Mystic Dominator

Early the next morning.

Ronald said goodbye to Ms. Hudson and left the pension where he lived.

Unlike before, today he didn't take the "Shoreline Daily" from the mailbox at the door.

To tell the truth-

The whole of Burrenwych, except for the office building [Burren House] where the local consul handles official business.

The information that should belong to the headquarters of the Investigation Bureau is the most timely and accurate.

Except for those classified documents that were directly sent to the top of the investigation bureau and determined to be mysterious events. For each new newspaper issued by the news agency that day, a sample will be sent to the front desk of the Bureau of Investigation.

But for the Bureau of Investigation.

These things are only of general reference value.

Basically, within three days, someone will sort out these newspapers and send them to the database of the police station next door to put them down.

For Ronald, he thought it was bad news.

The news industry in Burrenwich is only average. The number of newspapers combined every day can be dismissed in about two hours, which is not enough to handle a full day's work.

Kacha-

Close the door of the apartment and walk out of the street.

Looking at the scene on the street outside the door, Ronald was stunned for a moment.

He didn't notice when he woke up this morning.

At this moment, bits of white fell from the sky, moistening the dusty ground of Burrenwich.

The whole street is as fresh as a light rain.

Among the pedestrians who were walking outside at the same time as Ronald, some of them ran into the street alone like him, letting the snow fall on their shoulders; there were also those who were careful about the weather, now walking on the side of the road with umbrellas in an orderly manner.

"It's snowing..."

Ronald murmured, then stretched out his hand to the outside of the eaves of the apartment gate.

The cold snowflakes are small and thin, and when they fall on the hand, they are warmed into water droplets by the temperature of the skin in the blink of an eye, and then leave a little water stain.

This was the first snow he experienced in another world.

Although it is not big, it has a fresh taste in it.

"..."

After being stunned for a while, Ronald found one thing speechlessly.

His original script was invalid.

The thing "God Hammer of Rain and Mist" really can only prevent the damage of rain.

It doesn't care if it snows!

"..."

Shaking his head helplessly, the price of his coat appeared in Ronald's mind.

Without hesitation, he turned his head and returned to the apartment. He took an umbrella near the porch and was about to go out.

Before closing the door and leaving, Ronald turned his head and shouted as if remembering something.

"Ms. Hudson, it's snowing outside!"

"Okay, I know."

The voice of the landlady immediately came, and at the same time, she did not forget to greet Ronald:

"Mr. Ronald, do you want to drink some hot soup before leaving?"

"Thank you, no need."

After politely replying to the other party, Ronald pulled the door and left the apartment.

Holding the umbrella above his head, he could not hear or feel the snow falling on the umbrella when he was walking on the street. Even if the dissolved water droplets accumulated less and more, it would be difficult for him to drip down the rib of the umbrella in front of him.

Walking in the snow, I don't know why.

Ronald's thoughts drifted away.

In the past month or so of life, he has learned a lot about this world.

The grid where he is located is not only a country by the sea, but also in the middle latitudes of the northern part of the planet.

After a while, the weather will get colder.

In the seaside cities further north in Grid, you may still see the scene of the sea freezing after the winter.

Ronald walked slowly down the street by himself.

Surrounded by ordinary citizens of Burrenwich are busy or leisurely figures.

After an hour passed, he came to the investigation bureau to the door.

The situation here is exactly the same as when he left last night.

Under the protection of the technique of expelling idlers, there is no trace of ordinary people's activities near the investigation bureau. Everything was quiet and steady, as if the time of the night could not change it to any degree.

Going up the steps, Ronald opened the door of the investigation bureau.

"Good morning!"

A shout belonging to a girl sounded from the front desk.

As soon as the sound of the door opening came into the hall, Nicole, who was lying on the bed behind the front desk, jumped up suddenly.

After seeing that the person entering the gate was Ronald.

The investigator girl's expression collapsed and she breathed a sigh of relief.

"It's you, Ronald."

"Yes, I'm coming to work."

He put the umbrella in the umbrella cabinet beside the door, Ronald shook his clothes before walking towards the front desk.

"Miss Nicole, how was your rest last night?"

"And~~"

Nicole covered her mouth, yawned lazily, and then stretched her waist and replied to Ronald:

"It's very comfortable."

"The lobby of the Bureau of Investigation is a hundred times warmer than my **** rental house, and there will be no inexplicable guy who suddenly jumps out and plays with me."

"correct!"

Speaking of which, Nicole suddenly remembered something, bent down and took out a cup and toothbrush from the front cabinet.

"Ronald, wait for me first."

"I'll go to the bathroom at the back to wash up, and I'll be right back."

The voice fell, and the investigator girl ran to the back without waiting for Ronald to agree.

This guy…

The things are really quite complete.

Shaking his head, UU reading www.uukanshu. com Ronald went around behind the front desk and also sat on the bed.

When his palm rested on the bed, the warm quilt conveyed the temperature of the girl from last night to his palm.

Like a live fish frying on a hot pan, Ronald jumped up hastily.

From the Shoreline Daily, the Grid Times, and the New Factory Daily on the shelf on the side, Ronald picked out the Shoreline Daily, spread the pages flat in front of him, and read it calmly. .

[The gas pipeline on Baiyu Road exploded, and the city government personnel are expediting repairs. Residents should pay attention to detours when passing by! 】

[The warehouse of the Golden Theater caught fire, the damage is temporarily unknown, and it is planned to be closed for a week! 】

[The warden said that the criminals who have been arrested and brought to justice since the beginning of the winter will be punished. 】

[In return for the enthusiastic participation of the general public, the Virginia Private Collection Exhibition will be held again next year in Double Sided Month! 】

......

"Ugh-"

Sighing, Ronald shook his head slightly.

In just a few days, the news on this column changed from a piece of good news to frequent events.

From these contents, it can be seen that the mysterious incident that affected the whole city three days ago, the follow-up impact caused by it is still fermenting.

At the beginning of the most conspicuous events, such as the Burrenwich Railway Station, the Bureau of Investigation has dispatched personnel to deal with them.

But even so, they can't really solve all the problems.

Not to mention there are some relatively hidden incidents that they haven't had time to investigate yet.

The Bureau of Investigation is really not enough.

In this world, uncontrollable mysterious forces are more troublesome than terrorist attacks...

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