Under the leadership of Donna, they walked deep into the base from the left side of the reception hall, and were finally arranged in a normal-sized reception room.

"The person in charge of you will be here soon, just wait here."

After leaving a few words, Donna left the reception room in a hurry. It seemed that she really cared about the card game.

"Remember not to run around, people will be here soon."

After taking two steps out, the receptionist came back and warned her, and then she went back to continue her card game with peace of mind.

Compared with the luxuriously decorated hall, the layout of this reception room is much simpler.

Apart from three sofas and a table, the only decorations in the entire house were potted plants in the corner and a hanging painting, which had no special features at all.

Karl and Cyril sat on the sofa in the reception room and looked at each other. This kind of treatment really exceeded their expectations.

After a while, Karl broke the silence.

"Speaking of which, in your era, did such organizations also like to build their bases underground?"

"If you say so..."

"It seems like this is really the case!"

Cyril echoed Karl's words and said:

"It's like a convention. Many people like to set their base camp in a cave or underground, as if it will be very private!"

As she spoke, she put her hands on the table to support her chin, her face full of confusion.

"There is obviously such a large flow of people and material transportation, but it is really stupid to expect to really hide your headquarters. Now think about it."

Karl shrugged helplessly, this question was indeed a bit difficult to explain.

First of all, build this kind of place underground, because the confidentiality of the flow of people is gone, and the safety is not guaranteed at all. In case of an earthquake, no one inside can escape.

The only advantage is that the entry and exit of personnel can be well controlled, but compared with the disadvantages, this advantage is not very prominent.

These guys can't do this because it's warm in winter and cool in summer underground, right?

But speaking of the organization headquarters, I don’t know what kind of organization Cyril used to have. Karl had never asked about this. Thinking of this, he said:

"By the way, didn't you say that you were a god before?"

"That's right, isn't this obvious?"

Cyril gave Karl a strange look. There was no reason for him to ask such an obvious thing again, right?

"I'm just a little curious about what the headquarters of the organization you used to have looked like."

"..."

Hearing Karl's question, Cyril suddenly fell into memories, with a hint of warmth and emotion in her eyes. It looked like she really missed her past.

After a long while, Seliel came out of her memories and said:

"I didn't have a big temple in the past. The tribe set up a small tent for me in the early days. If I have to say it, the forest in my hometown is my headquarters."

So pitiful?

Hearing this, Karl couldn't help but make a joke.

"How miserable are you that you can't even build a decent headquarters?"

Hearing Karl's teasing, Cyril rolled her eyes at him.

"When I became a god, most humans on earth were still using stones to make tools. It was too difficult for them to build a temple."

"And after my legend became popular in this land, everyone thought that I was the kind of nature god who didn't need to be worshiped. In addition, I didn't care much about it myself, so believers didn't build this kind of building."

"It sounds like..."

As soon as Karl opened his mouth, the door of the reception room was pushed open.

A man dressed as a judge walked in and sat across from them unceremoniously.

I saw him holding up a folder in his hand, looking at Karl and Selyl and saying:

"Is it Calvin Dee and Cyril Lawn?"

"Yes, we are."

After nodding in response to the judge's question, Karl then asked:

"Excuse me, is this..."

"Yes, I am."

Before Karl could finish speaking, the guy interrupted him again.

"Grant Harris, that's my name."

As he spoke, he took the initiative to hand the document in his hand to Karl, and stood up directly after Karl took it.

"Your arrangements are all here. I'll leave first if I have something else to do."

After saying this, the judge didn't even look at them, he turned around and left the reception room without saying another word.

"He just left like this?"

After looking at Cyril, Karl asked a little unsurely.

"Yes, it seems they really don't care about us two."

Seliel nodded and answered, her tone a little helpless.

I really didn't expect them to be so ignored. Both the front desk receptionist and the judge had a very perfunctory attitude.

"What do you think would happen if these guys knew your true identity?"

With a bit of mischief in mind, Karl asked Ceryl.

"In that case... I think this cave is quite suitable as our tomb. Not only is the place spacious, but there is a church on the top, which is very convenient."

"Hahaha."

With a smile, Karl picked up the document left by the judge, opened it and read its contents in a low voice.

"Headquarters of the Tribunal in London: Whereas on the evening of 5th August 1899 at Claridge's Hotel..."

After reading it slowly, the general meaning of this document is to allow them to serve the judicial organs of the City of London for one month, report here before eight o'clock every Monday, Wednesday, Saturday and Sunday night, and then follow the instructions given to them

The captain went on patrol to deal with some paranormal phenomena at night in the city of London.

At the end of the document were two specially made coins, which were given to them as proof of their identity.

Other than that, there are no other requirements in the document. It is more like a letter of appointment than a punishment.

"What do you think?"

Putting the documents away in his pocket, Karl looked at Ceryl.

After listening to Karl read the document, Ceryl was a little confused.

"Literally speaking, there is indeed nothing harmful to us, and it also states that we enjoy the treatment that ordinary judges should have. We can even receive wages, and we can even use judges' wages during this month.

Library, in this case it would be better to say that we have made a lot of money?"

"Well, anyway, we are the passive party now, let's take it one step at a time."

As he spoke, Karl straightened his collar and stood up.

"The time mentioned in the document is that we will meet the leader here on Saturday night this week. It seems that there is nothing wrong now and we can leave here."

Seeing Karl's movements, Cyril also immediately stood up:

"Well, it seems that there is nothing gained today, so you can go."

So the two of them returned the same way they came. When they passed the hall, they could still see the waiters playing cards. It looked like Donna had lost miserably.

Because it was still early, they also visited Westminster Abbey above their heads after leaving here, and played until evening before going home.
Chapter completed!