Lord of the Secret Art!

The next morning, Flynn and Lindy boarded the carriage to the Security Bureau.

Feilin was not in a good state due to excessive blood loss, and even this morning his head was still a little groggy.

However, considering yesterday's assassination, Lindy did not arrange for Feilin to rest.

The big deal is to let Feilin stay in the Security Bureau, and not to assign tasks to Feilin.

When he came to lounge 201, Flynn didn't see Ivy and Aixi.

Originally thought that the two of them were still in the future, but until the working hours, the two of them still hadn't appeared.

"Is there a mission?"

Flynn guessed in his mind, and made a pot of tea with the tea leaves that Ivy put in the lounge.

Naturally, the craftsmanship cannot be compared to Ivy, but it is high-grade tea after all, even if the tea making skills are average, the tea brewed is full of fragrance.

After pouring himself a cup of tea, Feilin took out the Mystic Spear, an advanced eight-ring mystic, to look through it.

But his condition is really bad. After all, he lost too much blood yesterday. After watching for a while, his eyelids began to tremble, his head became dizzy, and he couldn't see it at all.

He simply used the couch as a bed and lay down on it to sleep.

After sleeping for several hours, he woke up in a daze.

Looking at the time-space watch, which is always accurate, he found that it was past twelve o'clock, so he immediately got up from the sofa and walked to the dining room.

The restaurant started to serve lunch at 11:30, and it was already past the peak dining period, and there were only a few people dining in the restaurant.

Seeing people dining at one of the tables, he walked over.

The one who was dining at this table was a woman with blond hair, thin-rimmed eyes, and a white shirt and slim trousers, which is more avant-garde nowadays. It was Julie.

He said to Julie.

"Miss Julie, can I sit here?"

"Please feel free."

Julie nodded to Flynn and said with a smile.

Flynn opened the chair and sat down, picked up today's menu, and said to the restaurant maid.

"Veal blanc blanc, duck breast in honey sauce, scallops Saint-Jacques, puff pastry onion soup, thank you."

The restaurant maid took down Feilin's order and walked towards the kitchen.

"I heard from the deputy director that you were attacked last night."

Julie, who was eating, stopped eating, looked at Flynn and asked.

"Well, they are the cult members of Scarlet Blood, and one of them, like you, possesses the extraordinary ability of space."

Flynn nodded.

"There was no injury this time..."

Julie looked Flynn up and down.

"Miss Julie, are you going too far? You are expecting me to get hurt."

Flynn joked.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry. In the past, you would be injured every time you fought, but this time you didn't get injured. It's quite unexpected."

Julie quickly apologized.

"It can't be said that he was not injured. He used a cursed object with relatively large side effects, and a lot of blood was drawn. He slept in the lounge all morning this morning, and he still feels a little dizzy."

Flynn smiled wryly.

"You really get hurt every time you fight..."

Julie looked at Flynn with such a face, and then said.

"I suggest eating more beef and foie gras, these two ingredients are good for blood."

"Beef and foie gras? Thanks, I'll make a note."

Flynn thanked him.

While Flynn was waiting for lunch, Julie had already finished her lunch, she didn't leave immediately, but complained.

"It's really distressing."

"What's wrong?"

Flynn looked at her suspiciously.

"The deputy bureau has become the twelve rings, you should know it?"

asked Julie.

"Um."

Flynn nodded, waiting for Julie's next words.

"According to the regulations of the Security Bureau, mystics who have reached the twelfth ring will automatically be promoted to elders, that is to say, the deputy bureau will not be resigned in a long time."

Julie glanced around and lowered her voice.

"The deputy director is about to step down..."

Flynn was taken aback, the news caught him off guard.

"I am now in distress, whether to continue to serve as a civilian to become the secretary of the next deputy bureau, or to change jobs and become a mission mystic."

Julie said in a tangled voice, and because she was so tangled, her smooth brows were wrinkled.

"The secret space labyrinth you practiced doesn't have extraordinary combat abilities at this stage, and it's somewhat inconvenient during missions. I think it's more appropriate for you to continue as a civilian."

Flynn thought about it and gave his own suggestion.

Although mystics are in a team of two, even if one of them does not have extraordinary combat abilities, he can still become a purely auxiliary mystic.

However, the mission experience of more than half a year has made him realize that even if he is teaming up with others, it is best to have the extraordinary ability to fight.

Because teammates can't take care of you at any time, and sometimes they may even be dragged by the enemy and have no time to take care of you for the time being.

"I understand what you're saying, but I don't know the character of the next deputy director. I'm worried that I'll meet someone who's not easy to get along with."

Julie said hesitantly.

"Meeting people who are not easy to get along with..."

Flynn understood Julie's entanglement.

As far as he knew, before becoming Lindy's secretary, Julie had served as the secretary of the previous deputy bureau. Because she didn't get along well with the previous deputy bureau, she resigned from the secretary position and became a mission mystic.

Later, when Lindy arrived, she switched to clerical work again and became Lindy's secretary.

"You are not far from Gaohuan now, are you? It would be great if you took over the position of Deputy Director."

Julie looked expectantly at Flynn.

After getting along for more than half a year, she knows Fei Lin's personality very well. If Fei Lin takes over the position of deputy director, she will be able to get along very happily, so she doesn't need to worry about whether to change to the task of mystic.

"Ahem, I'm still too far away from Gaohuan, it shouldn't be possible."

Flynn coughed, interrupting Julie's reverie.

If he is at the level of the Eye of Appraisal, his current extraordinary level is naturally enough to serve as the deputy director.

But the eye of appraisal is currently being kept secret, and the mysterious spear with the secret technique is not qualified.

Although he was confident that he would be able to elevate the Mystic Spear of the Secret Art to the high level in at most two or three months, but it was impossible for him to suspend the position of deputy director for such a long time.

Moreover, in fact, he wanted to be the warden of the Extraordinary Prison.

However, if you want to become the warden of that kind of place, Gao Huan alone may not be enough, and it is not bad to become the director of a security bureau as an excess.

After lunch, Flynn returned to lounge 201.

His spirit was much better than in the morning, and he picked up the secret technique book of the mysterious gun to advance to the eighth ring again.

Squeak——

After watching for an unknown amount of time, the door of the lounge was pushed open, and two women walked in through the door.

One has long water-blue hair, and the other has long green hair. They are Ivy and Aixi.

Both of them had fatigue on their faces. After entering the lounge, they immediately sat on the sofa tiredly.

"What's the matter with you two?"

Flynn took out two clean teacups, poured a cup of tea for each of them, and asked.

"Last night I didn't sleep all night, and I fought with a very strong guy not long ago."

Ai Xi picked up the teacup and drank it down, and said.

"A strong guy?"

Flynn picked up the teapot and poured another cup of tea for Essie.

"An evil central mystic who fled to Conston City, his name is Spike Vasily."

Ivy took a small sip from the teacup, and compared to Aixi's boldness, her movements still maintained her usual impeccable manner.

"What did this man do?"

Flynn asked.

"Insulting and killing women is still unknown. Hundreds of women have been insulted and killed by him."

Aixi's face was full of anger. Even though she had joined forces with Ivy to kill Spike Vasili, she was still a little bit puzzled.

"Most of the people who were insulted and killed were women from noble families. The impact was extremely bad. Since you and the deputy director left Conston City, we received this task, and we didn't find him out until not long ago."

Ivy put down the teacup, frowned and said.

"This scum, just died like this, it's too cheap for him."

Aixi gritted her teeth and slapped the coffee table hard.

"It's really cheap for him to die like this."

Even though they are both men, after hearing the descriptions of Ai Wei and Ai Xi, Felin couldn't help being disgusted with this man.

"It is difficult for ordinary people to have the opportunity to become a mystic even if they are talented, let alone a central mystic. Could there be a secret organization behind this person?"

"According to the information obtained by the Intelligence Department of the Security Bureau, there is no secret organization behind this person. Of course, it is also possible that this person is a member of a secret organization, but the Intelligence Department of the Security Bureau has not investigated it."

Ivy shook her head and said.

"If this person has joined a secret art organization, then this secret art organization is by no means a good thing."

Assy said angrily.

"It's a pity that the opponent is very strong. Even if I join hands with Ai Xi, I can't capture him alive. I am worried that he will escape, so I can only choose to kill him."

"If you can capture him alive, you will be able to know the source of his secret technique."

Ivy felt a little sorry.

...

Among the mountains, inside a huge villa unknown to outsiders.

"My lord Mikhail, I just got the news that Angel Faria and Nume Lanka failed in their missions, and they all died in the mission."

Wearing red high-heeled shoes, Varda Vega walked into the room covered with oil paintings and said to Mikhail Bely.

"Sure enough, it failed."

Mikhail frowned slightly on his handsome face.

The last time he talked with Varda about the assassination against Flynn Sox, he had a bad premonition, and vaguely felt that the assassination this time would not go well.

As a result, the premonition came true, and the assassination against Flynn Suokes failed. Not only that, the two people sent to assassinate also died in the mission.

"According to intelligence, although Angel Faria and Nume Ranka successfully transferred Felin Sox out of Conston City, Lindy Hallowin was still able to quickly move him with the help of Extraordinary items. Found, mission failed and killed."

Varda said.

"Ah--"

Mikhail chuckled, a mocking smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"What's the matter, Master Mikhail?"

Varda looked at Mikhail suspiciously.

"This is just a fog created by the Security Bureau. The truth has been covered up by the Security Bureau."

Mikhail shook his head.

"This information is a fog deliberately released by the Security Bureau, not the truth of the matter?"

There was surprise in Varda's eyes.