Chapter 4 - 4

Chapter 31 The Beginning of the Story (Supplement on April 29)Title of the Book:Secret: The Story Hidden Under DestinyAuthor: Little Fish Listening to the RainChapter word count: 2289 wordsUpdate time: 2023-05-03 12:16:10

After Grellint finished praying to the goddess of night, the power of ritual magic descended on the brass mirror that Grellint had prepared, and the mirror began to show the picture of the house upstairs. According to Grellint's prayer to the goddess, this picture should have started three days ago.

Three days ago, Friday, April 17th.

The little boy was dressed the same as when Greylint met him, with a flat forehead and ordinary features. His hair was slightly long and messy, and it must have not been washed for a while. He wore a tattered black hat on top, which he wore very casually, as if it might fall off at any time.

She was wearing a brown adult coat that almost reached her heels. Her sleeves were rolled up, revealing almost half of her arms. She was also wearing a pair of high-heeled leather shoes.

This child likes to put his hands in his trouser pockets, pretending to be a little adult, but he looks very sloppy.

At this moment, he came in from the door, and with him came a barefoot little boy. The child's feet were covered with mud and dirt, and looked like they were covered with a layer of black gelatin. He had a handsome face, short golden hair, and brown eyes full of innocence. He gave a completely different feeling from the boy who entered earlier.

The dark blue jacket was not fitted and seemed a little big, but it was a child's piece of clothing, but it seemed to have been worn for a long time and was paired with a small brown round hat.

As soon as they came in, they were noticed by the old man in the room, a skinny old man with messy white hair, who was sewing clothes with his hands.

"Jack, why are you back at this hour? And who is that little boy behind you?"

Although there was no sound in the images that Greylint saw through the mirror, the potion gave him extremely high observation skills. He could easily infer the words of the people in the picture by observing their lip movements.

"Fagin, the boy I saw by the market in Portobeck Street, walked alone in seven days from a town I had never heard of."

"I have no relatives in Backlund."

The little boy, or rather Jack, answered the old man, Fagin's question. From his expression when he answered, Glerant could tell that he did not really respect the old man and wondered what the relationship between them was.

"By the way, what's your name?"

Jack turned to the little boy and asked,

"Oliver. Oliver Twister."

The boy behind him answered, looking a little nervous. This is normal when you first come to a new environment.

Fagin nodded, and went on with his work without further comment. It looked as if this was not the first time this had happened.

Jack took Oliver into the house, found a robe from the closet next to the old man, handed it to him, and pointed him in the direction to wash it.

In the evening, one by one the boys returned to the house, and at dinner Jack introduced Oliver to everyone, while each of them introduced themselves.

Greylint didn't care too much about these. He was a little curious now. From Oliver's expression, it seemed that he liked this place. He just didn't know whether he knew that this was a thieves' organization.

After dinner, Oliver and the boys went to a bedroom where there was a bed made of several wooden boards. To be precise, it couldn't be called a bed. It was just a frame with wooden boards on it and a patchwork sheet.

Jack took Oliver to the bed and handed him a blanket... There was no lighting at night, so they all chose to go to bed early.

Grellant could see that the boy named Jack seemed to be a leader among the children. Except for Oliver who had just arrived, the children seemed to be accustomed to this kind of life.

In Backlund, known as the center of the world and the capital of all cities, there are such children. Even in his previous life, Grallint had only seen them online, and they were stories from earlier years.

The next day, early in the morning, the little boys got up one after another, packed up their things and left the house.

When Oliver woke up, there was no one around. He walked out of the room and saw Fagin still sitting in the same place as he had seen him yesterday, sewing clothes with his hands.

Seeing Oliver taking care of it, Fagin pointed to the food prepared on the table.

Oliver did not go to the dining table. He stood there, hesitating for a long time before he spoke cautiously.

"Where are Jack and the others?"

"They are out working. We rely on them for food here."

The old man didn't even raise his head, he just glanced at Oliver and said with a stiff expression.

Oliver stopped talking. He walked silently to the dining table and ate the food that had been prepared in advance.

A cup of unknown paste-like liquid and a piece of bread, this was Oliver's breakfast.

After Oliver finished his breakfast, Fagin did not agree to let him go out. The old man mended clothes all day, and the little boy sat beside him and watched all day...

Today, the little boy named Jack came back early in the afternoon and told Fagin that he was caught by the real owner when he was stealing. He said that the man was wearing a black coat and a black high felt hat with the brim pushed down. He looked around on the street and must be a foreigner who didn't dare to show his face. He was probably a suspect who didn't dare to call the police.

"???"

Grellint's mind was full of question marks. I was clearly dressed like a detective in the movies, so how did I become an outsider suspect?

At night, the little boys came back one after another and handed over the stolen things to the old man. Because of the perspective, Grellant noticed that these children would also put away some of the stolen things, just like the little boy named Pal, when he took out the stolen things from his arms, Grellant saw that he had a silver ring in his pocket and did not hand it in. There was also the little adult named Jack, who hid a silk scarf. These boys hid something more or less.

Afterwards, they took out the food, whether it was bought or stolen, and gathered at the table to share the day's harvest and divide the food everyone brought back. Little Oliver had not eaten lunch and seemed particularly hungry, so he ate much faster than the other children.

At the suggestion of old man Fagin, the little boys showed Oliver their stealing skills. For example, the boy named Pal asked Jack for the time, and then accidentally bumped into Jack, attracting the target's attention. Thomas took the opportunity to reach out and take out the pocket watch in the target's pocket.

There are also those who are alone, who come into contact with the target by "accident" and steal things from the target's pocket.

Grellint watched the skills of these little boys in full. For most ordinary people, they would not notice it on the spot. By the time they found out, these children would have run far away, unless they were noticed by passers-by while stealing.

That night, Oliver said he had learned these methods. So, Fagin played the role of the target, and Grallint watched Oliver skillfully steal the pocket watch, scarf and wallet from the old man, with an innocent look in his eyes.

On the third day, Oliver was woken up by Jack, and Fagin gave Oliver a pair of leather shoes. There was no breakfast on the table, and the group of little boys left one after another, and Oliver followed them.

In the afternoon, Jack and the boy named Pal brought Oliver back. After looking at the old man and saying nothing, the two boys turned around and left.

The old man pulled Oliver up, dragged him up to the attic and locked the door.

In the evening, when the little boys came back, no one cared that there was one less child at the table...Chapter 32 Stone (May 2nd supplement)Title of the Book:Secret: The Story Hidden Under DestinyAuthor: Little Fish Listening to the RainChapter word count: 2360 wordsUpdate time: 2023-05-03 22:01:04

The scene ends, and Grallint becomes very interested in the little boy named Oliver.

Grellint felt that this story and this name were very similar to the movie "Oliver Twist" he had seen in his previous life.

I wonder if this little boy can have a good ending like the protagonist of the movie.

For a moment, Grellint didn't know what to do. According to his plan, he should report this den to the police and get rid of it, although Grellint always thought that he was not a good person.

But now he was afraid, afraid that it would change Oliver's originally good ending and change his life.

Unable to make up his mind, Greylint cleaned up the scene, restored the house to the state that no one had been there, and quietly left.

On the way back, he deliberately changed a route to stay away from the street where the problem occurred. At present, he still couldn't figure out the specific reason why he entered that street.

But he knew one thing: this was a world full of extraordinary existence, and curiosity would kill the cat.

Compared to the time when he went there, Greylint quickened his pace on the way back. It was already late at night, and many street lights were off. He reached out and touched the revolver under his left armpit. He let go of his fear and sped up to his home.

At a street corner, Grellint ran into the man who had been drinking alone before, but neither of them spoke and just passed each other.

As he got closer, Grellint noticed that his clothes looked a little unnatural, a little too big, as if he had worn someone else's clothes.

…

Grellint returned to his home, removed the illusion in the house, changed his clothes, and lay down on the bed.

He was a little sleepless, not knowing what to do next. If it was really like the plot of Oliver Twist, then his reporting of the gang would inevitably lead to Oliver not meeting the kind gentleman. But this was not the world of that movie. Oliver had not yet become like the other kids, accustomed to a life of stealing...

To no avail, Grellint fell asleep while thinking...

The next day, Grellint decided to keep the organization going, keep paying attention, and report to the police if anything went wrong.

Of course, he won't just focus on this one thing. For example, he now reads the newspaper every day to see if there is anything new that interests him.

Compared to newspapers like the Tussock Newspaper and the Backlund Daily Newspaper, which covered events throughout the Loen Kingdom, Grellint actually liked reading tabloids like the Backlund Post, which almost only reported local news in Backlund, because most of the things reported in these newspapers only happened in Backlund.

For example, in today's issue of the Backlund Post, it was mentioned that a strange phenomenon had occurred in the East District of Backlund. Recently, in front of police stations on many streets in the East District, wanted criminals would be knocked unconscious, tied up, and placed in front of the police stations late at night.

According to the reporter's investigation of the arrested criminals, it was determined that it was the same person who did it, and it can be concluded that a mysterious hero appeared in the East District of Backlund.

Regarding this incident, police from various streets in the East District condemned this behavior, pointing out that this person did not have the right to enforce the law and was committing violence. He should stop this behavior and go to the police station to accept punishment.

Our reporter Wright will continue to report on this matter.

Very interesting, a hero of justice? I wonder if he is a Beyonder.

Grellant became quite interested in this matter. Considering that this righteous hero was fighting criminals, Grellant thought that he should not be a crazy person and there would be no danger to his life if he investigated it.

Of course, this has to wait until night time.

As for today's daytime, since there is no banquet, of course we should find a chance to sleep and prepare for the adventure in the evening.

Thinking of this, Greylint took out the Backlund map he had seen before, circled the street in Bells that had problems yesterday, and marked the reason.

In order to prevent himself from forgetting that day and accidentally stepping into that street again, he understood this truth when he was in school: a good memory is not as good as a bad pen.

Should I tell Professor Steve about this? This thought flashed through Gregant's mind. After thinking for a moment, he gave up the idea. It is best to stay away from such unknown things.

Grellant stood up and planned to find an excuse to go back to the bedroom. At this time, his spirit was warning him. Grellant couldn't help but be alert. Was it the real owner of the mysterious street who came to visit him?

An illusory door suddenly appeared on the wall opposite the desk, and Miss Fors, wearing a long skirt and slightly curly brown hair, came out of the door. Grallint breathed a sigh of relief, and his tense right hand also relaxed.

"Ms. Fors, every time I see your mysterious extraordinary ability, I envy you."

"Lord Glint, please allow me to meet you in this presumptuous way."

"I welcome Miss Fors very much. Miss Fors always brings me some good things every time she comes."

After Grellint finished speaking, he noticed that Miss Fors's expression had slightly changed. He immediately realized that Miss Fors was not here to give him anything.

Ever since meeting Fors, a wild Beyonder, Glint had asked Fors to collect many things, such as Roselle's notes, Beyonder materials, and Beyonder items with small side effects. Therefore, Glint instinctively thought that Miss Fors was here to give him something.

Although he has no money to pay now, he can borrow from Audrey, so that he will never be burdened by too much debt.

Miss Fors seemed to be hesitating, and Glint waited quietly. After a while, Miss Fors bit her white teeth and stretched out her left hand.

Grellint noticed the bracelet on her hand. There were three dark green stones on the silver bracelet. The stones were extremely rough, and the surface looked uneven as if it had been burned by flames.

It was a bit ugly, and Fors felt weird wearing it. In Grallint's eyes, Fors was also considered a beauty. In her previous life, she was a beautiful writer. Wearing such a bracelet simply ruined her image.

Of course, Greylint also realized that this bracelet must be special. In addition, Fors was an extraordinary person, so it was almost certain that this was an extraordinary item.

Miss Forth took a stone from her bracelet and handed it to Grallint.

"Grelint, I wonder if you know anything about the spirit world."

"Of course, Miss Fors, I have a deep understanding of the world of mysticism, so I naturally know about the spirit world."

"This stone allows you to enter the spirit world for a short period of time and travel through it. In times of crisis, it can help you escape."

Entering the spirit world, Grellant remembered that when Professor Steve taught him to summon a messenger, he seemed to have used the spirit world shuttle to take him to the island on the sea. Grellant has always been envious of this ability.

"Ms. Fors, I am very interested in this item. Please tell me your price."

"Lord Greylint, you should be able to guess that this is a disposable item, but it can enter the spirit world and has the ability to save lives."

"Extraordinary items like this are not cheap, and they are rarely traded underground. I believe you can see that this is my personal item."

Graylin nodded, and Fors continued.

"Lord Glint, I will not hide it from you. I am short of money. In addition, my observation of you over this period of time has made Xio and I feel that you are a trustworthy person."

It's because I am just an ordinary person in your eyes. You have no contact with other extraordinary people, so the price you gave me is high...Grelint has always been self-aware.

"This kind of thing is usually worth more than a thousand pounds. I'll charge one thousand pounds for this stone."Chapter 33 East DistrictTitle of the Book:Secret: The Story Hidden Under DestinyAuthor: Little Fish Listening to the RainChapter word count: 2188 wordsUpdate time: 2023-05-05 00:43:06

This price is almost as high as that of Grallant's detective potion. But after what happened last night, Grallant really wants something to save his life.

Having cooperated with Miss Fors more than once or twice, Greylint has a certain understanding of this lady. Her items will be slightly higher than the actual price, estimated to be around 10%, but the quality of the items themselves is still guaranteed.

After all, Greylint and she are just partners, so it's normal for the price to be a little higher.

"Of course, Miss Furth, I am confident about what you provide."

Grallant took out the gold pounds he had borrowed from Audrey yesterday to attend the party, counted out a thousand pounds and handed them to Miss Fors. Then he glanced at the remaining few bills and thought about whether he should look for Audrey again.

Miss Firth took the banknotes handed to her by Glint and put them into her pocket without counting them. The two had worked together many times and knew each other well.

"Grelint, the way to use it is to say the word 'door' in Hermetic."

"After that you will enter the spirit world. Just run in one direction."

"Remember, any extraordinary item has side effects. This extraordinary item will make you hear some strange whispers after using it, especially on a full moon night."

"Ms. Fors, I understand. I won't use it unless my life is in danger."

Greylint nodded solemnly. The more powerful the ability, the greater the side effects. Professor Steve also emphasized this point.

Miss Fors bowed slightly to Glint and left the room. Glint found a piece of rope and carried the stone in his hand like Miss Fors did.

Then, according to the previous plan, he found an excuse and returned to the bedroom.

At night, the same operation was performed. Grellint set up the ritual magic in the room and left quietly.

He took a new route to Cherwood, and looked at the thieves' base at the deepest part of the townhouse on the left side of Camden Street, and found that the little boy Oliver was still imprisoned in the attic.

Grellint decided to look somewhere else. He remembered the report he saw this morning and decided to try his luck in the East District to see if he could find the hero of the East District.

The Cherwood District was not far from the East District, and it didn't take Greylint long to get there.

As the most populous area in Backlund, according to the reports that Greylint had read before, the population of the East District seemed to have exceeded 1.3 million.

At the same time, this is also an area where poor people gather. The living environment of most people is like the dormitory of Grellint's previous company. There may be 8 to 10 people in a room, and the mobility of people is extremely high.

It is extremely difficult for the police in the East District to count the people in every household, which leads to most criminals choosing such places as their hiding places.

At the same time, it is precisely because it is difficult to uniformly manage people that the crime rate in the area has soared.

The East District and the Backlund Bridge area are where the poor gather and are also the areas with the highest crime rates in Backlund.

The East District was the most populous region in Backlund. In fact, its area was also one of the largest in Backlund.

In such a large area, with more than thirty main roads and various streets, it is almost impossible to find someone.

Of course, this is only for ordinary people, and extraordinary people can naturally use supernatural methods. But according to Grellant's previous inference, this East District hero is most likely a Extraordinary, and it is unknown whether his sequence is higher than Grellant.

Once it exceeds the sequence of Grellint, Grellint's ritual magic will be greatly disturbed.

Of course, if this happens, Greylint will naturally give up the investigation.

East District, Diagora Square, this is a famous place in the East District. It used to be a factory, but was later acquired by the famous philanthropist Mr. Diagora, who invested in transforming it into a square.

Of course, it attracted a lot of criticism at the time, who thought it would be better to build houses to provide more housing for the poor. But it eventually became the most famous place in the East District and a place for the poor to relieve their stress.

According to reports that Glellint had seen previously, the crime rate in the East End was statistically reduced after the square was built.

Grallint arrived at Diagraga Square. Unlike other areas in Backlund, except for the main roads, there were no street lights on the streets in the East District, and the crime rate here was much higher than other areas in Backlund.

Although it was just getting dark, there were almost no people here and the square looked empty.

Grellant stood in the center of the square and looked at the main roads extending from the square. Under the dim street lights, the empty streets seemed to have no difference. So he randomly chose a street, Crawford Street.

At this time, Greylint had a feeling that he had chosen the wrong major and sequence. If he had chosen a sequence like Fortune Teller or Peeping Secrets, he could use divination to get some clues from the spirit world.

Unfortunately, although the reader sequence is good at using various ritual magic, it is actually a very rational extraordinary sequence. Professor Steve defines the reader sequence as learning, mastering, and using.

However, divination rituals have many uncertainties in themselves, and it is impossible to master them, so naturally they cannot be used. Of course, it does not mean that after becoming a reader, Greylint cannot use divination. Theoretically, all extraordinary people of all sequences can use ritual magic and divination. It's just that some sequences are extremely troublesome to use, and they can't achieve the desired effect.

For example, readers like Grellint use divination, and audiences like Audrey use ritual magic...

Walking on Crawford Street, Grallant looked around, trying to find some traces.

The shops on both sides were closed, and most of the houses above had no lights on. Only a few windows had flickering lights.

Without any clues, Greylint shook his head helplessly. Compared with some extraordinary people who are good at divination, if he wants to find a person, he must first find the clues he left behind, and then he can use ritual magic to find other traces from the spirit world.

I walked through several streets but still found no clues. This was not a solution so I had to choose the dumbest method.

Find a police station on the same street, wait outside the door and see if you can run into them.

In the East District, there are more than thirty main roads, and basically each main road has a corresponding police station, which means that the probability of encountering Greylint is less than one in thirty.

Thinking about his experience of drawing cards in his previous life, Greylint felt that there was no hope today.

So he didn't choose carefully. At this moment, he was closest to Leicester Street. After looking at the road signs on the street, he went directly to the police station on Leicester Street.

As soon as he arrived at the police station, Greylint had a vague feeling that he was being watched. He turned on his psychic vision, looked around, and found something strange near a wall opposite the police station.

There was someone there, Grellant soon realized. Just as he was still wondering who that person was, a strange voice came from the corner.

"Don't stand outside the police station, it will cause the hero to choose another police station."Chapter 34 ReporterTitle of the Book:Secret: The Story Hidden Under DestinyAuthor: Little Fish Listening to the RainChapter word count: 2262 wordsUpdate time: 2023-05-06 00:31:28

Grellant looked in the direction of the voice, and in the dim light of the street lamp, he could barely make out a man with brown curly hair. He poked his head out from the corner of the wall and shouted at Grellant.

Seeing that Grellant had no intention of moving, the man stretched out his upper body as if his tail had been stepped on, and gestured to Grellant with his hands, signaling Grellant to come over here.

"Don't stand there, come over here."

A somewhat thin young man, plus the situation observed in the spiritual vision before, physical condition, health. Greylint's mind flashed these information, and there was no spiritual warning. He was probably not an extraordinary person and did not carry any weapons.

Be careful and try to get closer.

After making such a judgment, Grellant walked towards the corner where the young man was. The young man's voice continued to come from the corner, urging Grellant to speed up.

Before Greylint could reach the corner of the wall, but only got a little closer, the young man jumped out from behind the wall, grabbed Greylint's arm and dragged him behind the wall.

Before Grellant could speak, the young man lowered his voice and told Grellant,

"Don't speak too loudly. It's night time now and the noise is much more noticeable than during the day."

What a sociable social figure this is, Greylint couldn't help but sigh in his heart, unlike him, who hardly talks to strangers.

Graylin nodded. Seeing his response, the young man lowered his voice and said,

"You look a bit like a private detective. You are probably here to investigate the East District hero as well."

Thinking of the scene he saw last night, and the little adult Jack's evaluation of Grellant, Grellant still felt a special sense of identification in his heart.

What suspect? This is called a private detective.

Greylint continued to nod. As a mysterious detective, he naturally had to maintain a mysterious image.

"My name is Wright, Wright Allison. I don't know if you have read the Backlund Post. The report about the East District Hero was written by me."

Although the young man Wright lowered his voice, he couldn't help but raise the tone slightly at the end.

Grallint could also naturally judge that he was extremely proud to be able to report on a mysterious hero.

Out of politeness, Grellant also told him his name, and answered in a low and short voice,

"James, James Holmes."

I don't know if it's because he's been squatting in this place for too long. According to his own words, he shouldn't talk.

After all, based on the current known situation, this East District hero does not want to reveal his identity, so Wright continued in a low voice.

"Holmes, this is a rare surname. I seem to have only heard of this surname a few times in my years in Backlund."

"James, you must be a newly employed private detective. You are standing directly at the door of the police station without any hiding skills."

Seeing that Grellint didn't say anything, he continued,

"Don't underestimate me because I'm young. I've investigated a lot of big cases. I'm as good as the top private detectives in terms of investigating clues."

Grellint continued to remain silent, as he rarely spoke to strangers in such circumstances.

Just like in his previous life, when he first arrived in a new place, he hardly spoke. For example, during the military training for freshmen, during breaks, he almost always listened to his classmates' discussions.

Of course, things will naturally become different once you become familiar with them.

"You seem to be unconvinced. My talent for investigation can be described as perfect. I don't know if you have read my previous reports. I once reported on the theft in a small factory in the East District. It reported that Erich Kapp took advantage of his position to steal factory items and then framed the workers, causing many workers to be imprisoned."

"I investigated this matter and collected evidence of Erich Kapp's theft. Then I followed this clue to find out how he framed the workers. After the newspaper reported it, the workers were cleared of all charges, and Mr. Erich Kapp, who was supposed to be imprisoned, received the punishment he deserved."

After hearing his words, and seeing the pride that naturally emerged on Wright's face when he said this, and his recent report was also about the East District, Grallint couldn't help but speak,

"You've always been keeping an eye on the East End."

The East District is not a major area for newspaper sales, and most people don't care about what happens in the East District. Just like the report about heroes that Grallint saw in the Backlund Post today, it was actually in a small corner of the newspaper. In other words, the reports here are dispensable and are basically not taken seriously in the newspaper.

Just like before, Grellint once attended a gathering of minor nobles and only heard the news about the East District from a drunken baron named Sean.

In the East District, many people go missing every year, but the local police station doesn't care about these things at all and will try to cover them up. It is a place that no one pays attention to.

So, when he met a reporter who seemed to have been reporting on the East End, Grellant was very surprised. At first, he just thought that this reporter was digging for some explosive points and wanted to attract readers and earn royalties through the contradictions between the environment and the characters.

But this reporter named Wright seemed different. From his expression when he told the story, he was looking for the truth for these people and speaking for them from the bottom of his heart.

Just like those reporters who sneaked into shady factories that Grellint had heard about in his previous life, Grellint knew that he could not become such a person, and might not even meet such a person.

But today, at the corner diagonally opposite the Leicester Street Police Station, he seemed to have met such a person. How could he remain silent about such a person?

After hearing what Grellant said, Grellant keenly noticed that the eyes of the young man named Wright dimmed.

"James, I know what you mean. Sidi often tells me that with my ability, if I collect reports on the bigwigs in the North District and the West District, I will definitely become a famous reporter."

There was a pause…

"But I don't want to. I think the purpose of being a journalist is to speak for those who can't. I've been to every area in Backlund, and the people here are different from those I've seen in other areas. Many of them are enduring unfair treatment, which is completely different from what I've learned. I want to help them."

"Anyway, there are many reports about big shots, and there are no shortage of people like me."

Grellant didn't say anything. Facing such a person and such words, he didn't know how to speak. And Wright seemed to recall some bad memories because of Grellant's words before.

The two fell silent. For a moment, it was quiet, with only the ticking of the hands of the pocket watch in his pocket and the faint sound of the uneven burning flames in the street lamps.

Time seems especially long in such an environment, and every tick of the pocket watch in my pocket seems especially long.

After a long time, Wright broke the silence and spoke in a very relaxed tone,

"James, it looks like we won't be able to see the hero from the East today."

Grellint nodded, and seeing Grellint's response, he took the initiative to say goodbye to Grellint.

Grellint stood there, watching his back gradually disappear into the darkness, blending into the depths of the East District bit by bit...Chapter 35 Middle-aged ManTitle of the Book:Secret: The Story Hidden Under DestinyAuthor: Little Fish Listening to the RainChapter word count: 2279 wordsUpdate time: 2023-05-07 03:21:59

On the morning of April 21st, as usual, after breakfast, Grellant read today's newspaper in the study.

In today's Backlund Post, there was no report by reporter Wright. After all, he chose the East District. For most people who read newspapers, they don't care about what happens in the East District.

Greylint couldn't help but think back to last night, to the corner opposite the Leicester Street Police Station. Under the dim light of the street lamp, a thin man wanted to speak up for the area under his feet, for the more than 1.3 million people who were ignored, in his own way.

And then there's his mysterious hero, a suspected Beyonder who fights criminals in the East End for nothing in return.

Seeing such things and meeting such people, Greylint's heart was naturally touched.

He was already a Sequence 7 Beyonder, and the potion had strengthened his body in all aspects, giving him good fighting and weapon-fighting abilities. In addition, as a viscount, he had the ability to forge an identity and apply for a gun license for this identity.

In other words, it already has enough ability to protect itself.

It has been almost five months since I came to this world. From the beginning, I felt out of tune with this world, to meeting the assistant butler Bancroft, the butler Mr. Alvin, the teacher Professor Steve, and my good friend Audrey. Later, I also met Fors and his good friend, Miss Hugh.

Unconsciously, he had established a certain connection with this world and had some people he cared about.

After unexpectedly meeting reporter Light last night, especially after communicating with him, Greylint suddenly had an impulse, an impulse to do something for the world.

He thought he was not as good as the reporter Wright. He was just an ordinary person, an ordinary worker, without any lofty ideals and without setting any goals.

Just like in his previous life, both his parents and leaders had asked him about his future plans, but he really had no plans. As for the future, he never thought about what kind of person he would become, and just went with the flow and lived every day to the fullest.

But such a person will also complete his work seriously, be responsible for his own tasks, and do everything he should do.

Although he didn't know why he came to this world, after experiencing these few months, he also wanted to leave his own mark on this journey home.

He also understood that it would be impossible for him to leave his own mark of the times like his predecessor, Russell, who was a time traveler.

Just make some friends and help him with what he encounters and what he is able to help.

Perhaps he could start by trying to get in touch with the middle-aged man, the one he saw drinking alone in a bar on the street the night before.

Grellint had met him on his way home from a night out for two days in a row, and each time he was wearing clothes that seemed a little too big.

This middle-aged man was drinking alone, his clothes were not right, and he was still wandering outside late at night. If he met him again next time, Grallint would definitely try to help this man.

Grellint began to recall the scene when he first saw the middle-aged man. It was Grellint's first night tour after coming to this world, and the scene on the street brought back memories.

I stopped at that street and looked around. I saw the middle-aged man, a middle-aged man drinking alone in the lively crowd around him.

At this moment, Greylint suddenly realized that something was wrong and carefully recalled the scene when he first saw the middle-aged man. Because he was alone in the bar, he observed the middle-aged man more carefully at that time.

Grellint remembered clearly that the brown vest fit him well, or at least it wasn't too big.

But that night, when he met the middle-aged man on his way back from a night out, he was wearing clothes that were slightly too big for him. And the second time he ran into the middle-aged man, he was also wearing clothes that were slightly too big for him, and they met in the East District.

Although Cherwood and the East Side are adjacent to each other, almost no residents of Cherwood would go to the East Side, especially late at night.

Like Wright, he is a reporter, a real reporter, or like Grallint, he is an extraordinary person, with abilities far beyond ordinary people, enough to protect himself in the East District. What is the reason for this middle-aged man to be on the streets of the East District late at night?

Grellint recalled Wright's report in the Backlund Post, about a mysterious hero appearing in the East District...

Grellint suddenly realized that there was a possibility that the mysterious hero he was looking for seemed to have passed him by several times.

Thinking back to the two encounters with the middle-aged man during the night walks, I had no warning at all. He probably didn't have anything extremely dangerous on him, and he didn't have any ill will towards me.

This was also the reason why Greylint wanted to try to help him before, a person whom he met by chance late at night in the East District with the highest crime rate and who had no bad intentions towards him.

Likewise, it is very unusual for such a person to appear in the East District so late at night.

But if Grellint's guess was true, it all seemed normal.

Just investigate. Greylint has met him twice, so it is easy to find clues about him. Start investigating from the location of the second encounter, and I believe we will find something soon.

After determining the target, Grellint put the matter aside for the time being. According to today's plan, he was going to attend a horse racing party invited by the original owner's friend in the afternoon. The venue was the Crown Racecourse, where he lied to Audrey for the first time, uh, where he had a private conversation with Audrey.

After Audrey became an audience, there were too few people who could deceive the audience, at least not Grallant. I can only miss the past, I also deceived before...

In the afternoon, Grallant arrived at the Crown Racecourse on time to invite his friend. Vaughn was already waiting for him in the private room. A young man with deep blue eyes and golden hair, he was almost the same age as Grallant.

After handing his coat and cane to the butler Allen, Grellant walked forward and gave his good friend Vaughan, who had greeted him, an unceremonial hug.

As good friends who grew up with the original owner, they would not be too particular about etiquette when meeting in private.

"Grillant, our Viscount Grrillant. What is your relationship with the beautiful Miss Audrey?"

Although the Kingdom of Loen tends to be conservative, according to Loen tradition, such words should not be spoken.

But it is normal for a group of single young men to chat about girls in private, especially Miss Audrey, who is known as Backlund's most dazzling jewel.

"Grillant, don't try to quibble. We all know that you have had several private gatherings with Audrey during this period. This weekend, at the dance you hosted, you and Audrey disappeared for almost an hour at the same time."

"That's right. Many guests at the scene have noticed it." Several young men around also echoed.

Grellint also felt helpless, because he was afraid of being misunderstood. He had not met Audrey recently unless it was important. But as Backlund's most dazzling gem, Audrey's every move was watched by too many people.

Seeing that Greylint didn't say anything, they seemed to have gotten the answers they wanted. They sighed one by one, and then surrounded Greylint to ask for details.

Grellint knew that it was useless to say anything at this time, so he chose to remain silent. This made the group of people feel that they had noticed something, and they spoke even more excitedly...Chapter 36 ConfirmationTitle of the Book:Secret: The Story Hidden Under DestinyAuthor: Little Fish Listening to the RainChapter word count: 2207 wordsUpdate time: 2023-05-08 00:43:23

Backlund, Crown Racecourse, in a private room on the second floor. A group of young men surrounded a man, seemingly discussing something heatedly, but the man in the middle of the crowd remained silent.

Grellant now regretted accepting the invitation from his friend Vaughn. He had no choice. He came to this world in April. Since the social season started in June, the original owner's friends have started to invite Grellant to private gatherings.

At that time, influenced by the sequence, he chose the most rational action and cut off contact with these friends, because they grew up with the original owner and were very familiar with the original owner, and he was afraid that they would notice any problems.

Now, Greylint has been in this world for almost five months, and he has begun to adapt to his new identity. Coupled with the letter from his uncle North, he realized that he should not continue like this.

He wants to keep his feelings to a man named Jiang Yang who has the memory of Greylint.

As a human being living in the modern world, although his parents and other elders thought him to be a bit of a homebody in his previous life, he actually had friends and his own circle. He liked games, novels, anime, movies, and the latest technology; he just didn't like to go out and contact the outside world.

In essence, he also longs for sociality, but his sociality in his previous life is reflected on the Internet. In this world without mobile phones, after he recognizes himself, he will naturally try to make contact.

However, it seemed that his first experience with the original owner's circle did not give him a very good impression.

Grallint deeply understood an idiom from his previous life: beauty brings disaster. As the most dazzling gem in Backlund, Audrey must have been very tired in the outside world.

Just like when he first met Audrey, he clearly didn't like this kind of party and didn't want to attend the dance, but he still maintained a polite smile.

Grellint found himself becoming more and more sentimental...

This private gathering finally ended. Although Greylint said nothing, Vaughn and the others seemed to have gotten what they wanted to know.

Faced with this matter, he had no experience in solving it.

However, he soon put the matter behind him, and that night, he concentrated on investigating the middle-aged man he met, the mysterious hero he speculated to be.

He came to the street where he met the man yesterday and found a secluded corner nearby. After checking the surroundings again, he found that the street was empty and there were no pedestrians. Then, Grellint began to perform the ritual magic.

Similar to the ritual magic used in the previous investigation of the thief organization, through the bronze mirror that was blessed with ritual power, Grellint saw the scene when he met the middle-aged man last night.

In the picture, the figure of the middle-aged man is a little blurry. With the interference of mysticism, it can be basically judged that this man has a secret.

However, although there was interference, it did not seem to be too serious and was within the acceptable range for Greylint.

Through the footage and the news received today, he saw someone tied up in front of the police station on Samska Street in the East District. Combined with Backlund's map, he discovered that the direction he was walking was away from the East District.

Grellint thought that by the time he met this man, the criminals would have been caught, so he chose the direction the middle-aged man was heading and continued to track him.

Combining ritual magic to track the man's whereabouts, Grellint saw a shocking scene in a remote alley.

Although the picture is a bit blurry, it can be judged that the man has changed from a somewhat strange state to a human form, and he seems to be a little bigger than normal in this state.

Although the picture was a little blurry, Greylint could feel that in this state, he seemed more like a wild beast.

'Mythical creature', this word flashed through Grellint's mind. This was a word mentioned in Roselle's notes. It was the word Roselle used to describe high-sequence creatures.

Is this man a High-Sequence Beyonder? Grellint quickly denied this statement, which was completely illogical. If he was a High-Sequence Beyonder, with Grellint's ritual magic, it would not show at all, and the image in the mirror should be as if this person did not exist.

What sequence of abilities would that be? Although Grellint had joined a secret organization, he was not fully aware of the extraordinary world.

He only knew that there were 22 extraordinary paths, and he knew some of them in detail. For the others, he might just know a name or the organization that owned them.

Grallant put this question aside for the time being and planned to write a letter to Professor Steve tomorrow to consult him. Then he would have to borrow some more money from Audrey. After all, the principle of the secret organization of the Knowledge Society was knowledge exchange. If he could not give equal knowledge, he could only pay the corresponding money in exchange for knowledge.

Then, Grellant continued to investigate along this clue, following the man's footsteps, winding around in the alleys of the East District.

Finally, an hour later, he arrived at Samska Street and saw the man, or to be more precise, a man with a strange shape carrying a tied person to the door of the police station. He saw the man with a strange shape put the person he was carrying at the door of the police station.

After confirming that the middle-aged man was the mysterious hero of the East District, Grellint returned directly to the place where he met the man yesterday. Unlike the route he took during the investigation, he followed the main road and it only took him a few minutes to reach the previous location.

He then continued to track the man in the direction he came from, following him out of the East End, into the Cherwood area, into Prince Street, and finally into a small house.

Grellant was puzzled by the fact that a middle-aged man with a decent life went to the East District to catch criminals.

Although Cherwood is not a wealthy area, most of the residents are company employees, and although they don't live very well, in fact, such people often don't go to the East End.

It's not that I think I am superior to the poor people in the East District, but the way they live is already the limit, and they will not and dare not go to risky places.

Although these two areas are somewhat adjacent to each other, there is basically no interaction between them. I don't know why this man chose to capture the fugitive in the East District in his own way.

He lived in the Jordwood District. I don't know if he had always lived there. How did he become a Beyonder step by step? Being able to produce mystical concealment in Grallint's ritual magic is basically the same as Grallint's sequence level. Grallint spent a lot of money to become a sequence 7.

First determine his sequence path, then make plans. Based on the principle of caution, Greylint decided not to continue the investigation.

He then came to Camden Street in Cherwood, sneaked into the deepest house in the terraced house on the left side of the street, and skillfully entered a small storage room in the corner of the first floor.

Through ritual magic, Greylint confirmed that Oliver was still in solitary confinement, just like in the movie. It seemed that the little boy would be locked up for a few days...

Grellint felt a little relieved about what happened here. His appearance did not seem to change the story. Next, little Oliver should meet a kind person.Chapter 37 PreparationTitle of the Book:Secret: The Story Hidden Under DestinyAuthor: Little Fish Listening to the RainChapter word count: 2172 wordsUpdate time: 2023-05-08 23:09:11

The next morning, Greylint wrote a letter to Professor Steve through a messenger for consultation. He described in detail the scene he saw through the ritual magic, focusing on the feeling that the figure gave him, that beast-like feeling.

Soon, he received a reply from Professor Steve, who judged that it might be a Sequence 7 werewolf of the prisoner sequence, a sequence that was extremely good at fighting.

Remind Grelint that the secret organization of the sequence, the Rose School, now advocates indulgence and must be careful of the extraordinary people in the prisoner sequence.

If Professor Steve's guess is correct, then for Greylint, giving up the investigation is the best option.

The detective sequence is not good at fighting. It can be said that the current Greylint is about the same as a professionally trained fighter in terms of combat ability. For example, his main weapon for self-defense is still a firearm, a revolver hidden under his armpit when he goes out.

But when Grellint wanted to give up investigating the matter, he remembered the reporter who said, "There are many people reporting on big shots, and there is no shortage of people like me."

It's not that Greylint decided to become someone like reporter Wright, he just wanted to find that reporter and make him give up investigating the mysterious hero of the East District.

Werewolf, this name, whether in the world of the previous life or in the story of this world, is a symbol of powerful dark creatures.

Coupled with the secret organization that owns this sequence, the Rose School now advocates indulgence, which is not a good word for extraordinary people on the edge of madness.

Grellint did not choose to wait until night to look for the reporter named Wright. Since he knew that this mysterious man from the East District was very likely to be extremely dangerous, he naturally wanted to find Wright as soon as possible and stop him from investigating the matter.

After thinking for a moment, Grellant summoned his messenger, hoping that he could stay in the study instead of himself. If something unexpected really happened, he would imitate Grellant and respond to the butler.

His messenger agreed to the request in exchange for a delicious meal. Although it felt strange to negotiate with a cat floating in the air, Grellint didn't care about the awkwardness now. He took out the parchment scroll engraved with the goddess of night and began to perform ritual magic.

He wanted to set up two ritual magics in this room.

The first ritual magic uses a strand of Grellint's hair as the medium, which will be woven together under ritual magic to become a bracelet.

After wearing this bracelet, anyone who sees the bracelet will think they are seeing Grellint. Although the ritual magic book says that it is worn by humans, Grellint thinks that the effect should be similar when worn by a cat.

When the ritual magic was over, Grellint placed the bracelet woven from his hair on the front paw of his messenger, a black cat.

In Grellant's eyes, the original appearance of the messenger opposite him, the shape of the black cat, was fading, and with it as the center, Grellant's figure gradually appeared.

Just as Grellint had expected, this ritual magic also worked for animals, but it looked a little strange. For example, his messenger was actually floating on his desk. After wearing the bracelet formed by the ritual magic, Grellint could see that he was standing inside the desk, with both legs passing through it.

Fortunately, his messenger can float in the air, as long as he controls the height. If it were an ordinary creature, it is estimated that half of Greylint's body would be on the roof downstairs.

Erasing this strange image from his mind, Greylint then began to prepare the second ritual magic, the purpose of which was to transform the user's voice into a designated voice.

After explaining the effect of the ritual magic to the messenger and obtaining the messenger's consent, Greylint performed the ritual magic directly on his messenger.

As the power of the ritual magic descended, Grellint saw his messenger, a cat with irregular silver streaks on its black fur.

At this moment, the silver lines on its body lit up, and Greylint felt that the room seemed to dim.

This was inconsistent with the ritual process described in the book "Mysterious Journey", and Grellint began to worry about his messenger.

"Marcy Stephen, how are you feeling? Are you feeling any discomfort? I'll take you to see Professor Steve."

The ritual magic was different from what was described, which made Grellint nervous. His messenger would occasionally appear quietly while he was eating and secretly take away some food.

Apart from the initial shock, over the following period of time he began to get used to having such an elusive messenger, who would suddenly appear while he was eating and bring a touch of variety to the repetitive routine.

Grellint somewhat regretted using the ritual magic directly on the messenger. He should have used a medium to receive the ritual power, just like the first ritual magic.

The success of the first ritual magic made him feel that the reason for marking it as human was just to make it look less strange after the ritual.

"Grelint, don't worry, I'm normal."

Fortunately, the messenger's words came through, and they were in Greylint's voice.

After repeated inquiries, Grellinger confirmed that the messenger was fine. Then, avoiding the butler Allen outside, he quietly returned to the bedroom, changed into his detective clothes, and left quietly.

He did not go to the Backlund Post's office first, but went to Professor Steve's house in the North District.

He expressed his purpose to Professor Steve and asked him if the messenger would be harmed if ritual magic was used on him and a ritual scene different from that recorded in the book occurred.

This obviously aroused Professor Steve's interest, and he said that he needed to see the messenger. After getting Grellant's consent, he pulled Grellant up and went directly to Grellant's study through the spirit world.

Not long after Grellant went out, he returned to the study and found that his messenger was floating in the air, like a person, holding a cup of tea with its two front paws. On a cat, he had the feeling of leisurely sipping tea.

Professor Steve carefully observed his messenger, and after a long time, he said to Greylint,

"Grelint, there is nothing unusual about your messenger. This is an interesting direction."

He paused, and looked again at the messenger from Gralint.

"I have to say that this is the first time I've seen a cat behave in such a human way."

After saying this, Professor Steve's figure seemed to disappear, and Greylint understood that he had left through the spirit world.

Greylint was completely relieved. Professor Steve could enter the spirit world freely and his sequence was much higher than his. His messenger was not a powerful creature, so he could naturally make an accurate judgment.

After he felt relieved, he remembered the stone that could enter the spirit world that he bought from Miss Fors for a thousand pounds. By this calculation, Professor Steve had just spent two thousand pounds.

Greylint began to envy this ability, wondering what sequence he had to reach to obtain it.

After preparing everything, Greylint set out again, his destination being the Backlund Post headquarters in the Cherwood District.Chapter 38 EncounterTitle of the Book:Secret: The Story Hidden Under DestinyAuthor: Little Fish Listening to the RainChapter word count: 2635 wordsUpdate time: 2023-05-10 00:49:40

The Cherwood District, Daxton Street, is considered a good commercial street in the Cherwood District. The headquarters of the Backlund Post is located on this street.

Grellint was not in the mood to appreciate this commercial street at the moment. He followed the address on the newspaper and quickly went to the newspaper office.

As soon as he entered the door, Grellant told the receptionist his purpose. He wanted to provide information to the newspaper. He had something related to the East District and hoped to get some information fees.

This was the questioning method that Grellant was thinking about on the way. After all, the newspaper would not let reporters meet outsiders casually, especially someone like Grellant who specifically wanted to meet a certain author. What if the person was someone who wanted to retaliate against the reporter?

So he changed his thinking. In the Backlund Post, if there was no major event in the East District, such as the establishment of Diagraga Square, it was basically only Wright who reported on some things in the East District.

Nobles like Diagula are naturally watched by reporters, so the reporters are not reporting on what happened in the East District, they are reporting on what the noble Diagula did, but this incident happened in the East District.

He provided the newspaper with information about the East District, and it was likely that only Wright was interested among the reporters. In addition, Wright had been looking for the mysterious man in the East District at night recently, so he should have collected all the information about the East District.

So he said this, and there was a great possibility that he would meet Greylint.

Unlike large newspapers, this tabloid, which was only published in Backlund, was not taken seriously in high society.

Among the people that Grellant knew, few of them paid attention to local small newspapers. Most people paid attention to national newspapers such as the Tussock Reporter and the Backlund Daily.

So, this newspaper office is actually not that big, it is just a small two-story house. Grellint is sitting on a bench in the corridor, waiting for the reporter to come and talk to him in detail.

Sure enough, after waiting for a while, Greylint saw Wright coming from the depths of the corridor.

After seeing Greylint, he seemed a little surprised, then seemed to have thought of something, became excited, and walked quickly towards Greylint.

Graylint guessed why he was so excited. The last time he met Wright, he and Wright were waiting for the mysterious man at the police station. It was estimated that in Wright's mind, the so-called clues in the East District were related to the mysterious man.

"James, have you found the mysterious hero?"

As soon as he approached Greylint, Wright couldn't wait to ask.

Although Greylint's visit to Wright was indeed related to the mysterious man, unfortunately it was not what Wright thought.

"Mr. Wright, this is not a good place for communication."

"James, come with me."

Wright looked around, nodded, and gestured to Greylint.

Grellant followed Wright out of the newspaper office, walked a distance on Duxton Street, and then turned into an alley.

There is a small shop at the end of the alley. There is a wooden sign with the word "sandwich" on it. Other than that, it is almost the same as other houses.

Wright took Greylint into the shop and into a semi-enclosed room.

After ordering some desserts and waiting for the waiter to leave, Wright couldn't wait to speak.

"James, tell me quickly, where did you find the mysterious East End hero."

Greylint looked at the excited Wright in front of him and didn't know how to start for a moment. He thought he had prepared something on the way here, but when he saw the excited young man, he couldn't say the words he had prepared.

After hesitating for a long time, he finally said,

"Wright, actually I told the newspaper that I had intelligence about the East District, and I was looking for you."

Grellint saw the excitement in Wright's eyes dim.

"James, what do you want from me?"

The tone was very flat, without the previous enthusiasm. Hearing Leiter's words, Grellant hesitated, but the purpose of his visit this time had not yet been achieved.

"Wright, I hope you can give up investigating the mysterious hero in the East District. He is too dangerous."

Hearing what Graylint said, Wright frowned at first, then he seemed to think of something and immediately asked

"James, so you have found some clues about the mysterious hero. Tell me, don't worry, I will give you a generous reward."

"Wright, I'm sorry that I can't tell you some things. I can only say that this person is very dangerous. He is not an ordinary person."

"James, I don't know what you have investigated that makes you keep emphasizing the danger. But, James, don't forget that since this mysterious hero appeared, he has not even harmed the criminals. He just knocked them out, tied them up, and left them at the door of the police station."

Grellant was stunned. After seeing the state of this mysterious East District hero, the state of a beast, Grellant's impression of this man began to become bad.

Today, I got another sequence name from Professor Steve, Werewolf. This name itself represents dark creatures in the story.

Naturally, Greylint was wary of such a person, but, as Wright said, this person didn't even hurt the criminals, so how could he be an extremely dangerous person?

In fact, he had never really come into contact with this middle-aged man. He had only seen him once in a bronze mirror through the image produced by ritual magic, and with a sequence name, what qualifications did he have to judge this person?

He found that he couldn't even convince himself, so how could he convince Wright?

Glint gave up the idea of ​​persuading Wright and decided to contact the middle-aged man.

"Mr. Wright, I'm sorry to bother you with your time. I apologize."

Grellant stood up to say goodbye, but Leiter seemed to have guessed Grellant's plan. He did not speak, but stood up at the same time and followed Grellant.

Greylint tried to speed up his pace, but although he was a Sequence 7 Beyonder, his physique was only at the limit of what an ordinary person could achieve. As a professional reporter covering the East District, Wright was naturally not too bad physically.

So Grellant gave up this idea. It was a rare opportunity for him to come to the commercial street in the Cherwood district, so Grellant naturally chose to walk around. Wright was also very patient, so he followed Grellant and walked along Daxton Street together.

At night, after following Greylint around the commercial street for a whole day, Wright finally waited for Greylint to go to the East District.

Using ritual magic at the place he had investigated previously, Greylint determined the place and approximate time that the man would pass by.

After that, he wandered around the streets of the East District for nearly an hour and a half with the reporter behind him, and then returned to his previous position. He had to admire the patience of this reporter.

Using ritual magic at the same location, he saw the middle-aged man walking down the street not long ago. Grallint followed the traces left by the middle-aged man, bit by bit.

Finally, because of the need to control the criminal, the man stayed in an alley on Tangaleck Street for too long and was caught up by Grallant, who was following his tracks, and the reporter Wright who was following Grallant.

At this moment, the middle-aged man was in the same beast-like form that Greylint had seen in the mirror before. Unlike the blurry figure under the ritual magic, Greylint could see him very clearly now.

At this moment, the middle-aged man's body was covered with hair, and the fingers of his hands became long and sharp, like wolf claws. His face was also deformed, and it seemed to be elongated, his nose became bigger, and his ears became pointed and long, and stood upright, just like the werewolf image that Greylint had seen in the movie in his previous life.

The middle-aged man also discovered Greylint and the others. Greylint was ready for a fight and moved closer to Wright's position. If he couldn't win, he would run away with the reporter.

The battle that Greylint had imagined did not happen. After seeing the outsider, the mysterious middle-aged man ran away quickly.

After taking a look at the frightened reporter and the tied-up criminal, Greylint did not chase after them.

He first sent the criminal to the door of the nearby police station. If he left him in this alley, Grellint could not guarantee the safety of the unconscious criminal, especially since he was tied up.

Then, he sent the frightened reporter back to his residence. At the door of Wright's house, Wright looked at Grallant, hesitating for a long time before finally speaking.

"James, do you think that what everyone agrees on is necessarily correct?"Chapter 39 ContactTitle of the Book:Secret: The Story Hidden Under DestinyAuthor: Little Fish Listening to the RainChapter word count: 2232 wordsUpdate time: 2023-05-11 01:26:03

In the Cherwood district, at the door of Wright's house, when Greylint heard Wright's question, he fell silent, and the two of them just stood at the door of Wright's house.

After a long time, Leiter said goodbye to Graylint.

Grellint watched Wright enter the house and close the door.

With a silent sigh in his heart, Greylint turned around and walked along the street towards Queens.

Looking at the street lights around him and recalling what Wright said, Greylint couldn't help but have a crazy idea. He didn't want to rely on other people's judgment. He wanted to contact and judge this middle-aged man himself.

On Wednesday, after leaving the ball hosted by Viscount Hurst early, Glint returned home and made an agreement with his messenger on the same terms.

After returning home last night, he saw that there was nothing unusual about his messenger, and he finally felt relieved about the matter.

It was the same ritual magic, but the target was Graylint's own hair. He was afraid that he was just lucky yesterday. After all, there were too many unknowns about the creatures in the spiritual world. Even his teacher, Professor Steve, had never seen such messengers elsewhere. Who could be sure that every ritual magic would be harmless to the messenger?

After setting up the ritual magic, Greylint changed his clothes and came to a small house on Prince Street in Cherwood.

This was the last room the middle-aged man had entered when he had tracked him through ritual magic.

At this moment, Greylint stood at the door of the house. He put his right hand into his coat and touched the pistol hidden under his armpit. The bullets in it had been replaced in advance with the "Yangyan" bullets he bought at the Extraordinary gathering he and Fors attended. It was said to be from the Eternal Sun Church and was the most effective bullet against darkness among his Extraordinary bullets.

He touched the bracelet on his left hand again, the dark green stone.

He rang the doorbell.

After a while, the door opened and the middle-aged man came out. When he saw the visitor, he was obviously stunned.

Although they were still separated by the courtyard, Grellint could clearly see the subtle changes in his facial expression. Obviously, he was struggling.

Soon, he walked to the door and asked Grellint who had come to visit him suddenly.

"Hello, who are you? What can I do for you?"

"Dear Mr. Mysterious East End, please forgive me for interrupting you. Please allow me to introduce myself first. James, James Holmes."

Grellint replied according to the standard etiquette of this world.

"Mr. James, you seem to have found the wrong person. I'm sorry, I didn't know anything about the mysterious Mr. East End. I didn't even know about such a person until today."

"Dear Mr. Mysterious from the East District, we just met last night."

When he said this, Grellant looked into the man's eyes. Sure enough, when he heard Grellant's words, the man's pupils shrank a little. Grellant also noticed that his hands began to become a little slender, but soon returned to their original shape.

He didn't say anything, but just opened the door and motioned for Greylint to enter.

Grellint followed him across the courtyard, into the house, and sat down in the reception room on the first floor.

Without preparing tea for Grellant, the middle-aged man sat down opposite Grellant and looked at Grellant.

"James, judging from your appearance, you must be a detective. Tell me, how much of this information do you need to keep it secret for me?"

Grallint understood what the man meant and shook his head.

"Sir, I just saw a report about you in the Backlund Post a few days ago. It made me very interested in you. I think you should be a Beyonder, so I wanted to meet you and ask you why you are catching criminals in the East District."

Greylint noticed that when he mentioned the word Extraordinary, a hint of darkness flashed in the man's eyes.

Is the Beyonder a bad memory for him?

Then when Grellant said he wanted to know why he was catching criminals in the East District, the man stood up and issued an expulsion order to Grellant.

This was also a bad memory for him, Greylint understood it instantly, but the words had already been spoken, and he naturally could not change them.

Grellant was not the kind of person who would not give up. Since the other party had ordered him to leave, Grellant would not stay there.

So, Grellint stood up and apologized to the middle-aged man first, and then said goodbye to the man with standard etiquette.

The first contact failed and I didn't even get a name.

After all, he knew too little about this person, and the questions he asked seemed to involve his bad memories.

There was nothing Graylint could do about this. As for himself, he didn't want anyone to investigate his past, and naturally he wouldn't investigate the past of others.

On Sunday, August 27, three days had passed since Grallint had attempted to make contact with the middle-aged man.

During this time, Grellant did not try to contact the man again, and reporter Wright returned to normal after two days of rest, at least in Grellant's judgment. He was almost the same as before, except that he no longer planned to look for the mysterious man in the East District.

During this period, Glint was out at night almost every day. In addition to confirming Oliver's situation, he followed the same path as the middle-aged man, catching criminals in the East District, knocking them unconscious and tying them up, and leaving them at the door of the police station. During these three days, he did not deliberately look for the man again, but he still met him once when he was catching a criminal.

Miss Fors and Miss Xiu seemed to be investigating someone. In fact, Grellint didn't pay much attention to these two ladies. After all, Miss Fors and he were just employed. He didn't care about Fors' life, as long as she brought him what he needed.

The reason why Greylint noticed this was that after deciding to get in touch with this world, he had been collecting information about Backlund through different circles so that he could find something that interested him.

Grellant obtained information about who the two were looking for from different circles. Although they concealed their identities, such a combination was too rare after all. Grellant naturally guessed that it was Fors and Xio who were collecting the information.

Especially when he found out that they were collecting in some aristocratic circles that Greylint had contact with, this attracted Greylint's attention. After all, they were long-term partners, and Greylint could be sure that Miss Fors was not a noble. As for Miss Xiu, who he had less contact with, Greylint could not judge.

And Glint soon realized that something was wrong. You know, in Backlund, the circles that nobles can get in touch with mostly overlap. Especially for families like Glint and Earl Hall, whose beliefs are not mainstream in the Kingdom of Loen, their circles overlap more.

Grallant found that these two people were present in many of the noble circles he came into contact with. This situation usually only occurred among the nobles that Grallant was familiar with. He was sure that the Wall and Charles families were not among the nobles he was familiar with.

There was only one other possibility, someone was helping them get in touch with these circles. Among the nobles that Greylint was familiar with, Audrey was probably the only one who knew Fors and Hugh.

Why should Audrey help them, unless, this is what Audrey wants to collect.Chapter 40 CriminalsTitle of the Book:Secret: The Story Hidden Under DestinyAuthor: Little Fish Listening to the RainChapter word count: 2161 wordsUpdate time: 2023-05-14 01:16:48

Audrey was looking for someone, but she didn't look for him/herself, but through Fors and others who seemed to have nothing to do with her in the eyes of the outside world.

Is this because he doesn't want to attract the attention of the person being sought, or because he doesn't want to be noticed by Earl Hall?

This is most likely a mission from the secret organization she joined?

Thinking of the gathering of the secret organization of Audrey, who was called "Him" by Audrey, Grellint did not dare to investigate the matter further, fearing that it would disrupt the arrangement of the gods.

Greylint was not sure whether it was a good thing or a bad thing for Audrey to join this organization that seemed to have gods. Now he could only pay attention to this matter silently.

Neither he nor Audrey could bear the wrath of such an unorthodox god.

Even though they were in Backlund now, a place with three official churches and watched by the six great gods, known as the Land of Hope and the Capital of All Cities.

But what do these mean to the gods?

Facing his first friend in this world, Grellint suddenly found that he seemed unable to help Audrey at all. From the very beginning, it was Audrey who helped him out at the dance, and later it was she who helped him collect extraordinary materials.

Although he also taught Audrey some knowledge of mysticism, it was just some low-sequence basics, which I believe can be obtained in any Beyonder organization...

Realizing this, Grellint couldn't help but feel a little depressed. Even if he changed into another world, he still seemed to be the same person, just an ordinary person.

At this moment, his eyes accidentally swept across the newspaper on the desk, the Backlund Post. After seeing this newspaper, he realized that he also had things he could do and there were people who needed his help.

Maybe he couldn't help Audrey, but he could in the East End.

Keeping Audrey's matter in mind, Glint began to collect information about criminals in the East District.

That night, after the usual arrangements, Grellant came to the East District wearing the familiar detective suit.

His target today was a criminal named Leah Miller, who used to be an employee of Encot Company in Cherwood District. He was seen stealing company items by his colleague Eimiller, and then he killed Eimiller when he was not paying attention.

I thought that this matter would never be known to anyone, but unfortunately, Aquino, who was traveling with Emile that day, also went with his colleague. He did not see Emile come out for a long time, so he also went back to the company. Since the two of them often joked with each other, he quietly entered the company to see what Emile was up to.

He happened to see Leah killing Eimiller. Seeing Leah holding a knife, he didn't dare to make any sound. He hid himself in a corner and watched everything happening in front of him.

After killing someone, Leah remained extremely nervous. When he sensed something was wrong, he fled to the East District and then disappeared.

Glint received a tip that someone seemed to have seen a man who looked like Leah in Brandon Lane, Leicester Street, East End, but when the police arrived they found nothing.

But as an extraordinary person, especially an extraordinary person who is good at rituals, it is extremely easy for Greylint to find an ordinary person after knowing the latest clue.

Soon, Greylint arrived at the White Lane. According to the information he had received, he came to a corner of the lane, which was a small trading place during the day, where some shady things were traded, such as stolen items.

It was in this place that someone received an item related to Leah. After returning home, the person counted his gains today and felt that the item was more and more familiar. So he took out a newspaper from a few days ago and confirmed that it was Leah's personal belongings.

Unfortunately, most of the things traded here are not allowed to be seen in public, and the people who come to trade naturally hide their faces. He has no impression of the people who come to trade.

Grellint arrived at the location of the transaction and used ritual magic to quickly identify the person who was trading the item.

Maybe it was because of the fight against criminals these days, but Greylint felt that using ritual magic was easier than usual, and the effect was even better.

Come to think of it, it really seemed as if I had decided to be like that gentleman and start arresting criminals. My ritual magic became easier than before and its effects were also improved.

Maybe the goddess also likes righteous people. Greylint could only guess this because he couldn't think of the reason.

Through ritual magic, Grellint followed the footsteps of the man who had hidden himself on the streets of the East District. The man seemed to be very careful, and although he looked back several times in the scene and did not find anyone following him, he still walked around the streets of the East District in a big circle.

Grellant was walking in all the alleys in the East District late at night, which made him feel a little suspicious. He always felt that someone was following him, but he looked back several times and found nothing. In addition, his spiritual power did not give any warning, so Grellant could only conclude that he was influenced by the guy in the picture.

Finally, Grellint followed the trail and came to a deserted area. A plague had once broken out here, killing many people. Even though so much time had passed, no one chose to buy it, renovate it, and rent it out again.

There are many such places in the East District. This is the last choice for many poor people and naturally becomes the best hiding place for criminals.

Grellint saw from the screen that this person went in and out of a deserted house. He waited patiently for a while and made sure that he did not come out. Then he turned on his psychic vision and looked towards the house. There was indeed a person inside. Through the perspective of psychic vision, he could judge that this person was not in a good physical condition.

After determining the location, he sneaked into the house and looked inside through the damaged door. He saw a pad of tattered cloth on the ground under the broken window. The criminal, Leah, curled up into a ball and wrapped himself tightly with the tattered cloth.

Although it was August, the temperature difference between day and night was large in Backlund, and the temperature at night was not high, only about ten degrees. Coupled with the cool breeze blowing in from the broken window, the actual temperature of this room might be even lower.

Grellint carefully pushed open the broken door without making any sound, but the sudden strong wind still woke up the sleeping criminal.

When he opened his eyes and saw Grellint, Grellint saw that his eyes looked around, and it seemed that he wanted to escape, but he didn't know what he saw or thought of, he didn't move, but spoke to Grellint,

"Sir, you must be a detective. Come on."

After saying this, he raised his hand and looked at Grallint. When Grallint slowly approached him, he heard his voice.

"Detective, I regret it. If it hadn't happened, I might have just lost my job and left Backlund. At least, at least it wouldn't have become like this…"

"Bang!"

The sound of him falling to the ground was heard. Unfortunately, Greylint had no interest in hearing what he said next.

After tying up the man who had been knocked unconscious by his criminal, Grallant was about to take him to the door of the nearby police station. At this time, a voice came from the door.

"James, what on earth do you want to do?"