Chapter 804: Demons don't have this ability
Yan Jing covered his mouth with his hand, and seemed a little sleepy.
"I'll have a prom later, so I'll go first if it's okay."
Bullock unleashed a killer feature: "Someone claims that Vasily was possessed by a demon, do you know about it? β
The other party's expression froze.
"Demons? Vassili? How is this possible...... Didn't Vasily study in the Monastery of the Magi? It's normal that he has a relationship with the demon mentors over there. He was chosen as a host? β
Brock didn't answer.
Yan Jing finally realized something, and her eyes were a little surprised: "Illegal demon? β
Her eyes moved: "If he is a demon, it is impossible for the monastery not to find out, right?" It's an institution created by the Demon Society, and the demons are still serving as mentors in it. β
"As far as I know, there are also demons who are good at hiding their identities, and even other demons can't recognize them." Bullock said.
"I don't know where you are sure that Vasily is the devil, the Vasily I know has always been like that. He was a good man, a man who lived a very simple life. β
Brock took a sip of tea: "Before Vasily disappeared, the [Rose Talisman] left in that room contained a demonic seal that he had never seen before, and that demonic seal did not belong to any known demon. That's all I can say. β
The young businessman on the opposite side frowned: "Who the hell are you?" β
"I'm just a detective."
Bullock buttoned up his coat and got up to say goodbye: "If you have anything in mind, please feel free to contact me." β
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On the third floor of the Wizard Monastery, in a room with a locked door.
Sunlight casts onto the ground from the wooden strips that seal the windows, leaving dappled shadows of the sun.
ββ¦β¦ That's the case. β
Bullock reported to his employer.
The employer was silent, and behind him stood a tall, gray-skinned man, like a shadow.
This is Bullock's employer, the Apostle of the Esoteric Realm, and the president of the Demon Society, Takechiβor Bifrones.
When he first met this powerful shadow demon, Brock was surprised.
If the association wants to investigate something, you can find the [Investigation Bureau], why should you find a private detective like yourself?
Although he is well-known on Chau Island, he is not up to the level of a professional agent, and his connections, intelligence, and equipment are far behind.
He specializes in investigating affairs and private life.
While this field doesn't sound that much instream, make money.
And the demand is great.
Bullock has two characteristics, one is that the evidence speaks, and the other is that he is strict.
His business and reputation in his hometown have always been good.
As the investigation of Vasily continued, Bullock already knew why Bifrons had hired him.
There was a great deal of uncertainty in this matter, and it was an internal matter of the monastery. If the [Investigation Bureau] is dispatched, it means that this matter is basically closed.
Now that the Rose Talisman has been a success, Vasily has become the Heroic Magician of the Monastery, an example of an example who is almost a benchmark.
Investigating him requires extreme care.
It would be more convenient and unobtrusive for a foreigner to do this.
Bifrons' voice interrupted his thoughts.
"It's true that blood elves have blood sickness caused by blood, and I've verified it. Is what the salt basket said credible? The Crystal City where she is located is a place that the Guild can't access, and it's hard for us to influence it. β
Bullock replied, "Sir, my hearing is so good that I can hear her heartbeat." She was very stable the whole time, maybe some hidden things were not fully told, such as the financing of Vasily, but she maintained a steady heartbeat and said it with great reliability. β
There is a message in the voice. A person's heart beats faster when he is agitated or lying, which is an important criterion for Bullock to judge the testimony of the other party.
Many times he is expressionless, but he actually has to pay attention to the other party's heartbeat frequency.
For groups without a heartbeat, Bullock generally does not take orders.
"We've parsed this demon seal."
Bifrons' gray body stood in the center of the room, looking at the ground.
At his feet was a large circle of runes, drawn in plaster chalk.
The rune is surrounded by a ring of several layers, containing a complex but well-layered combination of many indecipherable symbols and figures, apparently drawn with the aid of some tool.
"Demon seals are ranked. The stronger the demon, the stronger and more complex the seal bound to it, this is one of the basic rules of hell. β
Bifrons' grayish eyes were fixed on the ground, and his gaze rose from the center of the floor to the winding lines of the vines, "I have never seen a demon seal of such complexity and scale. β
Brock noticed it when he first came. With the center of the ground at its core, the entire Demon Seal stretched in all directions, spreading across the floor, windows, walls, and ceilings of the entire room...... This room, which was enough to accommodate fifty or sixty people, was completely turned into a carrier of seals.
Standing here, you can also feel a faint sense of unease.
Bullock did not answer: "Then, Lord Apostle, I will take my leave." β
Don't get too involved in the case, this is the experience he has summed up in his work.
"I need your professional abilities, I have to determine whether Vasily is a normal person or not."
Biflones said.
Brock felt a bit of a headache.
This is a big customer, and I dare not offend.
He still said in the spirit of professional ethics: "According to my investigation, Vasily may be born with a blood defect that behaves unusually well. But he is undoubtedly a Yao human, and he has his own ideals and drives. β
"Based on the available evidence, I believe that Mr. Vasily is not a demon."
ββ¦β¦β
There was a hint of confusion on Bifrons's blue-gray face: "Seems to be me overthinking?" β
"This is a special case."
The Demon Leader said in a deep voice, "Bullock, I now recruit you in the name of an apostle to dedicate your strength to the safety of the Yao civilization. I command you, using your special ability [Sniffing Temple], to search for every trace Vasily left behind. β
He stretched out his hand and opened a piece of elemental crystal in his hand: "Follow this to find him." β
Bullock could only bite the bullet and agree, "Yes." β
Sure enough, I came for this.
The ability of [Hall of Smells] has a lot of side effects, and Bullock doesn't want to use it at all unless it is absolutely necessary.
It's up to him right now.
He closed his eyes and closed his senses.
Eliminate clutter.
Smell becomes the only element that exists in the world.
All kinds of scents, intertwined and connected to each other, are like countless different forms of rope and clouds, which combine to form a special world of taste.
Smells can be in this world for a long time, but they will gradually dissipate.
They give clues and footprints.
Bullock followed the scent in the crystal structure and found lines from the room, which reciprocated along the demonic seal on the ground, and then the smell disappeared abruptly.
He said with his eyes closed.
"I can smell it, but it's far away."
"You show the way, I'll take you."
Bullock walked forward, and Beverons escorted him all the way.
Vasily's breath was not continuous, appearing suddenly in one place and then arriving at the next. His scent can be found in the Temple of the Resurrection City, the Academy of Mystic Arts, United Friendship University, the White Bone Engineering Academy, the White Bone Workshop, and the Plastic Chip Workshop......
Brock was completely incomprehensible.
Vasily is like a dragonfly in water, able to travel the world easily and instantaneously.
Just like God.
"Rose Rune Teleportation Array?"
Bifrons' brows furrowed, and he muttered to himself, "Impossible, he can't have all set up teleportation arrays in these places, these teleportation arrays can't be hidden. How did he do it? β
Bullock sniffed, "Isn't Vasily chasing after Lord Yaoshen and wanting to reach the gods?" Could it be, is he following the divine might of Lord Yaoshen......"
"No way, this can't be done."
Bifrons lost his mind slightly, as if he had been stabbed by something, and his voice suddenly accelerated: "That is the realm of the gods, and the demons cannot track the will of the gods, and the will of the gods is sacrosanct...... Even the rules of the world can only be constrained to a certain extent. β
Brock didn't say anything more, but ran through all the places where Vasily's breath remained.
All places are the same, the breath stays for a while, without any spread or stretching, as if leaving a spot where the smell is formed, rather than the usual ropes and threads.
"That's all."
Brock was out of breath from exhaustion.
Biflones breathed a sigh of relief.
"He's not a demon, a demon doesn't have that kind of ability. There's no smell of demons here, it's not something demons can do. It's not a teleportation array, it's not a portal, it's not a dark elemental tunnel, it's a new kind of spatial ability talisman. β
The Demon Leader's originally gloomy expression looked very strange, as if there was some confusion, and it seemed to be a little melancholy.
"It's good if it's not a demon, that's enough."
"It seems that Vasily's affairs have to be told to the gods, and it is beyond my ability."
Beverance looked over: "Brock, thank you for your help and contribution to the Yao civilization, in addition to the previous honorarium, I will also provide you with the opportunity to join the Demon Association or the [Investigation Bureau]......"
"The association will also compensate for the work and mental losses caused by the launch of the [Sniffing Temple] at a high price."
Brock shook the white hair off his body.
Now he has become a little white dog, and his hair is dirty from running around just now, like a stray puppy.
Such a state of frailty and atavism will last for three years.
Using the [Sniffing Temple] is to pay such a price.
In the puppy form, Brock is very inconvenient and very easily tired, just like a normal puppy.
"For the sake of Lord Yaoshen, this is the duty of the citizens of the Yao tribe."
He said.
Private investigators are like that.
You never know what you're going to encounter when you're scouting a target.
Brock sighed.
He couldn't help but think again.
If Vasily was following Yao's will back and forth, where was he now?
Arrive at the mysterious Kunlun, or ...... Enter the gods' exclusive place of departure?
He really wanted to meet this young magician who was not known and masked, but who was familiar little by little during the investigation.
It's good to be young.