite stone was pulled down, revealing a hollow area inside.
In the hollow area, there is a black mask.
The face of the black mask is like mist, erratic, changing shape all the time, and has no fixed shape.
He picked up the black mask and put it on his face.
The mask seemed attractive. As he put it on, the mask immediately adhered firmly to his face, as if it had taken root on his face.
Buzz!
He opened the window and jumped from the second floor.
He didn't land. Before landing, black mist appeared under his feet, lifting him up into the sky.
Under the night, quickly leave the city of Peg.
…
In the morning, Ivy and Ai Xi opened the door of Lounge 201 and saw Felin who had arrived in the lounge. Ivy greeted.
"morning."
Felin responded with a smile. He had just arrived at the Security Bureau not long ago.
Ivy picked up the teapot and started making tea as usual. After a while, the rich aroma of tea filled the lounge.
Felin picked up the teacup, took a sip, and said.
"I wonder if there will be any tasks today?"
"Are you looking forward to the mission?"
Essie's long green hair was spread behind her back, very smooth and elegant. She looked at Felin and asked doubtfully.
"It's true. I've been reading every day for the past half month, and my body is almost rusty. I want to move my body."
Felin put down the tea cup and said.
"It's indeed been a long time since I've been on a mission."
Ivy answered.
In the past, there was basically a mission once a week, but now there is no mission for half a month. It is indeed a bit uncomfortable for a while.
Of course, it's impossible to expect a mission like Felin did.
"Be content. If you had stayed in the royal capital, you wouldn't have such expectations."
Looking at Felin, Aisi rolled his eyes.
She comes from the General Security Bureau, which is located in Conant Castle, the royal capital.
Fort Connacht is one of the three largest cities in the world, with a population of more than five million, which is several times that of Constantinople.
With such a large population, it is like sweet honey that is always fragrant and has a strong attraction to the weird. You can imagine the frequency of mysterious events.
Mysterious incidents occur frequently, and as a member of an official mysterious organization that maintains public security, the frequency of missions is naturally extremely high.
Not being able to receive a mission for half a month, in her opinion, is really a blessing.
"How often do mysterious incidents occur in the royal capital?"
Felin asked curiously.
Although it is known that mysterious incidents are more frequent in the royal capital due to its large population, it is not known how frequent they are.
"One or two missions a week is the norm, sometimes even three missions a week."
It was not a very good memory, and Ai Xi's face became slightly gloomy.
"There are so many tasks? Are you too busy?"
Felin's scalp felt a little numb.
A mission lasts at least a day or two, and there are 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 hard-working bee, seven days a week.
"Many times it is too busy. When it is too busy, the Security Bureau will issue commissions to other large-scale occult forces and entrust mystics from other large-scale occult forces."
Essie said.
"That's it..."
Felin nodded in understanding.
When the Constant City Security Bureau is overwhelmed, it will also issue commissions to other large occult forces.
This tradition may have been passed down from the royal capital. Just because the royal capital did this, the security bureaus in various parts of the kingdom did this.
Bang, bang, bang!
There was a knock on the door, and after getting permission, Julie, who had blond hair and thin-rimmed eyes, walked in.
"Julie, do you have a mission?"
Seeing that it was Julie who entered, Felin's eyes couldn't help but light up and he asked quickly.
"No, the deputy director asked you to come to her office because she has something to ask you."
Julie shook her head.
When he learned that it was not a mission, Feilin was disappointed and asked doubtfully.
"If you have something to ask me for, what is it?"
"I'm not so sure either."
Julie shook her head.
Felin stood up, walked out of the lounge with Julie, and headed towards Lindy's office.
Julie went to her office, and Felin came to Lindy's office alone, knocked on the door, pushed the door open, and walked in.
Looking around, he discovered that Lindy was not sitting at the desk at this time, but was wearing a black dress inlaid with gems and sitting elegantly on the sofa.
He walked over and sat down on a sofa.
"I just received news from the Intelligence Department that the mystic who assassinated you by implanting hypnosis in Peg City has been identified."
Seeing Felin sit down, Lindy said.
"Already identified? What is this person's identity?"
Felin asked with interest.
"This is someone you know."
Lindy glanced at Felin and said in a slightly serious tone.
"Someone I know?"
Felin frowned. The person who assassinated him with hypnosis was actually someone he knew.
he asked in a deep voice.
"who is it?"
"It's Ted Danson."
Lindy said.
"It's him?!"
Felin looked surprised.
Ted Danson, captain of the Peg City Security Bureau, head of the Peg City Security Bureau.
The intelligence department's information must have been repeatedly confirmed and cannot be wrong, which means there must be something wrong with Ted Danson.
He was surprised that a person in such an important position had problems.
Thinking about how he would get along with him after going to Pegg City, he couldn't help but feel scared.
If the other party hadn't taken it into consideration and didn't want to expose his identity and attack him, he might be in danger and might have to use the Time and Space Table.
After a while, he calmed down and asked.
"Which secret organization is he a spy for?"
"It's not a occult organization. Judging from the current investigation, he should be a cultist from the large cult organization Hell Ghost Face."
Lindy shook her head and said in a deep voice.
"A cultist? How is this possible?"
Felin was surprised again.
He had close contact with Ted Danson, but the panel did not react to Ted Danson at that time. How could a person who could not make the panel react be a cultist?
Thinking that Felin was surprised that Ted Danson practiced secret arts but was a cultist, Lindy explained.
"In fact, there is no conflict between occult arts and evil arts. Cultists can also practice occult arts as long as they have the corresponding occult skills qualifications. This should be the case for Ted Danson."
"..."
Felin's brows were still furrowed, and Lindy's explanation could not explain the doubts in his heart.
However, he had a guess.
Books related to the occult mention that the power of the cultists of the large cult organization Hellface comes from the masks they wear.
Could it be that the reason why the panel did not react to Ted Danson was because Ted Danson was not wearing the mask that was the source of the evil power at that time?
Of course, this is just speculation after all.
If you want to know this clearly, you can only verify it by encountering cultists with ghost faces from hell in the future.