Please be my partner.

Salim paused, then said nonchalantly, "Local branches of the Special Affairs Bureau have always had the right to temporarily recruit members locally. It seems the practices of the Vero City Special Affairs Bureau have caused dissatisfaction among the higher-ups, and they want to make some changes. While you were training in the police training camp, elites from all walks of life were transferred to the Vero City Special Affairs Bureau. I was also transferred there shortly after you left."

"It feels pretty good, at least it's much better than training those new recruits in the police training camp. And then there's the fact that Roland City needs elite personnel, and because I have a good enough resume, I was transferred directly here."

Melen blinked, thinking that this matter seemed, perhaps, probably, to have something to do with him?!

Putting this thought behind him, he said, "Since we've become partners, let me introduce myself again. I'm a beastmaster..."

Then, he pointed at Spike and said, "Spike, you know the dog I'm currently contracted to."

He pointed at the little Honglian in the cage and said, "Honglian, this is the dog I will contract with in the future."

Finally, he pointed at himself and said, "Master Beast Tamer, although the dogs are very powerful, I am my biggest weakness. Remember to protect me in the future."

Salim curled his lips and said, "Second-level Knight, I have no weaknesses!"

After saying this, he looked at the little red lotus in the cage and chuckled, "You're no wonder, Master Mellen. Even after coming to Roland City, you have such a strong backer. You were able to get the cursed little red dog that was auctioned off for tens of thousands of gold coins at the Garno Farm. Awesome! Awesome!"

Mellen's expression was calm.

Well, it’s still the familiar taste, still so disgusting, it must be me!

Spike was already used to this. He lay down at Mellen's feet and yawned out of boredom.

The little red lotus in the cage looked at Mellen, her eyes seemed to be asking... Master, master, can I bite him? Can I? Can I? Can I?!

Mellen waved his hand and said, "Stop talking nonsense. When do we start our mission? Also, how can we contact each other? I have classes on weekdays, so I can't report to the Special Affairs Bureau every day, right?"

Salim said, "The Special Affairs Bureau has a lot of tasks to do recently. We can start anytime if we want. As for our communication, the Special Affairs Bureau has already made preparations."

As he spoke, he handed a blue metal piece that was one finger long and two fingers wide to Mellen.

After Melen took it, he played with it in his hands, not understanding what it meant.

Salim took out another piece of metal and began to carve words on it with his fingernails?!

At the same time, the metal piece in Mellen's hand began to vibrate slightly. He looked carefully and saw the words "Master Mellen" appear on it.

Salim paused, pointing to the metal piece in his hand. "This is a communication tool unique to the Special Affairs Bureau. It comes in a set of two. When you engrave something on one piece, the other piece will display it and vibrate."

"It can only transmit a maximum of ten words at a time. The words will remain for one minute. You must wait until the previous words disappear before you can write again."

"Of course, the communication distance isn't unlimited, but it should cover the entire Roland City and some surrounding areas without any problems."

Melen looked at the metal piece in his hand and felt quite curious. Isn't this an extraordinary version of the instant communication tool?

Salim continued, "Because the information that can be transmitted is limited, we will agree on some keywords. This will facilitate the transmission of the message and also prevent the metal piece from being lost and then being obtained by the enemy, thereby leaking intelligence information."

Mellen nodded, this was as it should be.

Seeing this, Salim said, "Are you free this afternoon?"

Mellen nodded in confirmation. There was no open class that interested him today, and he had already asked for leave in advance with several other instructors.

Salim nodded and said, "Okay, then we'll go have lunch later and then go to the Special Affairs Bureau headquarters this afternoon to see if there are any extraordinary events suitable for you to practice."

Chapter 55 Practice

At noon, in a private room at a high-end barbecue restaurant.

Although it is a confined space, there is an exhaust vent at the top of the room to quickly discharge the smoke.

At this time, the air in the box was filled with the smell of charcoal fire.

The large pieces of barbecue were ready, and Melen and Salim started to grill them, while Spike took the big basin of meat bones and started to gnaw on them.

Melen waved to Xiao Honglian.

The little guy immediately understood and came out of the cage. He first rubbed his master's trouser legs, and then used his blood control ability on the piece of meat in his master's hand to draw out all the remaining blood in the meat.

Although doing so will cause the meat to lose its original attractive color, the removal of blood will make the fishy smell disappear completely, making the taste even better.

Salim stared at the scene in a daze, his expression shocked. He obviously had never thought that supernatural powers could be used in this way.

Melen behaved very normally. To him, if supernatural powers could not be applied to life, then the meaning of their existence would be largely lost!

He gestured to Salim, "Want to try it?"

Salim stared at the bloody steak in his hand, thought for a moment, and said, "Forget it. I still want to preserve some of the original flavor of the ingredients."

"Preserve the original flavor of the ingredients?" Melen said maliciously, "Then I recommend you try the Nine-Turn Large Intestine."

Salim asked, "Nine turns of the large intestine? I know about the large intestine, but how do you do these nine turns?"

Mellen said vaguely: "It's a method that can fully preserve the original flavor of the ingredients!"

Salim felt that Meren had ill intentions, but he had no evidence.

He looked at Xiao Honglian and asked, "Controlling blood, is this the awakened ability of your little red dog?"

Melen nodded in response, turned the barbecue over and sprinkled seasoning on it, and immediately a strong aroma spread out.

Salim asked again, "Then to what extent can it control blood? For example, can it directly control blood leaving the human body?"

He was more familiar with Spike, but he needed to understand Xiao Honglian's abilities.

Melen said: "You should know about the magnetic field of life, right?"

Salim thought for a moment and said, "The wizard's theory?"

Melen nodded and said, "From the perspective of wizards, everyone has their own life magnetic field. This force can instinctively resist the extraordinary and mysterious things that are harmful to themselves. However, the life magnetic field of ordinary people is very weak, so weak that it has almost no effect on extraordinary people. The life magnetic field of extraordinary people is very strong."

"Honglian's blood manipulation ability can be easily used by ordinary people, but for extraordinary professionals, their life magnetic field needs to be weakened or broken before the ability can take effect."

"Break what you mean..." Salim asked.

Melen smiled and scratched the barbecue with a knife a few times. He said, "In short, it's about creating wounds."

Eating a big piece of grilled meat always makes meat eaters happy.

After a hearty meal, the two walked towards the Special Affairs Bureau headquarters.

On the way, Salim once again resumed his persona of a taciturn and ruthless warrior.

Secret Service Headquarters.

It seemed even busier here than it had been this morning.

The two of them didn't stop for long and went straight to the archive room.

It can be seen that Salim is indeed very famous, and most people he meets on the street will take the initiative to greet him.

Although his expression was indifferent, he responded one by one.

When they arrived at the archives room, they were greeted by a blonde, blue-eyed beauty with a hot body. When she looked at Salim, her eyes lit up.

Salim said, "Windsor, bring all the E-level incident files."

The Special Affairs Bureau divides special events into five levels: A, B, C, D, and E. D and E belong to the first-level category, B and C belong to the second-level category, and all events involving third-level strongmen belong to the A-level category.

Windsor said in a sweet voice, "Yes, Mr. Salim."

Then she twisted her waist and left, came back a moment later, and handed the three documents to Salim.

Mellen even saw Windsor run his fingertips across Salim's hand when handing him the document.

Salim looked indifferent and unmoved, but the more he was like that, the more interested Windsor seemed to be.

Salim opened the document in his hand and took a look, and Melen also came over.

The first one, rodent infestation, level E.

There are suspected signs of abnormal rat activity on Marco Street on Fifth Avenue. Members of the Special Affairs Bureau are required to investigate. If any extraordinary rats are born, they should be reported immediately.

Below is a series of intelligence descriptions, including brief accounts of inquiries from residents of Mark Street, and various descriptions of unusual rodents.

The second one, mysterious knocking sound, E level.

According to residents of Seventh Avenue and Fulin Street, they hear some kind of knocking sound every midnight.

After the intelligence department went to investigate, they did hear similar sounds, but they did not find the source of the sounds and did not encounter any danger. They suspected that it was related to the mystery and needed the Special Affairs Bureau to investigate.

Below is a brief description of the residents of Fulin Street, as well as a simple map of the street and the approximate distribution of the knocking sounds.

The third one, a mentally ill painter, grade E.

Mr. Nia of Eleventh Avenue Parkway reported his daughter missing.

After investigation, the police found that Mr. Nia has always been single and has no wife or children, which can be confirmed by the surrounding neighbors.

However, Mr. Nia insisted that he had a daughter and his narration was logical and clear.

It is speculated that the painter named Nia has had his memory tampered with by someone or something, and members of the Special Affairs Bureau are needed to investigate to confirm the specific situation and whether there are any subsequent dangers.

Below is a brief account of Mr. Nia's situation, including a painting he drew for his daughter and corroborating testimonies from his neighbors.

This is an E-level mission, which is basically based on investigating and confirming intelligence, and is considered quite simple.

If Mellen were allowed to choose among the three E-level tasks, he would definitely choose the third one.

The first "rat plague" obviously requires dealing with environments such as sewers. It's not that Mellen can't bear this kind of hardship, but when there are other options, there seems to be no need to do it deliberately.

The second one has some time restrictions. The investigation must be carried out at midnight. Mellen hopes to attend classes normally tomorrow, which is obviously inappropriate.

And the third task is...

Suddenly Mellen's expression froze and he thought of a question.

The third task is to confirm whether the painter's memory has been tampered with.

As a knight, Salim obviously does not have this ability, and Mellen and his dogs can't do it either.

So they can't complete this mission and can't choose at all?!

Just as Melen was struggling, he heard Salim say, "Let's accept the E-rank mission 'The Insane Painter.' Also, I'm requesting the use of Extraordinary Item C-062... the Spirit Crystal."

Windsor smiled sweetly and said, "Okay, I'll help you apply right away!"

After Windsor went to work, Mellen finally understood after asking...

The Special Affairs Bureau divides the danger levels of all collected extraordinary items into three levels: A, B, and C. When performing tasks, members of the Special Affairs Bureau can apply for temporary use rights of extraordinary items with a level C number according to their needs.

The function of the spirit crystal is to confirm the mental state by collecting the naturally emitted spirit.

With it, it is easy to tell whether the painter's memory has been tampered with.

Chapter 56 The Abnormal Painter

Half an hour later, the two left the Special Affairs Bureau headquarters with the spirit crystal.

Of course, the reason why it took so long was because they followed the normal process when applying for extraordinary items. If they encountered an emergency, it would be much faster if special procedures were used.

As they were leaving, Mellen asked curiously, "As a temporary investigator for the Special Affairs Bureau, don't I need to wear a uniform or bring something to prove my identity?"

Salim said with amusement, "You also know that you're a temporary investigator? To put it bluntly, you're just my assistant. You only have the right to investigate cases when you're with me. If you act alone, your status is automatically invalidated. Why would you need any proof?"

Mellen curled his lips, feeling even worse off than when he was a temporary worker in his previous life. At least temporary workers could sign a labor contract.

The entire Roland City is divided by a series of crisscrossing avenues. Odd-numbered avenues run north-south, and even-numbered avenues run east-west. The first avenue is the one located in front of the palace in the center of the city.

Eleventh Avenue is very close to the outer city area.

2 p.m.

Mellen and Salim came to the Parkway on 11th Avenue. Looking around, they saw many small apartments. It was obvious that those who could live here were at least wealthy.

They followed the map to find Mr. Nia's residence and rang the doorbell without hesitation.

A moment later, Mellen heard light footsteps, and then a gaze fell on him through the peephole on the door.

Roland City is no different from other places. The uniforms of the Special Affairs Bureau members are very recognizable here, but the strange combination of a Special Affairs Bureau member and a student outside the door still made Mr. Nia a little hesitant, especially the big dog that was as tall as a person. It looked too scary!

So he asked out loud: "You... who are you?!"

Salim said, "Mr. Nia, we are sent by the Special Affairs Bureau to investigate your daughter's disappearance. The person next to me is my investigator partner."

After a pause, the door opened, revealing a thin middle-aged man with dark circles under his eyes and a tired look on his face, who seemed to have not dressed for a long time.

He looked at Salim and said expectantly, "You...you must believe me, my daughter is really lost. Please, find her quickly! Oh, God! She is so lovely, like an angel. How can she survive without my care? How can I live without her?"

Facing Mr. Nia's crying and wailing, Salim stepped forward and said gently, "Don't worry, sir, that's why we are here."

At the same time, he gently patted the former's shoulder with his fist.

When Salim withdrew his hand, his fist opened slightly, revealing an oval transparent crystal the size of a pigeon egg.