This was the third time Roddy had heard this, and Hepburn looked a little serious, and the meaning of the admonition was very heavy.

"Extraordinary is a dangerous thing. ”

Hepburn added.

Luo Di nodded kindly, in fact, he felt that Hepburn should be more cautious, after all, Luo Di already belongs to the system, and there is already a complete official guidance, as long as he does not die by himself, there is a high probability that there will be no extreme danger.

"Thank you for the reminder, I'll take note. ”

Hepburn nodded and said nothing more about the extraordinary, and the two finally discussed Bolt's diary, but unfortunately Destiny Solitaire wasn't here, and it looked like Bolt still had it close to him even in a crisis situation.

This is enough to say that it is special.

After the two returned to the outer city, Roddy gave Hepburn his address, and if there was a need for help in the future, he could contact him at any time, and Hepburn hesitated for a while and exchanged the address of her rental office to Roddy.

"Thank you. Hepburn left alone with the note, and Roddy looked at Hepburn's back thoughtfully, she seemed to be much more cautious about the law of the extraordinary.

"Gotta find a way to get her to believe in me. ”

Roddy muttered to himself and went home, it was already nearly three o'clock in the afternoon, and it was obviously not practical to go back to Leo Village as originally planned.

"Sure enough, the plan couldn't keep up with the change. ”

Roddy looked down and smiled.

The next day, Monday, Roddy got up early, washed up, ate some bread, took the old newspaper and went to the daily newspaper office, Mr. Issad was not in the office, but went back to the lobby on the first floor and asked the staff to find out that Mr. Issad had gone to Morabi's funeral.

Roddy sighed, but he was not worried about Mr. Isad's safety, Captain Bob had made sure of it, but this result must have made Mr. Isad very disappointed, because he did not know the location of the funeral, so Roddy had to go back to the office.

Barty still dominates the guest couch and shows obvious hostility, but Roddy doesn't care, as long as it doesn't break up, it can still coexist peacefully, not to mention that it's just a black cat.

While Mr. Issad had not returned, Roddy rummaged through the cabinet where the archives were kept, trying to see if there could be more reports of the suicide of the history student, but unfortunately he could not find it.

"It seems that the suicide case did not attract much attention at the time. ”

Just as Roddy was talking to himself, there was a knock on the door, and Roddy hurriedly put the file back and shouted:

"Please come in. ”

The visitor was a middle-aged lady who looked in good spirits by her younger outfit.

"Lady Viose?"

Roddy looked at Vielce in surprise, he didn't expect it to be her.

"Issad isn't there?"

Veres asked similarly.

"Yes, Mr. Issad went to Detective Morabi's funeral. ”

Viose obviously didn't know who Morrabi was, but she didn't care, and after standing in the doorway for a while, she entered the office, and went straight to the guest couch with some papers in her right hand and sat down.

Barty obediently stood up and jumped to the side of the locker, and turned back to Viose and raised his head, his attitude towards Viose was very different from that of Roddy.

"It's just right that he's gone, so that I don't have to listen to his childish and ignorant naïve remarks any longer. ”

Roddy thought to himself that if Ms. Viers's 'naïve remarks' meant Mr. Isad's principles, the adjectives naïve and ignorant would have gone a little too far, and before he could say something against Mr. Isad, Ms. Viles put the paper on the coffee table and said:

"This is a document issued by the head office, and the right to report on the serial killings now belongs to me. ”

"What!?"

Roddy stepped forward in surprise and picked up the file, his expression gradually sinking.

Through the first two issues, although the daily newspaper's sales figures were good, the readers' return letters expressed great dissatisfaction with Mr. Isad, and therefore great dissatisfaction with the daily newspaper, so after comprehensive comparison, the head office decided to transfer the right to report the case to Ms. Viose.

"Mr. Issad will never accept this result!"

In fact, Roddy himself did not accept it, because the case was likely related to the mastermind behind the summoning of him, after all, the murderer was summoned by the real Roddy.

Waiver would mean that he could not be involved in the case, nor could he conduct an investigation privately, and if he violated, Mr. Issad would likely lose his job.

"Huh.." Lady Vielse's confident smile made Roddy's heart sink.

"It's not something that Issad can decide, let alone an assistant, I'm not here to explain, I'm here to inform. ”

"But..."

Vielce interrupted Roddy with a wave of her hand, and left the office with a slightly impatient expression, and Barty once again took back the guest seat and stretched out on it.

"That's really bad news. ”

Roddy could already imagine Mr. Issad angrily seeking Vielse's theory.

As it was close to noon, Isad returned to his office, and Roddy was holding the papers that Vielce had sent and was about to speak, and he had not yet prepared a proper speech.

And Mr. Issad looked very haggard, which made Roddy even more unsure of how to speak.

"Something happened, your expression is like a constipated Barty. ”

Roddy laughed dumbly, not expecting Mr. Issad to be in the mood to joke.

"This is a document from Ms. Viose. ”

Isad took the file and looked at it, but instead of being furious as Roddy expected, he was very calm.

"So you're worried about this. ”

Isad put the document on the coffee table with a relaxed expression.

"I've known this result for a long time, and besides, it's not a bad thing, the only thing that makes me unhappy is that Viose took over!"

Isad seemed to care deeply about Vielse, but he was very cooperative with the head office's decision.

This puzzled Roddy, and although he had not been in contact with Mr. Issad for a long time, it was not difficult to see that he was a good editor who upheld justice and adhered to principles and focused on the truth, not to mention that for Issad the case had been sacrificed to Morabi.

Roddy doesn't think Mr. Issad will ignore this.

"Officer Bob has already looked for you, right?"

"Yes. ”

"This is a case of the extraordinary. Issad paused and continued:

"Vielsee is a very capable editor who can fight for the greater good of the newspaper, she has a great ability to attract readers, the typical 'preferred' editor, who only writes what the reader wants to see, and although her reporting does not have strict objectivity and factuality, it does not involve the extraordinary. ”

"So we're just dropping the case altogether?"

"Hey, how could I give up?"

"Not only will I not give up, I will pursue it to the end, even if this is no longer what a newspaper editor should do, but for the sake of Morrabi, for the sake of the victims, I have to get the truth back for them. ”

Isad's expression was firm, and his haggard face was once again glowing.

"Bob told me you had an old newspaper on hand. ”

Roddy suddenly woke up to the fact that the 'suicide history student' had nothing to do with each other in terms of the case, and no one would have thought that the suicide case two years ago and the serial murder case today could have any connection.

So there would be no obstacle to investigating the suicide case, and Mr. Issad would not face the threat of dismissal for violating the terms of the document.

"Why don't you take out the old newspaper yet? I'm still waiting to use it to apply for the right to report!"

It dawned on Roddy to hand the old newspaper to Issad, who left the office and looked like he had gone to apply for a report.

"Turns out Captain Bob gave me this old newspaper because of this... I'm getting more and more curious about the relationship between Mr. Isad and Captain Bob. ”

"Wait! I haven't said which article in the old newspaper yet!"

Roddy hurriedly left the office and chased after Issad.