Standing in the warm hall, Ronald raised his left foot and scratched his right ankle.

He's a little bored—

No matter how Ronald guessed before, he didn't expect the people in the Investigation Bureau to see it so openly!

In the case of a shortage of manpower, my first job as a temporary worker.

It is a receptionist at the front desk......

Without any ambiguity, it is the front desk work of the Investigation Bureau building.

The girl who received Ronald on the first floor before, for the sake of his kind face, gave him half an hour of information at the front desk that night, and then put on his coat and went out on a mission.

By the way, the girl's name is Nicole Vader.

He was an investigator who joined the Bronwich Bureau of Investigation for one year and four months.

Although I don't know what school she was before joining the Bureau of Investigation, I heard that her current level is definitely not bad, and she can be regarded as the backbone of the Brenwich Bureau of Investigation.

And it's not Nicole's boasting.

It was Ms. Marpel of the Personnel Department of the Bureau of Investigation, the lady who had negotiated with Ronald before, who mentioned it in passing when introducing the job.

I worked on the post for a day.

Ronald only then understood why there was no follow-up to the train station.

In fact, on the day of the station's accident, a few seconds before the Bradshaw Railway Guide went viral, the city of Brenwich was suddenly enveloped by a spell of unknown origin and filled with divine aura.

Ronald and Patricia didn't notice it because they were dragged directly into a time spiral by the rampage's Guide to the Bradshaw Railway.

That force appeared for a short time, but it was definitely powerful.

There are one mystery side in the city, and even some powerful items with otherworldly elements.

They all felt the presence of that holy power.

As a result, at the same time as the power erupted, many locations in Brunwich were immediately led to major mystical questions.

The matter of the train station, naturally, is also included.

Many of Ronald's previous assumptions were in vain.

It's just a pity that his brand new coat, which only has cracked cuffs, is a bad thing, because Ronald was too careful and disposed of it early.

Except, of course, this official statement.

Ronald guessed to some extent what was going on in Brenwich.

It must have been someone who brought the original text into the city—

And get ready to make big news!

Even if the transcendent items on the ordinary mysterious side are activated, the "Bradshaw Railway Guide", which has been sleeping in the train station database for a long time, will never be directly caused by ordinary spells!

Follow the common sense that Ronald acquired.

At least the same level of strength can do this.

This winter, Brunwich doesn't look like it's going to be too quiet.

"And-"

Standing at the front desk, Ronald couldn't help but yawn.

Under the influence of spell items, the warm bed in the office building of the Investigation Bureau is like a bed warmed by cats, which has a pretty good sleep aid effect.

- Forget about being warm.

- It's ridiculous that there are still few things.

The personnel of the Investigation Bureau are basically on high-intensity field work, and at the end of the morning, the front desk is working for less than a quarter of an hour.

It's easier than a clock checker at a train station.

Yourself in another world......

You won't be destined to be a paycheck thief, will you?

Aimlessly divergent in his thinking, Ronald can actually understand the helplessness of the Bureau of Investigation.

The front desk does not matter how important the work, and someone naturally comes to make do with it.

But in this kind of city-wide disturbance, it has exceeded the normal capacity of the Investigation Bureau.

The usual idle staff at the front desk must also be put on the field.

Ordinary units in the private sector can find temporary workers at such times.

However, due to the rigid requirements of information control, the mysterious side must not be able to find a few ordinary people to come over to take up the post.

At this time, Ronald is such an 'easy to control' mysterious side person.

Naturally, it has become the best target for the investigation bureau to be arrested.

The money is in place, and the people on the mysterious side basically don't have too many complaints.

Finding a job is a very simple thing for them.

Wow -

Suddenly, Ronald heard the hurried sound of the soles of his crusty shoes stepping on a plank.

Looking towards the stairs, a pair of slender thighs with long boots came down from the second floor, and their steps were as anxious as if they were rushing to be reincarnated.

- It's Ms. Marpel.

When the head of the personnel department saw Ronald, he didn't even go to the front desk, and shouted loudly from afar:

"Hey, Ronald."

"Your stuff has been approved, come here!"

Without waiting for Ronald to reply, Marpel turned around and walked to the back of the first floor.

“......”

"Wait for me!"

Standing at the front desk stunned, Ronald shouted loudly and chased after him.

————

Following Ms. Marpel, Ronald went around to the back of the first floor, and together the two of them went into a storeroom.

And then in the corner of the storeroom.

Marpel didn't know what he was tossing in the corner, and the bricks that had been empty suddenly regrouped, and a slanted downward entrance to the cellar suddenly appeared there.

With a 'click', Marpel ripped open the cellar entrance and ran down with a.

It took two breaths before a voice came from below:

"Ronald, keep up?"

“......”

Ronald was a little speechless, but he followed.

When he walked down, he realized that this cellar was very different.

There wasn't any oil or electric lighting to illuminate it, but a green pyroxene was inlaid in the center of the ceiling. A bleak green glow emanated from the stone, adding to the gloom and horror that overflowed the entire basement.

Even around the basement, thick metal plates enclose the entire space. In addition to the central table, all that was left of the room was a chain of boxes and sealed shelves.

Shoot a horror movie in a place like this and you don't need a set to get started!

In Ronald's field of vision, Miss Marpel was standing in front of a shelf, having just opened a drawer with a key.

He saw it clearly.

Marpel pulled out a photo album from it, and then skillfully pulled out a page-sized photograph.

Smack-

Closing the album, Ms. Marpel walked to the table and took out a small wooden box from her pocket and threw it to Ronald:

"Come on, I'll give you the mark of the school you joined."

"Okay."

Catching the wooden box thrown by the other party, Ronald opened it with one hand.

Inside was a metal pendant with intricate patterns carved into it, but in the center of the lines, a string of instantly recognizable globes was engraved on it.

——[Volume 11, Page 260, Item 6]

Ronald asked curiously:

"This is the bureau's school mark?"

"That's right."

Ms. Marpel nodded in acknowledgement, and then carefully laid the photo in her hand on the table.

"Come here, I'll pass on to you the knowledge of the school of new recruits in the Investigation Bureau."