Becoming a god by raising witches

So Locke found it very novel that Rhaenys could also hold meetings.

Robson perked up, feeling like he'd been drifting through the week in a daze. Back in Yorkshire, the Bureau of Investigation held morning meetings almost every day, but in the capital, Kosork, he was surprisingly lethargic. On days without meetings, Robson felt completely lost.

Locke and Robson were both attending the Sixth Bureau of Investigation meeting for the first time, and they both became more alert.

All the investigators gathered in the director's office on the third floor.

Director Renis was already sitting in her office.

Unlike any other time I've seen her before, today Renes looked dignified, elegant, and serious, and she wasn't holding a pipe.

Locke guessed that this must be the original body that returned from Yorkshire.

He had already settled Eileen in the kitchen and instructed her to get along well with old Rani and not ruin her career, otherwise there would be no more delicious dishes in the future.

Renis saw Locke and Robson, nodded slightly to them, and then her gaze fell on the other veteran investigators.

Both the carefree Sieg and the wine-obsessed Dimo ​​straightened their posture under her gaze.

"Everyone, let's begin the reports, starting with Dimo ​​and Angela."

Renis's cool voice rang out.

Dimo, abandoning his usual languid tone, spoke seriously.

"The C19 case has been solved. A female alchemist named Melnia found the witch's necklace. Because Melnia was ugly and lacked love for a long time, she longed for a man's affection. This aroused C19, making her charming and attracting other workers. Twenty people indulged their desires in the warehouse until they died, and their souls were absorbed by C19."

"C19 was retrieved by the witch, her soul was devoured, and she was thrown back onto the street. Locke found C19, but because he was simple-minded, he never activated C19's potential power. Now C19's state is very stable."

Angela added.

Renis nodded slightly and looked at Locke.

"Just in case, Locke should remember to go to the church for another thorough check to see if there is any potential threat from C19."

"Okay, Director."

Locke was still a little uncomfortable with such a serious and earnest director.

Renis looked at Sieg, who swallowed hard and said,

"Lock and I handled an A-level anomaly incident together. We encountered a witch named Sheria, who is most likely the owner of C19. However, her condition was not right; she was somewhat weak. Hmm, I guess she probably suffered other serious injuries before. After she was killed, she cursed Locke. Locke has already undergone purification at the church and is now a devout follower of the Life Cult. He goes to the church to pray very early every morning."

Renis raised an eyebrow, a hint of coldness in her eyes.

"You led a rookie who hadn't even finished his probationary period on an A-level bizarre mission?"

"I'm sorry, Chief, I mistook Locke for Robson."

"Deduct one month's salary. If you make this kind of silly mistake again, deduct six months' salary."

Renis said in an unquestionable tone that she could not accept that a new investigator would be killed in the line of duty because of Sieg’s carefree personality. According to regulations, a rookie like Locke should not be allowed to carry out a mission for less than three months.

"When you report on a task next time, I don't want to hear guesses or uncertain words like 'probably'."

Sig's face visibly fell into a state of dejection, turning into a grotesque "囧" shape, just like the crybaby Boyd.

"Okay, Director."

Sieg missed the shadowy figure of the director, so she never cared about these things.

"Boyd, it's your turn."

Renis looked at Boyd, whose eyes were red and swollen. He was standing by the door furthest from Renis and also kept a long distance from Angela.

"The deaths of 500 people dancing to exhaustion in the West End Central Plaza were not solely due to water pollution; they were affected by the strange object C318, the red ballet shoes. I have not yet located C318. The last known location of the red ballet shoes was on the feet of Miss Levy Bilal, a ballerina at the Rose Theatre, but she seemed unaware of this and did not die. I will continue to investigate Miss Levy Bilal."

Boyd said, his head bowed.

Locke was stunned. It turned out that the death of 500 people dancing in the central square of the West District had little to do with the water pollution in the West District. It was actually because of strange things! No wonder he always felt that this incident was a bit strange. The residents of Pete Street who were dancing did not die, so why did the people in the central square die?

It seems someone is trying to take advantage of the water pollution issue to steal these 500 souls.

The C318 Red Dancing Shoes, judging from the name, are probably the kind of strange objects that make people want to dance endlessly, even to the point of death.

Who exactly is behind this?

Locke's brows furrowed unconsciously.

"Hmm, it is indeed a bit difficult to ask you to investigate Miss Levy Bilal."

The bureau chief rubbed his temples and looked at the others.

"Who among you would like to switch missions with Boyd?"

In order to get his salary back, Sieg took the initiative to step forward and say...

"Robson and I don't have any missions recently, so we can go."

Renis didn't answer, but glanced at Dimo ​​and Angela, who clearly didn't want to get involved.

She looked at Boyd.

"We cannot slack off in training new recruits. We hope Locke will be promoted to a full-fledged position as soon as possible and become one of us."

Sieg breathed a sigh of relief; it seemed that Rhaenys had agreed to let him make amends.

The blond, blue-eyed boy, Robson, was thrilled; he could finally stop sitting on the sidelines.

Renis picked up the documents on the table, took out a pipe from the drawer, and tapped it on the table.

The demon Rebecca, disguised as a little girl, jumped out. She first glared fiercely at Locke, then obediently nuzzled against Renis, took the documents from Renis's hand, and began to read.

"Document 3512: The Duke of Hagen's daughter is suspected of being kidnapped and has not returned home for 24 hours. The Sheriff's Court has dispatched a large number of sheriffs to search the entire city, but they have not found Andy Hagen. The Duke of Hagen is now very anxious."

"Document 3560: A new coffee shop called Galken Coffee Shop opened in the East District. People who went into the coffee shop never came out. Two days ago, two sheriffs went to investigate, but they haven't come out yet. We've completely lost contact with them."

"Document 3677 states that the Church of Light's mark has been found in the frozen area of ​​the upper Kosol River, raising suspicions that members of the Church of Light are conducting evil rituals on the glacier."

"Document 3701: Princess Frida's beloved dog Suad is missing..."

……

After Rebecca finished reading, she obediently returned to her pipe.

Locke found it strange; wasn't the power of a shadow clone supposed to be that the shadow was stronger than the main body?

Why does Rebecca feel more afraid of the real body than of the shadow?

Could it be that the strange ability I plagiarized has mutated?

"What do you think?"

Renis looked at her investigators.

Sieg was the first to speak, "I'm willing to investigate the case of the Duke of Hagen's daughter's disappearance."

"You still have the case of the Red Shoes, so you don't need to bother with this."

Renis asked directly, "Angela, what are your thoughts?"

“This is not the first time the Duke of Hagen’s daughter has gone missing. She always runs away from home on her own and returns within 48 hours. I don’t think it’s worth wasting energy looking for her.”

Angela said dismissively.

“None of us can guarantee her complete safety after she runs away from home, especially since Miss Andy Hagen is a beautiful woman. Can you imagine how devastated the Duke would be if something happened to her? This matter must be investigated, Angela.”

Dimo said seriously.

Angela nodded, realizing the seriousness of the problem.

"Okay, we'll take it."

Renis nodded with satisfaction.

“The case at the coffee shop is a bit tricky, I’ll go there myself. Boyd will handle the Church of Light case. Locke, I’ve seen your recent performance, it’s been pretty good. You’ll be in charge of helping Princess Frida find her beloved dog Suad. It’s fine if this task is done by an intern investigator.”

After making the arrangements, Rhaenys stood up, walked over to Locke and Robson, and gave them a slight smile.

"Welcome to the Bureau of Investigation. Remember to attend the party tonight."

"Thank you, Director."

Robson's cheeks flushed slightly as he said, flattered, that he thought it was a welcome party specially set up for the newcomers.

In fact, it's rare to see a beauty like Reines in York's Bureau of Investigation.

As Rhaenys approached, Locke could already hear Robson's heart pounding faster.

This boy seems to have absolutely no resistance to older women like Renis; he's definitely too young.

"Let's adjourn."

The door to Renis's office opened, and the investigators left one by one.

Locke was very satisfied. Renis had assigned him the task of finding a dog for the princess, which meant that he could not only slack off at work as usual, but also avoid danger.

The situation at the Galken Coffee Shop in the East End sounds dangerous.

It's estimated that Renis will send her clone to investigate.

If the clone dies, the main body will suffer some injuries, but there will be no particularly serious impact. As long as there is light and shadow, the clone can reappear.

Locke followed Boyd into the fourth-floor library to continue studying occult knowledge.

“Locke, since you’re about to participate in a real mission, I have to tell you some common sense.”

Boyd took out a book of etiquette and handed it to Locke.