My esoteric uncle Jules

Chapter 76 Becoming a Detective
A cold wind blew in from the window, rustling the yellowed files hanging on the office walls.

"Steel, pass the order and have the inspectors ready to lead their teams to assemble before dusk."

"Yes."

After Lutos left, Centipede sat down again, made a cup of tea for Jules and himself, and said:

"I heard from Dr. Harold that your heart was incurable?"

"Yes."

Jules drank a sip of tea and said calmly:
"However, it is not life-threatening at the moment."

"This is indeed a difficult matter... Unfortunately, I can only kill people, not save them." Centipede shook his head.

"If I have time later, I can help you find another solution."

"Thank you." Yule nodded slightly.

Regardless of whether the other party can do it or will actually do it, at least the other party is willing to express an attitude.

What's more, it was with the help of the centipede that Dr. Harold was able to meet him.

"Also, arrangements have been made for the girl named Elizabeth. She should have left London by now."

Jules's hand trembled slightly as he drank his tea.
"Have you found any information about her mother?"

When he left the Rock Islands, he specifically asked Centipede to find out about Elizabeth's mother.

After all, her secrets were of great importance.

However, the centipede shook his head regretfully.

"No, the Suppression Bureau has not found any clues about her mother."

No... Jules drank his tea and nodded slightly.

As he suspected, Elizabeth's mother probably didn't exist at all—or not in the form she thought she existed.

"I'd like to ask, what are the requirements for entering the Silent Bookstore to read materials?"

The knowledge about "Tian Nie" and "Wang Pi's Gate" must involve a level of power that is not low.

Since Matilda doesn't understand this, I'm afraid she can only gain something by going to the Silent Bookstore.

The centipede stroked the teacup and said leisurely:

"Although this is a bit difficult, based on the merits you will gain, I should be able to help you apply for an opportunity to enter."

Jules was a little puzzled:

"Where did I get the merit?"

When this topic was brought up, a faint smile appeared on the corner of Centipede's mouth:

"Killing a noble is a serious crime, but killing a secret cultist is a meritorious service."

He looked at Jules and said meaningfully:

"Now, not only that deceased fellow, but even the entire Wellington family has been defined as a den of esoteric cultists. I think you should understand what to do."

Yule raised his eyebrows, drank the tea in his hand in one breath, and said with a smile:

"Then it seems that this trip is necessary for both emotional and logical reasons."

The centipede also drank the tea in one gulp, stood up and said:

"Come with me. I have nothing to do. Let me show you around the Suppression Bureau."

……

"The Suppression Bureau, formerly the Night Shift Bureau, focuses on punishing those whose crimes may only exist in their dreams."

"I'm not actually at the top—above me, there exists a supreme being called the Immortal.

However, they are usually not responsible for managing specific affairs and only take action at critical moments. On weekdays, people like me will perform their duties on their behalf."

"Because of this, two factions were formed within the organization. The Vesti you asked about earlier belongs to the other faction.

Their stance is pro-aristocratic, and their protection of the common people is only to maintain the ruling foundation of the empire and the aristocracy."

Having said this, the centipede suddenly stopped.

"See? That's him." Jules looked in the direction the centipede was looking, and saw a fat middle-aged man carrying a bottle of whiskey and strolling leisurely in the corridor.

As if sensing the centipede's gaze, Vesti turned his head slightly, and when he saw that it was the centipede, his smiling face suddenly fell.

"Mr. Centipede, are you still interested in strolling around?" he said indifferently.

The centipede smiled slightly and stabbed the other party:
"Haha, Mr. Vesti, I'll take this new detective to familiarize himself with the affairs. You can go back to your 'business'."

Sir Vesti naturally heard that the centipede was mocking him for taking drinking as a serious matter.

But he pretended not to understand, snorted coldly, stared at Yu Le for a few seconds, then turned and went into the office.

After Sir Devestin left, Jules could not help but ask:
"When did I become a detective again?"

Centipede said leisurely:
"Since you have reached the second level, killed a highly threatening secret cultist, and assisted the organization in exposing the crimes of the Wellington family, you have met the requirements for promotion to Inspector."

Jules stared at the centipede, as if trying to read something from his facial expression.

But the latter just said calmly:
"I don't know about others, but under my leadership, the Suppression Bureau has never hesitated to accept those with less than spotless resumes—as long as they can demonstrate sufficient ability and determination."

He gave Jules a significant look.

Being looked at by the centipede, Yule suddenly felt as if his whole body was seen through, but he showed no fear. He just chuckled and said:
"Thank you very much for your trust."

Since Centipede didn't pursue his secret and was willing to help him, he was naturally willing to accept his help and contribute to the prevention and suppression bureau.

It is better to have a reliable superior than a leader who is not a good person.

Yule subconsciously thought of Sir Vesti whom he had just met.

He raised his brows slightly and thought of a question - Centipede was called by a code name, why did Sir Vesti call him by his name directly?

After hearing Yule's question, Centipede smiled faintly and said:
"It's simple. He's the illegitimate son of a noble. His biological father is ashamed of this and doesn't acknowledge his existence. But he, on the other hand, considers himself a noble in the Anti-Suppression Bureau.

But unfortunately, since there was no heir to the title, he had to spend some money to buy a title that no one recognized and named himself "Sir."

"Let's go. I'll introduce you to the team members you'll be leading later."

……

Dusk.

Today's smog is particularly heavy, which reminds Jules of another famous title of London:

Fog.

The thick fog, shrouded in coal dust, gave him a familiar sense of discomfort.

Jules twitched his nose, turned around and looked at his team.

A few police officers and two first-level detectives,

In the team, Jules, as the captain, is actually the youngest.

At the beginning, others had some doubts about his ability.

But when he casually cut a branch into a smooth mirror-like cross section with the blood spurting out, several people looked at him with a hint of respect.

Regardless of whether Jules' promotion was reasonable in their eyes, his ability was indeed worthy of the position.

At this moment, there are still people coming in and out of the Rose Manor, but the number of people leaving is increasing.

Since the Anti-Suppression Bureau has made the decision to wipe out the Wellington family, it will naturally evacuate outsiders in advance.

Of course, in a way that raises as little alarm as possible.

There were many members of the Wellington family who came and went, and they still had lingering pride on their faces, and were completely unaware of what was about to happen.

After observing for a while, Jules made a secret gesture towards the tall building in the distance.

Although it was far away, he knew that he could see it with Lutos's eyesight.

Lutos also led a team to participate in this operation.

On the high building, Lutos saw Yule's gesture, turned his head, and said in a deep voice:
"It's almost time. Let's start coordinating with the other teams to set up the ceremony and seal the entrance and exit doors. We must ensure that no important people are exposed."

"At midnight, we will officially start."

(End of this chapter)