Chapter 427: Lenovo

'Is it finally here?' ’

Fang Xian was not surprised by this.

Their group of rookie investigators is indeed the best new blood in each branch.

It is very normal for the headquarters to have the intention of soliciting.

And the transfer from the branch to the headquarters, no matter how it is considered a promotion, there can be a better development, probably all investigators will not refuse.

Eric still felt a little guilty about this, and felt sorry for the branch, which was already a bit of a conscience.

"Actually, there is no need to apologize, we are the keepers of secrets, and our duty is to guard secrets and protect the world...... In HQ, your abilities will be better utilized and more beneficial to the world! I believe...... Even the head of your branch doesn't count these things. ”

Fang Xian said with relief.

"I always felt ...... You say exactly the same thing as the instructor who persuaded me. Eric complained.

"......" Fang Xian was a little speechless for a moment: "You forgot, you yourself are a psychiatrist, you can treat yourself well, you just need some comfort now, your heart has already made a choice!" ”

"Yes, I have already made a choice, but I still have to rely on others to 'persuade' me and find excuses for me...... Oh, what a despicable soul lives in our bodies......" Eric smiled wryly.

"After admitting your meanness, do you feel better?"

"Much better."

"Then let's talk, do you want to change careers to become a 'blood therapist'?" Fang Xian handed over a cup of hot cocoa.

"Yes."

Eric held the rim of the glass in both hands: "The instructor said that I have this talent, I have a very dexterous wrist, and I almost became a bartender...... Sorry, I can't reveal more about the rest. ”

"I understand, the headquarters doesn't want secrets to be leaked, the secret medicine is like this, and the same is true ......for blood therapy," Fang Xian shrugged his shoulders.

In fact, Eric has leaked some information.

How does a bartender do it? Mixing, stirring, spinning......

'The so-called blood therapy is to prepare some special blood, if there is a centrifuge, maybe it is more efficient?' ’

Fang Xian touched his chin: 'Besides...... Presumably, the higher the dependent's personality, the better the effect of the blood...... I wonder if the Secret Keeper's headquarters has ever collected the blood of the Great Being who slept beneath the depths of the sea...... Even if it is diluted, it must be the highest grade of the highest grade, and probably only the legendary investigators can enjoy it......

Of course, it's useless to guess the general technique, and you need precious raw materials and recipes......

Wait...... Why do I think of some of Hopskin's research...... He...... Maybe he was once an investigator, or even a legend among investigators? Or is it taboo? ’

Fang Xian felt that although he didn't mean to, the secrets kept by the Secret Keeper's Headquarters seemed to be almost snooped on by him.

It has to be said that this is a kind of irony.

……

City of Orsay.

Secret Keeper Branch.

Love has been doing a bit of nothing lately.

Probably due to the successive cracking of major cases, the outbreak rate of supernatural cases in the city has decreased dramatically.

Even if there were occasional outbursts, it was just some scholar ignorantly deciphering the Elder Scrolls of hidden power or something.

As long as it is not premeditated, organized, and committed in gangs, it is an easy category for Love.

Not to mention, in the aftermath of the branch attack, the investigators here are all crazy, looking for suspicious people all over the streets, and there are already a few well-hidden 'extraordinary' who have been exposed for various reasons.

In addition, investigators from all over the country came to their aid, making the city of Orsay safer than ever.

"Alas...... I feel like I've become a lot more idle since Roca went to study, I don't know how that kid is doing at the headquarters, and I don't know if I'm calling back......"

Love grumbled and opened the file in his hand.

Inside is the paranormal case he recently took on, a surgeon suspected of being a ghoul.

The doctor is cunning, and there have been no disappearances or robberies around his clinic for more than a decade, but he is good at amputations, often recommending them for less serious patients.

This is a small flaw, but it can only be regarded as average, maybe this doctor is particularly greedy for money, or maybe he is only good at amputation, if it weren't for the recent investigator who found that the blood bag used in the clinic he opened was a little different from the amount of purchases, maybe he would have been fooled.

'A ghoul who usually drank blood and occasionally sacrificed his teeth with amputation...... It's a little too sensible......

Love became interested: "Could it be a ghoul with half vampire blood?" It's worth looking into ......"

As a veteran investigator, his strength is actually very strong, and it is nothing to solve an outlier single-handedly.

Because the goal is clear and the intelligence is in place, as long as you prepare a special weapon to deal with ghouls, even ordinary investigators can easily complete the task.

Not to mention, just in case, for example, it was a vampire disguised as a ghoul, and he also deliberately brought a blessed silver weapon.

Deville Clinic.

The old sedan stopped on the side of the road, and Love pressed the weapon hidden at his waist and pushed open the door of the clinic: "Doctor? Nurse? ”

Inside the clinic, there was silence.

Quietly a little excessive.

"Strange, isn't it business hours?"

Love, with a look of confusion on his face, took a few steps inside.

Suddenly, his expression changed, and he smelled blood.

It came from behind a closed door, and it had begun to fade......

Love pulled out his revolver and gently pushed the door open.

A pool of dark red blood emerged, and in the middle lay the body of a nurse dressed in white, with many parts of the body missing.

Her skull was still intact, her godless eyes were wide open, and it seemed that there was still a remnant of the fear of dying.

'Impossible...... Miller was a very cautious man, and if he could endure it for decades, it would be impossible for him to attack the people around him. ’

A cold sweat broke out on Love's forehead.

The newly discovered accident seems to overturn all the clues on the file, and also puts him in a dangerous situation.

He examined the scene of the murder, took out a drop bottle, and dropped two drops of liquid into his eyes.

When you close your eyes and open them, the world seems to change.

The chairs and hospital beds made of steel seemed to be full of sharp breath, and the light became dim, and various colors were inexplicably crossed.

On the ground, the original pool of blood was stained with a layer of fluorescence.

At the same time, one wide footprint after another emerged.

Love followed the glowing blue-purple footprints out of the clinic and into a wood.

Inside the woods, there is a cave into which the footprints stretch.

Love frowned, signaling for help before entering the cave.

It didn't take long for him to see a huddled black shadow, and the black shadow also saw him, raised his head, revealing a pair of bloodshot eyes, and a mouth that was split to the base of his ear: "Help...... Save me! It...... It's still ......"

Love suddenly felt the cold freeze down his spine.