Mystery: A Spark

"Cohen Li, you must be tired. Go back and rest first."

Cohen was somewhat stunned and said:

"Captain, but I'm not ready yet..."

“I said, you’re tired,” Dunn said, turning to look at him with an unquestionable tone.

"Uh...yes, I...I'm tired." Cohen returned to Blackthorn Security Company somewhat bewildered.

Judging from his expression, he was clearly a bit confused.

Dunn turned to look at Leonard and said:

"Since you're here, how about helping us with a mission?"

"Oh? That mission related to Mrs. Sharon?"

Leonard asked with a slight smile:

"Do we need to fight?"

“Perhaps,” Dunn replied.

"Hmm... but I didn't bring all my gear when I went out." Leonard stroked his chin, seemingly a little embarrassed.

“We’ll wait for you on Olsna Street. Come over when you’re ready,” Dunn said as he walked forward.

"Yes, Captain." Leonard watched Dunn and Klein leave, a smile appearing in his eyes.

On the way to Orsner Street, Dunn asked after a moment of silence:

"Klein, was your infiltration of Mrs. Sharon's mansion discreet enough?"

Klein thought for a moment and said:

"Although I thought I was careful enough when I infiltrated, it is possible that I unintentionally left some traces on my first mission like this."

Furthermore, as a member of a witch cult, Mrs. Sharon might possess some special abilities.

For example, extraordinary methods such as divination, or other magical abilities.

Dunn nodded and said:

"Hmm, that means Mrs. Sharon may have already realized that her house has been broken into."

“That’s possible,” Klein nodded.

"So, could it be that Mrs. Sharon has already set a trap in her house, just waiting for us to come knocking?"

Klein was stunned.

As Dunn walked quickly forward, he said:

“I have become a mid-sequence extraordinary being, and it is nighttime, while you have your own secrets and must have some hidden methods.”

"So, given our team composition just now, if we encounter a trap while capturing Mrs. Sharon, who do you think is most likely to get into trouble?"

"It's Cohenley." Klein gasped.

"So, Leonard actually came here specifically for this purpose. In that case, we really should thank Leonard. Otherwise, something unexpected might have happened tonight," Klein said with a sense of relief.

He hadn't expected Leonard, who always seemed so unserious, to be so reliable in a crucial moment. This made him realize that appearances can be deceiving.

Dunn nodded and said:

"Thanks are necessary, but not to Leonard, because from what I know of him, he's not that meticulous. The person we really need to thank is..."

It's Mr. Chariot... Klein suddenly realized.

Although Dunn did not specify who it was, Klein, who had experienced Old Neil's incident before, immediately understood the truth.

"I know that person probably didn't just come to do good deeds; he must have his own purpose."

"But he saved my teammates' lives, and in my heart, your lives are the most precious thing."

As he approached Olsner Street, Dunn gradually stopped.

He said gently:

"So, whatever his purpose may be, no matter how precious what he wants may be, I don't care."

Captain... Klein looked at Dunn's retreating figure, feeling a surge of emotion.

Leonard arrived shortly after the two of them reached Olsna Street.

Good heavens, this is your equipment? Klein was stunned when he saw the group of people who came with Leonard.

"Klein, let me introduce you. These three are members of the Mechanical Heart Squad."

The group greeted each other.

Then, a member of Mechanical Heart asked:

"What are our goals?"

Leonard gestured towards Mrs. Sharon's mansion in the distance and said:

"That's the house."

“Okay.” The three members of Mechanical Heart responded and then began assembling something that looked like an RPG.

Wow, good heavens, they're going to just bombard us with cannons? Klein couldn't help but be shocked by the Mechanical Heart's fighting style.

At this moment, Dunn spoke up:

“We need to make some adjustments. There are still some servants on the first floor of the house. They are all ordinary people. Mrs. Sharon is on the second floor.”

“No problem, we can adjust the output and target only the second floor.”

The members of Mechanical Heart hoisted the "RPG" and aimed it at the second floor of the house in the distance.

Then......

boom! ! !

The main structure of the second floor of the house, along with the roof, was blown away by this blast.

Chapter 85 Listening

Inside a detached house on Zotland Street on Monday.

"Arthur, what is this? It smells so strange." Arthas leaned closer to a small box and sniffed it gently with his black nose.

"Oh, this is a box of cigars." Arthur walked over and put the box of cigars into his pocket.

This is the box of cigars that Mr. Azik gave him. Apart from smoking one that time, Arthur has left the rest untouched.

Although the taste was alright, he didn't consider it a hobby.

Arthur planned to use this thing as a prop for holding cups in the future.

Someone like him who plays with fire is bound to be involved in all sorts of big events.

And at that time, he would put a cigar in his mouth.

Take a drag, then slowly exhale the smoke.

Yeah, it looks really stylish.

"What is a cigar?" Arthas asked, somewhat curiously.

"It's a luxury item, similar to alcohol, used to relax," Arthur said simply.

"Oh." Arthas immediately lost interest upon hearing that it was similar to wine.

When Arthur was in Backlund, he discovered a lot of fine wine stored in the cellar of the original owner's house.

So when Arthur arrived in Tingen, he brought a bottle with him, intending to drink some to relax in his spare time.

One day during a meal, Arthas, who had recently been promoted, saw him drinking and insisted on drinking too.

So Arthur simply poured some of it out.

After tasting the wine that one time, Arthas avoided it like the plague.

At noon, after lunch, Arthur carried Arthas back to the bedroom.

He changed into some loungewear, leaned against the headboard, took out a book on mysticism, and began his leisurely time of reading and petting his dog.

Arthas lay lazily in Arthur's arms, occasionally turning over and licking Arthur's hand, appearing quite relaxed.

Seeing its lazy appearance, Arthur couldn't help but pinch its ear and say:

"You little brat, you won't do your studying, when will you ever finish digesting this apprentice potion?"

Arthas flicked his tail and remained silent.

Seeing this, Arthur shook his head helplessly.

This little thing has made up its mind to be a lazy dog, and no matter how he tried to reason with it, it completely ignored him.

In his previous life, Arthur had always kept pets virtually. Even if he did keep one, he probably wouldn't know how to make it easy for the pet to learn, so he was helpless in this situation.

Of course, he is currently acting quite steadily and has not encountered any crises, so he is not in a hurry for Arthas's promotion.

However, the fact that the originally well-behaved and adorable little pet had become so lazy, and the fact that Fors was so lazy in the original work, made Arthur wonder if the potions in the apprenticeship path had the side effect of making people lazy.

Otherwise, why didn't Susie and the owl, who went through the audience route, experience the same thing as Arthas?

Speaking of Susie, a strange thought suddenly came to Arthur's mind.

“Little guy, did you know? Actually, among the people I know, there are other people who also own an extraordinary dog. Would you like to make a friend?” Arthur tugged at Arthas’s little ear and said to it in a seductive tone.

Arthas's ears twitched, and he turned over to look at Arthur curiously, asking:

Are there any other extraordinary dogs?

“Yes, and she’s a very beautiful golden retriever, a real lady.” Arthur picked up the puppy and let it sit on his belly.

Then, he sighed with feigned regret and said:

"However, my friend's family is quite wealthy and powerful, so the owner of that golden retriever has very high standards when it comes to choosing a golden retriever companion."

Arthas tilted his head, asking with some confusion:

How tall is it?