Linden never thought that he would get such an answer from Jana.

If it is a brand new term, he can understand it.

After all, as a "outsider", I don't know much about the movements in Loft City.

but,

The three words "Night Watcher" are of great significance.

In his perception, the Nightwatch organization should be the guardian in Loft City.

The formation of supernatural phenomena cannot escape their relationship?

In an instant, several guesses formed in his mind.

This also made Linden wonder whether it was the right decision to join the Nightwatch Organization.

However, this also confirms a little bit.

They do have many information that ordinary residents cannot know.

"In any case, dealing with them is impossible to avoid, but the action policy needs to be adjusted."

Linden pondered and said to himself.

He did not continue to ask Jiana, but instead snapped his fingers to relieve the Black Dream Space.

Maintaining this space will consume a lot of his energy.

Linden has tried it. If he is in the Black Dream Space for too long, he will fall into a state of weakness.

After the black fog disappeared, Jana quietly floated away for several meters and hid in the corner of the room to look at him.

Linden didn't care about her behavior like a small animal, tidied up her clothes, walked to the flying drawer and squatted down.

No matter what the Nightwatch Organization stands for, the purpose of this trip still has to be first.

A black briefcase was placed in the drawer, and Linden picked it up and found the diagnosis as he wished.

as well as,

A locked notebook.

He pulled out his notebook and sang at Jiana twice.

"What's this?"

"I, I don't know."

"Do you know how to open it?"

"Dad always keeps the keys on his body..."

Jana's voice became smaller and smaller, and her figure hiding in the corner also tightened into a small ball.

Linden gave up asking, because from her timid appearance, Jana really couldn't say anything more.

Previously, the doctor had completely disappeared, and the key was probably lost as he dissipated.

I have to find another way to pry open the notebook. Maybe there are some important clues here, otherwise it will not be locked deliberately.

Linden put the notebook back into his bag, carrying an umbrella in one hand and carrying the bag in the other, and turned to face Jana.

"I'm leaving, what are you going to do?"

Jiana did not answer, and stared at the bag in his hand as she faintly looked at the faint gaze from her emitting.

Linden noticed her gaze, raised her hand carrying her bag and asked:

"What's wrong with this thing?"

"I usually live there."

Jana replied softly.

"But now I'm leaving with this, what are you going to do?"

"I don't know... this is the bed my father made for me specifically, and he told me that I can never leave this."

Bed...

Linden was silent for a while and suddenly laughed:

"Then you come in, I'll take you away."

"Eh? Is it really OK?"

"certainly."

"But my dad said..."

"He asked me to come, he had something important to do."

Linden chose to use a kind lie to cover up the truth that the doctor encountered unexpectedly because of being possessed by the devil.

In addition, perhaps what will happen in the future with his daughter?

At least she is also a personal experience of the Night Watch organization!

Just for this, Linden was enough to convince himself to take her away.

As for the risk of Jana getting out of control...

He is confident that he can solve this problem through Black Dream Space.

Facing the warm and sunny smile of the man in front of him, Jiana hesitated for a moment and shrank into a very small translucent spirit body and floated straight into her briefcase.

Unzip the briefcase and you can see the strange but weak face, which was exposed directly, and the rest of the items in the bag could not be seen.

Isn’t this a security measure?

Linden smiled and closed the zipper again.

"You just have a good rest in there!"

After searching the house again and confirming that there were no other useful items, he prepared to leave.

The clinic will be cleaned up by the special department of Loft City within about two to three days, and then it will probably be defined as a devilish incident and will eventually be left alone.

Linden has seen many related cases, so he dared to break into this place without worrying about being investigated afterwards.

Just as he reached the door, an inappropriate voice rang out.

"Dingling--"

After hearing strange movements many times a night, Linden felt that he seemed to be numb to it.

Very weird,

But it's normal in Loft City.

The only phone in the room was broken by myself just now, and the old-style runner phone was broken all over the floor, and only the earpiece was still intact.

However, the phone ringing still rang.

What's going to happen again?

Linden chose to possess himself and pick up the receiver and put it in his ear.

It doesn't make any sense to pretend that he didn't hear it. Loft City may not pursue him forcibly entering the house, but those who are interested can always find what comes from him.

"Hello."

"Hey, is it Mr. Linden?"

The hoarse bass sounded.

Linden was silent for a moment, and he slowly spoke:

"It's me, what's the matter with me?"

"Let me think about it...well...

You have violated many items in the Vigil Ordinance. On behalf of the Night Watch Organization, I will formally warn you."

"What did I violate?"

"You actually asked me!"

The man's words were incredible, and then he returned to a tone that was supposed to be.

"Oh, the information shows that you have just arrived in Loft City, no wonder you are not familiar with the rules here.

But even outside, there is no one like you who is doing it nonsense, right?

Mr. Linden, listen well, because you are an outsider, we can take no action against you for the time being.

However, the Night Watch will include you as an inspector and your daily life will be regulated until you can fully comply with the Night Watch Ordinance.”

"Please wait a moment."

Linden interrupted,

"How should I believe you are a real night watchman, not a prank call."
To be continued...