The commission of the partisan association was not so much a task as something like a warning.

After all, if you don't know the enemy's purpose, you can only passively accept it.

Michel's mission to the Support Section was, to put it bluntly, "to cooperate with the guerrillas and strengthen precautions in foggy weather as much as possible."

"I see, are the victims concentrated in the Old Town?"

After exchanging information between the two sides, Lloyd held his chin with one hand and thought with some incomprehension. His eyes casually surveyed Joshua, as if doing so would make him more thoughtful.

Joshua also knew that his identity was a little embarrassing, but he smiled and didn't interrupt him.

"And, judging from the sighting information, the Warcraft is probably like this."

Estelle said, confidently handing over a piece of paper.

The lines on it are scribbled with lines that I don't know what to call the so-called patterns, and you can see the figure in front of you, but you can't understand the specific things.

"Arnold, what is this?"

Ellie vaguely guessed something, smiling with embarrassment.

"It's Warcraft, Warcraft! You see, with such sharp claws and teeth, and a fur-like appearance. ”

Estelle explained as she sketched with a pencil, hoping that Ellie would see clearly. But this makes the picture even more messy, and I don't know what to say at all.

"Ah, I still have a record here."

Joshua interjected into the dialogue appropriately and handed out his drawing.

Above is a wolf-like thing that maintains a human form. Just like Estelle said, with sharp claws and fangs.

Obviously they are sisters and brothers, why do they always feel that they are actually brothers and sisters?

That's Randy's biggest question right now.

Joshua's paintings are much more recognizable than Estelle's. Lloyd probably understood the appearance of the beast, and he had the same doubts as Randy, but it was a different question.

"Is it just a demonic beast that acts in the fog and will be reborn an infinite number of times?"

Lloyd muttered to himself, thinking about how to fight while complaining to himself about why the monsters like to run to the Old Town.

The former is good to say, if there is a way to overcome the extremely low visibility in the fog, it can still fight. But infinite rebirth is a problem. Doesn't that mean that you can't destroy it?

"In fact......"

Joshua took a breath and continued, "That shouldn't be considered a Warcraft...... That's Shikigami or Demon. ”

"Shikigami? Demons? What is that? ”

Suddenly, two unfamiliar terms were heard, and Lloyd's brown eyes were full of questions.

"It's the art of the East. Enslaving spirits or demons to make them one's own weapons is akin to ......"

Joshua rubbed his head, looking for something that Lloyd could understand. Randy suddenly interjected, "It's similar to the Warcraft version of the Hunter?" ”

This analogy seems very nonsensical at first glance, but when you think about it, there is some truth to it, and it is a statement that Lloyd, as a police officer, can more accept. Joshua nodded, agreeing with Randy's analogy.

"Yes, it's similar to a hunter. There is a difference, though. Shikami, or demons, can only fight because someone is operating behind their backs. Shikigami needs someone to instruct you on how to fight, and you need someone to provide a lot of energy to make demons. ”

"That is, to defeat the mastermind behind the scenes - is that how it feels?"

Lin summed it up in a way he could understand. The female guerrillas of this martial arts faction really prefer martial arts to intellectual warfare.

"Well, and I've guessed a little bit about this mastermind......"

Joshua paused, and the storyteller paused as if to hang his appetite.

"I can't report the rest of it, Miss Grace."

Joshua's amber eyes stared at the door of the guild, and after a while, the people outside the door gave up, pushed the door open and walked in. Short blue-gray hair, yellow coat, camera hanging from his chest, and a voice recorder in his hand.

Who else could it be if it wasn't Grace?

The eavesdropping was discovered, and she still greeted everyone in the support section with a comfortable expression.

"Ah, isn't this the Support Section, long time no see, Royd-kun."

"Ahaha, should I arrest you in this case?"

As a joke, Grace was already in front of everyone.

"Click."

Regardless of thirty-seven twenty-one, Grace immediately raised her camera and took a picture of everyone, with words in her mouth: "Crossbell fog is actually man-made?!" The guerrillas join hands with the Support Section to find out the truth! The murderer is actually! ”

"The murderer actually??"

Frightened by her self-talk, Noelle asked in a daze.

"Look, there's a concern!"

Grace gave Noelle a thumbs up, realizing that she was being used as a joke, and Noelle turned her head in displeasure and stopped looking at her.

"I said, 'That'...... Isn't that right? ”

Lloyd timidly retorted to her, and in the face of this female reporter with a leap of thinking, even a calm person like Lloyd was always flustered.

"It's okay, it's okay, I'll break it up into several reports. This time, I will only report on the fog situation~ Rare big news, how can I make a column! ”

Grace excitedly raised the recorder to everyone.

"Come on, everyone, let's catch the real murderer together!"

"No, no, no, please don't just put yourself on our side."

Lloyd smiled helplessly.

Joshua was calmer. Only Estelle retorted a little angrily: "How can this be, there are all injured people here, how can you still report in such cold blood?" ”

"Miss over here."

Grace was still grinning.

"That's what a journalist does. No matter how many people are injured and how many are dead, it is never the job of journalists to sympathize with them. It's about reporting the truth. Reporting the real situation to the people and commenting on it is unfair and unfair, and it is not something that journalists have changed to do. ”

Her attitude suddenly became serious, and Estelle, who spoke in a stern manner, was stunned for a moment.

But Lloyd knew, Grace reporters...... Not such righteous people at all! From the time she wrote her first report to the Support Section, to her sneering at Dudley during the Rainbow Theatre rehearsal, this person wrote whatever he wanted! Although she reports the truth, she has done a lot of work of "commenting on whether it is unfair or unfair"!

But Estelle didn't know. She paid little attention to Cross Bell's magazine. After all, she was only temporarily transferred to the Crossbell guerrilla branch to find someone. The only magazine she buys, in addition to the fishing magazine, the sneaker magazine and martial arts-related publications, is the "Liber General Magazine". It is similar to Cross Bell's Time magazine, but the content has become a record of Liber's major events.

Of course, this is not to say that Estell's information is closed - she still has Joshua~~

Most of the books she doesn't read, Joshua buys, and Estelle occasionally flips through a few pages of Time magazine, but she's not the kind of person who pays attention to reporters.

What matters is not the channels through which information is obtained, but whether or not it can be obtained. Judging by the results, Joshua was really too capable.

After making her position clear, Grace joined the discussion with a grin.

This time, I'm afraid it will break the big news!