There was a dull rumbling sound and an unspeakable unpleasant stench filled the air.

Buck Horn's remaining consciousness made him realize that he was probably in a sewer in Dongting City.

"Why in the sewer?"

Such a question came to his mind, and then some memories began to appear.

He was investigating the case of missing homeless people in Blackstone District, and then he accidentally discovered a boy as thin as a bamboo pole who bought several silver "luxury items" in one go.

He was suspicious of the young man, so he followed him secretly.

The young man turned into a narrow and dirty alley, and he dared to follow it.

Then there was a pain on the back of his head, and he lost consciousness.

"Did this boy knock me out and then throw me into the sewer?"

"Why did he attack me? Is it because of a guilty conscience or because..."

Buck Horn was silently thinking and analyzing when he was interrupted by a faint smell of blood.

The smell of blood in the sewers is not unusual, especially in a chaotic slum like Blackstone.

Bodies caused by gang conflicts, seriously ill bodies that were not treated, and bodies that froze to death and starved to death, etc. These undisposed bodies are almost always thrown into the sewers.

"boom--"

Suddenly, a short and urgent sound came from a certain direction in the sewer.

Buck Horn's scalp suddenly went numb. If it weren't for the fact that his body was still unable to move at this time, he would definitely jump up from the ground.

Because this short and rapid sound made him startled and frightened.

What surprised me was that it was the sound of muskets.

As an ordinary peace officer of the Public Security Department, he had the honor to see it once. That time, he saw with his own eyes a night knight of the Kingdom's Night Knights killing an unclean person with a musket.

What scares me is why there is the sound of muskets in the sewers. Could it be that there are night knights fighting the unclean ones here?!

Buck Horn did not dare to think too much. Whether it was the Night Knight or the Unclean One, they were all unimaginable existences for him, an ordinary peace officer.

I would like to ask, how can an ordinary person grow fangs and claws in an instant, and how can an ordinary person suddenly shoot a fireball?

"boom--"

There was another gunshot, a little louder, and some suspicious roars could even be heard.

"They seem to be moving this way..."

…

"Translate Lane's regular matrix along the lateral direction..."

"The Whitman effect can be amplified or reduced through Baron Untruth's opposite-sex skin loosening technique..."

After finishing today's study, Jiangxi Lin sat down at his desk and began his tireless "translation" work.

Now he has basically determined that the contents on these pages are all about arcane magic circles. They should be randomly torn from a book. The contents are not coherent. In addition, Jiangxi Lin does not have any arcane magic at all.

I can't even learn the basics, so I can't understand it at all.

"You can find some books on the basics of arcane magic, preferably about arcane magic arrays."

Jiang Xilin thought about it secretly, but he didn't have the slightest clue.

After picking his nose, Jiang Xilin put down his dip pen, stood up and stretched his muscles, then sat down and continued "translating".

…

…

The peaceful days passed in a blur.

Jiangxi Lin was attacked by the West Roc Society a few nights ago, so he has been keeping a low profile at home these days.

During the day, I would sit around translating and try to see if I could parse out some of the knowledge. At night, I would study grammar with the landlady and her lovely daughter.

Because as soon as he closes his eyes and lets his thoughts go, inexplicable murmurs will appear in his ears, so Jiang Xilin has not slept once since he came to this world.

The landlady once told him with great concern that he had serious dark circles under his eyes. In fact, Jiang Xilin himself knew very well, but he just couldn't sleep. What could be done?

Just think of it as smoky makeup! Jiangxi Lin Xindao.

His mentality is relatively optimistic, because even though he hasn't slept for so long and the dark circles under his eyes are as serious as those of a panda, his health is not serious and he can still eat and drink every day. He is not afraid of the cold and is in good spirits.

Early that morning, Jiang Xilin completed the second proofreading of more than ten pages of paper. When he put down his dip pen and prepared to go to the kitchen to make himself some breakfast, there was a sudden knock on the door.

Stopping somewhat suspiciously, Jiang Xilin turned his head in the direction of the door and asked loudly,

"Who is it so early?"

"It's me, Reva Canter."

Reva Lante was the lame veteran who lived on the same floor as Jiangxi Lin and shot and saved him a few nights ago.

He found out the name while chatting with the landlady during a break in her class.

There is also information about his former military unit, a sergeant of the Iron Eagle of the Kingdom's Third Legion.

Jiang Xilin quickly put away the things on the living room table, then patted his face, yawned, pretended not to wake up, walked over and opened the door, and stood at the door, wearing a gray cotton suit.

The retired soldier with his coat and straight waist said enthusiastically,

"Mr. Kanter, please come in soon. Have you finished your meal? I'm about to do it."

"not yet."

Reva Kanter does not seem to be a person who is good at interpersonal communication, and he has no intention of entering the Jiangxi Forest House for the time being.

"I'm here to express my gratitude to you this time. Thank you for the information you provided that night, which allowed us to destroy the Citro Science Society, an organization that illegally conducts human experiments, in one fell swoop."

Jiangxi Lin:……

So, is our money bag just torn apart by Ning people?

Just tear it up and forget it. Anyway, they sent people to mess with you first. Even if you don't get ripped off, it will be difficult to get money from them.

"That's great."

Jiang Xilin had a happy smile on his face.

"I came to see you today because I wanted to ask you if you are interested in doing something for us?"

"Uh... who are you?"

"Knights of the Kingdom."

The Kingdom's Night Knights, as famous as the Divine Court's Fighting Priests, are extraordinary organizations that specialize in fighting the unclean and heretics.

Jiang Xilin originally wanted to refuse, but when his eyes turned to the other party's waist, although it was covered by the gray cotton coat, he could still see the slight outline of the revolver's handle.

Therefore, Jiangxi Lin Mo has no choice.

"Is there a formal establishment?"

Since you can't choose, then pursue it in the direction of maximizing interests.

Reva Kanter shook his head slightly,

"No, we are only looking for you because you had a brief encounter with the Citro Science Society, that's all."

"Then...what if I refuse to do things for you?"

"You will be jailed for human trafficking."

Jiangxi Lin Wuyu complained, this is a typical thought of "those who follow me will prosper, and those who go against me will perish".

Feudalism, no human rights.

"All right."

Facing the cruel reality, Jiang Xilin could only accept it.

"You will be paid a gold shield every month, of course, provided you are still alive."

Reva Kanter remained expressionless.

Jiang Xilin rolled his eyes and completely gave up the idea of ​​inviting him to sit in the room and giving him some breakfast.
Chapter completed!