MTL - He Became a Salted Fish After Inheriting Millions of Secret Arts-Chapter 11 new scotland yard

"But..." Duan Feizhuo bit his lip.

He really didn't want to have anything to do with those troubles. But he had to admit that Shi Zhongjian was right. He's seen battles between mystics (twice!), and he knows what the Night's Watch is capable of. Now he can't fight against it at all. If he wants to gain a foothold in this dangerous and mysterious world, he must first arm himself.

His eyes fell on Joseph Chester's urn.

As long as you eat these ashes, you can gain the ability passed down from generation to generation in the Joseph Chester family.

Duan Feizhuo carefully picked up the urn and opened the lid.

Human ashes were not the sooty ash he had imagined. Some of the hard bones of human beings cannot be burned by fire alone, and large and small bone fragments will be left behind.

Joseph Chester's bone fragments were specially ground, but it was still not ash, but a pile of particles of various shapes. Just imagining the situation of swallowing this thing into his belly makes Duan Feizhuo feel sick.

——It’s really bibimbap with ashes!

The biological instinct of human beings makes him resist this thing. But reason told him that he needed this power.

He must not survive in this world unarmed. Otherwise, when the crisis came, he would not even have the means to protect himself.

Z is right, only magic can defeat magic, and to defeat demons, one must first become a demon.

What's more, he also desires to have a unique power in his heart.

Look at Paimo, who can easily knock people into the air even if he is seriously injured! And look at Xenophon, who can heal fatal wounds with a single touch!

Who wouldn't desire to possess such power?

He wanted to obtain supernatural powers, and he didn't want to run a trading house, so there was no contradiction!

Since Joseph Chester made it clear that he would transfer this ability to him, he accepted it unceremoniously. This can be regarded as a special kind of "compensation", right?

Duan Feizhuo picked up a handful of ashes, endured a strong sense of physical resistance, and put it into his mouth.

"Hmm—" He quickly covered his mouth to prevent himself from spitting it out.

Shi Zhongjian didn't think it was a big deal to watch the excitement, "You really eat!"

With tears in his eyes, Duan Feizhuo gouged it out, rolled his throat, and swallowed the ashes into his stomach, then picked up a second handful...

He can't remember how long it took him to eat all the ashes. He only knew that by the end of the meal, his throat was so thirsty and sore that it was unbearable. He staggered towards the kitchen, trying to get himself some water to drink, but before he took two steps, his heart shook violently, as if a lightning bolt hit his chest, making him unable to breathe.

Something spread inside him.

He knelt down and coughed continuously. A hot breath rose from his stomach and went straight to his head. He felt his eyes burning, and the fluid inside the eyeballs seemed to boil. He covered his eyes and screamed, but soon, he couldn't hear his own screams.

He fell into the boundless darkness.

Duan Feizhuo opened his eyes at the sound of "dong dong".

He lay stiff and sore on the cold kitchen floor. At first he thought that the "dong dong" sound was his tinnitus, but it took him a while to realize that something was knocking on his window.

Everything yesterday was like a dream. Mystics, night policemen, secret trading houses, battles for goods, talking swords...

When he saw the rusty sword by the bed, he realized it was all real.

His last memory is of himself eating the ashes and dumping them in the kitchen. Has he already acquired Joseph's gifted wonders?

He stared blankly at the sword in the stone. The sword yesterday was just an ordinary rusty sword in his eyes, but now, he found that the sword exuded a dazzling and proud golden light. Intuition told him that the light was not real light, but directly reflected in his brain.

Boom, boom, boom.

The knocking on the window became more and more urgent.

Duan Feizhuo rubbed his eyes, looked around for the source of the sound, and then found a crow sitting on the windowsill of the living room, pecking at the window glass with its sharp beak.

The crow... Xenophon? !

He only inherited the trading house yesterday, and today the night police came to him. Could it be that they discovered his identity? !

If he explained that he only found out about the secret trading house yesterday, would Xenophon spare him?

But he has already eaten the ashes and bibimbap, and has Joseph's ability, so he can't wash it off even if he jumps into the Thames this time!

Duan Feizhuo really wanted to run away, but on second thought, even if he ran away, where could he run away?

Even a powerful mystic like Pai Mo couldn't escape the policeman's pursuit. A rookie like him who knows nothing about esoteric philosophy, wouldn't the policeman be able to catch him easily?

wrong. Duan Feizhuo thought to himself. It is impossible for them to know that he is the new owner of the trading house. Otherwise, Z would have rushed into his house with a wave of night guards to arrest him, so why would he have sent Xenophon over to scare the snake away?

Seeing his figure, the crow outside the window screamed excitedly, urging him to open the window quickly.

Duan Feizhuo took a deep breath, told himself to be calm, and don't behave too weirdly, then walked to the window and pulled the latch.

The crow flew into the room and transformed into a man in a black coat with black hair and yellow pupils.

"Good morning, Mr. Chester." His tone sounded like he was dreaming, "No, it should be noon. You didn't just wake up, did you? My God, did you just get into the bad habit of the upper class inverting your work and rest when you first arrived in London? No way!"

Duan Feizhuo blushed, "I ran around all day yesterday, and I'm really tired."

Xenophon noticed the sword in the stone on the living room floor. "Why is there a rusty sword there?" He whispered to Duan Feizhuo, as if he had asked a very impolite question.

Only then did Duan Feizhuo realize that he forgot to hide the Sword in the Stone! He sincerely prayed that Shi Zhongjian would not expose his identity blindly. "Uh, that's my uncle's collection." He hurriedly made an excuse, "An antique."

He picked up the sword in the stone and placed it on the cabinet in the corner of the living room.

Xenophon stared at the sword in the stone without saying a word.

Duan Feizhuo's heart was beating wildly.

Just when his heart was about to scream out of his throat and run away from home, Xenophon looked away, as if confirming that it was just an ordinary item.

Duan Feizhuo's legs softened, he hurriedly supported the wall, and changed the subject, "How do you know I live here?"

Xenophon broke into a bright smile, "I asked Lynn Law Firm about it."

Duan Feizhuo asked again, "What do you want from me?"

Xenophon looked at him strangely, as if he had never heard such an outrageous question, "Didn't you say you wanted to join Scotland Yard? That's why I came to you!"

Duan Feizhuo wanted to cry but had no tears. When he agreed to join, how did he know that he would inherit the secret trading house!

"I...I think I have to think about it again..." He whispered.

Xenophon hooked Duan Feizhuo's neck, "Why, you have inherited a rich inheritance and regretted it? But it's too late, young man. You already know the secret of the mysterious society, how could we let you go back to the ordinary world?" What about human society?"

Duan Feizhuo shouted, "But I don't understand anything! I don't know this or that, and if I enter Scotland Yard, I will only hinder you!"

"It's okay, you can be a meat shield! Just kidding." Xenophon forcefully dragged Duan Feizhu out of the door, "Don't you want to learn healing? I'm very good at body-transforming secrets. Someday the boss won't be around. I’ll teach you secretly when you’re here—just kidding.” He winked mischievously at Duan Feizhuo, “I’m not going to teach you. The boss will screw my head off.”

Duan Feizhuo didn't even have a chance to resist, so he was dragged downstairs by him.

Xenophon stopped a taxi, couldn't help but stuff Duan Feizhuo into the car, knocked on the roof, and said to the driver, "New Scotland Yard."

The coachman raised his whip, the horse neighed, and headed straight for the Victoria Embankment.

Duan Feizhuo looked melancholy at the passing scenery outside the window. This might be the last time he saw London.

Three years ago, the Victoria Embankment opened a new headquarters building for the Metropolitan Police Force, known as New Scotland Yard, and since then the dedicated people working in the building have been tasked with keeping the people of London safe.

If it weren't for a police detective who followed him everywhere, Duan Feizhuo really wanted to take a good look at this place, and treat it as a holy land tour. But now he doesn't have the leisurely mood to visit at all, and his heart is as heavy as a prisoner being imprisoned.

There is a gloomy office in the northwest corner of New Scotland Yard, with the sign of "Unusual Case Investigation Division" hanging on the door. But what exactly the office is investigating, even Scotland Yard's senior detectives may not be able to tell.

They only know that this office has great power. Although it is a department of Scotland Yard, it is not under the jurisdiction of Scotland Yard, but is responsible to a higher department.

Whenever an unbelievable case happened in London, the staff of the department would appear mysteriously and take away the case, and the police detectives who originally investigated the case were not allowed to participate or intervene in the case. Everything is like a mystery.

As soon as the two stood at the door of the Abnormal Case Investigation Section, Xenophon raised his hand and was about to knock on the door, when someone in the office said, "Please come in."

That's Z's voice.

Xenophon carelessly pushed open the door and entered.

This office is quite different from Duan Feizhuo's imagination. He felt that this awesome-sounding place in the Abnormal Case Investigation Section must be full of mystery, but this office... It just looks like an ordinary office.

Several desks were piled with papers, and a blackboard hung on the wall filled with the names of places and people. Several names were crossed out, among them Paimo's name was impressive.

Sitting at the top desk is Z. He was still dressed in black, his silver hair was loose on his shoulders, and his slanted eyebrows and eyes were filled with a cold aura. Duan Feizhuo looked down his right shoulder—his right arm was blown off by Paimo's secret technique that day, but today it was connected to Z's body intact.

In addition to Z, there is another lady in the office. She was in her mid-twenties, wearing glasses, and was sitting at a desk working on a typewriter. The clicking sound of the keyboard is endless.

"How do you know I'm here every time?" Xenophon asked.

Z snorted mockingly, "thumbs are pounding, there must be evil people coming. Note"

Note from Shakespeare's Macbeth.

Xenophon pushed Duan Feizhuo forward. Duan Feizhuo staggered and almost fell on the desk.

"I brought this young man who is eager to join the night police." Xenophon said in a tone of asking for credit, and he turned to Duan Feizhuo, "I haven't told you yet? Z is the commander of the Abnormal Case Investigation Section , the leader of the night police, we all have to listen to him."

Duan Feizhuo hurriedly said, "I'm just talking, I haven't decided yet. Thinking about it carefully, I might be better at other jobs..."

Z raised his blood-red blind eyes.

He knew that he couldn't see him, but Duan Feizhuo was still stiff when he saw him, like a rabbit being watched by an eagle.

"How old are you?" Z asked.

"Twenty years old..." Duan Feizhuo muttered.

"That's a year short. We only hire people over twenty-one here."

Duan Feizhuo breathed a sigh of relief, he didn't expect such an advantage to be young. This time he can finally be freed!

Z continued, "You have to train hard this year."

Duan Feizhuo turned pale with shock, "I haven't agreed to join yet!"

Z raised his eyebrows, "This is different from what you said that day."