Rows of towering spire buildings stand side by side, and the Sixth Sheriff Court is among them. It is a 6-story dark building with a flag on the roof. One half is the leaf vein coat of arms of the church, and the other half is the Tumen Kingdom Sheriff Court. lion logo.
On the left and right are the Kosolk Bank and Grain Association buildings. It is said that the people working there have basically entered the middle class, with a weekly salary of 1 gold meter.
Locke took a deep breath. Although he had been taken care of by Miss Lucy and he had met Mick a lot, it was his first time to apply for a job at such a high-end place, so he was inevitably a little nervous.
"Locke, believe in yourself, you can do it."
He adjusted the collar of his clothes and walked into the gate of the Sixth Sheriff Court with his head held high.
Surprisingly, the Sixth Magistrate Court was very deserted, with almost no one in the hall, which was in sharp contrast to the bustle of Kosolk Bank next door.
Was it really just established? Not even a reception.
Locke groaned inwardly, looking for living people in the vast hall.
"Excuse me, is anyone there?"
Locke walked to the front desk, knocked on the wooden table with his hands, and looked around suspiciously.
There are many traces of time on the beige walls, and the decorative paintings on the walls are also covered with a light layer of dust. This does not look like a new department at all, but rather like a very unwelcome bench. department.
Just as Locke was overturning his previous assumptions, a young man wearing a purple windbreaker walked into the hall.
The man has blond hair, blue eyes, clear facial features, healthy bronze skin, a tall figure, an open collar on his shirt, and lacks enough respect for winter.
He yawned lazily, stretched, walked to Locke, stretched out his hand to hold his arm, and said with a smile,
"Hi, newcomer, you came just in time. My name is Sigurd Bruce, and I am your senior. You can just call me Sigurd. Come with me. We need to support a B-level weird mission."
"Mr. Siegel, you must have mistaken the person. I'm here to interview a chef. My name is Rock Bemon."
Locke explained.
"Just call me Sigurd. You really like to joke. How could there be something weird on the chef?"
Sigurd burst out laughing and gave Locke a thumbs up, praising Locke as a Kosolk man with a sense of humor.
Although Locke tried his best to explain, Sigurd always thought he was joking and stopped a carriage, and the two went directly to the Sisi District.
At this time, Locke also realized the fact that the Sixth Sheriff Court was most likely the Weird Investigation Bureau.
Because the purple trench coat Sickert wore was the same trench coat worn by the two investigators before. The style was basically the same as the Sheriff's uniform, but there were slight differences in color and details.
The badge pattern worn on Sigurd's chest is half the leaf vein belonging to the Cathedral of Life, and the other half is the lion belonging to the Tumen Kingdom's Security Court.
This shows that the Oddity Investigation Bureau is probably the product of the combination of the Sheriff Court and the church.
The carriage stopped 50 meters in front of an abandoned building. Locke was forcibly pulled out of the carriage by Sigurd.
"Don't be afraid. B-level weird incidents are all child's play. They are usually minor disasters caused by shadows, resentful spirits, zombies or other monsters. For an experienced investigator like me, there is no problem at all. You can be my As an assistant, just increase your experience."
Sigurd said with a smile, showing a row of white teeth that seemed to sparkle in the sun.
Locke wiped the sweat from his forehead, what is pediatrics? Shadows, resentful souls, zombies or other monsters are also bosses to me, a level 5 trumpet at best!
"Follow my instructions later."
Sigurd patted Locke on the shoulder and strode towards the abandoned building.
There are many abandoned buildings like this in Sisi District, and most of them will become gathering places for homeless people. Occasionally, there will be news that dangerous buildings collapsed, crushing several homeless people to death.
Locke looked at the coachman running away, feeling depressed.
Screams were heard in the building, and some injured homeless people were running for their lives outside.
Just when Sigurd and Locke were about to be knocked down, a light green barrier appeared around them, blocking the "attack" of these homeless people.
The tramps seemed to have their route twisted, but they didn't notice it at all and continued running.
Siegel grabbed one of the homeless men who had a broken arm and asked what was going on inside the building.
"Crazy, crazy, run away, run away, people are dead, people are dead."
The tramp said, trembling all over.
Sigur let him go and said to Locke, "He is a little confused. We have to be careful."
Locke suddenly remembered what Eileen said today that it was not appropriate to go out. At this moment, he felt a little regretful. He should have asked clearly if he had known earlier.
Maybe it’s because you’ll meet an unreliable guy like Sickert that you shouldn’t go out, right?
Locke didn't want to be involved in an extraordinary battle again, and was hesitating whether to escape with this group of homeless people.
Suddenly, a woman with light blond curly hair and a gray tattered cloak passed by him.
【Ding! Witch information detected: Shelia Dutra]
[Successful feeding can randomly obtain a superpower of the witch]
[Delicious candies are detected on the host. 】
[Feeding success rate 50%]
It's the witch Shelia! Isn't she dead?
No, it's that wisp of pink mist. Irene said that it was Shelia's desire, and it could also turn into her clone.
So she appears here to draw power.
Then she must have caused the commotion in this abandoned building.
She shouldn't remember herself because she has no memory now.
But she still wears the witch's red crystal necklace around her neck. This necklace belongs to her, and she will definitely remember it, just like the last time they met in the apartment.
She was in a hurry to run away now, most likely to avoid Sigurd.
If Sigurd wasn't by my side, she might come directly to me for revenge.
No, even just a desire clone is a fatal threat to an alt like me with a combat power of only 5.
We can't let her escape!
"Senior Sigurd, she is a witch, catch her!"
Locke yelled.
Sigurd was stunned for a moment and immediately reached out to grab Shelia.
Shelia frowned. She had hidden her aura well enough, but she didn't expect to be recognized.
She threw away her gray cloak, revealing her long pale golden hair, fair skin, and her malicious eyes.
She opened her mouth and spit out pink mist. The homeless people running around stopped in their tracks.
They slowly turned back and looked at Shelia infatuatedly.
Then he quickly surrounded Shelia, and turned around to face Sigurd and Locke, showing fierce eyes, as if the two were the murderers who wanted to take away their beloved, and they had a kind of irreconcilable hatred with them.
The homeless people in the building also poured out one after another, blocking Locke and Sigurd's escape.
