The taxi pulled up just two intersections from Fleet Street and then Holmes pushed the door straight and got off. Aaron was about to follow, but the curry driver stopped him.

"Sir, fare!"

"Uh, okay!"

"The Transcendental Affairs Committee, this is the official organization responsible for cases of transcendental power throughout the Commonwealth and even in Europe!"

"Supernatural power?"

"It's a collective term, witches, werewolves, vampires, underground churches, mages, and most importantly, we call them gods!"

"Aren't these myths?"

"And what do you think of yesterday's mutants?"

"Some kind of virus, or humanoid robot?" Aaron said tentatively.

"No, she was stripped of her original soul by some supreme being, and then her original soul was toyed with, distorted, and then turned into nourishment, and her body was only an angry, bloodthirsty evil spirit!"

"But I hit her hard with a pistol!"

"Yes, most transcendent beings basically can't carry gunpowder weapons, werewolves who can kill a team of heavy infantry without injury in the Middle Ages can't carry the bullets of heavy machine guns, even if it is a high-level vampire lord who can turn into a bat, two flamethrowers are enough to turn him into a roast chicken, which is why it is difficult for the general public to see their existence!"

"But there's still a lot of supernatural power at work, right?"

"That's right, and not all supernatural powers are evil!"

“？？？ Like what? ”

"For example, I've seen a werewolf who opened a cattle ranch and a vampire lord who ran a hostel!"

"Uh, it's hard to imagine!"

"yes, so you'll be able to see you when you're done!"

After the two reached the door of a bookstore, Holmes nodded to the boss and walked inside.

"So, the Transcendental Affairs Committee we're going to is underground?"

"Why do you think that?"

"Because it's just a small bookstore!"

"yes, it's just a bookstore, and we're going to be on the other side!"

Then Aaron looked back and saw a building that looked quite old.

"Shall we come here, then?"

"I'm just here for a cup of tea!" Holmes looked back and smiled, then walked up to the second floor.

The space on the second floor is not too big, there are three tables next to several rows of bookshelves, and a short-haired man with gray hair and a beard with sideburns and an affinity-looking appearance is sitting by a chair shaking his legs boredly. The black tea in front of him was already missing by more than half

"I thought you'd order a cup of coffee?"

"I love tea!" The short-haired man stood up, smiled at Aaron, and held out his right hand.

"John S. H. Watson! I don't think Holmes ever mentioned me! ”

"Aaron Keener, Mr. Holmes praised you to me!"

Then Watson and Holmes looked at each other, "I guessed you would say that, if Holmes mentions me, it will certainly not be a good thing!" ”

"Uh, okay!" Aaron waved his hand.

"Sit down, Kenway, please give our little ones a glass of gin!"

"You use me here as a tavern every time!" The shopkeeper, who was also bearded, walked up with a cup of coffee and a glass of gin.

"Newcomer?" The boss looked at Aaron, who was looking embarrassed.

"Yes, and a great newcomer!"

"You can see it!"

"Boss, is there anything you can eat? I don't really like drinking on an empty stomach! ”

"Haha, believe Mr. Holmes, you must have no problem drinking this on an empty stomach!"

"Uh, okay!"

Grabbing the wine glass and drinking the yellow liquor with a hint of bubbles, Aaron only felt that his whole body was as if he was breathing, and his body was warm. Thinking is also a little quicker.

[Tracking Grenade Skill Enhanced!] The current cooldown time is three minutes! 】

"Well, comfortable, can you have another drink?"

"No, but if you want to drink, you can go to 21 Baker Street, where the underground wine cabinet is full of good wine!" Kenway laughed.

"There will be a chance!" Holmes gulped down his coffee, then stood.

"It's time for us to go!"

After saying hello to the front desk, Holmes took Aaron directly to the top floor, and as soon as the elevator doors opened, a woman wearing a black blazer and a black skirt walked over.

"Hello, Mr. Holmes, Mr. Stitch is waiting for you! Please come with me! ”

"Thank you, Ms. Leosar!"

As the secretary walked through the long hallway, the woolen carpet on the floor made Aaron feel a little unreal.

"I don't like it here either! Seriously! Watson said in the back.

"Why, the wool carpet is so comfortable and there is a free drink machine!" Then Holmes took a Coke from the drink machine on the side of the hallway and handed it to Aaron.

"Seriously, I also suggested that they put a free bread maker in the hallway! But they refused! ”

"Mr. Holmes, if you could come and check in once a week, I think Mr. Stitch and the members of the committee would have agreed to all your suggestions!"

"yes, it's a pity I'm just a nominal one!"

The Transcendental Affairs Committee adopts a shift chairmanship system, and the current head, Stitch, is a middle-aged Mediterranean man in his fifties, and Stitch obviously has a toothache when he sees Sherlock Holmes come in.

"This is the new person you've discovered?"

"Hello, sir!" For these balding middle-aged people, Aaron is still more respectful, after all, who makes himself have more hair than them!

"Nice guy!" Stitch didn't talk much nonsense, saying something like I am optimistic about you, he directly registered Aaron, and then handed over a document.

"Alright, now let's go down and get weapons and clothes!"

Look at yourself wearing a police uniform on the document, and then look at the official seal of Scotland Yard stamped on the document.

"I'm a cop?"

“？ Sherlock Holmes, didn't you introduce him to that? ”

"Well, there's no need to know about this kind of boring stuff!"

"Is his job duty boring?"

"Well, my bad! Aaron, now remember your duty and kill all dark creatures and people who do bad things! ”

Aaron could even see the bulging veins on Stitch's head.

"Okay, welcome to join the Night Watch, this organization can be said to be the most boring official transcendent force in England and even Europe at present, of course, the work of the Night Watch is not just the night watch, we are responsible for hunting down those evil existences, exploring unknown areas, these are our jobs, our external cover identity is naturally Scotland Yard, and below the Night Watch are the attached special operations teams and other departments, but you can't use these at the moment, go get weapons, we have a mission to do!"

"What about my salary? Do you receive two copies? ”

"Why would you ask the same question as Watson? The answer is no, only one salary! ”

"Okay!"