Locke compared the treatment of cooks and investigators, and it was obvious that investigators were better.
"What do investigators need to do?"
Rhaenys shook her pipe and said with a smile,
"Deal with weird incidents and protect the royal family and important people attending special occasions."
"What specific weird incidents are there?"
Locke asked.
"Some catastrophic events caused by strange objects, including things caused or participated by demons, witches, shadows, ghosts, zombies or other monsters. I can ask Sigur to tell you the details after you join."
Rhaenys held her chin with one hand and stared at Locke's neck and said,
"This is the weird thing C19, these two fools Angela and Dimo are really fooled by you."
Locke didn't know if all these people had clairvoyance. Forget it about the witch Shelia, this necklace was hers. It was normal for her to be able to perceive it. The black-haired woman in front of her could also see it.
He had obviously hidden the necklace deeply, and the scarf was wrapped tightly, so it was impossible to tell that he was wearing a necklace.
Locke's brows furrowed slightly, and he was already considering whether to escape by jumping out of the window or taking the door.
"Don't be nervous. This strange object does not belong to the Abnormality Bureau originally. Since you have obtained it and it has not been discovered by Angela and Dimo, it proves that you are qualified to own it. You can choose to join the Abnormality Bureau. Own it outright, or put a price on it and sell it to us.”
"500 golden grams."
Locke said without hesitation.
Rhaenys smiled, "50 gold mick, we are an official department, not a black market."
Damn it, you are so dark!
Locke complained and decided to keep these strange objects for himself, as they were more valuable.
If you really have no money, you can still sell it on the black market.
Sold to the authorities? Just kidding, the dogs are not for sale!
"Isn't it dangerous to do this?"
Locke asked.
"The average mortality rate of the Abnormality Bureau is 20%, but our branch is an exception. We only have 5%, which is far lower than other branches. You can rest assured that when we encounter cases such as the arrival of evil gods, we will directly refer them to The church, let the church send high-level officials to solve it, and they will never do anything when they can be lazy. This is the key reason why our department’s performance is always at the bottom even though it is located in the royal capital.”
Rhaenys said calmly, as if this kind of thing was normal, and she was not ashamed of it, but proud of it.
Locke was first shocked by the 20% mortality rate, and then was surprised by the black-haired director's direct reduction of 20% to 5%. Finally, he was completely impressed by the director's solution.
Well, I need a leader like you.
Locke already had the idea of joining. Although at first he just wanted to interview a serious cook of the Security Court, there were three things that attracted him to the Abnormality Bureau.
First, the attribute of [Witch Affinity] always makes him inexplicably involved in witch incidents. This time when he encountered Shelia, it seemed that he was involved by Sigurd Bruce, but in fact he was most likely affected by [Witch Affinity]. The impact is just like when he encountered the witch when he investigated Lloyd's mistress. This routine is too familiar to Locke. Without Sigur and without Irene's help, he would most likely be in dire straits. Therefore, joining the Alien Bureau can improve your sense of security.
Second, the Abnormality Bureau has checked "his" dream through the Heart of Dreams. His biggest secret should have been kept, and the suspicion of him killing the 20 people in the alchemy factory has been ruled out. Joining the Abnormality Bureau now will not Worry about being arrested or having secrets leaked. This can be seen from the black-haired director's attitude in recruiting him.
Third, the Abnormality Bureau has the endorsement of the church and the Security Court, and has mastered a lot of knowledge about strange objects and occult sciences. Rather than becoming a wild super user, it is definitely better to join the Abnormality Bureau to systematically learn and strengthen. Able to grow rapidly, if Locke wants to become stronger, he cannot simply rely on Irene, a witch lady, he needs more channels.
"Now it's my turn to ask some questions."
Rhaenys looked into Locke's eyes with her deep eyes, as if she wanted to see through the window of his soul into his soul.
The interviewer is asked questions by the applicant. This is normal practice.
Locke felt back on track and sat upright.
"Where did the weird things on your body come from?"
"It's a long story..."
It’s a lot of lies, but the soul is precious enough to stay and continue to observe.
Rhaenys looked at the young man talking casually and came to this conclusion,
"The story is fascinating."
Locke swallowed, hesitated for a few seconds, and finally asked,
"Can I also get merit for this mission?"
"certainly."
Rhaenys nodded slightly.
"Can my clothes...and bus fare be reimbursed?"
Locke looked at Rhaenys expectantly.
Rhaenys knocked on the table with her pipe, "No, you can apply for employment now. The probation period is three months."
A 3-meter-tall tall man made entirely of smoke floated out of the pipe, and the man pushed Locke out.
With a bang, the door was closed.
When Locke looked back and wanted to fight for reimbursement, he found that the sign of Director 302's office had disappeared, and the house number of 322 was hung on the room in front of him.
Locke knocked on the door hesitantly, and it was the blue-haired Lolita Angela who opened the door.
"Welcome, Mr. Chef."
Her long blue wavy hair fell to the ground, her facial features were exquisite, and the petite loli Angela smiled. There were more than a dozen swallowtail butterflies with blue and black as the main colors on her hair.
She was still wearing a purple windbreaker uniform, but she was completely different from the medium-height, plain-looking, unrecognizable female sheriff that Locke had seen before.
It coincides with the image of the girl holding the pocket watch in the dream.
"Who are you?"
Locke asked deliberately.
"Hello, I'm Angela."
Angela stretched out her hand and shook Locke's hand.
Locke held her little hand and suddenly felt that there was a high probability that she had placed the flyer in Old Tom's apartment.
"Angela, hello, I'm a new investigator and I'm about to go through the onboarding process."
"investigator?"
There was a trace of doubt on Angela's pretty face.
After a moment, she squeezed Locke's hand tightly, using so much strength that Locke's hand almost became useless.
"Damn it, you are indeed a believer of a certain witch. You tricked me and Di Mo. Tell me quickly, what is your purpose of sneaking into the Abnormal Bureau?"
"It hurts, it hurts, Miss Angela, please let go."
Locke tried his best to retract his left hand. It suffered from Angela's excessive enthusiasm, causing the blood vessels to swell, become red and painful.
"Hmph, I'm going to tell the director now that you are obstructing our investigation and should be arrested and tortured."
Angela walks away angrily.
Locke was not worried, because the black-haired director had just mentioned Angela and Dimo, proving that she already knew about it and didn't care.
At this time, Di Mo also walked out of the room.
The middle-aged uncle Di Mo, who had blond hair, blue eyes, deep features, stubble on his face, slightly red cheeks, and half a bottle of wine in his hand, stopped his partner Angela,
"Angela, the director must have known about it a long time ago, otherwise he would not have allowed you to put flyers in his apartment. Come back and greet your new colleagues."
"snort."
Angela was still angry and walked towards the end of the corridor.
Di Mo shook the wine bottle in his hand and said to Locke with a smile,
"Locke, my name is Dimo, I'm sorry, Angela was spoiled by me."
"She is your daughter?"
Di Mo smiled, "She is the daughter of my late friend, and she is also equivalent to my daughter."
"Hello, Mr. Dimo, I'm sorry before, but I didn't mean to deceive you."
Locke said politely.
"It doesn't matter. There will be no problems with the Dream Heart. I believe you didn't lie to us. If you can enter the Abnormality Bureau, you must have other outstanding qualities. You can just call me Di Mo."
Di Mo took two sips of wine and looked at the wall with cloudy eyes.
"Um, Mr. Dimo, I'm over here."
Locke said.
"Do you need me to take you to register?"
Di Mo turned sideways and scratched his messy hair, "Haha, Locke, do you want me to take you to register?"
"Okay, thank you Mr. Dimo."
Di Mo took Locke downstairs and to the registration room on the first floor.
Freya, who is in charge of personnel registration, is a middle-aged woman with curly brown hair and a slightly fat figure.
"What's going on today? Two such good-looking teenagers came to the Abnormal Bureau. I really wish I could be 10 years younger, so that I can embrace beautiful love."
