This group of new investigators is indeed the best new blood in each branch.
It is completely normal for the headquarters to have recruitment intentions.
And if you are transferred from the branch to the headquarters, it is considered a promotion, and you can have better development. Probably no investigator will refuse.
Eric still felt a little guilty about this and felt sorry for the branch, which was considered a bit of a conscience.
"Actually, there is no need to apologize. We are secret keepers. Our duty is to protect secrets and protect the world... At the headquarters, your abilities will be better utilized and more beneficial to the world! I believe... even if you are divided
Even the head of the ministry won’t care about this.”
Fang Xian said in relief.
"I always feel... what you said is exactly the same as the instructor who persuaded me." Eric complained.
"..." Fang Xian was speechless for a moment: "You have forgotten that you are a psychiatrist yourself. You can treat yourself well. You just need some comfort now. Your heart has already made a choice!"
"Yes, I have already made my choice, but I still have to rely on others to 'persuad' me and find excuses for me... Oh, what despicable souls live in our bodies..." Eric smiled bitterly.
.
"Do you feel better after admitting your despicableness?"
"much better."
"Then let's talk. Do you want to change your job to become a 'blood therapist'?" Fang Xian handed over a cup of hot cocoa.
"Yes."
Eric held the edge of the glass with both hands: "The instructor said that I have this talent. My wrists are very dexterous. I almost became a bartender... I'm sorry, I can't reveal more about the rest."
"I understand, the headquarters does not want secrets to be leaked. This is true for secret medicines, and it is also true for blood therapy..." Fang Xian shrugged.
In fact, Eric has already leaked some information.
What does a bartender do? Mix, stir, swirl…
'The so-called blood therapy is to prepare some special blood. If there is a centrifuge, maybe it will be more efficient?'
Fang Xian touched his chin: 'Besides... probably the higher the status of the dependent, the better the effect of the blood... I don't know if the Secret Keeper Headquarters has collected any information about the great being sleeping under the deep sea.
Blood...even if it is diluted, it must be the highest-grade special product. Probably only legendary investigators can enjoy it...'
'Of course, guessing the general method is useless, and precious raw materials and formulas are still needed...'
'Wait... Why do I think of some of Hopkins' research... He... maybe he was once an investigator, or even a legend among investigators? Or is it taboo?'
Fang Xian felt that although he didn't mean to do so, he seemed to have snooped into almost all the secrets kept by the Secret Keeper's headquarters.
I have to say, this is a kind of irony.
…
City of Orsay.
Secret Keeper Branch.
Love has been a little idle lately.
Probably due to the successive cracking of major cases, the rate of supernatural cases in the city has dropped sharply.
Even if there is an occasional outburst, it's just something like some idiot scholar ignorantly deciphering an ancient scroll that contains hidden power.
As long as the crime was not premeditated, organized, and committed in a gang, it would be an easy problem for Love to solve.
Not to mention, after the branch attack, the investigators here went crazy, looking for suspicious people all over the streets, and several well-hidden 'extraordinary people' were exposed for various reasons.
In addition, investigators from various places also came to provide support, making the security of Orsay City unprecedentedly good.
"Sigh... I feel that since Luo Ka went to study, he has become a lot more leisurely. I don't know how the boy is doing at the headquarters, and I don't know how to call him back..."
Love complained and opened the file in his hand.
Inside is the supernatural case he recently took on, a surgeon suspected of being a ghoul.
This doctor is very cunning. There have been no cases of missing persons or body thefts around his clinic for more than ten years. He is just good at amputation and often recommends this treatment plan for less serious patients.
This is a small flaw, but it can only be considered average. Maybe this doctor is particularly greedy for money, or maybe he is only good at amputation surgery. If it weren't for an investigator who recently discovered that the blood packs used in his clinic are different from
If there is a big difference in the purchase volume, he may be fooled.
'A ghoul who usually relies on drinking blood to survive, and occasionally uses amputated limbs and teeth to sacrifice... is really too rational...'
Love became interested: "Could it be a ghoul with half vampire blood? It's worth investigating..."
As a veteran investigator, his strength is actually very strong, and it is not a big deal to take down a strange person single-handedly.
Because the target is clear and the intelligence is in place, even ordinary investigators can easily complete the task as long as they prepare special weapons designed to deal with ghouls.
Not to mention, he brought a blessed silver weapon just in case, for example, it was a vampire disguised as a ghoul.
De Vere Clinic.
The old car stopped on the side of the road. Love pressed the weapon hidden in his waist and opened the clinic door: "Doctor? Nurse?"
Inside the clinic, everything was quiet.
It's a little too quiet.
"Strange, isn't it business hours now?"
Love showed some doubts on his face and took a few steps inside.
Suddenly, his expression changed and he smelled blood.
It comes from behind a door that is ajar, and has begun to fade...
Love pulled out the revolver and gently opened the door.
A pool of dark red blood emerged, in which lay the body of a nurse in white, with many parts missing.
Her head was still intact and her eyes were wide open, as if she still had the fear before her death.
'It's impossible... Miller is a very cautious person. If he can endure for decades, it's impossible for him to attack the people around him.'
Cold sweat broke out on Love's forehead.
The newly discovered accident seemed to overturn all the clues in the file and put him in a dangerous situation.
He checked the crime scene, took out a dropper bottle, and put two drops of liquid into his eyes.
After closing your eyes and opening them again, the world seems to have changed.
The chairs and hospital beds made of steel seemed to be filled with a sharp aura, the light became dim, and various colors streaked across them inexplicably.
On the ground, the original pool of blood was dyed with a layer of fluorescence.
At the same time, one wide footprint emerged one after another.
Love followed the fluorescent blue-purple footprints and chased him out of the clinic into a forest.
Within the woods, there is a cave with footprints extending all the way into it.
Love frowned, first sent a signal for help, and then walked into the cave.
Not long after, he saw a huddled black shadow. The shadow also saw him. He raised his head, revealing a pair of bloodshot eyes and a mouth that was split to the base of his ears: "Help...save me! It...