I am a Taoist priest in the extraordinary world

Chapter 28 Mr. Detective and Ms. Painter

The handwriting on the parchment was very scribbled, which proved that this matter was a very terrible thing in the pastor's memory.

"Find Owen and take it away?" Dante looked at Old Tom and found that the latter's expression was also serious.

"The function of the pen of contemplation is to be able to read the contents deep in the subject's mind, and there is no possibility of falsification." Old Tom frowned tightly, and pondered:
"Judging from the tone of the text, it should be that someone said something like this to him, or something happened that impressed him so deeply."

Ivy was also surprised. She leaned over, read it a few times in a low voice, and said in an uncertain tone: "Maybe Owen doesn't know about it yet."

"Why?" Dante was puzzled, but [Badge] came to mind.

"Devil", is that what it is?

"Judging from the content recorded in the file, Owen Hilton is an extreme, extreme, and stubborn person. After he stole the forbidden item '1-27' from the research institute, he must want to play its role as soon as possible."

Ivy held the elbow of her right arm with her left hand and tapped her temple with her fingers, looking very serious.

"If he understands what the pastor said, instead of handing over the taboo, he will most likely choose to explore the secrets by himself in order to gain strength."

"But this guy's words don't necessarily mean they are accurate." Dante thought for a moment, and offered another way of thinking:

"I heard from Joseph that the [Box] has been in the research institute for so many years, and no one has thoroughly studied it. They only know that the [Box] will absorb life force for energy replenishment."

He looked at old Tom, and the naturalist nodded affirmatively, and continued:

"If [the box] is really what the guy in front of me said, it doesn't make sense that the Federation doesn't even know about it."

"The research institute has also been very curious about the real function of the [box] over the years. It has used no less than hundreds of methods to conduct experiments, but there is no way to detect what is in the [box]."

Old Tom affirmed Dante's statement in disguise, and made additional additions:

"What Ivy said is not wrong. Before the guy Owen exposed his identity as the Truth Sect, he had already shown a special obsession with power."

"If he had known about it, he would have tried to open [the box] no matter what the cost."

Old Tom paused, and continued: "But judging from your case, he is still stuck in the most superficial way of using taboos."

If he knew that the original body had already opened the box and took out the contents, he would definitely regret that he didn't check the scene carefully.
Dante thought silently in his heart.

In fact, he already believes that what the pastor said is somewhat credible, but the more it is like this, the more it proves the particularity of the [Badge]. If he exposes this matter now, then both the Federal Research Institute and the Truth Sect will instantly Bring your attention here.

Lingjue told him that this was not a wise move.

Similarly, according to this conclusion, the mysterious power on the [Badge] must have affected Owen who came to recover the taboo at that time, so that the other party did not find that the [Box] had been opened, and only regarded it as "1 -27" conventional capacity.

Where exactly is Owen now, though, and what is he planning.
Until Dante returned to the living room on the first floor, he was still thinking about these things.

Seeing the strange methods of the naturalist, there is no need to continue to watch the subsequent interrogation. After all, Old Tom is obviously more professional in reading information.

Moreover, the Special Investigation Bureau will definitely continue to investigate, and the truth will inevitably come to light one day.

Ivy poured Dante a cup of coffee from Dylan Valley, sat on the sofa next to him, and said with emotion:
"Every time I look at Uncle Tom's abilities, I admire scholars' use of ether more."

"Scholar's ability is indeed very unusual." Dante just felt new about this, but it didn't affect his flattery.

"My ability is very ordinary in comparison, otherwise I would not just be in charge of back office work in the team." Ivy thought of something and looked a little discouraged.

"The ability to do the tedious back office work in an orderly manner is no less than anyone else's ability."

Dante smiled and gave the other party an encouraging look: "Besides, I think your ability is already very powerful."

I clearly remember what old Tom said back then.
"Thank you for your comfort, Mr. Secret Reader." Ivy stretched her waist, and the girl's beautiful curves were unobstructed, making a certain young man hurriedly lower his head to avoid it.

"The captain never let me participate in the battle, because at my current special job level, even if I use my ability, I will suffer severe backlash."

Ivy sighed again, quite a bit of girlish lamentation.

Do you have a dream of a fighting girl hidden in your heart? Dante wanted to laugh when he looked at the other party's expression.

"If you really want to get involved in some specific affairs, are you interested in joining my detective agency?"

He suddenly thought of the first commission he took on yesterday, and said in a teasing tone, "Because you also said that the Special Investigation Bureau allows personnel to take on private business during non-official hours."

"Detective agency?" Ivy's eyes suddenly brightened, and she said cheerfully:

"It's like the one written in the novel, the private detective and his assistant solved one incredible case after another together!"

"Sounds like a brilliant idea, I agree!"

Miss, I'm afraid you have some misunderstanding about the profession of detective
Dante thought of the commission he had undertaken to "track down the mistress", so he still planned to make it clear first, lest the other party have too high expectations.

"Generally speaking, they are relatively ordinary cases, but it is not impossible to encounter some difficult things"

He considered his words, and said falteringly: "For example, the commission I accepted yesterday is just looking for someone at present."

Dante briefly explained what Catherine had told him, deliberately omitting the hard-to-describe content. He thought that the girl next to him would be disappointed by this, but unexpectedly, the other party's eyes became more and more excited.

"God, this is really something worth exploring!"

The girl waved her fist, and then realized that there was something wrong with this action, and immediately returned to a dignified sitting posture, with a serious face, and said in a tone of anticipation for gossip:

"Mr. Detective, let me, Ivy Delacour, be your assistant!"

"Let us work together, for this poor, lonely wife who needs family warmth, to find her husband who has gone away!"

Is this thing so exciting?
Dante stared blankly at the silver-haired girl in front of him who wanted to act immediately, his mouth was slightly opened, and it took him a long time to react, and he laughed and said:
"Then, you are welcome to join, Miss Painter!"

(End of this chapter)