MTL - He Became a Salted Fish After Inheriting Millions of Secret Arts-Chapter 47 crossroads (2)

Also skinned him. "

"Hmph, he doesn't think it's a bad idea." Mr. R rolled his eyes skyward.

Z said, "I reminded him a long time ago that Jack the Ripper might break free from the shackles of the occult, but he didn't believe it. Now he knows the consequences."

"That guy won't admit that his idea was wrong. He'll just say, 'You guys let Jack the Ripper go because you don't know how to master the occult techniques'. Politicians, they'll take the blame." Mr. R scorned He snorted, "Fortunately, Jack the Ripper died in the end and didn't cause too much trouble. If that guy escaped and regained his freedom, God knows how Carter will arrange us in front of the higher-ups. Maybe we have to All go to jail."

As he said that, Mr. R patted Duan Feizhuo's shoulder vigorously again, "Thank you, rookie! Thanks to you for killing Jack the Ripper! You are a great contributor to our Abnormal Case Investigation Division!"

Duan Feizhuo hurriedly humbled, "No, no, I didn't do anything, it's all a coincidence..."

"You're too modest! Miss Acheson's report on your merits has been written and is just waiting to be submitted! You killed Jack the Ripper, and Jack the Ripper killed Duncan McLean, which is tantamount to You killed Duncan McLean! Double the credit! A promotion and salary increase in the future is not a dream!" Mr. R gave a thumbs up, "You don't have to work part-time anymore, you can work full-time!"

"Don't!" Duan Feizhuo shouted in despair.

Z turned to Xenophon, "Go and send a telegram to Mr. Thales, saying that we are going to send a supernatural being to him for training."

Xenophon looked at Duan Feizhuo, a little surprised, "You want to send this kid to Mr. Thales?"

Z said, "Who else can train him except Mr. Thales?"

Xenophon thought for a while, "It seems to be the same."

Duan Feizhuo interjected, "Are you talking about me? Where are you going to send me for training?"

Z folded his arms, leaned on the desk and said in a deep voice, "You have gained too much power in a short period of time, even if you don't lose control now, it's hard to guarantee what will happen in the future. So after discussing with all of us, we decided to train you according to the standards of a mystic. "

"In other words, I can officially become a mystic?" Duan Feizhuo was quite pleasantly surprised, "What do you mean Mr. Thales is my future mentor?"

Xenophon smiled and said, "Actually, he is also my mentor. From now on, we will be brothers of the same school!"

Hmm... I always feel that Mr. Thales is not a serious person to be able to train a disciple like Zhuo Noofen.

Z said, "Mr. Thales used to be a night watchman. He is the previous Mr. T. After retiring, he went to Greece to retire. So we will send you to Greece for training."

Xenophon said, "He is a rare person among the night guards who has lived to retirement age. You should learn from him how to protect your life."

...It doesn't sound like a serious mentor! !

"Why can't you train in England?" Duan Feizhuo asked, "Aren't there many mystics among the Night Watchmen? For example, Xenophon, Ms. Q..."

Z said, "You are not an ordinary mystic now, but a supernatural being, so you must receive more professional and targeted training."

Duan Feizhuo was very depressed. Every time he travels far away, he will encounter strange events. Will he come back safely this time?

But after thinking about it, he can finally receive formal training as a mystic! No more reading and researching by yourself! Although the few textbooks in his hand contained a lot of basic knowledge, they were not very practical and were full of difficult and obscure terms. He couldn't understand them and dared not ask others for advice.

Well now, he can finally learn the mystical philosophy openly and aboveboard!

"Then when is the departure?"

"The sooner the better." Z said, "Miss Acheson, is there any flight from Heathrow Airport recently?"

Miss Acheson took out a form from a large pile of files on the table, and scanned it from top to bottom, "In three days, there will be a steam airship 'Sappho' sailing from London, England to Lesbos Island, Greece. '."

"Please book three tickets for us." Z said.

"Three?" Duan Feizhuo looked at him, "Apart from me and Xenophon, who else wants to go?"

Z had a strange expression on his face and remained silent.

"Are you going too?" Duan Feizhuo was stunned.

"...If you don't want me to go, then I won't go." Z muttered.

"No, no, no, no, I'm glad you can go together!" Duan Feizhuo blushed a little.

I don't know if it was his illusion, but he seemed to see Z secretly laughing.

"You go home and pack your bags now." Z said, "Come back to Scotland Yard tomorrow. A detailed report needs to be written on the matter of Duncan McLean, and I need your statement."

Duan Feizhuo looked at his blood-stained, torn clothes. Al would have screamed if he saw him like this.

He picked up the sword in the stone on the table. The latter let out a sullen "tsk".

"Then I'll take a step first." He paid attention to everyone in the office before slowly leaving.

Z reluctantly stood at the door, listening to the distant footsteps until his keen hearing could no longer capture that unique sound.

"Boss," Xenophon closed the book and said, with an unprecedented seriousness, "I have a question, which may offend you."

"Since you know you will offend me, why do you still ask." Z said coldly.

"Because I'm a person who likes which pot is left open and which pot is lifted." Xenophon said cheekily.

"...Tell me, what's the matter?"

"Have you and that kid... developed a relationship beyond friendship?"

Z raised his blind eyes and glanced indifferently in his direction, "What? Are you going to put me in a dungeon?"

Miss Acheson's constant typing was interrupted for a second. Mr. R cast a surprised look.

In Victorian England, the atmosphere was far less open than in modern times. Homosexuality is considered a crime in this era, and imprisonment is considered a light sentence.

As a police detective of Scotland Yard but knowing the law and breaking the law, Z's position is somewhat embarrassing.

"Oh, of course not, I'm very open-minded in this regard." Xenophon spread his hands, "I just want to say that maybe that kid is not as innocent as you think."

"What do you mean? Say it clearly."

Xenophon shrugged, "It's still too late to get out, boss. When one day you fall into it and find out that he is not what you think, you will suffer even more damage."

Z frowned, "What exactly are you trying to say?"

"It's nothing. It's just some advice from my subordinates and old friends." After speaking, Xenophon lowered his head and continued to read.