After a makeshift lunch, Annick carefully loaded the stolen safe onto the carriage, and then drove the carriage toward Gonia District.

"It's a little unstable sitting on this thing."

After all, it took four people one night, but Annick still put the safe under his butt, although it looked funny.

It took about half an hour to arrive in front of the building of the Special Operations Office in Gonia District. Annick stopped the carriage, grabbed the safe and jumped out of the carriage.

"Is Counselor Spencer here?"

Since he had changed into a black uniform, there was no need for a level this time. Annick directly greeted the front desk and asked.

"Yes, Mr. Annick, are you giving the safe to take away all our funds?"

Since he had come to ask for funds many times, the front desk was quite familiar with him, so he joked when he saw his appearance.

"How much can be stored in such a big cabinet? You don't have the funds to store it in a big warehouse."

"There are not that many, but they are all saying that if you come here once a day, even if we have a gold mountain, you will take it all."

Who is hacking me? Forget it, don’t care. After Annick waved goodbye, he walked down the stairs towards the underground.

"Good afternoon, Mr. Stone."

Stone, the little giant with three arms, slowly raised his head, and after seeing Annick's figure, he gave way to the passage.

"I didn't expect that in less than two months, your strength would increase again, which would make me want to try drawing a sword with my third hand."

Looking at Stone's giant sword as big as a door panel, Annick thought to himself: I don't want to try a fight with you. Judging from your usual dazed look, you might look like a madman when you pull out the sword.

"No, you also know that I am from a civilian background. If I want to strengthen my close combat skills in the future, I will come to you again."

"Okay, you can come to the consultant. If nothing else happens, he should be here."

"good."

Basement one, outside Spencer's office.

"Let me go, what does this smell like?"

From a distance, Annick could smell the nauseating smell.

Ammonia? This is the first reaction to the smell of a toilet that hasn't been cleaned for many years.

Annick had to pinch his nose and shouted loudly outside the door: "Mr. Spencer, what are you doing? This smell is killing people."

"Ah, didn't I tell you not to disturb me recently?"

Spencer cursed and opened the door, only to see that he was wearing a leather beak mask and a pair of red eyes hidden behind a glass cover.

When the door opened, a puff of white smoke came out. Not only was it smoky, but Annick felt his eyes were being stung.

"Ahem, cough, cough, Mr. Spencer, what are you researching in your room, biological and chemical weapons?"

Seeing Anike who was crying continuously, Spencer hurriedly returned to the house. After a popping sound was heard, the white mist gradually dissipated.

Annick entered the house, and Spencer stood in front of a silver box and said, "Hey, why are you here."

"This is big news."

Seeing Annick patting the safe, Spencer asked strangely, "This broken iron lump?"

"Yes, by the way, Mr. Spencer, what the hell are you doing?"

When Spencer heard this, he took off his mask and said triumphantly: "The new holy object, the biochemical poison balloon. You have also seen its effect. The non-lethal damage is very strong."

"No, I think this thing is very lethal."

"Yeah, then I'll think about how to increase its power, how about combining it with flash and wind runes."

"That feels like a real bomb. By the way, is Lord Sombra here?"

Spencer pressed his nose and said: "What do you want to do with the smelly old man?"

Annick opened the safe, took out Cobrain's letter, and then said: "There was someone in the North District who was suspected of forgery, and then a murder case occurred. By the way, one of the murderers may be a witch. The cases involved are so wide that I think my

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When Spencer heard about the witch, he instantly became interested and his eyes instantly brightened.

"I'm afraid you can't control yourself when you see the witch, but what's the fake gold that makes the witch and the others willing to participate in it?"

Annick shook his head and whispered: "They are more courageous than you think. They are making fake ancient paintings and fake gold pounds."

"What?"

Spencer was stunned when he heard this, and quickly confirmed and asked: "Are you sure?"

"I'm sure, then, this paper was stolen from the safe of an executive of a paint factory in the North District. Take a look."

As a manual expert, Spencer naturally understood the use of these things. He quickly glanced aside, and then took a breath.

"Let me go, how dare a paint factory do this?"

"Derby Pigments is only responsible for providing pigments and color-changing inks, and the person in charge is the Leiber family. In their Leiber ceramics factory, preparations for counterfeiting must be secretly being made at night, as expected."

Spencer looked confused and asked with confusion: "Is this Lebo family famous?"

I almost forgot that this guy is staying at home, and with his status as a vampire and his strength as a spiritual person, he really doesn't know about the Leibo family.

"Ahem, this Lebo family is a hereditary noble, one of the new rich in the North District. He also has the identity of being the current Eggsburg City Councilor."

After hearing Annick's explanation, Spencer came back to his senses.

"Oh, he's a congressman. No wonder you feel like you can't move. He must be protected by extraordinary beings. Do you want me to call out the old blackhead for you?"

"Please be sure, if such a big case is solved in my jurisdiction, it will naturally be a credit. If you let it go, my position as section chief will not be preserved."

When Spencer heard this, he didn't waste any time. He directly took out the white contact bead and put all his magic power into it.

"Snapped."

The contact bead couldn't hold its magic power and exploded into powder.

Annick looked at the contact bead in Spencer's hand and asked, "Is this? There's nothing wrong with it."

"No, the old blackhead said that the more urgent the matter, the more magic power I will input. When he sees that the contact bead on his side has exploded, he will probably rush back immediately."

In less than half a minute, a gust of wind blew open the door, and a black shadow floated out of the howling wind. The black shadow stopped on the ground and gradually transformed into a human form, and the strong wind gradually stopped.

"You'd better really have something important to do. You know, I was attending the regional supreme meeting. The contact beads in my pocket suddenly exploded, and I flew back without even attending the meeting."

The black shadow said coldly, staring at Spencer.

"Don't care about me, this kid did this."

Spencer gave up decisively and passed the blame to Annick.

"Oh, Section Chief Annick, how are you doing in Section 9? What do you want from me?"

Black Shadow's tone softened a lot, but Annick still said something with a guilty conscience.
Chapter completed!