Chapter 18 Mythical Path

Xiao En now has two solutions.

The first option is to find the wallet by himself, but he is unfamiliar with the place and it might be quite difficult.

The second is to call the police.

Xiao En chose the latter and called the police directly.

Of course, the police alone might not be able to get the wallet back, because this matter involves a superhuman, so Sean took out his ID from the inner lining pocket of his clothes.

——Investigator-Sean.

The reason why he was robbed was because of his habits in his previous life. He always liked to put his wallet in his trouser pocket so it was easier to take it out. If he put it together with his ID card, it would not be so easy for the thief to succeed.

After seeing the double-headed eagle emblem on the ID, the originally careless patrolman suddenly became serious.

"gentlemen."

"Please wait a moment, I will notify the police immediately." The policeman in front of him looked a little nervous.

The emblem on the certificate is a bit like the eagle flag of the Roman Empire, but it is a double-headed eagle mark with sword and shield patterns on both sides, and the scepter and crown reflected in the background. It is a very complicated emblem.

The status of an investigator is rather special; they are an unofficial organization outside the police system and possess certain special powers.

About half an hour later.

A man in his mid-twenties with a slightly unshaven look came over. He looked sleepy and stretched out his hand to Sean, saying, "William Wallace."

"Please wait a moment, Mr. Sean. The captain will be here soon."

The guy in front of him has the same name as a historical figure. When Xiao En shook hands with him, he felt the roughness of his palms. Unlike the roughness of palms that were often used for work, the calluses were concentrated at the base of the palm.

This is the palm of a warrior.

Night watchman.

The Dorne Kingdom's supernatural organization is also not an officially recognized organization. Unlike investigators, they are a group of people responsible for solving problems.

As an investigator, Sean’s job is more about discovering problems and mobilizing people. It is the night watchman’s duty to solve problems.

William Wallace looked like he was still half asleep. He bought a meat burrito for 7 dollars and ate it while walking. “Can you tell me what happened?”

Xiao En explained what happened.

The other party finished his lunch in a few bites and looked up and asked, "Can you tell me how much money is in your wallet?"

Xiao En replied: "More than 2,900 dinars."

William nodded as if it was no wonder that this was the case, and said, "No wonder they would take the risk to attack you."

"Are you sure the other person is a transcendent?"

Sean nodded.

His senses were very sharp, and the other party was definitely a transcendent, and should have been promoted not long ago.

"That's strange." William frowned.

The abilities of the twelve mythological paths are different. The mythological path is more like a concept, and there is a corresponding promotion sequence below it. In the Dark Ages, it was called a professional, and now it refers to a transcendent. Many low-sequence transcendents look similar to ordinary people, but their physical fitness is much higher, so it is difficult to distinguish them.

Xiao En belongs to the spellcasting sequence in the mythological path. He has more supernatural abilities as soon as he is promoted, and he can be discovered immediately once he casts them.

A low-sequence wanderer, he cannot be seen unless he displays his abilities.

William looked at Xiao En, who was puzzled, and explained, "It seems that quite a few low-sequence transcendents have appeared recently. We are investigating the source of the incident."

Extraordinary people cannot advance on their own.

Because the extraordinary essence of the grotesque kingdom is locked, just as Lady Hecate said, the extraordinary people are a group of thieves, and the extraordinary essence they possess comes from the ancient indescribable.

The real world is an isolated country. The twelve realms of clock nirvana, the miracle of the world, separate the weird country from the real world.

This means that most people are unlikely to come into contact with the supernatural essence in their lifetime.

Unless someone brings it in from outside.

Many people here probably don’t know that there is a world outside of the real world.

"The captain is here." William said in a deep voice.

Benjamin Tillion, who was responsible for receiving Sean this morning, appeared across the street. After greeting Sean, he immediately said, "I have sent people to investigate the gangs in the port area."

"It's possible they're from the Mole Gang, which has recently gained notoriety."

"The leader is a guy called Hans, who was once sentenced to six years in prison for grave robbery."

Benjamin carefully took out a stack of change, handed it to Sean and said, "Mr. Sean, leave this matter to us."

"I should be able to get your wallet back for you soon."

The other party was worried that Xiao En didn't have any money on him, which would make it inconvenient for him to go back.

A very careful person. Xiao En did not reach out to take the money, but whispered: "Would it be convenient for me to move together?"

Benjamin Tillion thought for a moment and nodded, "That couldn't be better."

Xiao En's current identity is an investigator.

If he wants to adapt to this world, he will have to come into contact with these things sooner or later.

Instead of passively accepting, it is better to take the initiative.

Old Town.

A thin figure shuttled through the dark alley, quickly bypassing a pile of low and messy goods, and entered a room on the underground level. Due to the terrain, the residential area on the left side of the dock area is relatively low, and the houses in the lower city are built in a stepped manner, all the way to the other side of the river valley.

"Did you succeed?" a deep male voice sounded.

The person who spoke was a middle-aged man with a big beard, a vicious look, and slightly yellow cloudy eyeballs. He was fiddling with a dagger in front of him.

"Yeah." A boy of fifteen or sixteen walked in, hunched over, followed by a young man.

The young man smiled with great pride and said, "I didn't expect to catch such a fat sheep so early in the morning."

"But he was alert and almost let him slip away."

The young man took out Xiao En's wallet and placed it in front of the middle-aged man, and said in a deep voice: "Boss. That guy is quite skilled. We won't get into trouble, right?"

The middle-aged man greedily picked up the wallet and said, "If we can't pay back the mistress, we will be in big trouble."

A total of more than 2,900 dinars.

This is a considerable income. According to the salary of regular workers in the shipyard, they need to work for more than nine months without eating or drinking. If they want to save such a sum of money, it will take at least one or two years.

The boy still looked a little uneasy and said, "It's rare for someone to carry so many 100-dinar notes."

According to the current market price, 500 dinars can buy an old one-bedroom apartment in the old city, and many white-collar workers only earn about dinars a month. They hang around the docks, and this year, apart from Xiao En, the fat sheep, the biggest deal they made was just over dinars.

If they stole from ordinary workers, vendors and civilians, the income would basically be just a few dozen dinars, and few people in the old city carried so much money.

Most of the workers in the dock area receive their wages on the 12th, and some workers will take the money home, so their theft achievements will be more impressive on that day.

29 large 100-dinar notes, six or seven old 10-dinar notes, and a little change.

The middle-aged man picked up a banknote that smelled of ink and sniffed it. He said with a hint of intoxication in his eyes, "It's a new banknote."

"He should be a rich kid."

"Stay away from the police lately."

He took out two large bills and handed them to the young man in front of him, then took out another large bill and threw it in front of the boy, saying in a deep voice: "This is your share."

The other two people were a little dissatisfied with the distribution result, but they looked afraid and did not dare to say it directly.

The middle-aged man put away the wallet, stared at them fiercely and said, "Don't think I will embezzle it. This money is for paying back debts."

After saying that, he picked up the dagger and walked into the small room inside.

As soon as he entered the room, the bearded man took out his wallet, pulled out ten 100-dinar bills, put them in his pocket, and then opened a safe, saying viciously, "A bunch of ungrateful bastards."

"If I weren't there, would you still be worthy of becoming a transcendent?"

The safe was empty.

The bearded man was stunned for a moment, and the next second he immediately opened the drawer on the right, pulled out the dagger from his waist with one hand, and took out an old pistol with the other hand.

The light in the small room flickered.

Before he could see the situation clearly, he felt his hands were empty and the pistol he was holding had disappeared. He swung the dagger behind him, but his wrist was easily grabbed and the dagger fell to the ground. The slender figure behind him lightly hooked his toes and the sharp dagger was placed across the bearded man's neck.

"These are considered interest." A charming and sweet female voice sounded.

A slender arm with dark skin slowly took out the wallet, and then searched the bearded man's pockets. The skin, like black jade, was extremely delicate and shone like black jade under the light.

"Mistress?" The bearded man's voice trembled a little, and he asked with fear in his surprise: "What do you look like?!"

In the small mirror on the opposite wall, a pair of bright red eyes were reflected. They were changing slightly, and the irises had a hint of light purple.

Her long snow-white hair made her skin look even darker, reflecting the light like a beautiful jade.

The bearded man remembered that the last time he saw her, she was not what she is now.

"I've been promoted." The woman called 'Madam' took Sean's wallet.

She took everything of value from the safe, then stepped back gracefully, disappearing into the shadows.

The bearded man was covered in cold sweat. He stared at the mirror in front of him. The moment the other person's figure disappeared, he saw an extremely charming face and a pair of narrow and pointed ears.

When last seen, she was still human, but now she is no longer.

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(End of this chapter)