Before Jason's eyes, the familiar words reappeared.

However, this time is different from the previous tips -

[Found 'Diagram Complex (Passive)', yes/no consumes 1 point of satiety to learn?] 】

……

It's no longer a lift.

It's about learning!

Jason was amazed.

It never occurred to him that Satiety would be able to learn skills in addition to quickly improving his skills.

In his vision, he needed to learn a skill to the basic level, and then rely on satiety to increase the skill level, but the scene in front of him told him not to.

However, Jason was not ecstatic.

Instead, his gaze became suspicious as he looked at the book in his hand.

Because this is not the first time he has come into contact with written objects in the world in front of him.

The previous newspapers also had written about it, but there was no such notice.

So......

Is the book itself special?

Or is it because the person who writes is special?

Thinking that this was a book from his 'teacher' Dan, Jason couldn't help but lean towards the latter.

It was because it was written by that Dan that it became special and powerful!

In other words, it is because Dan writes powerful 'words' that make everything powerful!

Looking at the hint about 'Tufuyu', Jason couldn't help but think.

Of course, he thought about it more.

And this is the real reason for his face.

For example: his 'teacher' doubts about his identity!

There is no doubt that the other party must have come to Lord City for his own reasons, and because of this, the other party does not have the energy to personally 'check' the truth of what he said.

But the other party still cares about his disciple very much.

Therefore, words with 'special' powers were chosen to test themselves.

As the other party said, the knowledge recorded in these words should be able to solve the problems he encountered.

However, these words are not readily accessible to ordinary people, at least they require trained 'night watchmen'.

At this time, Jason guessed whether the so-called 'grass' trial was the learning of 'Tufuyu'.

Fortunately, 'Tufuyu' is special enough!

Jason was so glad in his heart, and then, without hesitation, he chose yes.

[Tufu (passive) (basic): Tufu is an ancient language, it only circulates in hidden organizations and mysterious forces, it is rumored that it will have incredible effects after corresponding combinations, with rituals, but these are too far away from you, you just master his foundation, at this level of you, even reading is quite difficult, it takes more energy to barely discern the meaning. 】

……

A clutter of knowledge poured into Jason's mind.

It was an indoctrination that was far beyond the previous skill synchronicity.

As if someone had given him a punch, Jason couldn't help but snort.

"What's wrong, Excellency Jason?"

The young police officer standing in front of Jason noticed that something was wrong, he looked at Jason, whose face was suddenly pale, and immediately stepped forward to support Jason.

Jason took a step back, unobtrusively shaking off the support.

"It doesn't matter, I'm just too tired."

"You know, I haven't had a break since last night."

He said.

Of course, these words were not addressed to young police officers.

It was to Bundy, who came over.

Compared to the young police officer, Bundy, who is already a sheriff, is not so easy to fool, and if there is no reasonable explanation, Jason is worried that the other party will find something wrong.

After all, Finch was always there when he handed him the book.

"I'm sorry, Jason."

"It was my negligence."

"I forgot you've been fighting continuously."

Bundy said apologetically.

As a sheriff, Bundy knows how much difference there is between a normal late-night job and a late-night job mixed with combat.

The former has the most dark circles and baldness.

And the latter?

The consumption of one's own energy is unimaginable to ordinary people.

Almost every time, it will be exhaustion.

Because it is a wandering between life and death.

The slightest carelessness is death.

How dare you not be dedicated?

And Jason, who has experienced continuous desperate battles, may have already reached the limit, right?

The sheriff simply rearranged the task in this direction.

"Next, we'll leave it to you."

"You rest first, and I'll let you know when you need support."

"I'll arrange someone else for tonight's patrol."

After saying that, the sheriff bowed slightly to Jason apologetically.

"Thank you."

Jason graciously thanked him.

But Jason didn't really rest, he followed Bundy's side and walked towards Hall.

After hesitating for a moment, Bundy didn't say anything more.

The sheriff thought of the persistent rumors about the 'Night Watch'.

As long as the night watchman promises, he will do it!

No matter how dangerous it is, even if it is a loss of life, I will try to keep the promise as much as possible.

Before, he had just heard it as a rumor.

And now?

He thinks that's true.

In this regard, the sheriff who has been scrupulously committed to his duties is admired.

However, that didn't stop him from striking at Finch and letting the young officer take care of the tired 'night watchman'.

In the time just now, Detective Hall had already learned the layout of the entire manor from the butler's mouth, and asked most of the servants.

"Sir, Excellency Jason."

"According to the steward's description, only Lord Fleiton's study and the bedroom attached to it were not allowed to be approached at will, and some servants had heard the roar coming from the study."

"And ......"

"Lord Folleton was also kidnapped in his study."

After Hall's introduction, he added.

Immediately, Jason and Bundy exchanged glances.

Now, no one will take Flleyton's kidnapping case as an ordinary kidnapping case.

The location where the other party was kidnapped is naturally the top priority.

As soon as Bundy raised his hand, five capable detectives came over with guns in hand, and the remaining twenty or so young officers scattered around, patrolling vigilantly.

"Follow me."

Bundy led the way to the study.

Jason immediately followed.

Finch entered the main building of the manor with five detectives.

Hall stayed behind to direct the police officers outside, and was responsible for answering and handling accidents.

However, as Jason had deduced before, there were no monsters in the main building of the manor, only lavish decorations.

The huge crystal chandelier the size of a round table, the velvet carpet that stretches down from the third staircase to the hall, the oil paintings of the period and the gold-clad tables and chairs are not visible.

A life-size bronze statue stands in the center of the hall, and anyone who enters the hall will see this bronze statue directly.

Needless to say, the bronze statue is naturally that Fledon.

Judging from the bronze statue, Folleton is a middle-aged man with a personable demeanor and extremely handsome appearance.

As for the real situation?

Who knows.

After all, art is processed.

The group did not stay in the hall for long, and ran straight to the study on the third floor.

Vigilantly pushed open the door of the study, and when they saw the situation in the study clearly, everyone couldn't help but be stunned.

The study was empty, with only a rectangular desk in the middle of the room.

On the desk, a thick stack of papers sits on it.

With the air flow brought by pushing open the door, the paper flew like a fluttering butterfly, more like falling white petals.

Syllable!

Jason raised his hand to grab one of the papers in his hand, and when he looked up, his eyes narrowed.