On the barren hills, an eight-clawed demon wolf with dark gray hair was crouching low, moving slowly on the dry and hard land with only burnt yellow grass.
It was obviously summer in the Xingxing Plateau, but an illusory pale white cold fog was spreading everywhere on these hills. Most of the creatures were driven out of the radiation range of the cold fog by the sudden cold, and each one shrunk half.
His body was spread out in a chaotic manner, lingering on the edge of the cold mist.
Suddenly, next to a dead tree further away, the air that was originally shrouded in orange glow was suddenly dyed with a strong color. The whole space was distorted, the red became redder, the yellow became more yellow, and the white became more intense.
White, rich and superimposed with various colors, depicting a strangely abstract oil painting.
The demonic wolf lying low in the center of the cold mist suddenly raised its head with dozens of fangs with twisted and illusory faces. The dark gray hair stood upright, and the sharp and ferocious fangs were biting each other and clenching tightly.
A gurgling sound came from the throat.
Many different types of creatures outside the cold mist tensed their bodies at the same moment and quickly jumped into the pale white cold mist. For a moment, the entire mist was full of eight-clawed demon wolves with dark gray hair.
figure.
It was aware of the enemy's appearance at the first moment. It often flaunted itself with vigilance and wanted to use its specialness to enter the spirit world at the first moment. However, it was horrified to find that all the corresponding spirit worlds in this area seemed to be occupied by a group of people.
Shrouded in a more mysterious and powerful gray-white mist, it was directly disconnected from the spiritual world for a while!
At this time, the attacker next to the dead tree was completely revealed. Her limbs were abnormally long, and her whole body was covered by a sharp black knight's plate armor. Only a little orange light showed in the center of the ferocious eagle-headed helmet.
She hung the silver-black badge that was originally in her palm back on the buckle of her armor. Several muscles in her abnormally long legs tensed up and bulged out. She instantly ejected herself and rushed straight into the illusive and hazy world.
In the pale cold fog.
She ignored several dark gray demonic wolves that were attacking her. One after another, indescribable ferocious spiritual creatures emerged from the gaps in her plate armor, waving their "limbs" and turning into layers of human shields.
, paved a way for this all-black knight.
Guided by the silver-black badge stuck on the outer layer of the armor, she twisted her body and quickly gathered a heavy, generous, orange-red and green-black giant sword in her hand. She used the inertia to cut straight into the mix of brown bears and giant swords.
In the mouth of the monster with characteristics of both sides of the wolf, under the storm of light, it was torn into pieces.
Another secret puppet... The dark knight muttered silently, and then according to the guidance of her spiritual intuition, she dexterously placed the giant sword across her chest, and with two clicks, she blocked two missiles comparable to those on the shore.
Anti-gunnery air cannons.
She did not retreat because of this, but her feet suddenly sank into the dry and hard soil, causing a crack. After adjusting her breathing, her hands suddenly relaxed, and the giant sword instantly fell to the ground, with a burst of pale flames.
It quickly spread along the cracks on the ground, igniting the spirits within the entire cold fog range.
With a stabbing sound, she dragged the giant sword, rubbing against the ground, and slashed vertically with the momentum, bringing up a pale beam mixed with orange-red.
In the distance of the cold fog, a crimson flame suddenly rose up. The blurry and twisted figure of the dark gray demon wolf was instantly engulfed by the flames. Then the entire flame was split open by a pale mixed with orange-red beam, and exploded with a bang.
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The above attacks were repeated many times, and the dark gray magic wolf flickered and exploded in the flames again and again, and pieces of rotten and broken flesh appeared on the ground covered by the cold mist.
The dark knight standing in the center of the cold mist suddenly stopped moving, thrust his giant sword straight into the cracked earth, and built a thick barrier made of dim yellow light in place.
She lowered her head, her forehead aching behind the eagle-headed mask. She had already consumed most of her spiritual energy under the teasing of the Demonic Wolf of Mist, and now it was gradually showing signs of drying up.
She couldn't waste it any longer... She was silent for a while, and then, as if she had made up her mind, she suddenly pulled out the giant sword that was stuck in the ground, and swept it across, creating a breath of decay and death.
In the coexisting storm of light, countless weak or powerful spiritual bodies emerged from the surface, desperately binding the secret puppet who was still hidden in the pale cold mist.
The demon wolf mixed in the secret puppet group decisively abandoned most of the secret puppets. After exchanging positions with the secret puppet clones many times, it struggled to open its jaws. Each twisted and deformed giant spirit body emerged from its thick and sharp canes.
With his teeth emerging, he broke free from the shackles of the "Spirit Witch" ability and ran towards the now more vulnerable Dark Knight.
The knight stared at the terrifying spirits floating in the air or hiding underground, decisively pulled off the silver-black badge stuck on the surface of his armor, and threw it out.
The badge swirled in the air, flew to the highest point with the support of inertia, and then stopped suddenly.
Without any warning, the spiritual threads of all the "creatures" within the scope of the cold fog suddenly floated to the infinite heights, as if they were taken away by higher beings, and were strangely suspended straight up for a moment.
, shaking like bacon, and murmuring in Elvish with a weird accent.
"Loki...Baimon Thoth...Loki...Baimon Thoth..."
............
On Saturday morning, Klein entered the Blackthorn Security Company. After greeting Roxanne, he walked skillfully into Hengdao and knocked on the dark brown wooden door of the captain's office.
Dunn looked at Klein with deep eyes, took a leisurely sip of coffee, and said calmly:
"I forgot to tell you yesterday. After being promoted to Sequence Eight, your weekly salary will change from the previous 6 pounds to 10 pounds per week. Ha, this is the level of a senior Sequence Nine. As long as you maintain your current normal working status,
Maybe next year it will be 12 pounds a week, like, like Old Neil."
After saying that, Dunn lowered his head and took a sip of coffee. Just when Klein was about to speak, he suddenly said as if he remembered something:
"By the way, I forgot to mention just now that your position in the police department has been changed from trainee inspector to inspector. They should have prepared the corresponding uniform epaulettes and certificates."
Klein was stunned for a moment after hearing this, his mouth barely closed, and he reflected for a long time before regaining his composure. Then his eyebrows relaxed, and the corners of his mouth were slightly raised as he said:
"This is the best news I've heard this week."
The Shadowless Talisman and the Yangyan Talisman are the biggest gains I made by myself, and they are not considered news.
Dunn put the coffee cup on the table and said in a rich voice:
"Nighthawks are similar to the army in some ways. Soldiers need military merit to advance to their military ranks. We also need corresponding merit in exchange for corresponding salary and potions."
"In other words, if there is no corresponding and sufficient meritorious service, then even if you digest the potion and meet the promotion standards, you will not be able to apply for the potion, right?" Klein asked immediately.
Dunn paused for a moment, then raised the corner of his mouth slightly and said:
"Actually, as long as you follow the team to deal with daily affairs normally, you will always encounter extraordinary events and accumulate merit, even if it is passive. In this way, you will always have enough opportunities for promotion."
"And for most Nighthawks, Sequence Nine may be their entire life, the end of their promotion."
At the end of the promotion... Klein was in a daze and fell into silence for a moment.
Dunn opposite seemed to have thought of the same thing and continued to drink coffee.
Suddenly, Luo Shan knocked on the door of the captain's office, got in carefully, felt the heavy atmosphere in the room, and said softly:
"Captain, this is a report from the police station."
Dunn immediately put down the coffee cup in his hand, cleared his throat and said:
"Just leave it here."
Roxanne nodded, bypassed the silent Klein, gently placed the paper with the report on the captain's desk, then tried her best to control her footsteps and ran out of the office quickly.
Dunn watched Roxanne close the door, sighed, picked up the paper on the table, and read it carefully.
As his gaze moved, his brows gradually wrinkled and his eyes gradually became sharp. It was not until after reading that he breathed a sigh of relief, looked at Klein and said:
"There is a case that needs your help."
"It can be used as feedback on your recent learning achievements."
Klein raised his eyebrows and asked subconsciously:
"Involving an extraordinary case?"
"No, it's just a normal case with suspenseful elements. City Councilman Mr. Maynard was found naked and dead at home this morning. Because of the identity of the deceased, the Tingen Police Department has been under a lot of pressure. I hope we can help
We use psychic methods to find the murderer as soon as possible, or find out the cause of Senator Maynard's death." Dunn explained casually, then thought about it, and then added, "Now you are the only one in the team who can complete this task.
The other 'snoop' assigned to us by the church will not arrive in Tingen until next week, and the police department should not be able to withstand such great pressure anymore."
Klein thought for a moment, nodded, and responded softly:
"no problem."
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Wearing a special police uniform with two silver stars and a soft hat with a police badge with a "crossed shoulders, surrounded by a crown" pattern, Klein stood upright at the door of the police station, his bookish face now stained.
He had a heroic spirit, and his whole person had a sense of fierceness.
He recalled the information given by the captain in his mind:
"The time of death was between 9 and 11 o'clock last night. During this period, the police and servants came in and out of the room. The scene was also contaminated with the atmosphere of these "unrelated persons". No, maybe there is a murderer hidden in it. It cannot be called
Go to "irrelevant".
Just as Klein was thinking, a tall figure walked out of the police station door and walked straight towards Klein.
Klein looked at the figure who wanted to get closer to him, the corners of his mouth turned up little by little, and he sighed in his heart:
"The officer has gotten fatter. Now he looks more like a circus member than me. Well, the brown bear responsible for the funny things."