Odd Containment Specialist.

Chapter 51: I didn’t work overtime last night (begging to read~~)

[By the way, be careful not to have too many skills. The number of skills a person can possess is limited. Any excess will become unnecessary gravity, and you will sink faster in the Sea of ​​Origin.

Using this ritual, you can fuse skills that have good compatibility with each other.

While this tends to cause some loss of functionality, the loss is outweighed by the increased buoyancy.

What's more, occasionally there will be situations where skills become even stronger.

The deity I prayed to is a benevolent deity that the Control Bureau highly respects and often seeks for help. So when you have too many skills, feel free to merge them. Generally, nothing will go wrong.

(I have written the ritual pictures and related materials needed for the ritual in as much detail as possible in the following pages)]

Xia Shou continued to turn the pages, and the next page was a very mysterious and complex magic circle pattern.

When he finished reading the magic circle pattern and turned to the next page, the words became very blurry.

"It seems that I have reached my reading limit again." Xia Shou put down his rote notes with regret.

He sorted out the skills he had acquired in his mind and was shocked to find that he now had more than five skills.

At first, he devoured the wax man and gained [Self-Destruction].

Then in the Blood Demon's House, he devoured corpses to gain [Perpetual Wounds] and [Reaching the Pinnacle in No Man's Land].

Later, he devoured part of the blood demon and obtained [Stop Wounds with Blood] and [Blood Riot].

Finally, in this sanatorium incident, I gained a partial sense of sympathy from the abnormal patients.

Before I knew it, I already had six skills.

He had to fuse his skills as quickly as possible, but he hadn't finished watching the ceremony yet.

"This time, it took two days for the handwriting in the Death Note to become clear, so as long as we wait another two days, we should be able to know the fusion ceremony... This waiting time is acceptable." Xia Shou said, touching his chin.

As for letting the blood demon remnants weaken Idrisu, we must return to the House of Gates.

And if you want to go back to that house, you have to go back when Alice is awake.

Xia Shou didn't know exactly when Alice would wake up, so he could only wait.

The phone on the table vibrated slightly, and the screen lit up, showing a text message from Shangguan Yan: [You didn't come to work overtime yesterday. ]

Oops, I overslept!
He was supposed to meet with his senior in the same department last night!
This short line of words sent a chill down Xia Shou's spine.

Although this text message did not mention any punishment or disciplinary action other than stating the facts, Xia Shou still felt a strong sense of crisis.

Based on Shangguan Yan's personality, he would not let him go so easily.

...I don't know if I can get away with it by playing the victim.

"Alice, help me wash my face and brush my teeth." Xia Shou ordered very habitually.

A towel and hot water were brought to him. Xia Shou opened his mouth and the toothbrush flew into his mouth. He efficiently completed the washing using the Bass brushing method.

With Alice's help, Xia Shou finished washing up at a very fast speed.

When he walked out of the dormitory and came to the next door, he found a note on the door: [I went to read for 678]

Xia Shou came to the department alone. The office was still empty except for the clacking sound of keyboards coming from the independent office at the innermost side. Xia Shou wondered if Shangguan Yan had been working overtime here all night.

As a leader, she works so hard. Chunchun is a stress monster. Xia Shou stopped outside the office door, took a deep breath to adjust his mood, and made himself look as weak and anxious as possible.

When he felt everything was ready, he immediately pushed the door open and apologized sincerely: "I'm sorry, Minister, I'm a little anemic, so I overslept yesterday!"

"It doesn't matter. It wasn't me who was stood up by you yesterday anyway." Shangguan Yan said with a smile, looking completely indifferent.

From beginning to end, her eyes never left the computer screen.

Xia Shou felt like a martial artist who tensed his whole body, ready to face the opponent's fatal blow, but when he started to fight, he found that the opponent's fist was soft and powerless, and the opponent said to him: "I don't want to hit you, the person who wants to hit you is behind you."

"The only surviving guard has been questioned. You can go there this afternoon. In addition, he sent someone to tell you that he wants to find an opportunity to treat you to a meal."

Although Shangguan Yan did not say the other person's name, Xia Shou knew it was Wang Long.

Only one guard survived the incident, apart from Wang Long, no one else.

The casualties this time were truly heavy, but Xia Shou finally felt a little comforted when he thought that some people survived because of his efforts.

"You should have noticed it too, right? The Blood Demon incident is not over yet." Shangguan Yan said lightly.

"Well, the emergence of the closed area is not accidental. I guess someone secretly held some kind of ceremony." As he said this, Xia Shou sat down at his workstation which was piled with file bags.

"You continue to investigate the blood demon incident. In addition, I have arranged painting training for you. Starting from today, you have to go to the studio to learn painting after dinner every day."

"Learn to paint?"

"You will encounter more dangerous things in the future. As the owner of Dorian Gray's pocket watch, it would be extremely stupid if you don't make use of it, so you must learn how to draw your own portrait."

"This... can this be done quickly?"

"Of course you can. It's just a portrait. I'm not asking you to become a professional painter. You can just treat yourself as an assembly line worker who specializes in copying the same painting. Do you think that the painters who paint Van Gogh nowadays are all trained professionals?"

Xia Shou nodded, opened the file bag on the table, and poured the information inside onto the table.

The first piece of information was submitted by Wang Long. It was a painting by Liu Guangyao, a portrait of the killer who was chasing him in his dream.

Using this crude portrait as a clue, the control agency conducted a global search and eventually identified the most suspicious suspect among a large number of similar characters.

The suspect is named Lawrence. He is optimistic and cheerful and has a very friendly relationship with his neighbors. However, he is a disabled person and his right hand was amputated in a logging accident many years ago.

Lawrence's abnormal behavior began about half a year ago. It was probably at that time that his lifestyle suddenly became withdrawn.

He first moved to the attic to live alone, avoiding his wife and daughter in daily activities, and daily communication was also conducted through the door.

Then, some time later, the Lawrence family suddenly disappeared from their neighborhood.

His neighbor last saw him on a commercial street in a neighboring county. The neighbor was very sure that the person he saw was Lawrence, but strangely, the man's arm, which had been broken many years ago, had grown back, and he had become a healthy person.

Neighbors tried to greet Lawrence, but he blended into the crowd on the street and disappeared. Until now, there is no news of his whereabouts.

Afterwards, local government departments launched an investigation into Lawrence's whereabouts from multiple angles, including daily consumption and house rental, but found nothing. It was as if this person had disappeared from the face of the earth.

The Control Bureau concluded that the other party had received assistance from special individuals.

"That is to say, this Lawrence with a broken arm killed Liu Guangyao many times in the sect, and then his arm grew back, while Liu Guangyao's arm became half-rotten." Xia Shou whispered to himself.

(End of this chapter)