"Lyndon? You're going to play the information trick again, right? ”

Antar heard Linden's name clearly and snorted disdainfully.

"This time it's true."

"Less, what information do you have, how can we not know?"

"Okay, that's a bother."

Lyndon was about to hang up the phone, but heard a shout ringing from the receiver:

"Wait!"

He stopped holding the earpiece.

"Is it real this time?"

Antar clearly still couldn't trust Linden.

"The information is from Jana, you can judge for yourself. Of course, maybe you already knew. ”

"Jana? Our dealings with Dr. Kennedy did not require him to report information.

If he had communicated with the missing person, the night watchman would not have known about it, and Jana never left the clinic, and her testimony is very useful to us. "You don't know anything, so what are you usually monitoring?"

"We ...... Oh, don't try to get any confidential information from me until you become a night watchman.

Anyway, I'll visit your office later, don't leave. ”

The phone was hung up in a hurry, eliminating the possibility that Lynden would continue to talk.

About half an hour passed, and there was a strong knock on the door of the office.

"Jana, let's see if it's our guest. If yes, let him in. ”

Lyndon was sorting through his written records, and he commanded without raising his head.

A moment later, a heavy footstep rattled, and it grew louder and louder.

Then, at some point, it suddenly stopped.

"Jana, please have a cup of coffee."

"No need, I'm in a hurry, hurry up and get your information out."

Wen Yan,

Lyndon raised his head, calmly looked into the eyes of the man in front of him, and smiled slightly.

When Antar was standing, he gave people quite a visual impact, and he was estimated to be more than two meters by sight, and he was completely called a little giant.

"What do you see me doing?"

"Don't you have anything else to say to me?"

"Say what? Say you won't join the Night's Watch, and I'll take you down? ”

"I'll give you a hint."

Linden tapped his fingers on the table and smiled,

"Equivalent exchange."

"Heh, you know this is blackmail? Believe it or not, I'll take you back to the police now! ”

"Nope."

Linden shook his head,

"It's your Night's Watch organization's favorite deal.

I'll give you information.

You, take me to the scene. ”

"That's embarrassing, I can't do it. This matter is in the hands of the vigilantes, and we night watchmen are not qualified to take people in casually. ”

"Then why are you wearing the sheriff's clothes?"

"Ahem!"

Antar was stunned, he looked at the white shirt and black vest on his body, and was speechless for a while.

The uniform attire of the sheriff of Loft City, with black trousers and long riding boots, is a complete set.

Lynden was also a little curious as to why Antar, as a night watchman, would work at the police station.

"Tell me, it doesn't matter."

"What about this...... Strictly speaking, sheriff is my job.

The Night's Watch is a secret agency where everyone works part-time, mainly at night. During the day, we all have our own work to do.

There is no way, you have to eat enough. The benefits of the Night's Watch are mainly reflected in the fact that after the death in the line of duty, the salary is relatively ...... Not particularly ideal. ”

"So if I join the Night's Watch, I can still be in my office during the day?"

"Of course, we will be on duty according to the work of the members of the organization, you just need to show up on emergency operations and duty days. No one cares what you do, as long as you don't endanger Loft City.

How's it going, are you excited? ”

"Then can you take me to the scene?"

"Why don't you get oil and salt!?"

Antar scratched his head a little annoyed, and said in a deep voice:

"Listen, this time it's not the same as last time at the old pier, we set up the venue in advance to make sure everything is under control.

This time, the missing person is suspected of having suffered a very serious demon, and the situation is quite dangerous. You are not trained, and your life can be in danger when you arrive at the site.

I can't take you there, you can't live even with Jana. ”

Is it a very serious demon......

In Lyndon's cognition, most of the demons were tortured by themselves and finally died tragically.

To be called dangerous, and to speak from the mouth of the night watch, he could not imagine how far it could go.

"Which is more dangerous than the demon or the demon spirit?"

"They are all dangerous, and we will give them a hierarchy according to the degree of danger. Like the one you encountered in the warehouse, it's a first-level demon spirit.

Through the investigation of the surrounding area of the clinic, we have preliminarily determined that a Level 2 event may be reached. ”

"Then what level are the Jana and the Enchanters I saw before?"

"Jana can barely meet the first-level standard, and the others are not eligible to be rated for the time being."

"Is it possible to kill that second-level demon spirit or demon entrant?"

"Of course you can, but it's not that easy. In addition, there is a high probability that injuries will occur.

Loft City hasn't had a Level 2 incident in over a year. ”

Speaking of this, Antar's expression became extremely serious.

"Therefore, I sincerely ask you to share information with us.

This is important for the safety of our lives. ”

"Oh, take it!"

Lyndon shoved a sealed document bag on the table towards Antar.

Antar was stunned:

"Don't talk about the conditions?"

"You won't agree anyway, I'll figure it out myself."

"What the hell do you mean? I'm not going to let you die, or am I having a problem? ”

"The file bag is full of Jiana's scattered memories, you can piece it together by yourself, and I won't give you the content I sorted out myself."

"Did you file it back to me?"

Lyndon nodded very seriously:

"That's all you just message."

"Hey! You! I ......"

"Jana, send-off."

……

Please walk away from Antar, who was full of depression, and Lyndon found a mind map from a pile of papers.

He looked at the finished map and twisted his chin in deep thought.

sometimes

He would also pick up a pen and circle some parts with red ink.

Jana floated behind him and whispered:

"Did I help you?"

Lyndon didn't answer him, still pondering.

Jia Na didn't dare to disturb him, just hung quietly by the table, watching his expression change.

"Here."

His fingers hooked, tapping his joints on one of the highlights.

"On this day, the day after the first consultation with Old Jack, you said that your father came back to the clinic very late, almost at night."

"Hmmm! Yes! What's wrong? ”

"He was a devout follower of the Vigil, and I had to adjust my schedule in order to make an appointment to meet him. Why did he break the norm on this day?

And then, here, a week later,

The same day I left my post as a health administrator. ”

"Same day?"

"On this day, when I got off work at dusk, I received a letter of dismissal. Early in the morning, Old Jack arrived at the clinic, and after a short conversation with Dr. Kennedy, the two of them left the clinic together.

And then

I went back very late again.

Think about what they communicated with each other at these two points in time. ”