Count of Wizards

"If you want to kill an official wizard, there is only another official wizard..." Connor narrowed his eyes and said meaningfully to Margaret:

"That's why I need you, Connor, to help me find information. If that's the case, I would rather be punished by the church than touch this bad luck!" After understanding what Connor meant, Margaret sighed With a voice, he said helplessly:

Hearing that Margaret seemed to put all her hopes on herself, Connor felt a little uncomfortable, and decided to give Margaret a vaccination, so as to save him from getting any useful information from Varga. , Margaret was too disappointed, Connor thought about his words and said to Margaret: "Secret Society and Skull are still two organizations after all, I don't know as much about them as Margaret, you I will do my best, but Margaret, don't hold out too much hope."

"Connor, just do your best, even if you don't find any information in the end, I won't blame you." Margaret said frankly: "By the way, Connor, have you researched the imitation of that pendant? I don’t know why, ever since I heard you say that someone can hide from the mental power detection and peep secretly, I always have a bad premonition.”

"I have done a few experiments, and the results are very encouraging. I estimate that the possibility of success is 60 to 70%. Please mail me the alchemy materials recorded on this paper. If there is no accident, In one to two weeks, I can hand things over to you!" After speaking, Connor took out a folded note paper from the space ring and handed it to Margaret.

Glancing at the note paper that Connor handed over, Margaret raised her head with some doubts, and asked Connor, "Are these kinds of materials common alchemy materials? Is it really okay to use these?"

"You are only using it to check the fluctuation of mental power, so I made it a little simpler. I only reserved the function of detecting the fluctuation of mental power for you. I will castrate all the other functions of the pendant for you, so on this paper It is basically enough to record these materials, if it is not that these materials are controlled materials, and it is very troublesome to get them on the black market, I will not ask you for them!" Connor shrugged and explained:

Hearing what Connor said, Margaret gave Connor a big blank stare, then turned around and walked out of the abandoned factory building.

Seeing Margaret's disappearing back, Connor shook his head, and immediately left the factory and returned to his apartment.

After returning to the apartment, before Connor could rest, Connor's mental power found a group of pedestrians who appeared to be policemen on Rand Street, and judging from the direction of their observation, the target of this pedestrian seemed to be on the right track. It was his apartment at 16 Land Street.

When Connor discovered this, he narrowed his eyes immediately. The reason why he thought this group of people were policemen was that the surveillance method used by this group of people was the standard method taught by Scotland Yard, the police training base of the Kaman Empire. The reason why Connor recognized it was because of this method, which was also recorded by the Ferguson family, and Connor had also studied some of it curiously.

On the other hand, it is also because of Connor's strong mental power, which also gave Connor amazing observation skills. Connor found that although these people were disguised as pedestrians, they could see the group of people in every movement. People are professionally trained.

Although he didn't know what the purpose of the police monitoring him was, Connor believed that his identity as a wizard had not let him know, otherwise Margaret's side would not have received the wind, and the second shouldn't be the gang Ordinary people have come to watch their tails.

Now that it was confirmed that the other party did not discover his identity, Connor had nothing to worry about. He tidied up his clothes, then walked out of the apartment door with a smile, thinking that someone on Rand Street was holding a The young man with the newspaper box walked over.

"Sir, what newspaper do you want to buy?" Seeing the "target" he wanted to monitor approaching him, a look of surprise quickly flashed in the young man's eyes, but it seemed that his psychological quality was still very good, without any panic .

"How much is a copy of Loen Evening News and Kamanian News?" Connor asked the disguised policeman with a smile.

"Mr. Luen's evening paper is five pence, and the Kaman people are paying six pence. The total is eleven pence!" Taking out two newspapers from the newspaper box and handing them to Connor, the disguised policeman said:

After taking the newspaper, Connor took out his wallet from his pocket, took out a one-shilling bill from the wallet, handed it to the policeman in front of him, and said with a smile: "You should not allow this during the operation." Take a tip, so give me a penny!"

"You..." Hearing Connor's words, the policeman felt as if he had been struck by lightning, and his eyes were full of shock.

"The monitoring method taught by Scotland Yard clearly stipulates that when monitoring the same target, if a person appears too many times, the possibility of being discovered will be greatly increased. If you want to, I don't mind talking to you. Let’s talk, I think there may be a misunderstanding between us!” Connor still kept a smile on his face, and after he finished speaking, he took out a one-shilling coin from the young man’s hand, then turned around and took him newspaper back into the apartment,

The young policeman, whose disguise was spotted by Connor, was still in a daze for a second or two after Connor left, and then he came back to his senses, carrying the newspaper box in his hand in desperation, and walked towards the alley next to him. go.

Five minutes later, the doorbell of the apartment at No. 16 Land Street rang, and Connor, who was leaning on the sofa, said loudly, "The door is open, please come in!"

As Connor's voice fell, a middle-aged man with a stern expression and a sturdy figure, and a shy and petite girl walked into Connor's apartment. I have to say that such a combination , still visually impactful.

As the "owner" of the apartment, Connor smiled and relaxed, stood up from the sofa, walked towards the visiting guests, stretched out his right hand and said with a smile: "Hi, I'm Connor Ferguson, I don't know How are you two called?"

Looking at Connor's extended right hand, the burly man scrutinized Connor's smiling face, and then, as if reluctant, he also extended his right hand and shook Connor's hand, and then He said coldly: "My name is John Duncan, Senior Inspector of the Loen City Police Department!"