The Secret Journey Begins with Becoming a Pirate

　　 At four o'clock in the afternoon, Jason was standing under a big banyan tree in Hamilton.

　　 groped his chin.

　　 A murder of an extraordinary person.

　　 There have been more and more such things recently.

　　 The loss of two extraordinary policemen in Shimian Town last time greatly reduced the power of the extraordinary police officers in Droll City.

　　 can only make up for the loss by developing a few new people.

　　 He pointed to Wilson behind him, who was curled up on the ground in front of him, hugging his abdomen. Said:

　　 "The first transcendental case you came into contact with after becoming a transcendent."

　　 "The investigation of extraordinary cases is a bit simpler than that of normal cases."

　　He stepped forward and beckoned to Wilson. Picking up a dimly colored crystal on the head of the deceased, showing it to Wilson, he said:

　　 "Gray crystal, no shining light. What kind of occupation."

　　 Wilson reviewed the contents of the book and replied: "Assassin, but no celestial crystals have been precipitated."

　　 nodded, "Yes."

　　 Then Jason looked at Ron, who was casting skills on the stump under the banyan tree, and shouted:

　　 "Ron, come here."

　　 Putting down the dirt in his hands, Ron finished casting the spell and opened his eyes. Answered: "Okay, Captain."

　　 "What did you find?" Jason asked when he saw Ron walk over quickly.

　　 "From the footsteps, the deceased had been waiting for a long time under the banyan tree." Ron analyzed, paused, and then quickly added:

　　 "I confirmed this after going back."

　　 "Ambush?" Wilson tried.

　　 nodded again, touched his chin habitually, and Jason replied:

　　 "It's possible."

　　 He pointed to the dead and said to Ron:

　　 "Let’s see if we can see the murderer. If this is an ambush and then kills, we will leave it alone."

　　 Hearing this, Ron nodded and replied: "Okay, Captain."

　　 He closed his eyes and muttered "Yesterday Reappears" silently.

　　 After a while, he opened his eyes with some confusion. But still said:

　　 "The murderer began to say a few words to the deceased, and then began to do something. It was indeed ambushed, but it seems that the two knew each other."

　　 Jason ignored what Ron said, but asked:

　　 "What is the job of a murderer?"

　　 "A knight. The guard cast is very professional. There is a musket as a weapon." Ron lowered his head and said with a certain tone.

　　 Then he raised his head again, and said with some confusion:

　　 "But it's surprising that I can't see his face clearly. The whole figure is a little fuzzy. This situation reminds me of the other day..."

　　 "Stop, don't think about it. Remember." Jason shouted, quickly interrupting Ron. "This is different from that day."

　　 Then, Jason said again: "Since he is a knight. Then ignore him, maybe it's the army."

　　 "Apart from not being able to see what you look like, are there any other characteristics?" Jason asked suddenly.

　　 recalled, Ron nodded and said:

　　 "A man, about 175 in height, wearing a jacket, with a bunny tattoo on his left hand."

　　 Wilson and Jason looked at Ron at the same time, with funny faces on their faces.

　　 "Really." Ron spread his hands.

　　 "Well, what a perverted man. Send a wanted order and leave him alone. Don't write a reward. Then no one will catch him." Jason said helplessly.

　　 "Let's go, let the police clean up the scene." He waved to the two of them, and put away the crystal in his hand.

　　 Then, he walked to the policemen who were watching and controlling the scene in the distance.

　　 They are stopping the noble servants who are onlookers around. Obviously these servants are also doing nothing. Or is it human nature to watch the excitement?

　　 "Frank, it's over, no problem, you can take care of it." Jason said to one of the police officers who was more familiar.

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　　 On the way, Wilson still has some confusion, just let a murderer get away with it? Even if it's an anti-kill, it's a dangerous person?

　　 can't understand. He stepped forward to walk with Jason and asked:

　　 "Captain. Are we really not going to catch that knight?"

　　 With a little surprise, Jason looked at Wilson next to him and said:

　　 "Of course, we still have more important work."

　　 Seeing Wilson's puzzled eyes, he explained again:

"First of all, most of the knights are military figures. It is not good to offend them. Second, even if they are wild, most of the knights are more upright. This is determined by professional characteristics, so we are more tolerant of knights. Third, the killer was an assassin. This profession has never been welcomed by us. I don’t know how many homicides were done by assassins. Maybe this knight also helped us solve a lot of problems."

　　 looked at Wilson again, Jason asked:

"do you understand?"

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　　 May 7th. Sunday.

　　 The bright sun shines on the door of No. 77 Heaton Street at noon, and Rich is still carrying dry mud under his feet.

　　He is wearing a leather triangle waistcoat and a shirt that has not been washed for three days. Looks a bit tired, after all, I have fished for three days.

　　 He had already stored the fishing rod in the house of his good friend Professor Hector Palmer.

　　 That is his fisherman, a political professor at the Second High School in Droll City.

　　 Oh~, that is Elok’s teacher.

　　 What remains of Lake Sitori is pure nonsense. It was just an excuse to go out for a few days. Lest Il turn around and blame himself.

　　 rang the doorbell, and after a while, Il's sleepy figure appeared in front of him.

　　 She is wearing a pale green dress with lace and green bellflower patterns. The upper body has a loose leather waist, but no corset.

　　Ricci didn't see Il wearing this dress, obviously, it was a new one.

　　 Seeing that it was his father who had disappeared for three days, Il let the passage open to let Rich in, and complained:

　　 "Why haven't you come back for so long."

　　 After taking a few breaths, Il frowned and said:

　　 "Dad, how do you smell seafood."

　　 took off his cocked hat and hung it on the hanger at the door, Richie waved his hand and replied:

　　 "Ah~ Don't mention it, Sitori Lake is really too big, it took two days to find the ruins. Waiting for me to change my clothes and talk to you."

　　 He took off his shoes and strode upstairs to the bedroom.

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　　 Sitting directly above the restaurant, Rich used his years of experience in fabricating stories and began to talk endlessly.

　　 While he settled with Il’s leftover lunch at noon, the bread was served with curry beef and potatoes. On one side, "Let's speak out." UU reading www.uukanshu.com

　　 "Lake Sitori is really too big, of course. The scenery is also beautiful. Tsk tusk~the lake is still wafting with a faint mist in the morning." Rich said intoxicated.

　　 "Dad. Are you looking for the ruins or traveling? No wonder you are looking for it slowly, because you look at the scenery." Il complained.

　　 "Who said that, we searched very seriously, but the initial direction was wrong. Can we find it on the lake?" Richie took a bite of the bread and quickly explained.

　　 "Later we went to the lake to find out the news and found it next to a small village."

　　 "What's the name? What village came from? I forgot it." He really couldn't make up the name of the village, so he just went over it casually.

　　 "After searching for a long time, it turned out to be a small palace in the early Quaternary period, telling the story of Prometheus when the Donald Empire was established in the early days."

"At that time, Prometheus was a hero of mankind. He saved mankind from water and fire. If it weren't for him, mankind might have died at the end of the Third Age when the tribe of elves, giants, and dragons fought." He was excited, and finally reached the link he was familiar with, at this time he could make up a little more decent.

　　 "However, the ruins were badly damaged, and there is really nothing of value. We will come back later."

　　 He dipped the bread in his hand with the curry beef in the dipping bowl, took a big bite, and drank. Suddenly asked:

　　 "Where's Elok? Why didn't I see him."

　　 "Oh~" Il yelled helplessly.

　　 "Don't mention it, Elok is an idiot who killed a person and is wanted." She said, hating iron and steel.

　　 Looking at Rich's shocked eyes, Il said again:

　　 "I let him go out to avoid the wind."