The Death Knight of the Secret World

Chapter 41 0041. Bad News

Because Beomy, a traverser, hadn't had much contact with the supernatural beings of the mysterious world, she didn't have a correct estimate of the value of the various information in her hands.

For example, it is actually very difficult for ordinary extraordinary people to sum up things like [acting method].Because this requires the actual follow-up and observation of a large number of transcendental beings, it is possible to conclude that, generally, the wild transcendentalists who run alone do not have this condition at all.

Therefore, such valuable information is generally discovered by the church after observation, and then summarized.And since the major churches can't urinate in the same pot, it is obviously impossible to disclose this kind of confidential information to benefit the society.So under normal circumstances, only the supernatural beings in the middle and high levels of the church will be informed of this information, and it is forbidden to spread it.

In addition to the church, that is, the superhuman institutions affiliated to the royal family or the government in various countries may have similar conclusions.Even the major secret organizations do not really know how to act. They may have some high-level information, but it is not systematic.

A system is a very important standard. Generally, things that are organized are the standard equipment of those big forces.These secret organizations don't have such conditions, otherwise it wouldn't be the church and government's superhuman institutions hunting them down, not the other way around.

It is impossible for wild transcendents to come into contact with this kind of thing, so when Mrs. Black peddled the [acting method] in the circle of wild transcendents like a fool, pure wild transcendents were like treasures.

And the informants of the Night Watchman and Punisher Organization, and even those who concealed their identities and mingled in these small circles, thought it was a traitor from the other side.Then there was a tacit unanimous decision: observe for a while.

Because these organizations do not share intelligence, there is no way to prove that other organizations have turned traitors.What's more, even if someone on their side has a problem, they may not be able to react immediately.

As for those secret organizations, after getting in touch with them, they also felt that the [Flower Magician] Madam Black pretended to be a talent.Even if it is not a traitor from the church, it is the kind that has its own organization, and absorbing the past is also of certain value.

As for your [loyalty]?Although every secret organization is emphasizing this point, the most indispensable thing in the circle of extraordinary people is the creature of the second or fifth generation. There are many undercover spies, double spies and even triple spies, and there are more than three spies. The famous ruthless people in the organization...

In short, the circle of supernatural beings in the mysterious world is actually more chaotic than the world of martial arts.In these organizations, trust is a luxury and fragile because betrayal is everywhere.

Just when Beomi and Mrs. Black met in secret on the second floor of the pawn shop, and were struggling with which way they should choose.At the Nancheng Office of the Sweeper, an autopsy is being carried out in a serious atmosphere.

I had a not-so-pleasant cooperation experience with Beomi. The body of the body collector, the one-eyed ugly old Gordon, was just lying on an autopsy bed.

The autopsy was performed by a senior sequencer from the Sweeper headquarters. This was an emaciated male with a combed back hair. He had an expressionless face, more like a dead man than Old Gordon's ugly face.

"The opponent's attack was quick, and the deceased turned on the corpse at the moment of being attacked, but he was still killed by the opponent!" A scalpel sliced ​​open Old Gordon's body completely like a butcher cutting a cow. .

The pungent smell of blood, the slight smell of rotting corpses, and the smell of bad rum on Old Gordon's clothes mixed together to form a very uncomfortable smell.

"The other party used a very sharp dagger. It pierced the deceased's chest from the rib gap under the left rib, directly piercing the heart! The technique is very professional, and the length of the wound is not even a single knuckle!" The autopsy examiner with a cold, dead face took out a metal ruler and pointed it at the onlookers.

"Moreover, such a close-range attack is still attacking a Transcendent who is still active in full view. The blade didn't even touch the ribs. The opponent should be a Transcendent of a higher sequence!"

"After the heart was pierced, the toxin on the blade spread, and after a blood supply cycle, it circulated throughout the body of the deceased, not only destroying his lungs, but also paralyzing the nerves of his whole body. He couldn't even call for help. Just like an ordinary drunk, he fell on the table in the tavern!"

"Very professional assassination technique, and the opponent is proficient in knife skills and is good at making poison." The dead-faced planer took off his gloves from his hands and threw them into the trash can, and said to the high-level cleaners sitting there: " The most likely one is the [serial killer] of the criminal path, and several extraordinary people with excellent body control ability, such as clowns and master jugglers, can also do it!"

"The scope of suspicion is very wide!" Su La, the deputy captain of the sweeper, frowned, rubbed the center of her brows irritably, let out a sigh of relief, and said to the attendant standing next to her: "Let Jurgen come in, His relationship with Old Gordon has always been good, let him see Old Gordon off for the last time!"

At this moment, the man in the black windbreaker who had been leaning on the table without speaking spoke up: "Old Gordon is a Sequence Nine Corpse Collector who belongs to our Church of the Evernight Goddess. We will take back the Extraordinary characteristics he left behind as usual!"

"We, the Punisher, have no objection!" The representative of the Punisher put his hands on the table and crossed his fingers, as if he had nothing to do with himself.

"However, according to the agreement when the Sweeper was established, our Sweeper Headquarters also has the right to give priority to recommending an ordinary Sweeper to inherit this Extraordinary characteristic!" Sura did not face the man in the windbreaker when she spoke, but looked at the representative. representative of the punished.

"There is such a thing!" The representative of Punisher shrugged.

Anyway, it wasn't their people who died. Whether the Extraordinary characteristics were taken back by the Church of Evernight or stayed with the sweepers, it was all the same to them as punishment substitutes.

The man in the windbreaker stood up from the table, straightened his collar, straightened his black top hat, and gave Sura a straight look.

"Is that what you mean? Or the Sweeper?"

His tone was a little cold.

"This is my personal suggestion!" Sura looked at each other calmly: "It is also a necessary attitude for our sweepers! After all, Gordon is a member of the sweepers!"

The man in the windbreaker just stared at Sura for half a minute, before Sura's expression became impatient, he withdrew his gaze.

"I will report to the Bishop!"

After saying this, he turned around and walked out of the room without looking back.

Less than half a minute after he left, the scar-faced old man Jurgen walked in led by the big black dog.

"Although we Punishers do not have direct command over the Sweeper, we will report the death of a Transcendent!" The representative of Punisher stood up from his chair and expressed his position.

"This is a routine practice!" Sura nodded.

"As for the extraction and separation of extraordinary features, we really can't help, after all, I'm a substitute now!"

The representative of the Punisher looked at Sura's heroic face for a long time.

"That's it for today, I'll go back first! Say hello to the Earl for me!"

The representative of the Punisher frowned slightly and walked out of the room.

"You can go by yourself, Kurt!" Sura raised her voice to make sure the latter could hear.

Punisher Kurt paused when he heard Sura's words, shook his head lightly, and continued to walk away.

"Then I'm leaving too! Sura... Ms.! Please take care of yourself!" The one with the big back came over, bowed slightly to Sura before walking out with a complicated expression.

Sura seemed to hate this dead face with a big back, and she didn't respond in any way, just being so ignorant of the other party.

"Captain, I think you're the best..." Jurgen wanted to say something, but Su La's sharp eyes caught him, and the words behind the scar-faced old man choked in his throat.

"Go and say goodbye to Gordon, and clean him up. As for the precipitation of the supernatural characteristics on the corpse, it will probably be completely completed in the afternoon. Just watch it, don't make any mistakes!"

"Oh, yes!" Jurgen nodded.

"I still need to go to the headquarters in person. After all, the person who died was an extraordinary person. There are some necessary procedures, and I still have to go!" Sura rubbed the center of her brows a little irritably.

"Do you need me to prepare a carriage for you? Captain!" Jurgen asked.

"No need, I can go in my own carriage." Su La shook her head and rejected the old Scarface's kindness.

"There is one thing that needs your help. Regarding the vacancy left by Gordon, do you have any reliable recommendations?"

"This..." Jurgen couldn't think of anyone for a while, because of the cursed profession of a corpse collector, many people who used to be in his circle of friends were basically collected by him, and then dragged away to be burned to ashes up.

Before yesterday, he had a guy who was considered a wine and meat friend, but now that one-eyed old ugly ghost is lying on the mortuary bed in the cubicle...

"Wow - woof!" The big black dog Tindalos, who was dozing on the ground, suddenly raised his head and barked.

"You mean, you can let that skinny little guy try?" Jurgen, who was at the tenth level of dog language, understood what the big black dog said, and hesitated for a while.

"If you have a goal, you can go there after collecting Gordon's bones." Sura is also used to the communication between this scar-faced old man and his dog son.Putting the files on the table into a kraft paper bag and sealing it with a red wax seal, Sura added another sentence.

"We must keep this Extraordinary characteristic in our sweeper team!"

"I understand!" The scar-faced old man nodded solemnly, and then took the big black dog Tindalos to the compartment to collect Old Gordon's body.

At around four o'clock in the afternoon, after seeing off Romeo, who sneaked out of his busy schedule to chat with him, Beomi was approached by her dear mentor.

It wasn't the first time for Aroben to come to the backyard of the pawn shop. The old hunchback had also been here a few times when Beomi was experimenting with canned meat. Most of them came here because they thought the food in the canteen of the police station was not good.

Today, however, the old hunchback brought bad news to Beomi!
The special commissioner of the Sweepers that Beomi once worked with, the one-eyed ugly old Gordon with a bad mouth... is dead!
　There are 41 chapters, so let's make a homophonic stalk, let's die first!

　　
　
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