The next morning, Wallace was woken up by the sound of a loud alarm bell.

"It's five o'clock. ”

Wallace threw down the alarm clock and tried to sit up, only to find a sleepy-eyed little black cat lying on his chest.

Probably awakened by Wallace's movements, its little ears pricked up, looking at him with its eyes open.

Wallace stretched out his right hand and stroked its fur, and the little black cat rubbed his hand with his head from time to time.

"Get up, I still have to go to practice, little lazy cat. Wallace said as he looked into the little black cat's eyes.

"Meow," the little black cat cried softly, then jumped under the bed.

Wallace got up first to wash, then put on his cultivation clothes, he walked to the door, opened the door and went downstairs.

still went to the basement to practice, and an hour later, Wallace finished his cultivation, so he naturally went upstairs to change his clothes, and then came down to have breakfast, and then left for the chief police station to work.

This early morning, which was repeated as usual, was changed by the little black cat.

"Meow Meow ~ Meow Meow!"

The little black cat hung on Wallace's calf and wouldn't let him go.

Wallace tried to take it off his calf, but the little black cat clung so tightly that if he tried to pull it off, he would definitely tear his pants.

Wallace suddenly squatted down helplessly, looked at the little naughty cat in front of him and said:

"Cat, I'm going to work, the chief police station has a rule that you can't take pets to work, okay with your little paws?"

"Meow Meow ~ Meow Meow!"

The little black cat kept shaking its head and had a proud expression, as if to say that it was not a pet.

"I can't take you to work, unless you ......"

Wallace suddenly patted his head as he spoke, and thought to himself how he had forgotten about it.

He took out a skin master and slave contract scroll directly from the storage ring, as well as a spirit beast bag.

It's a pity that the spirit beast bag can only put the spirit beast or beast that you have already contracted, otherwise you don't have to waste a spirit beast contract.

He pointed to these two things and said to the little black cat:

"This is the spirit beast contract and the spirit beast bag, as long as you sign this contract with me, you can enter the spirit beast bag and go to work with me. ”

"Meow!"

The little black cat shook its head and bit his finger directly.

Wallace instantly withdrew his finger that had been bitten out of blood, and thought to himself, "How could it bite my finger, but my body is extremely hard, and I am immune to physical and elemental spell damage below the fourth order." ”

Suddenly, a white symbol appeared between the little black cat's eyebrows, and then a white light shot into Wallace's eyebrows, and then faded away.

Wallace's eyebrows lit up with the same symbol, and then he felt a message reach his soul.

It turns out that the little black cat is a child of the night, but it is still in its infancy, but it is no worse than the black dog of the demon priest, and even the bloodline is higher than that of the black dog.

It had just signed a pact with Wallace on an equal footing, and the little black cat first declared that it and Wallace were on an equal footing.

Then, no one can see that the other party's life is in danger and will not be saved, and must do their best to rescue the other party.

During the contract, Wallace must also provide all the food and drink for the little black cat, otherwise the contract will be terminated on his own initiative.

There is also a clause above that the contract must be terminated only after the natural death of one party, otherwise the party who terminates the contract will suffer the fate of life rather than death.

Wallace looked at it and saw that there was nothing wrong with it, so he left a soul mark on the contract.

The symbol between Wallace's eyebrows also disappeared, and he smiled and put the little black cat into the spirit animal bag, and then put some cat food and water in it, and then went to work smoothly.

Wallace entered the gate of the police station and was greeted by a middle-aged police officer.

"Sergeant Wallace, good morning!"

The middle-aged police officer greeted him while standing up and saluting.

I saw the middle-aged police officer take out a document from the file bag and hand it to him with both hands.

Wallace took the document and looked at it carefully, then nodded and said, "Okay, trouble, you can go back to your post." ”

"Yes!"

The middle-aged police officer stood up and saluted, then turned around and went back to the duty room.

Wallace rushed to the office of the chief of the secret service with the papers, and he walked to the door and knocked on it directly.

"Knock Knock Knock ~ Knock Knock ~"

"Section chief, am you there? I'm Wallace, I'm looking for you!" shouted Wallace.

"Wallace, come in, I'm in the office!"

Philoi Mean's strong voice came from inside the office.

"Yes!"

Wallace pushed the door open and walked in.

I saw Philoiméa sitting on the sofa, drinking tea and reading documents.

Wallace stepped forward quickly, placing the papers in his hand lightly on the coffee table.

Philomea put down his teacup and the papers in his hand, and picked up the papers Wallace had placed on the coffee table, and he listened to Wallace's account of what had happened as he looked at them.

Wallace coughed lightly and cleared his throat before saying, "Section Chief, I went to an auction yesterday after work, and I bid on two items in the auction.

Every time when the lot was about to be sold, the Black Soul Society made a bid, and they also spoke harshly to me.

Who am I, the police officer of the Hunter County Police Department, the sergeant of our secret service department, how can I bow my head to the underground evil forces.

So I still bid to buy the two items, I thought the Black Soul Society was just making big words.

Little did I know that after the auction in the evening, I was attacked by them on my way home in a steam carriage.

Naturally, I can't disgrace the face of our secret service, just like the autumn wind sweeping away the leaves, and directly solve them.

However, after thinking about it, I still left one person behind and asked the police officer on duty to send it to our chief police station to record a statement. ”

Filomea put down the papers in his hand, looked up at Wallace, and said solemnly:

"Wallace, you are my subordinate, let's be honest with each other, you just say it, what do you want to do about this matter?"

Wallace was a little nervous, what does the section chief mean by this? Ask me what I want to do? What do I want to do, of course I knocked out the Black Soul Society of Lalaye, but can you agree?

He whispered cautiously: "Either I won't pursue it, anyway, the members of the Black Soul Society who attacked me are almost dead, or I will lock up the remaining female Black Soul Society members." What do you say?"

"Bang!"

Filomea slapped the coffee table and said loudly: "How can this work, no, doesn't this make you feel wronged, no, absolutely not, if it weren't for the lack of strength of the police officers of our chief police station, we would have directly taken the Black Soul Society's lair in Lalaiye." ”

Wallace thought about it again and said, "Our police officers from the General Police Station have indeed suffered too much loss recently, or just do what I just said, what do you think, section chief?"

Filomea frowned, paused for a while and said, "No, this is too cheap for them, why don't I go to the Black Soul Society this afternoon and find their leader in Lalaiye, and I will ask you for an explanation and ask them to compensate you, how about it?"