Chapter 18 The Missing Book (Thanks to Inaba, Xiaolu Youran, and the Three Leaders of Past World Butterfly Master_Xia)

How do extraordinary people fight each other?

After observing the [Light Bearer], Lin En had a vague estimate in his heart.

The specific fighting methods may vary depending on the extraordinary profession, but such processes as collecting enemy information, formulating combat plans, team division of labor, estimating unexpected situations, and defining combat boundaries are already very proficient. I don’t know whether this is the habit of the [Light Bearer] branch or the textbook hunting process of the extraordinary people in this world. Lin En thinks that this model is already the prototype of the military combat process before the lighthouse.

The fate of the client...

Well, Lin En thinks it should be quite unpleasant. He swears on the exoskeleton device on Ye Funi and the steam rifle that Mr. Bill took out of the wooden box.

The extraordinary people who believe in [Forged Molten Heart] have a far greater control over mechanical creations than others, and there seems to be some mysterious connection between the two.

In order to avoid being involved in the battle, Lin En was very obedient and followed the arrangement to stay a whole street away from the battle site.

Compared to the fear of death, the regret of not being able to witness the fight of the Beyonders can be completely ignored. Apart from other things, Lin En did not feel that he had not received any training at all. As a half-Sequence 9, he was able to overcome the dual difficulties from psychology and body and participate in the fight without changing his face, and even performed beyond his normal level.

Those who can do this are all the good luck and will of the chosen ones.

Bang! !

Lin En heard the thunder-like explosion of the rifle. The sudden thunderous sound made the fish in the water tank of the nearby fish stall jump up together, splashing a series of water pearls.

The people in the fish market behaved no better than the fish. Some people hugged their heads and fled, some people only cared about their heads and ignored their buttocks, and some people took out their self-defense weapons to be vigilant. For a moment, Lin En saw all the people in the fish market. Compared with these people, he was just trembling with fear, which was definitely calm and unhurried.

After the gunshots, several rhythmic explosions followed.

If it weren't for Bill's rifle, an African elephant would have been knocked down with so many shots, but Bill's shooting skills were unlikely to be terrible, and the rhythmic sound of the gunshots, like a musical instrument, explained everything. What's more, there was the presence of Ye Funi, the leader.

Lin En, who was nervous, clenched his fists unconsciously. He and the "Lightman" were now bound by interests.

If Ye Funi and the others got into trouble, his previous efforts would probably be greatly discounted, and there might even be twists and turns.

'You have to work hard! '

With dry lips, clenched fists, low breathing, and a tense body, the eager young Lin En was completely immersed in listening to the movement. The accelerated heartbeat caused by the tension seemed to be transmitted to the eardrum, and the flow of time slowed down a little between the heavy exhalation and inhalation.

Maybe after about a minute, Mr. Bill's originally rhythmic gunshots came to an abrupt end.

It's over!

From the time he entered the fish market and pointed out the area where the client was, to this moment, Lin En could feel that the violently fluctuating traction line snapped, and the blessing state given by Miss Atali seemed to have ended. Lin En was now completely in the dark about the specific situation of the client.

Success?

Lin En, who was standing in place and about to take a step forward, took it back abruptly. He was like a student anxiously waiting for the test results, and he had no idea what he would do after the test. The strong memory also brought overly strong and clear emotions. Lin En found that his fingertips were actually emitting moisture.

"Hey! Little sir, this is not the venue of the Harvest Festival. Are you standing here waiting for the float parade? Come here!"

Bill suddenly came out of the chaotic crowd and shouted to Lin En not far away. His clothes were as neat as before, without the slightest mess, only a little green mud was stained on his boots. The appearance of Mr. Squinting Eyes made Lin En, who was nervous and anxious, relax all over.

He adjusted the round collar of his shirt tied at his neck, and a relaxed smile appeared on his handsome face. He walked towards Bill with brisk steps, and walked faster and faster as if he had finally removed the shackles on his body, and the whole person regained safety and freedom.

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Calling Lin En over was certainly not for a celebration banquet, and it was even less likely to be for playing Gwent.

Ye Funi was handling the scene, and Lin En was taken into the small building of the fish market manager without even a chance to glance at him. The people inside looked at the Kingdom's first-class military steam rifle in Bill's hand and the badge of the [Suppression Bureau] that he showed, and they were very wise not to stop him at all.

"You still remember what the [Secret of Abundance] looks like, right?" Bill confirmed to Lin En.

"It's hard to forget it."

Lin En couldn't help but smile bitterly. How could he forget that damn papyrus book, the toilet paper that was too hard to wipe his butt, and the harmful and deadly garbage. To be exaggerated, he remembered clearly how many holes were bitten by insects on the cover of the book.

"It seems that you also know how dangerous this thing is to those who understand it. What we need to do now is to find this potential danger."

"Yes, sir." Lin En roughly understood that the client was beaten to death because of violent resistance to the law.

"This is the room, come, follow me in..."

Bill pushed open a small office at the corner of the second floor. The first impression Lin had of the environment inside was that it was messy. Messy pages of books were scattered all over the floor, dirty wine bottles were placed together with a few empty cans left over from eating, and coats were thrown around. However, the smell was within an acceptable range. Lin was sad for a moment. After being baptized by garbage dumps and farm animal pens, has his requirements for the environment now exceeded the lower limit to this extent?

Lin's nose twitched twice, and the body of the Black Grail Lady in his consciousness trembled, and a strange color flashed across his green eyes.

Here, there is a very thin residue of [Spring].

Compared to the [Spring] that he understood, this [Spring] was mixed with something else. Lin looked at Bill who didn't notice it and thought about it, but still didn't say much.

The office is not big, but there are many scattered pages. There are books piled up in drawers, on tables, and on the floor, and there are not many places to hide things. Lin En and Bill were both looking for the [Secret of Plenty], but most of the pages on the floor were account books and vulgar novels for the steward's work. Lin En commented on the steward's average taste and then focused on the search.

After a circle, Bill patted the stains on his gloves and turned to look at Lin En.

"No?"

"No." Lin En shook his head. Not to mention the [Secret of Plenty], he didn't see anything related to [Murlan Language] in the whole room. This person's annotations on the account were all in Albion.

Did they catch the wrong person?

Lin En had this idea for the first time, and at the same time, the ghostly picture of a book growing many legs and running away appeared in his mind again. Bill bit his lip. They really hadn't thought about the situation where the person was caught but the book was not found. He pulled the chair casually, and the slight difference in the feel made his eyes fall down on a twisted and deformed ring.

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