After a busy night, collecting evidence, checking surveillance cameras, and finding nothing, Ron was already used to this situation. After all, his parents had already demonstrated this situation to Ron, and the volume was large.

Full control.

Now everyone has been busy all night, and dozens of late-nighters are filling their necks, including the tired Ron. As soon as he sat down, Senior Xiaoyang from the logistics department handed him a Dongtu instant breakfast.

To be honest, soy milk, fried dough sticks and vegetarian cakes are an exotic breakfast that Ron has never eaten before. Although it is not as delicious as fried rice, it is still quite tasty.

After taking the last bite of the vegetarian cake with fried dough sticks, Ron took out a card from the mechanical clip and played: "Weather card, Jingtian."

Lingguoer raised her eyebrows: "It's interesting. I always thought you had to come from the back to draw this card from your deck." As she said this, she took out a card from her deck and put it on her.

On the first column of cards: "Ron, this is your pinnacle."

The pinnacle of Lingguoer's story is the famous Logan with many relatives, the great capitalist of Carterburg - Earl Logan, who was born at the end of the Great Destruction and flourished in the New Dawn.

"Ah, my pinnacle is four attacks and four defenses." Ron thought for a moment: "Okay, you win the first game, but I still have to play this dummy, and put my Night Watch Master Geraint...

Gaiyat replaces it."

"Ah, you cunning bastard." Ling Guoer snorted.

"Okay, young girls and boys, finish your food quickly. The legendary tracker will take you to track again later. This time you have to take a good look at the methods of the god of death." At this point,

Inspector Lin, who had just finished answering the phone, stood up.

She looked at the open secret door. Outside the secret door, a police tool truck was parked on the side of the road: "It looks like your seniors are here. Ron, Guo'er, please clean up."

Lingguoer threw the cards in his hand in front of Ron, and Ron put the cards away and put them back in his personal tool box.

When it came to getting down to business and having fun, Ron never made a mistake.

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Inspector Lin introduced Ron and Lingguo'er to the new old man, Swenson Kelgen, the second tracing expert of the Southern Branch of the Southern Thailand Joint Police Department. In Ron's opinion, this senior was not old at all, even

He looks very young, but considering his semi-pointed ears, as a hybrid of elf and human, his appearance is the most deceiving.

"Good morning, Inspector Lin, we meet again." The deputy expert smiled, held up Inspector Lin's hand, and kissed the back of her hand.

"Good morning, Mr. Swenson, please take these two young men for another walk this time." Inspector Lin smiled and withdrew his hand, introducing Logan and Lingguo'er to the old gentleman.

"I know Ling Guo'er. Her grandfather and I are old friends, but this young man..." This old expert is obviously a local. He knows Ling Guo'er, and Ling Guo'er also smiled and bowed to him.

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"Ron Hagelberry, Mr. Kelgen, good morning." Ron introduced himself with a smile.

"Hagelberg...is your origin the Gaiat Hagelberg family?" the half-elf asked with a smile.

Ron smiled and nodded - he didn't want to mention Gaiat as his middle surname, because in his hometown, everyone knew who he was when Gaiat was mentioned.

Ron uses his mother's surname. After all, the Hagelberry family has the apex bloodline of the mysterious Gaiat family and is the best psyker family in the entire northern region.

"Welcome to New Hangzhou, young man, come, you and your new partner Ling Guo'er will follow me to the scene. It's been a long time since I took the young man to trace the place." The old man smiled and gestured to Ron and Ling.

Guo'er follows.

"Old Swenson, do you want me to clear the place?" Inspector Lin Yunsu raised his hand and asked.

"I'm not old enough yet to need young people to help me." Swenson shook his head, and then motioned for the two young people to follow him into the room.

Ron followed the old man, and he noticed that the old man was holding a silver chain in his hand. One end of the chain was in his hand, and a small incense burner hung on the other end.

This is the spiritual guide of the tracers, such as the gold coin in Ron's hand. Generally speaking, this represents an anchor for the tracers - the function of the anchor is to anchor the present world and will not let the tracers

Scientists have become lonely ghosts in the cracks of time.

As the old man brought Ron and Ling Guoer closer to the back door, the incense burner in his hand began to spontaneously ignite without fire, and Ron saw the lights in the corridor darken.

"Follow me and don't make a sound." The old man said, raising his left hand holding the chain.

The lighting system in the corridor started to work again, and just like before, when frost and snow crystals began to appear in the corridor, Ron saw a ghost...where was the other one?

Ron didn't understand, and Lingguo'er nudged Ron with her elbow, and she also discovered the problem - there was one less god of death.

Mr. Swenson also turned his head and looked at Ron, but he could only see the same confusion. So with doubts and confusion, the three spectators followed the shadow and watched him elegantly complete it again and again.

Until after taking the knife, Mr. Swenson, a senior, stopped in front of the bedroom. Ron couldn't help but be curious, but he still didn't speak, and just followed his little movement of turning his head and looked to the side.

Then he saw a child sitting on the sofa, who was looking at them with a smile. Seeing the attention of these three people turned to his side, the child said: "Good morning, Swenson, and yours

These two little followers."

"Salute to you, His Highness Anonymous." Lord Swenson leaned forward and saluted.

Ron was confused at this moment. He looked at Lingguo'er because he didn't know who this black-haired and black-eyed child was. After all, he was just a Yankee from the Western Continent. How could he know all the gods in southern Thailand?

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Ron turned his head, trying to find the answer on Ling Guo'er's face, but he couldn't find the answer on Ling Guo'er's face. Like him, this person was in a state of complete confusion.

"Young people, come and pay tribute to the truth, although it is still too early for you to come into contact with such an existence." At this time, the reminder from Swenson woke Ron up from his meditation. He looked at the person who took the initiative to speak to him.

Svensson: "Truth, the legendary sequence?"

"No, the Sequence of Truth has not appeared in the world for a long time, and this..." "Swenson, these two children are still mortals, they can't remember me." This child interrupted Mr. Swenson.

Lord Swenson didn't seem to care, but lowered his head: "Do you have anything to do this time, Your Highness?"

"Stop tracing, this is one of my descendants, and the one who died is not a good thing...are you right?" the child in front of him said with a smile.

"...Yes, Your Highness, you are right." Lord Swenson lowered his head just now.

Ron analyzed the conversation between the two and discovered the fact that Mr. Swenson was in awe of this child.

Who is he? To be able to pay respect to a legendary sir? This is definitely an existence above the legend. But as a child of the Hagelberry family, a family of psychic wizards, Ron has never heard of anything.

It is above the legend.

Is this the truth that only the legendary level can know? That... is really a chilling truth. Ron was thinking crazily about the conversation between these two highnesses and Your Excellency. I can't remember the child in front of me. What does this mean?

But no matter what, Ron lowered his head: "Salute to you, Your Highness."

Ron copied the word "Your Highness" from Lord Swenson.

In the era of great destruction, His Highness was often used by the king's son.

But sometimes, a His Highness also represents a...god.

"Child, there is no need to pay tribute to me now. Maybe one day, you can become a legend. At that time, maybe you will be able to understand who I am. At that time, you can think about it again and see if you should pay respect to me.

." At this point, the mysterious His Highness abandoned Ron and turned to look at Swenson: "After the children leave, they will forget everything that happened here, so you should know what to do, right?

"

"Yes, Your Highness, the trace reached the entrance of the bedroom and encountered resistance. The opponent cleverly constructed a psychic barrier, and the final trace was destroyed." Lord Swenson replied with a smile.

Hey, sir, are you telling lies?

Ron blinked and found himself once again standing in front of the living room and bedroom door. The young man looked around and his colleagues were still rummaging through possible leftovers. Lingguoer scratched the tip of her nose.

Mr. Swenson turned around and looked at Inspector Lin Yunsu who was following him: "Inspector Lin, our pursuit encountered resistance. The other party built a psychic barrier. The final trace was destroyed and we were unable to confirm the identity of the murderer."

"Sure enough, the other party seems to be a guy who is proficient in psychic abilities. This is our trouble and also the trouble of the Dead Eye Group." Inspector Lin Yunsu frowned.

Having said this, Mr. Swenson took out the cigarette case from his pocket, and then put the cigarette case back into his pocket with some sadness under the silent gaze of his colleagues.

"He is indeed a cunning hunter." Lingguo'er said, and then she looked at Ron: "Ron, did you notice anything at the end?"

"What I can notice is that we watched the murderer enter the bedroom, we were walking in, and in the blink of an eye we were out." Ron said that he couldn't remember anything at all.

At the same time, a question formed in Ron's mind - it was really evil, who was this murderer?

"Team Lin, it's raining."

At this time, a reminder from a colleague came from outside the door.

Ron turned to look out the window. The raindrops outside the window fell on the green plants, hitting the leaves.
Chapter completed!