I have a Tantric panel

honestly.

Xia En was really just guessing randomly; he just happened to be right.

"So accurate a guess?"

Lucius gave him a strange look and muttered, "Are you the detective and I'm the detective?"

"It's not just physical rewards; they'll also give you a junior consultant title."

He continued, "However, there's one requirement: you need to register in person at Scotland Yard."

Xia En understood quickly.

This junior advisor status is both a reward and a constraint.

Register individuals associated with the mystical side.

This will facilitate investigation and control should anything happen in the future.

After thinking for a moment, Shane asked, "Does Mr. Lucius suggest I go or not?"

"Go there when you have time."

Lucius was casual: "I've registered with them before, and there's usually no mandatory requirement."

"The current Minister of Scotland Yard is a smart man."

"A wise person knows how to deal with what's behind the curtain."

Xia En was relieved.

"Oh, by the way, that grizzly bear said he'll come to pick you up. He'll probably be there in about ten minutes. You can go with him."

"And what about you, Mr. Lucius?"

"ha--"

Lucius yawned widely.

"I really can't stay awake any longer, I feel like I'm going to die from exhaustion if I don't sleep soon."

Looking at his purplish lips, Xia En nodded in agreement.

"Go to sleep and get some rest."

After having breakfast prepared by Eileen at the restaurant, the sound of horses' hooves came from downstairs.

Shaun calmly walked downstairs and saw Inspector Gray waving at him from beside the carriage.

"Brother Xia En, let's go."

The bell rang, and the wheels accelerated forward.

Sitting in the carriage.

Gray also casually mentioned a couple of details about the case to Shane.

It turns out that the Crimson Servant had long used that abandoned factory as a secret meeting place.

This is not the first time that homeless people have been used as sacrificial offerings.

However, because the abandoned factory was very well hidden and belonged to the Hillman family's private property, almost no one would search it.

That's why it hasn't been exposed.

"Speaking of which, there's something strange."

"What is it?"

"One of their leaders went blind for some reason."

Gray stroked his chin, which was covered in a thick beard.

"To put it simply, it was like looking directly into the radiance of [Si Zhou]."

"..."

"Anyway, it's a bit strange, but it's fortunate that he's blind, otherwise the capture process would have been much more troublesome."

Xia En recalled the scream he heard when he finished entering the painting.

Could it be that what happened in that painting had a simultaneous effect on reality?

Without thinking it over, he asked a question instead.

"Detective Gray, do you think... the Hillman family was aware of this?"

Inspector Gray's expression turned serious, and he lowered his voice.

"I wouldn't dare say such a thing."

"That's the Hillman family. A detective of my rank isn't qualified to investigate their affairs."

Being unqualified to investigate does not mean one does not want to investigate.

Shane understood Gray's subtext.

This means that the detective also had suspicions about them, but he just couldn't be sure.

Having obtained the answer he sought, Xia En remained silent, his thoughts swirling within him.

The carriage turned two streets and gradually came to a stop.

"arrive."

I followed Inspector Gray out of the car.

What comes into view is a heavy red brick building.

The eaves are pressed against the horizontal lines of white stone, and a faded royal coat of arms is embedded in the stone wall.

This is Scotland Yard, the place that maintains order and tranquility in the capital.

Under the archway, uniformed police officers hurried back and forth.

They appeared busy and efficient.

But Xia En wasn't envious at all.

Being a police officer in this era is not a good job.

They are often understaffed, have a very wide jurisdiction, and often work day and night to handle cases.

More importantly, there was no advanced technology like that of later generations.

People who are extremely busy every day are among those at highest risk of sudden death.

If Gray hadn't just finished a major case, he probably wouldn't have had time to pick up Shane.

"Good day, Inspector Gray."

"Gray, you look great today!"

As Gray walked into the red brick building, the police officers he encountered all greeted him warmly.

It's clear that this grizzly bear is quite popular at Scotland Yard.

Some eyes also fell on the overly young Xia En.

Some people guessed something, but said nothing.

Scotland Yard handles a large number of strange and mysterious cases every day, and news spreads and circulates among the people.

They naturally know more about that side than the average person.

Shaun stood obediently behind Gray, silently observing his surroundings.

After turning a corner, we were met by a group of serious-looking police officers.

Their police ranks were clearly higher than those of the people on the periphery.

The man at the head was as steady as a reef, his light brown pupils seemingly unwavering.

Upon seeing him, Inspector Gray stood at attention in the corridor.

"Lord Julian."

"Good morning, Inspector Gray."

Julian's expression was gentle, and his gaze casually drifted to Shane behind him.

"...And who is this?"

"This is Shane Knox, come to the police station to register."

Gray explained, "The case of the painter's suicide was solved with his assistance."

Upon hearing this, the gazes of several patrol officers nearby towards Xia En subtly changed.

Julian's expression also became more serious.

"It's you! On behalf of Scotland Yard, I thank you."

[You have come into contact with a transcendent being who embodies the principles of "Forging" (Moth) (for the first time)!]

[Soul Point +1!]

I glanced at the text on the panel.

Xia En's mind automatically recalled.

[Casting] symbolizes—

Forging, transformation, power, flame.

Everything can be reshaped.

Smash the old forms and forge the new.

The power of creation does not come from understanding, but from taking action to change.

but……

What does the word "moth" mean in the following context?

Does this mean that although he is the standard for casting, he has deviated towards moth?

With thoughts swirling in his mind, Xia En simply nodded slightly on the surface.

"I hope there will be opportunities to cooperate in the future."

The two sides only met briefly before quickly parting ways.

Julian squinted at the corner.

Shane Knox...

The name sounds familiar; I feel like I've heard it somewhere before.

the other side.

Gray, who had reached the registration room door, looked at Shane with admiration.

"You've got guts, kid. You can stay so calm in front of that gentleman."

"You mean Julian?"

Xia En was a little surprised: "He seems quite easy to get along with."

"You have no idea, when Lord Julian gets serious, just staring at someone can scare them to tears."

Gray said confidently, "He used to work in the North, and everyone in the department called him... the Wolf of the North."

Xia En pondered for a moment.

Those eyes did indeed have a wolf-like quality.

We didn't talk about this topic for too long.

Shane quickly completed the simple registration.

After signing his name and writing down his basic information on the paper, a booklet was handed to him.

—That's proof of a junior consultant.

It's very simple, but it's absolutely effective.

From a certain perspective, wouldn't he be considered a person with a formal position?

Xia En thought to himself, then asked.

"Speaking of which, Inspector Gray, what is my physical reward?"

Grizzly Bear immediately revealed a mysterious smile: "Don't worry, I guarantee you'll be satisfied."

"Come with me."