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Published at 17th of February 2023 06:35:28 AM


Chapter 15

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The new morning came.

The faint sound of rain rang out on his ears, and thousands of silvery raindrops were the main tone of the day.

Shen Yi slowly opened his eyes, feeling refreshed.

It was a peaceful night for him as he slept well all night, and he hadn't had any nightmares or heard those strange sounds.

"Although a lot of things have happened, at least the security here in the café is not bad, which is the only comforting thing."

He always felt safe staying in the café.

Getting up, he first brushed his teeth, washed his face, tidy up his appearance, and began his day's preparations.

Switching on the coffee machine, water dispenser, and refrigerator lamps, wiping down the tables, chairs, bar countertops, and floors to ensure that there was no floating dust or dirt.

Checking the tabletops for any damage, fresh flowers...After doing all the preparation he opened the shop.

Sitting behind the bar counter, he played soothing music and waited for the guests to come while he joined his hands together and sincerely prayed. "I hope I don't run into any inexplicable people today."

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In the street outside the café, the light rain kept hitting the black umbrellas.

Under the umbrella was a middle-aged man in his early forties, with an expressionless face.

He was wearing a wide black trench coat, a lurid scar at the corner of his mouth, and an unkempt look with a slightly disheveled air.

A person who did not know him might not imagine that this lazy man was one of Nolan's seven A-class investigators.

The so-called A-class was the investigator level with "single-person handling of disaster-level crises" the level of investigator strength was simply too powerful or even impossible to obtain.

Being human has its limits.

These investigators were at the top of the range of human ability.

George, in the Anti-Magic Bureau the newcomers would secretly call him as "legendary investigator", "legendary killer" and "phoenix".

But all those gibberish titles had nothing to do with George, who knew he was nothing more than a human being. There was only one heart, one person.

Currently, he was investigating a complicated case and had to check out suspicious situations.

"Is this cafe next?" George communicated with someone in his earphones.

"Yes, this is the one, Mr. George, but I have already investigated it carefully. This shop's owner is a very innocent, clean individual with a clean background."

The owner of the voice in the headphones was a young man in his early twenties who was now sitting at the headquarters of the Anti-Magic Bureau, eating heated pizza.

His name was Ande, a logistician at the headquarters of the Anti-Magic Bureau. While he continued in his earphones.

"If you put aside his handsome looks, maybe no one is more ordinary than this kind of guy. But someone witnessed that a little child holding the strange object stayed here for a while."

"In accordance with the operational practices of the Anti-Magic Bureau, you still need to investigate."

George remained expressionless. Useless investigations always made up the majority of investigations, and he had long been accustomed to it for more than two decades.

"Well, I see."

Let’s take this opportunity to grab a cup of coffee.

Once again in George's earphones, Ande's voice rang out.

"Speaking of which, Mr. George, why would they send special forces like you to the front line to collect information? I thought you would only be dispatched when facing real monsters."

George slowly responds. "Because this time the matter is very important."

In this case, the details were highly confidential, so those who were in the rank of Ande were unaware of any details, but George understood the huge risk that Nolan was facing now.

An evil god has descended!

The information was provided by a "prophet" within the Anti-Magic Bureau, who suddenly burst into tears, struggling in bed, shouting that an evil god had come to Nolan!

Because it was information from a "prophet", the Anti-Magic Bureau attaches great importance to it. What could be worse than the arrival of an evil god?

After all, the worst outcome would be the annihilation of all mankind.

Soon after, they got a photo.

George pulled a blurred picture from his black trench coat pocket - a child holding something red in the stormy night, and the surroundings were illuminated.

This photo was taken by residents who couldn't sleep in the middle of the night.

At that time, he saw a little girl walking past the window, and there was no rain around her, it was very bright. So he secretly took this photo out of surprise, but the picture quality was terrible because of the distance and other reasons.

"What a pity, if the picture quality were clearer, you could see the faces in the photos clearly."

George was curious to know what the little girl was holding in the photo.

But there was nothing that could be done about it.

As for why she stopped outside this cafe...

While slowly walking towards the cafe he thought, rather than working hard, I might as well find some time to take a break.

He closed his umbrella and pushed open the door of the café.

"One latte."

Raising his eyes, George saw the shop manager behind the bar.

Just a glance, more than twenty years of experience told him that the cafe manager in front of him was just an ordinary man who had not been exposed to the extraordinary world.

It was just that he was more handsome and elegant than normal people.

Well, this store should have nothing to investigate, another useless investigation, he thought quietly.

On the other hand, Shen Yi also sized up the new customer who came into the shop.

A middle-aged man wearing a wide black trench coat, slightly unkempt, like an uncle who was very motivated when he was young but after has been hit by too many heavy blows and gradually became lazy.

There was a scar at the corner of his mouth. It was very deep, which should have touched the bone.

Such people really need a cup of coffee to heal the wounds in their hearts. It would be much better to have them here rather than run for a drink.

With a profesional smile, he nodded lightly.

"Wait for a moment, I'll bring the coffee soon."

George didn't care too much. He took the retractable umbrella and sat on the seat not far away.

As the seat location was close to the window, one could easily check out what was happening outside at any time.

George's gaze swept around the cafe. The wooden-based cafe was clean and tidy, with a warm base tone, giving people a warm and soft feeling.

He was highly inspired but did not perceive anything out of the ordinary. "Should be just an ordinary coffee shop?"

Shen Yi brewed the latte and politely brought it to the table.

"Here, Latte, enjoy it slowly."

George calmly raised a hand and said, "Wait, this gentleman, I have something I want to ask you."

Shen Yi was stunned for a moment but did not go back directly. George then asked, "Have you seen any strange people recently, or did anything strange happen?"

"I mean completely beyond the normal, unbelievable kind."

Recently, strange things have happened, and he ran out of people asked this kind of question again and again, and Shen Yi subconsciously felt that something was wrong.

He smiled calmly.

"Strange people and things? The weather hasn't been so good lately, and there are hardly any people in the café."

While shaking his head, he complained. "If there's something abnormal, it's this damn weather, it's always so bad."

The Nolan people were always known for their love of talking about the weather, and Shen Yi knew that.

He wasn't sure where the other party was coming from, but the other party shouldn't be sure of his true identity either.

In that case, don't take the initiative to reveal yourself.

George nodded, and a slight smile appeared on his expressionless face.

"I see, thank you very much."

Is there really no useful information?

He picked up the latte on the table, and instead of drinking it right away, he blew it.

It was not that he was afraid of the heat of the coffee, but he did not want to expose himself in front of ordinary people. So he decided to wait before drinking.

At the same time, Shen Yi secretly watched him from behind the bar and inexplicably relaxed a lot after seeing the man blowing on the coffee.

He still remembered Byron, who drank the coffee without fear of the heat.

Maybe he was overthinking it, and this was just an ordinary customer?

Finally, the temperature of the coffee gradually subsided, and George began to drink the latte in his hand.

Hmm! It tastes good.

The soothing music filled his ears, and George really rested for a while and felt his body and mind were completely relaxed.

George had faced countless horrific, bizarre, and incomprehensible things throughout his career as an investigator for more than two decades.

There were only a few friends left from the past, and George finally understood the importance of daily life outside the combat.

In order to protect this "life", he must eliminate the possibility of the evil gods appearing in this world at all cost.

"Thank you."

After finishing his coffee, he stood up, thanked him, and calmly left the cafe.

On a deserted Beland Street, George, who had left the café a few hundred meters away, suddenly stood still.

He felt it.

The cold, hard, befuddled aura was like an unbreakable fog that enveloped him in layers.

His originally expressionless face was full of sweat, and his eyes were full of shock.

"The smell of the evil god...Even so far away, it can still clearly feel it. It's an unimaginably terrifying power!"

Taking a deep breath, he felt the source of this breath was from the coffee shop just now.

“Did I check it wrong?”

The other party swaggered and gave off a strong aura, that was, he invited himself over without fear. George was a little confused about what the cafe manager wanted to do.

Once again, he went back to the cafe, and his expression became more complex as he gazed at Shen Yi.

"Welcome, why are you back? Forgot something?"

Shen Yi looked up and smiled at him, and George noticed that his smile was calm and light as only someone who has experienced life and death could smile like this.

More than twenty years of rich experience told him that it was impossible to show such an expression if he had not experienced extraordinary things and lost someone important.

It turned out that he really misjudged him, this man was not simple at all.

Who is he?

No ...... Is he really human?




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