"Click!"

At night, in the study on the third floor of the Iron and Blood Chamber of Commerce, a slight key sounded, the door was slowly opened, and a figure first looked in after the crack in the door, and then carefully entered it.

The person who showed up in the study was none other than Joyce, and the set of keys he used was the one that Shaun Redmay's clothes had broken and dropped.

"This is it. ”

In the darkness, Joyce looked at the safe in his study and the rows of bookshelves lined with books, and felt that he was missing something.

"I've got the key, and the girl in the dress has a ring. Joyce wondered if she should go back and scavenge the dress girl.

"I seem to have been careless in handling Sean Redmay's body. Before reaching the safe, Joyce used his eyes to look at the mechanical gears and objects inside, and compared the keychain in his hand.

"Coffin?"

Joyce thought of the lock coffin pendant on her chest, and realized where the omission came from, because the coffin was meant to hold a corpse.

"I'll have to go back later. ”

Joyce inserted one of the keys from the keychain into the lock hole of the safe and began to twist the combination lock.

"Click!"

When Joyce opened the safe with the key, he quickly flipped through the suitcase and began to search for the two bundles of banknotes in the cabinet.

"Controlling the business of Vanilla Street, this Iron Will is really rich!" Joyce took another set of expensive ruby jewelry.

Although there were only two bundles of banknotes, each denomination was ten gold luo, and two bundles of banknotes alone were two thousand gold luo.

In addition to banknotes and a set of jewelry, the safe is a thick stack of papers.

"There is no passbook, could it be that Sean Redmay used a bearer account to hold money?" Joyce did not move the papers, but locked the safe and turned to the front of the bookshelf.

Taking down one of the rows of books, Joyce pulled a wooden shape on the bookshelf with her hand, and soon opened the hidden compartment.

There are two objects in the dark compartment, a small wooden tube the thickness of a finger, and something that resembles a sewing kit.

"It's a secret thing. ”

Joyce's right eye can be seen as a blood-colored sheen on the woodpipes and needles.

"Buzz!"

Opening the lock coffin box, Joyce did not touch the secret object himself, but released a mist through the lock coffin to collect the things.

On the third floor of the quiet Iron Blood Chamber of Commerce, Joyce quietly returned to the bedroom again.

"She shouldn't have woken up yet. ”

As Joyce let go of his senses, he was already collecting the body of Sean Redmay, and using the metal statue to suck the blood on the ground and body.

The bedroom window was open for a while, filled with the chill of winter.

It wasn't until Sean Redmay's body was locked in the coffin that Joyce hid in the bathroom and focused on his left eye.

"Whew!"

The compass light in Joyce's left eye swirled layer by layer, eventually emitting ripples of light from his pupils, and the light curtain revealed the scene in the basement of 46 Abby Cross Street.

After Joyce entered the light curtain ripples, the essence light gradually converged and disappeared.

The streamer quickly regressed, Joyce's left eye ached, and he struggled to move towards the round light curtain that he could see.

"Zi!

In a round light curtain in the basement, Joyce squeezed out of it almost little by little.

"Whew!"

Out of the light curtain, Joyce's suitcase fell, and his body collapsed on the ground, covering his heart, and he was panting heavily.

"It hurts. ”

Joyce, who saw sweat on his forehead, only felt that his heart and right shoulder were very painful, and he hurriedly cultivated according to the breath path of Tianmangong.

"That Sean Redmay, even if he can be called a secret cultivator, he has not opened the secret source to become a secret master, his power is so great. The thought of being pushed down by the girl in the black dress made Joyce's facial expression strange.

"After the metal gear and mechanical structure inside the lock coffin were repaired, it was very useful, and I guess the captain didn't expect this seemingly broken secret object to be used by me. Joyce muttered to herself.

In the second half of the night, Joyce's breath was steaming, his muscles began to sore and bulge, and he scattered the cultivation seals on his hands.

After carefully cleaning up, Joyce left the basement and went to the bathroom on the second floor, even taking a shower and washing clothes, but he didn't dare to make a big noise.

"Blood!"

Seeing the blood stained on his pants, Joyce couldn't help but mutter.

"Why is it so late?"

When Joyce returned to his room in his pajamas, Elena was lying on his bed, and he was speechless.

"I've just absorbed the mystical properties, so naturally I'll have to work harder. Joyce casually made an excuse to prevaricate.

Ostensibly Joyce was asleep, but maintained her external perception, and it was not until the morning sun rose the next day that Elena gradually woke up.

The Traveler's Bar was being renovated, and Elena didn't wake Joyce up to work.

After Elena and Teresa left, Joyce got up on her own and grabbed a dark blue overalls.

Not only Joyce's heart, but also his right shoulder showed a bruise.

What shocked Joyce the most was that he watched with his left eye, and before dawn the girl in the dress in the bedroom on the third floor of the Iron and Blood Comptoir got up, and after discovering his condition, he poisoned everyone in the firm.

"Ms. Laren, I washed my clothes after my workout last night, but it seems that some of them were not cleaned, can you please help me wash them again?" said Joyce down to the dining room and said to the woman in cloth who was not beautiful.

"Mr. Joyce can rest assured. ”

Lady Larren Strong arranges breakfast for Joyce without hesitation.

Putting what she had done with the girl in the black dress out of her mind last night, Joyce hastily ate breakfast and went out to read the papers.

Bodean Arthur told Joyce to go home, and even if he was pretending, he had to show that he valued his work and couldn't be sent back easily.

The underground library was as quiet as ever, and Joyce's mood was extremely complicated.

"I must not leave MIA, the benefits I am getting now are all thanks to my status as a member of MIA, although the director has moved to the bar next street, but I still have to hang in front of him often, so that he can understand a little bit of the superficial situation. "Joyce never underestimated Bodrian Arthur, the secret of the five veins.

In particular, Bodrian Arthur recruited Joyce into the MIA, and his personality was not consistent, which made him even more vigilant.

"I just don't know, the director is for the mechanical relics, or the psychic ritual I experienced at Toton Manor, before going to the Church of the Goddess of Life, Deacon Stones Kane means that it seems that Franci is also related to the mechanical relics, and the old coachman has not become a secret cultivator when he is old, is it deliberately raising him?" Joyce pondered silently in his heart.

"If you want to be an old skin in the military intelligence department, I'm afraid it's not easy. Joyce didn't notice anything like the snooping of the slimid-fruit tree fly, and shook her head and sighed.

Although Sean Redmay was killed by Joyce, the matter cannot be revealed.

Secretly compensating the families of the victims, Joyce just thought about it and extinguished the idea.

The Iron Merchant had killed some people, and now was the time for chaos, and Joyce didn't want to jump out at this time to arouse suspicion.

"The few seeds and the mysterious properties of the emerald green liquid buried in the maple forest behind the mage tower have to find a chance to take them out, even if they are absorbed by the metal statue, it is better than being discovered. Joyce thought to herself as she looked at the case.

"Click!"

The door of the roll vault sounded the sound of the key turning the machine, and the old Bolton, dressed in a classical robe, walked in.

"How's the mission file going?"

Bolton Sr. looked at Joyce, as if questioning his level of concentration.

"Do you think I've become a mystical and haven't put my mind on reading books and books?" Joyce roughly guessed what old Bolton was thinking.

"In the next half month, I will try to read all the books and books here. Joyce didn't shy away from the poor progress.

"If you want to be successful in the identification sequence, you don't just need to read the papers, you also have to get in touch with firearms and combat training as soon as possible. Old Bolton said in passing.

Joyce's own plan was mainly to do one thing at a time, which is why he did not train in firearms and fighting.

Having watched Old Bolton Sr. through his left eye, Joyce discovered the unusual nature of Rossi's Asylum and why Old Burton always ran to the Asylum.

"I heard that you have successfully consumed the mystical trait, and it will become important to digest the mystical trait in the future, do you know your own abilities?" Old Bolton was more curious about the mysterious properties of the cursed centipede.

"I've been very unlucky lately, and I'm not doing things well, I don't know if I've been cursed by mysterious characteristics. Joyce smiled helplessly.

"Until the mystical properties have been digested to a certain extent, you'd better not try to activate your abilities, because it can be very dangerous to get out of control. Bolton Sr. reminded Joyce.

"When will this bad feeling come back to normal? I'm afraid I'm unlucky enough to get into an accident. Joyce minded, and consulted old Bolton.

"If the digestion is not ideal, bad luck and curses are likely to accompany you throughout your life, and while you get beyond the ability of ordinary people, you will also pay a corresponding price for it, which is the secret practice. Bolton Sr. was not too optimistic.

"Not to mention old Burton, the captain's age is not young, and he is still hanging at the level of the secret one, it seems that the secret cultivation road is not easy to take. Joyce reckoned in her mind.

"You've been in the Military Intelligence Department for a while, and it's not been peaceful in and around Rensu City lately, as a full member of the Special Operations Team, you're likely to be assigned to a mission, so be careful yourself. Before he left, old Bolton instructed Joyce.

"I hope that the news of my bad luck will be spread. ”

Joyce is afraid of carrying out tasks, one is dangerous, and the other is easy to expose himself.

"Fortunately, the lock coffin pendant has been partially repaired, and the twelve coffin box spaces can hold something, otherwise it will be even more difficult for me in the future. Joyce, for some reason, thought of Sean Redmay's body in the locked coffin.

"That greasy mysterious substance has been secreted from Sean Redmay's body, and his corpse has not left any strange smell, but why did I take his body away, because I was afraid that others would find the cut marks of the Shadow Crack?" Joyce was puzzled, and felt that he should find an opportunity to examine Sean Redmay's body.