The Church of the Night sent Bishop Rosen. The Storm Church was still the Captain of the Substitute Punishers in the morning, and he was also the senior deacon of the Church.

Behind these two, there stood a few night watchmen and punishers.

The Church of Steam and Mechanics only sent one deacon and recorder to sit in on this occasion. They had only received the news afterwards and had arrived from St. George's district.

A Senior Inspector, at the direction of the Director, began to present the case:

"We have evidence that the workers' march was organized in a tight manner. The group is so powerful that they even have the power to find out the dangerous elements in the ranks during the march. ”

The dangerous elements mentioned by the inspector are the group of people who were subdued by Hugh. After receiving the anonymous letter, the National Police Department quickly followed the clues and found them in the alley.

The police officer who was recording the minutes of the meeting began to hand out the documents that had been prepared long ago. The rounded director snatched it and handed the document to the cabinet secretary in person.

There were black-and-white photographs of those dangerous elements on the documents, and in a short time, their details were clearly identified. Among them are even three wanted criminals and two members of the Aurora Society!

"Aurora will ......," Bishop Rosen mused.

He couldn't imagine what would happen if the tens of thousands of workers who participated in the march were instigated by members of the Aurora Society.

"We are looking for someone to organize the march. Some of the workers seem to refer to him as 'mentor', but descriptions of his appearance are confusing. But the worker who spoke on the Beckland Bridge today, we painted his portrait. There is reason to suspect that he is also a member of a mysterious organization. ”

The Senior Inspector said as he pasted the portrait on the blackboard in his office.

The man in the portrait has stray black hair, strong muscles, and golden eyes that give a particular sense of oppression.

"We think he's the 'guru.'"

The Senior Inspector concluded.

After hearing this, the cabinet secretary first snorted coldly. Then he turned his head and asked the congregation in a pleasant manner:

"Do you have any clue?"

The Captain of the Storm Church's Substitute Punisher gave a 'tsk', then added:

"Regarding this man, the Storm Church has not found any clues for the time being, whether it is channeling or divination, these methods have failed. Even if the seal 'Psychic Manuscript' is used, it is the same. ”

The deacon of the Church of Steam and Mechanics spoke:

"I could try to ask for Seal '2-111', but to do so I need to submit a request."

The seal in the custody of the Church of Steam and Mechanics can answer almost any question, but the side effects are also a headache.

The deacon's forehead bulged at the thought of the wicked mirror, evidently at the hands of it.

Bishop Rosen, who had finished reading the information, slowly spoke: New

"Being able to resist divination means that there are middle and high-level extraordinary people in this mysterious organization. But they are doing things in a decent way...... We can try to reach out and then draw them into the church. ”

"Anyone who is wild and extraordinary should roll into the dungeon!" The captain of the substitute for punishment immediately retorted fiercely.

"I don't think so......," said Bishop Rosen, still looking peaceful.

"Would you like to see how many people in our church die each year at the hands of the Wild Extraordinary?"

"But not everyone is a criminal......"

Their topic soon drifted to another place.

Seeing that the discussion was fruitless, the cabinet secretary made a >> to the director

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The two came to the aisle outside the office, and the secretary's head leaned into the director's ear and said fiercely:

"Whatever you do, you have to find him, find this organization. They are much more dangerous than the aurora! ”

......

Grandin was completely unaware that there had been a storm surrounding his identity.

He had by this time arrived at the Professional's Residence, the 'Beckland Sewerage Center'.

The first half of the second floor was as busy as ever, but Grandin always felt like they were running a little faster today.

He routinely went to supervisor Helen to cancel his leave and delivered his assignment completion letter.

"Goddess bless, we have one more free night watchman." Ms. Helen glanced at the report handed by Grandin a little, put it aside, and said quickly:

"Maybe you already know there's a big mess going on today. The National Police Agency has sent us a request for ......."

She stopped halfway through her speech, her eyes fixed on Grandin, and the silent pressure began to spread in all directions.

Grandin was tempted to say that he didn't have to go to work on weekends, but when he saw that the corners of the mouth of the usually serious lady had grown blisters, he straightened his attitude and said:

"I'll go to my squad right away to help."

The pressure that gripped him was gone.

When he arrived at his team's office, he realized that it was also a mess.

Captain El didn't even have time to greet him, so he assigned him a task:

"Grandin, 132 Noble Street in the North End, the owner of the house called the police to report that his yard was always bleeding in the middle of the night, and there was a terrible roar that could even shatter the glass of his house. I want you and Lorota to check it out, but don't be too nervous because the owner went to the police department on Monday to report the crime, but he's still alive and healthy today. ”

Al grabbed a handful of his hair, handed the task sheet to Grandin, and continued:

"Well, I can't comment on the efficiency of the National Police Agency, but now that the case is in our hands, we have to finish it as soon as possible. In addition, after this matter is dealt with, please go directly to the patrol of Knight Street, and Borgia and I will come to take over in the early morning. ”

Grandin didn't even have a chance to refuse, but was grabbed by Lotrota and left the Nightwatchman's residence again.

The nightwatchman's carriage was busier than they were, so Grandin and Lorrota had to stand on the side of the road and wait for the public carriage.

"We thought you'd be back on Saturday." Lorota yawned as she spoke, and her eyes were a little puffy.

"I don't have to go to work on weekends......" Grandin replied in general terms.

As for where he was on Saturday, he didn't say.

Lorota was stunned for a moment, only to remember that his teammate's working hours were indeed relatively free:

"Well, if I had a holiday, I would also choose to spend a little longer at the maid café in Tingen. But I'm glad you're back today, because one more day of delay may not have time to say goodbye to me. ”

Grandin had just stepped into the carriage on one leg, and when he heard this, he immediately stopped his movements and turned back and asked:

"On a business trip? Transfer? ”

"Transfer."

Lorota shoved him in the back. The two of them got into the car and sat down in the back of the carriage on the first floor of the carriage before Lorota continued:

"I've got my psychic credentials, and now I'm ready to get promoted! There is a special place in the port of Enmat where the 'psychic' will be comfortable to live. ”