Chapter Eighty-Six: Macaulay's Intelligence
Although I know the name, it is impossible to know everything through the name. Tang Qi could only find some plausible legends from the tomes he had read, and then compared them with those information fragments, and barely guessed what kind of profession it was.
Probably similar to another class, the "Beast Tamer", both of them are transformed into beasts to gain extraordinary powers.
It's just that the animal trainers are mostly biased towards the righteous camp.
The orc, on the other hand, is a chaotic, evil, and somewhat crazy professional.
According to the "Monster Files", in the dark years before the beginning of the new calendar, a terrible herd of beasts appeared on the ice fields in the northern part of the Federation, a huge but tame moose, and I don't know what happened. Their bodies mutated, their mouths became retractable suction cups, and when they opened, they were filled with sharp teeth, their hooves became claws, their backs sprouted disgusting wings, and hard bone spurs pierced their ribs to form an armor-like structure.
The most terrifying thing is that they have developed a strong interest in human flesh, and everywhere they pass, all the villages and cities have been destroyed, and ordinary firearms are completely unable to harm them, and even stimulate their ferocity.
In the end, this catastrophe was eliminated by the Holy Warrior William Sid, and in the account of His Excellency the Holy Warrior to the later ones, it was an evil animal shepherd who caused the disaster, and he was duly punished for playing with the species.
"The beast herder, it should be the orc, can make normal beasts, into a terrifying transcendent monster, judging from the description of the legend, the mutated moose, each is enough to crush ordinary monsters, once gathered, that kind of disaster is indeed unimaginable. ”
"But what's even more terrifying should be the warrior who can avert this kind of disaster, a level that I can't reach at all for the time being. ”
Tang Qi silently digested the new knowledge and dispelled the distracting thoughts.
After glancing at the time, there was still some leftover, and he continued to untie the knot.
The original mess of the wonderful hair knot has now shrunk by a small half, and it is expected that in a while, Tang Qi will be able to untie it all.
I remembered the two knowledge I had acquired, Mohawk and Antioch, although they were different in nature, but they were both linguistic knowledge. Tang Qi couldn't help but wonder if he would become an expert in linguistics when the knots were all untied.
The victims of Gregory's self-portraits are ordinary beautiful maidens, and after liberation, the knowledge that can be given to Tang Qi is indeed based on language.
But this is not necessarily the law, and there may be other surprises.
Before the lunch break was consumed, Tang Qi untied a hair knot again, and the two girls who came to the Federation from a distant country to pursue their dreams were relieved, although they did not gain knowledge this time, but Tang Qi was not disappointed.
Every time he untied a knot, Tang Qi himself could get some joy.
Soon, the afternoon work time came.
Tang Qi did not participate in the selection of the case this time, which originally belonged to him.
However, after a cursory glance, he didn't find any particular interest, so he handed over the job to a group led by Gideon, consisting of a number of knowledgeable staff.
In fact, when Tang Qi's advisor is not there, it is up to them to choose, and then decide the order and the degree of danger.
Usually they send two detectives to the scene to investigate, and based on some traces, they can speculate whether there is something extraordinary, or how dangerous it is. Although the procedure was rude, there have been no casualties so far.
According to their judgment, the next case to be solved is the serial murder case in the Lacchi district.
Originally, the highest priority was definitely the cases in the Bronk District.
Either way, it seems to involve the transcendent, and it's dangerous.
But in the two days when Tang Qi was busy preparing secret medicines, all the strange cases in the Bronk District suddenly stopped, and the detectives who went to investigate did not notice anything unusual, so Gideon and the others had to temporarily suppress those files.
Don and Stana spent the afternoon in the Lacchi district.
The distribution of inhabitants in this area is somewhat idle, so it takes a bit more time.
After inspecting all the scenes, Tang Qi found no traces of the extraordinary, and the file was sent back to the jurisdiction, probably a very powerful serial killer, so that he could not leave any biological samples, so that the detectives in the Lacchi district mistakenly thought it was a mysterious case.
The city is in a somewhat eerie and charming atmosphere as the police car makes its way through the streets of the districts, through Midtown Boulevard, which begins to light up with various neon lights and gradually reveals a bustling scene that never sleeps.
Don and Stana get out of the car, flanked by the bustling Midtown and the dangerously dark Bronque.
The two temperaments were separated by the classical, cold and hard main building of the Mercer Police Station, Tang Qi stood in place and admired this strange and charming scene, and then glanced at the streets around the police station with a vague gaze, and nodded imperceptibly.
After that, on the grounds that "it's time to get off work", he said goodbye to Stana directly.
Instead of turning back to the police station, he walked straight to the other end of the street.
It seems that he is planning to take a shortcut and go directly back to the Thorns Campus.
Originally, Stana wanted to warn this guy of the danger in the Bronk, but immediately remembered the perverted power hidden under Donkey's fragile appearance, muttered "Bad taste guy", and then turned and stepped onto the steps of the police station.
Almost every street in the Bronque looks dark and dirty at night, and this atmosphere is very suitable for some transactions that cannot be seen.
Although Tang Qi does not think that his actions cannot see the light.
He just turned a street, and stood silently at the mouth of the second alley, which was quite tidy, and after waiting for a while, a figure ran over with some difficulty, it seemed that it was a disabled person, his movements were deformed, he was limping, and in the shaking of light and shadow, a young beggar appeared in front of Tang Qi's eyes.
Ordinary face, with some freckles on his face, clever teenager Macaulay.
"First~ sir, I'm back, I heard ......"
Macaulay may have been worried that his memory was wrong, and he was anxious to tell Don Qi what he had heard, forgetting that he had not even breathed his breath.
Tang Qi was not in a hurry, took a step back lightly, and motioned for Macaulay to walk into the alley as well.
When Macaulay and Tang Qi looked at each other, a faint golden light flashed, and Macaulay, who was still anxious, suddenly calmed down, and the relevant memories in his mind became clear.
"Let's start, tell me what you heard?"
Tang Qi said in a calm tone.
"Yes, sir. ”
"I arrived at the pottery studio at noon, there were a lot of homeless people in that area, so no one noticed me, I hid under a window at the back door of the studio, which happened to be where the sisters practiced, and they really liked to talk, and I heard them talking......"
The information spit out from Macaulay's mouth didn't make Tang Qi react at first, until a word suddenly popped out, and Tang Qi's pupils suddenly shrank in his slightly lowered eyelids.