I can copy tags infinitely.

Li En chatted briefly with the police officer and successfully copied both tags on his head.

The materialist warrior is just one label away from reaching level 3.

The marksman's rating was directly upgraded to Lv2.

[The existence of a pre-label has been confirmed]

The sharpshooter has been upgraded to Lv2.

Sharpshooter Lv2

[Effect 1: When you possess a long-range attack, your attacks will always hit the enemy you intend to attack within 15 meters.]

[Effect 2: When you are within 50 meters and someone is aiming at you, you will receive a certain level of alert.]

If someone is aiming at you within 50 meters, will you receive a warning?

Lee En thought this ability to foreshadow crises was quite good.

From this perspective, the situation regarding the labels he currently holds is quite clear.

A genius in mysticism can increase his knowledge of mysticism and help him obtain certain information and clues about mystical items.

Natural Investigators can enhance their intuition, allowing them to better interact with mystical forces and objects.

The label of "materialist warrior" can help him maintain his sanity under the influence of mystical forces and avoid falling into madness and self-destruction.

The remaining labels are there to help him make better use of the advantages of these three labels.

In other words, these three labels are essentially the core of his ability to gain a foothold on the mystical side!

Li En took a deep breath, and the scorching gray fog and coal dust rushed into his nasal cavity.

"So, these three labels are what I'm focusing on?"

After saying goodbye to the police officers, Li En sat on the sofa, opened Lin Qi's diary, and glanced at its contents.

Lynch's handwriting is very beautiful. After all, he used to be an administrative staff member at Scotland Yard who was responsible for organizing and archiving files. If his handwriting wasn't good, he probably wouldn't have been hired.

The diary entries are very simple, basically just recording Lynch's daily itinerary and reflections. Apart from mentioning "that person" on the first page, the entries don't mention him much afterward.

However, the day before the copycat incident, things changed slightly.

"Today, that person found me for the first time and gave me a book."

He told me that the book possessed incredible power and could even grant my wishes.

"I believe what he said. After all, given his position, his words carry weight, and he wouldn't lie to me."

Who is he?

Li En looked at the sentence and fell into a brief state of deep thought.

This suggests that the other party must be a person of high rank and authority, at least much higher in status than a civilian police officer at Scotland Yard.

Moreover, the other party's identity carries weight when they claim an object possesses incredible power.

Li En could only think of a few identities, such as a professor of occultism, an expert in antique appraisal, a clergyman, or a nobleman with a keen interest in occultism.

Without knowing the other person's name, it is difficult to determine their identity.

"When I got home, I opened that book. The words in the book were in a language I didn't recognize, but that person had taught me how to improve my own cognition."

The next line was crudely blacked out. It should have recorded a method for improving cognition, but Lynch, or someone else, did not want this method to be exposed, so they blacked it out.

"I tried to broaden my understanding, and only then did I realize how terrifying this was."

"To break through to the first level, the lunar layer, I needed to transcend emotions and habits, so I discarded them."

"After doing this, I was able to perceive things that I couldn't normally perceive."

"They stay around us, but because of the separation of fate, they cannot get close to us. But if we break the separation of fate and actively approach them, then things will be different."

At this point, Lin Qi's handwriting became somewhat messy, as if he had written it in a state of panic and fear.

"I feel like I'm going crazy. This world isn't for me. I still can't understand the words in the books. That person told me it's because I haven't risen high enough."

"I must ascend to the second level, Mercury, to transcend the limitations of language and thought and reach a level where I can understand the contents of books."

"But just staying on the lunar surface was already worse than death!"

"I begged him to kill me. I didn't want to face those unseen beings, day and night, who were watching me, trying to get close to me!"

"They're there—!"

The text following those three words was then blacked out, and the blackening was done in a very crude way, almost as if an ink bottle had been poured directly onto it.

Li En frowned slightly, twirled the pages, and turned to the next page.

"That person granted my request, allowing me to kill anyone at random. In return, he would teach me how to descend."

Li En flipped to the content of the second day.

"I did it. I killed someone, someone I had a grudge against before. I don't regret it. I'm willing to pay any price to get me out of this hellish world."

He said he would come tonight, and I'm still waiting for him.

The diary entry for that day contained only these few lines. Li En then turned to the next page.

The distorted words suddenly returned to calm at that moment, and the beautiful handwriting remained on the surface of the diary paper.

He didn't come.

These three simple words seemed to have exhausted all of Lin Qi's strength and spirit in the very end.

But Li En felt something was strange.

First, as the pages of the diary were moved further back, Lynch's handwriting gradually became erratic and even more distorted, as if countless maggots were crawling on it.

But on the last day, the handwriting suddenly returned to normal, and the three characters were written neatly, as if writing a will.

Rather than suggesting that Lynch had a final burst of energy before death, Li En is more inclined to believe that someone altered the ending of his diary.

"Perhaps we should take a look from an investigator's perspective."

Without much hesitation, Li En began to take on the role of an investigator.

The tiny lights floated in the air, but they didn't deliberately approach the diary, indicating that it wasn't anything unusual.

Lynch's last handwriting did not appear to have been altered by any mystical forces.

Li En pondered for a moment, wanting to turn the page to see if there were any problems with the previous content.

but.

Just then.

The slightly yellowed surface of the paper suddenly developed faint red marks.

It was as if fresh blood was seeping out from between the cracks in the paper, and the words, like a blood-written letter, were deeply imprinted on the surface of the paper, filling the original lines completely.

He's still in my mind!

A simple string of characters, like a thunderclap in the calm of the night!

Li En rubbed his eyes, and the blood-written letter that had appeared suddenly disappeared, as if it had never existed; it was all just his imagination.

"No, this is not an illusion."

Li En knew this very well; this line of text was Lynch's true last words as he was on the verge of collapse!

The London serial killer, the mastermind behind Lynch, and many more mysteries remain unsolved, waiting for you to discover the final answers.

clang--

Outside the window, the continuous chimes of Big Ben could be heard.

Li En glanced at the time, then at the sky outside the window.

Although the sky was covered by thick fog and coal dust, the sky could not hide its delicate beauty.

It was past dusk, nearing winter. In London at that time, dusk began around 4:30.

He had arranged to meet Ruby at eight o'clock in the evening, but considering the time needed to change, the journey, and the etiquette of a gentleman arriving before a lady, he had better start preparing now.

"Miss Lena," Li En called out, "Could you please prepare an outfit for me to wear out?"

Lena, standing by the fireplace, gave a slight bow. "It's all ready, young master."

With that, Lena turned and went into the dressing room, where she took out an exquisite and expensive, yet understated, evening gown.

"This evening gown was specially made from Savile Row. I hope you like it."

Savile Row is famous; even Lee En knows about it.

In a vast city like London, apart from the West End, Savile Row is the most famous for its tailors.

Not only nobles frequented Savile Row, but even royalty sometimes had their clothes custom-made there. Wearing clothing custom-made from Savile Row was itself a symbol of status.

A bead of cold sweat trickled down Li En's forehead. "This outfit doesn't look cheap..."

Lena nodded slightly. "25 Guinea, young master."

How many?

When Li En heard the words following the numbers, he thought he had misheard.

The guinea is a type of gold coin that circulated in British history, commonly used in transactions of high-end goods and payments for professional services, and its value was higher than that of the pound sterling.

Although Parliament has adjusted the value of the guinea several times, the value of 1 guinea has generally remained between 20 and 30 shillings.

In London at that time, 1 guinea was approximately equal to 1 pound and 1 shilling.

This dress costs around 30 pounds!

£30, that's over 500 shillings!

Monroe only earns 10 shillings a week!

The lives of nobles are indeed extraordinary.

"As a social occasion among nobles, a good set of clothes represents respectability and your status," Lena replied seriously.

"As a son of the Baron of Wells, you should always maintain a respectable appearance and never allow any behavior that tarnishes the family's reputation. Considering this, this evening suit is actually quite cheap."

Li En fell silent, remembering something more important. "When was this outfit made?"

Lena replied, "From the day I learned of your appointment with someone else, young master."

Li En was even more confused. "I don't remember going to Savile Row to take measurements. How did they order it?"

"I'll take your measurements myself while you're sleeping tonight," Lena answered honestly. "After all, this is a surprise from the master for you. If you knew beforehand, it wouldn't be a surprise."

Li En: "..."

This is hardly a surprise.

That's clearly a shock!