"It's the tree where the secret technique resides!"

Felin was thoughtful when he saw the vines growing from Jonas Olsson's fingers.

Having just read the book "The Secret Technique", he no longer knows anything about other secret techniques.

The secret technique that Jonas Olsson practices should be the tree of parasitism. This is a secret technique that uses enlightenment rituals to parasitize mysterious seeds into one's own body. The prerequisites for this secret technique are

He is a master gardener.

The faint blue color of the other party's skin is probably due to the seeds parasitizing the body.

"The vines have the potential to cause coma. He should be asleep for an hour or two."

Jonas Olsson said to Felin with a smile.

"Excuse me Captain Olsson."

Felin thanked him.

Since the other party maintains superficial politeness, he naturally doesn't mind maintaining superficial politeness with the other party.

But deep down in his heart, he knew very well that he should never have a close friendship with this person.

"You're welcome. We are all members of the Security Bureau. With the speed at which your strength is improving, I believe you will be able to reach the captain level in a short time."

Jonas Olsson smiled.

"This man looks heavy. Do you need me to help you carry him?"

"No need to trouble Captain Olsson, I have enough strength."

Felin smiled and refused.

He had to be wary of people like Jonas Olsson who did one thing in front of others and another behind his back. He had done a lot of credit by capturing a cultist alive this time, and he didn't want his credit to be taken away by the other party.

He walked to the unconscious Jink White, lifted Jink White up with one hand, and carried him on his shoulders.

Both the Mysterious Spear and the Eye of Appraisal have reached the third level. These two secret techniques have double strengthened his body. It is no problem to carry even two people, let alone one person.

Jonas Olsson glanced at Felin, who was carrying Jink White and walked forward, and then returned to his faint smile.

After a few steps, I caught up with Felin, talked to Felin, and walked forward chatting and laughing with Felin.

Half an hour later, Felin took the carriage arranged by the Security Bureau and took Jink White to the Security Bureau.

After receiving the news, Lindy and Julie rushed to the security bureau one step ahead.

Wearing a purple skirt and a black fur coat, Lindy showed her noble temperament and said with a smile.

"You actually captured a cultist alive, Felin, well done!"

Compared with Jonas Olsson's smile, her smile is undoubtedly more sincere, at least in Felin's view.

"I'm also lucky, I happened to meet him."

Flynn said.

"That's great. I also want to have the opportunity to make meritorious deeds, but unfortunately I don't have such luck."

Julie, who was wearing trousers and showing off her slender legs, said sourly, but it was more of a joke than jealousy.

"Luck must also be supported by strength. Finding clues is luck. Being able to capture this cultist alive is a reflection of your strength."

Lindy said with a smile, obviously in a good mood.

Felin is a member of her lineage. Felin successfully captured a cultist alive, which naturally made her feel proud.

While talking, the three of them had arrived in the interrogation room. Felin put down Jink White who was carrying him on his shoulders and fixed it on the interrogation chair with a lock.

Apart from the interrogation chair, there are no various torture tools as rumored in the interrogation room, and the Security Bureau, which has gathered various occultists, does not need such tools.

"You are hurt?"

Without the cover of Jink White on his shoulders, the wound on Felin's chest was exposed.

Both Lindy and Julie looked at the wound on Felin's chest with some worry.

"It's not a serious injury. I'll just take care of it later."

Flynn said.

If the wound is too serious, the stand-in puppet will activate. If the stand-in puppet does not activate, it means the wound is not serious.

"Julie, my office has special trauma medicine. You can take Felin to my office and help him apply the medicine."

Lindy said to Julie.

"good."

Julie responded, looked at Felin and joked.

"Wounded man, come with me."

"I can just go by myself."

Felin said quickly.

"Are you sure you know where the medicine is and you didn't take the wrong poison?"

Julie pushed up her thin-rimmed glasses and asked seriously.

"Uh, please, Miss Julie."

Felin decisively gave in. If he got the wrong poison and applied it to the wound, it would be the same as committing suicide.

After applying medicine to the wound and wrapping it with gauze, Felin and Julie returned to the interrogation room. The captured cultist had woken up, and Ivy also appeared in the interrogation room.

Ivy's secret skill is the hypnotic hand, which can hypnotize the target. She probably wants to use this extraordinary ability to interrogate this cultist.

"Crack!"

Ivy reached out and snapped her fingers.

Upon hearing this snap of fingers, there was nothing unusual about Lindy, Felin, and Julie in the interrogation room, but the cultists' eyes were dull and dull, as if they had become demented.

"Name."

Ivy asked.

"Kink White."

Jink White's voice was dull, without any emotion, and he answered like an automatic answering machine.

"What cult are you a member of?"

Ivy asked.

"gnawing teeth."

Kinkle White responded.

"What is the task assigned to you by Gnawing Fang?"

Ivy continued to ask.

When she asked, Julie had already taken out a notebook and wrote quickly on it to take notes.

Her memory is naturally capable of recording all interrogation contents verbatim, and the transcript is intended to be used as a record for others to see.

"Luring ordinary people into becoming miners with remuneration exceeding the market price, then killing them and transporting their bodies to other believers."

Jink White replied.

"Damn it."

Hearing this, Felin and others in the room couldn't help but look ugly.

What this gnawing fang did was completely inhumane and truly unforgivable.

Ivy's expression was very ugly. Although she had known for a long time that cultists were extremely inhumane, she still couldn't help but be shocked when she really saw them.

After a pause, he continued to ask.

"What are you going to do with the body?"

"Created into monsters through witchcraft rituals."

Jink White replied.

"How many people have been killed so far?"

"About a hundred people, I can't remember exactly."

Jink White said.

Jumana's investigation found that dozens of people were missing, but in fact, because some of the recruits lived alone, there were more missing people than she counted.

"So many people have been killed. What does the security department do?"

Lindy had a rare cold look on her face.

This disappearance does not seem to involve any mystery and is not under the attention of the Security Bureau. It should be the responsibility of the Security Department.

Unexpectedly, there have been so many victims, but the security department still did nothing.
To be continued...