Chapter 21

Level I? !

A, P, D, I, abnormality, panic, destruction, god... this is god level!

Claude licked his lips and whispered dryly: "Teacher, what happened? The owner of that bookstore is..."

"Is there someone else around you?"

Joseph's voice came, stern.

"Uh...ah, yes."

Claude suddenly came to his senses, looked at the black cat in his hand that had almost passed out from his pinch, hurriedly knocked the cat unconscious with a knife, and said, "Sorry, teacher, I was negligent!"

Joseph said: "Knowing that I have been negligent, why don't you shut up and work? Do you want me to send you to grow potatoes in the northern highlands?"

"No! I'll send the order right away!"

Claude shook his head violently, he knew that his teacher was indeed a little angry.

However, as the teacher's proud disciple, he has very deep experience in how to deal with this irritable old man.

This guy is a standard knife-mouthed bean curd heart, he looks very fierce, the kind who might blow someone's head off with a punch at any time.

But in fact, when they see stray cats and dogs on the side of the road, they will feed them quietly, and even pretend to carelessly pet their heads.

Usually angry, black face and gloomy look are very scary, but as long as you follow him at this time and get things done quickly, he will never follow up 100%.

In fact, it just scares you and tells you to do things quickly.

Claude notified the investigators on 23rd Street to withdraw immediately and let them go to other places.

Some are on standby, while others continue to follow the movements of the hunters.

The person in charge of the archives of the Intelligence Section was subsequently contacted.

The most important thing about the intelligence section of the Secret Ritual Tower is probably the huge archives covering all forces and aspects.

Part of the list published by the Truth Society every year also needs to refer to the archives of the Secret Ritual Tower.

For this reason, the Truth Society has to be blackmailed by the Secret Ritual Tower every year... No, it is asking for a reasonable copyright fee that meets the value.

In fact, generally speaking, according to the rules, the establishment of a new file needs to be reviewed by the superior, which takes a long time.

But Joseph was originally one of the ten glorious knights.

Half of the current glorious knights are his descendants, except for the three saints in the elders' seat, they all have to give him face.

So as soon as the news was uploaded, it was immediately approved, which was extremely efficient.

"Teacher, the new Level I blank file has been created, and the contents of the file need to be filled in by you when you come back."

Claude reported the progress of the work sternly.

"boom."

The door was pushed open vigorously.

When Claude turned his head, he saw the white-haired, well-built old man striding in in a suit and leather shoes.

"very good."

Joseph threw the communicator on the sofa, took off his coat, and asked, "Who was by your side just now? Remember to use the 'forget' brand."

Claude picked up the black cat in his hand, and said: "The investigators of our department belong to the fourth group, named Morrison Gregg, who comes from a family of wizards and is very talented in transfiguration, uh, and One thing is special, he is your fan."

"fan?"

Joseph let out a weird squeaky sound, then turned back expressionless, sat behind his desk and turned on the custom-made computer: "My fans are everywhere."

Claude said: "Well, he participated in thirteen Undefeated Saint Flame fan clubs and clubs, and spent about three million a year on various support activities, including last year's 'put Abraham Joseph's name in the truth They will announce the events marked as 'golden' on the list, so they should be regarded as core fans."

"..."

Joseph stopped entering the content of the file, and his incredulous eyes fell on the black cat in Claude's hand.

Hands folded, lost in thought.

"Is that what he did?"

"Yes, teacher."

"The wizarding family is really rich, don't you think so, Claude."

"...Yes, teacher."

"Instead of asking him to use the money for meaningless things, why don't you just donate it to the idol directly, and use it as a fee for close observation and contact, I'm sure he will be very happy... Well, just for the sake of recruiting apprentice knight disciples In name, let him be transferred from the investigative department."

... Gan! How could there be such a vile, money-greedy, bad-ass glorious knight!

He even cheated a child of his money!

Claude complained viciously in his heart.

But on the surface, he nodded with a straight face: "Okay, arrange it right away."

"Exactly, even amnesiacs are saved."

As Joseph spoke, he looked at the contents of the file he had entered.

"No. 113 Level I Area: Bookstore No. 412, No. 23 Street, Uptown Nuojin."

"Danger Level: Friendly (contact not recommended)."

"Confidentiality level: top secret (under investigation)."

"Explanation: The owner of the bookstore is suspected to be a long-lived species. He runs this bookstore in seclusion. His business includes borrowing and selling books. The books contain mysterious and powerful power..."

Click OK.

The contents of this top-secret document will be uploaded to the high-level inside the Tower of Secret Rites, and then may flow into the hands of those who cooperate with the Tower of Secret Rites or those who need it.

How can something that can be recorded be truly kept secret? The so-called top secret actually only means that less than ten people know about it, and it is absolutely impossible for everyone to know about it.

All Joseph had to do was warn them to stay away from this bookstore.

Although the owner of the bookstore is a friendly existence, according to his habit of receiving and borrowing books from all customers, there is no guarantee that something will appear in this bookstore...

Of course, if they still want to die after reading this file, Joseph can only wish them good luck.

...

"I'm fine, I'm really fine...Damn it, didn't I upload all the files? Are the pupils in your eyeballs painted on? Don't worry, if I die, I'll be pissed off by you guys." !"

With the communicator on his side, Joseph cursed and changed into his pajamas.

"It's off-duty time now, understand? The Truth Society just introduced a new labor law two months ago, and I'm asking for more money!"

"Okay, stop talking, I have something to do, hang up first, that's it."

"Tick."

He pressed the communicator, took a long breath, picked up the "Children of the Abyss" and looked through it twice, confirming that the emotions transmitted by the magic sword were still peaceful and happy.

The voice of the landline suddenly came from the living room again.

"Shit, who is this time?"

Joseph rubbed his temples, put down his book, and walked out the door: "Melissa, remember to drink milk."

A tall girl with beautiful curly red hair poked her head out from the next room, and said dissatisfiedly, "Got-got-daddy."

"I'm not a kid anymore."

Joseph's voice became farther and farther away: "Really? My dear child, I didn't make you grow taller by letting you drink milk. You won't be able to marry soon."

Melissa hugged her chest with a dark face, and turned her head to see the books on the table.

Huh? When did this muscular Mr. Joseph learn to read?

She picked it up curiously.