Mystery: Good Witch

Chapter 23 Old Neil

When Angel walked out of the room with the contract and the approval slip, Klein Moretti was chatting with Miss Roseanne outside the door. The girl was amused by the content of the chat, covering her mouth and giggling, but coughed twice in embarrassment the moment the door opened, and resumed her feigned serious expression.

Klein also noticed that Angel had finished talking with Captain Dunn, so he asked with a smile, "Are you done talking?"

Angel smiled and nodded: "Yes, the captain let you in."

"Captain..." Klein was taken aback for a moment, glanced at Angel's contract under his arm, and instantly understood the meaning of this title. He stretched out his right hand to Angel: "Congratulations, are we colleagues now?"

"Thank you!" Angel generously shook Klein's hand.

Without continuing to exchange pleasantries, Klein quickly tidied up his coat and hat, tapped on the door twice, and opened the door and walked in after Dunn gave permission.

This man is quite polite...

Angel followed Klein until he was blocked by the closed door, then turned around and handed the approval note to Roseanne.

"Miss Roseanne, the captain asked me to get some materials."

The brown-haired girl in a light green long dress woke up like a dream. She agreed several times in succession and took the note.

"Did you...really join us? I didn't expect that. I thought you came to see the captain for something personal." She looked at the contents of the note and asked with a slight nod.

"Yes, the contracts are all signed." Angel praised the slightly flimsy contract.

The girl raised her head expectantly, and asked again: "Is that a civil job?"

As soon as she spoke, she seemed to realize that something was wrong, and hastily added: "I just thought, if there are more people, it will be easier for us to arrange shifts." She waved the note in her hand, emphasizing her tone.

Seeing that Rosanne was a little excited, Angel couldn't help but laugh.Although Captain Dunn seems to have only asked her to make some special bullets, she should not let such a team member who has become an Extraordinary be a warehouse manager.

It is estimated that after the captain submits the report of this battle next week and finds out his identity, there should be further arrangements.

Or find out that you have a fake identity, and you will be seated in the Church Arbitration Tribunal?
Thinking of this, Angel suddenly felt depressed. She forced a smile and replied, "I'm sorry, the captain probably won't arrange for me to be a civil servant."

"Hey..." The expectation on Rosanne's face instantly turned into frustration, "I didn't expect Mr. Moretti to be a civil servant, but you are..." Halfway through the speech, she seemed to come to her senses, opened her eyes wide, and looked at Angel in surprise: "Could it be that you are already a Extraordinary?"

Angel did not hide it. After all, he is likely to be a colleague in the future, and he will know these things sooner or later: "Yes, before this, I was already, um, in your words, an unofficial Extraordinary."

"Wow, that's amazing. Is it the Sleepless, or the Secret Peer?"

The girl's brown eyes exuded the light that fans saw as idols, and she looked at Angel with curiosity.

"……assassin."

"..."

The two were awkwardly silent.

"Also... very powerful, ah, by the way, I have to take you to get the materials, come on, the warehouse is in the basement."

Miss Roseanne changed the subject abruptly, holding up a note and saying.

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Angel originally thought that the basement was to be entered from the first floor, but Miss Roseanne led her straight to the end of the corridor and entered an office against the wall.

Except for a stone staircase going down, there is no furniture in the room.The two went down the spiral staircase, and after rounding two corners, the sunlight above disappeared completely, replaced by the light from the delicate gas lamps on the walls on both sides, casting a circle of shadows under their feet.

After going around countless times, leaving the stairs and entering a long corridor, Angel reckoned that he had reached a depth of at least ten meters underground.

The aisle was paved with flat stone slabs, and a large number of gas lamps were also luxuriously installed on both sides. Angel also noticed that the holy emblem of the Evernight Goddess Church was inlaid on the wall. The crimson moon, which she had only known for a few days, already made her feel the tranquility deep in her heart.

Walking through this aisle, we came to a crossroad. Roseanne, who led the way, introduced: "The front is the 'Chanis Gate', Mr. Frye is on duty today; the left side leads to the 'St. Selina Church', and the right side is the material warehouse we are going to. Mr. Neil is there."

"Chanis Gate", the place where Leonard was going to take refuge when Mrs. Sharon attacked?It seems that some important Extraordinary items are preserved, so that Extraordinary people need to be guarded at all times.And I didn't expect that the Church of St. Selina would lead directly to the camp of the Nighthawks. It was indeed an armed force directly under the church.

While recalling the location of the church, Angel followed Roseanne to the right and walked through the intersection.

"By the way, you haven't seen Mr. Neal yet, have you?"

Angel recalled the members of the Nighthawks that Leonard Mitchell introduced yesterday like a bamboo tube pouring beans, and shook his head: "Mr. Mitchell mentioned it to me, but I haven't met him. He is also a combatant of the team?"

"Yes, he is also an Extraordinary, a 'Secret Peer' of Sequence 9, but now that he is old and in poor health, he is no longer suitable for field work, so he has turned into a civilian job." Luo Shan nodded and introduced while walking.

Angel secretly wrote down the name of the potion "Secret Peer". It should be different from the "Sleepless" of the others, and it belongs to a brand new way.

The two came to a half-open iron door and knocked on it.

An old voice came from behind the door: "Please come in."

Rosanne pushed open the iron gate and entered first, followed by Angel.

There was a set of tables and chairs in the narrow room. An old man in a black robe was sitting at the table, carefully studying the yellowed pages of the book at hand, and writing something down in the notes beside him. Behind him was another tightly closed iron door.

"Mr. Neil, hello, this is a new recruit... um..." Rosanne greeted the old man politely, but she got stuck when introducing Angel - she forgot the name of her new colleague.

Angel stepped forward, introduced himself briefly, and helped the impudent girl, but the latter was still blushing, hurriedly handed the note to the old man, and left.

Holding the note signed and stamped by the captain, the old man—Old Neil looked away from the pages on the desk, narrowed his eyes and looked at Angel for a while, grinned, and said, "Are you the rookie who made a big fuss upstairs last night? You also killed a Sequence 7?"

Not sure what kind of rumors he heard, Angel could only explain: "I was only assisting from the side, and the main credit is Ms. Daly and..."

"I know, and that kid Leonard, he told me all this morning, and he also said that you used a special ammunition different from 'demon hunting bullets'." Old Neil said, and took out a brass shell from his robe pocket. Angel saw through the flickering gas lamp that it was the "Storm Gathering" he used yesterday.

"It's a very peculiar pattern, similar to a hunting bullet, but the details are different."

He stood up the shell case on the table, stuffed the note into his pocket, and took a pen and paper from the side: "It seems that the captain asked you to come and collect the materials to continue making this ammunition?"

Angel nodded: "Yes, next week I will hand over 80 of these bullets to him, so the materials needed are quite a lot. Considering the probability of failure, at least 120 pistol bullets, 0.45 caliber is the best, 300 grams of screaming grass, 100 grams of luminous lizard scales, 250 milliliters of alcohol, at least 500 milliliters of etching solution, well, I can configure this myself, and finally 50 grams of star crystals."

She had already calculated the required items on the way, and considering the success rate and material loss, she raised the demand a little bit.There are still auxiliary materials left in the basement of her home, but she is ready to receive the main materials that cost a lot of money directly. After all, she is working for the public, and she can't spend too much of her own money.

Old Neil dipped the pen in ink, and when Angel read it out, he wrote it down on the paper, but when he heard the last star crystal, he still stopped writing.

"There are as many bullets as you need, and there are other items in the alchemy room, but the star crystal... This is the main material of some potions. I have to go to the 'Chanis Gate', hoping there are some left."

After finishing speaking, Old Neil stood up, took out the key from the drawer, opened the iron door behind him and walked in. Immediately there was the creaking sound of rusty loose-leaf pages and the friction sound of the drawer switch.

When the door became calm, Old Neil came out with several boxes of ammunition, and closed the iron door with his feet.Seeing this, Angel stepped forward to help, took the ammunition boxes one by one, and placed them on the table, four of which were cardboard boxes, and two smaller tin boxes.

"Here are 120 rounds of pistol bullets," said Old Neil, pointing to the paper box. "20 rounds of exorcism bullets." He moved his finger to the iron box. "They are all 0.45 inches. I will go to the alchemy room to get the other items. You can wait here for a while."

Angel nodded, and opened the box to check. The carton contained yellow copper bullets, the same as the ones she had used before, but the workmanship was obviously more refined and the maintenance was perfect, and even a smell of grease could be smelled.The two iron boxes contained 10 silver-white bullets engraved with complex patterns, which looked like silver ammunition, or some kind of alloy.

After checking the ammunition, she turned her eyes to a few yellowed papers. Old Neil was reading these pages when she arrived.

Originally thought it was some personal letters, she didn't plan to read it carefully, but this write made her completely stunned.

Although they were separated characters one by one, although they looked like a child's clumsy imitation, she still recognized at a glance that these square symbols were written in a certain Asian country, maybe Chinese or Japanese, but at least she can confirm that this is definitely not some kind of text symbol that is popular in the world at present!

(End of this chapter)