Restarting the myth.

Chapter 122: Please give me some depth
Dawn.

Chris enjoyed the breakfast carefully prepared by the maid and got into a luxury black car to return to the college.

Sitting in the back seat, I patted my small belly.

Recently, there has been a rumor in the college that a certain senior schoolmate is being kept by a wealthy man. The general news is that the senior schoolmate goes out late and comes back early, is picked up by a luxury car, and is politely managed by a butler wearing white gloves. It is obvious that she comes from a powerful family in the upper class.

Chris was eating the melon happily, but she couldn't laugh anymore.

The female college student who was kept by someone turned out to be me!
The gossip on campus became more and more intense, and many instructors believed it. Chris was speechless and failed to convince anyone after explaining for several days.

Chris: Every night out was to give a lecture to a friend.

The onlookers: I understand. You don’t need to explain.

Sometimes the truth is not important, the key lies in the breaking point. The beautiful senior schoolmate became the lover of the fat and rich man, which is far more talked-about than the senior schoolmate and the noble young master being in love with each other.

Chris repeatedly explained that Wayne was not fat, but no one believed her.

Last night when she was teaching Wayne, she suggested that she didn't need a special car to pick him up every day and could just take the bus herself.

School gossip is too embarrassing, and to be honest it involves a confession. Chris doesn't want to mention it, and her expressions are very vague. In this case, how could Wayne agree?

The reason was simple. Chris gave him lessons for free, but he had to pay for his round trip. If this got out, how would Wayne face living in society?

Chris had no choice but to suffer the injustice herself.

In addition, the snacks in Wayne's house are so delicious that every time she sees the food prepared by the maid, she can't bear to refuse.

And then there is…

Chris looked out the window at the crowd of early risers, some riding their bikes, some catching the subway, and then looked at herself sitting in the back seat of a luxury car, feeling a sense of decadence caused by habit.

"Bad habit, I have to find a way to reject him."

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Commercial Street, Wayne Detective Agency.

Wayne came early in the morning and did not meet Mona in the office. Being a detective is a very free job and the person is out almost every day, so it is normal not to see someone for half a month.

He put on white gloves, walked into the archive room, and took out Mona's employment report from the employee file, which contained Mona's detailed information, including height, age, education, resume, phone number and home address.

"Single, living alone..."

"The plot is getting more and more interesting!"

Wayne wrote down the home address, put it back in the file, and put the white gloves in his coat pocket.

In the afternoon, he drove to Randall Manor and accepted Healy's test for the fourth consecutive day. After the test session was completed, there was also a session where Veronica took the initiative to distribute benefits.

The dragon-blood girl's desire to win was too strong. Even though she knew Wayne's motives were impure, she still insisted on pinning him down.

Wayne really enjoyed the testing session. There were really a lot of benefits. No, he enjoyed the testing session from the teacher.

In order to better stimulate potential, Xifei almost never fights back when facing students. He only throws a punch at the last moment to symbolically regain a little face.

Wayne's speed and strength are increasing every day, and gradually, he has surpassed Veronica.

Of course, this is assuming Veronica doesn't transform.

Dragon blood involves life transformation, and both Sphy and Veronica have evolved to varying degrees, and can enhance their physical strength and defense through transformation.

Veronica was a little weaker, but Wayne could wrestle with her without losing. However, Sphy really couldn't hit her, and when he punched her, it was no different from hitting a steel plate.

Half an hour later, Healy knocked Wayne to the ground with a punch, looked at the student rolling on the ground, and gave Veronica a look.

Your mother has trained you, so you can use it right away.

Veronica didn't understand and thought it was her turn, so she rushed forward with her fists clenched.

Xifei pressed Veronica's head, held her shoulders and turned her half a circle, then gently pushed her from behind, letting her go back where she came from.

"This child... supposedly has such good genes, how come he didn't inherit his parents' smart minds?"

Xifei complained quietly, suspecting that Auston had cheated, otherwise her daughter wouldn't be so naive.

She asked Megan to get the blood-drawing tools and explained that the students' blood had to be tested. This step was essential, and only after the test was clear could targeted training be carried out.

Wayne nodded. It was just a tube of blood. Just draw it.

Others didn't know and always looked at him with imaginary eyes, suspecting that he had extraordinary blood. He knew very well that he was a pure human, and his life essence was entirely dependent on the Book of Greed, so nothing could be found.

Megan put a cuff on Wayne, disinfected it, and collected blood with a syringe.

Wayne looked at the syringe in surprise. His skin was very thick, tough and resistant to friction, but it was broken so easily. Could the needle on the syringe be a magical weapon?

After the blood was collected, Megan pressed a cotton swab on Wayne's arm, injected the blood into a glass tube, and sealed it into a suitcase.

"The test report will not come out until some time later. Before that, you continue to explore your potential and don't rush into the Silver Cross training stage. Once you have fully tapped your potential, I will teach you personally." Xifei said seriously.

At that time, she will tailor courses for students based on the report, and teach combat skills and faith magic according to the students' specialties.

After saying this, Xifei hurried away with her suitcase.

Seeing Veronica eager to try, Wayne threw away the cotton swab and hooked his finger at her: "Let me be frank, this is a ring. It's normal to get hit in some places. You can fight back, but you can't use words to attack me personally."

Veronica sneered and patted her chest which was wrapped tightly with cloth. She was not a fool, so how could she let the pervert take advantage of her every time?

Two minutes later, Veronica covered her buttocks, gritted her teeth and looked at the social scum, and couldn't help but launch a personal attack with foul language.

He has been well-educated, but the only words he uses are derogatory words like pervert, bastard, shameless, etc.

The vocabulary was so limited that Wayne became a little excited after listening to it.

"Instead of cursing at me, why don't you just attack me now? Time waits for no one, and Chris has to give me a lesson tonight!"

"Shame on you! Your hexagram has already been shaped. What else is there to learn in basic courses?" Veronica got angry when she talked about this. The scum of society cheated people everywhere and even the gentle and kind senior schoolmate was not spared.

"Can't we consolidate it?"

When Wayne faced Veronica, who had read the diary, he rarely concealed his true nature: "I just like to study. Studying makes me happy."

Do you like studying? Bah, I'm embarrassed for you!
"Just wait, I'll go to your house for dinner tonight and then tell the senior that she was deceived by you."

This is not possible!

Wayne raised his eyebrows and said, "It's up to you, but you have to beat me. If you can't beat me and say bad things about me behind my back, I won't agree to that."

"I'll beat you today!"

Megan: (_)
Miss, calm down. What's the difference between you and the lady who is manipulated by the scum of society?
boom!
Veronica stepped on the ground and instantly came to Wayne, grabbed his collar and shoulders, turned sideways and threw him over her shoulder.

Hiss!

The man didn't fall out, but just pulled Wayne's shirt off.

“Good angle!”

Looking at Veronica with her back to him, Wayne put his fingers together to form a sword and stabbed her hard under the ribs.

Veronica gasped, jumped three meters away, turned around and glared at the social scum. In a rage, she completely ignored the fact that the other party was not wearing any clothes and started fighting with him at close range.

"Humph!"

"what!"

Megan: ()
It’s okay. It’s very restrained that the young master can wear pants.

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At six o'clock in the evening, Veronica, who had taken a shower and changed her clothes, sat in the passenger seat depressed.

She didn't lose, but she didn't win either. With her pride, she wouldn't tell Chris if she didn't win.

When she thought about how her senior sister would be led into the study room by social scum every night, and the two of them would be alone together for an hour and a half of tutoring, her heart ached. Although it was really tutoring, Veronica couldn't help but imagine Wayne breaking the lily, the fly rubbing his hands with a bad look on his face, and the black leather shoes stepping on the lily and trampling it back and forth.

"You are not allowed to bully the senior sister, she is a good person."

"Don't make a fuss, as if I have bullied you."

"Humph!"

"what!"

The tutoring class ends at nine o'clock in the evening.

At this time, Veronica had already left, and the stockings inspector sought help from two smart reducers and successfully refreshed the bottom line of shame.

……

"As expected of Willy, I really can't live without you. I'll put you in a maid outfit soon."

The streets of London were shrouded in fog. Wayne stuck his head out of the sewer and, with the help of the fog and the shadows of the buildings, came to Mona's door.

In order to avoid being recognized by female employees and damaging his reputation as a boss, he disguised himself in the sewer.

The cheekbones were raised, the eyebrows were thickened, a hood that only exposed the eyes was worn, and a black bowler hat was added.

not enough!
The other party is a detective, and any negligence in the slightest detail may expose yourself.

Out of caution, Wayne not only changed his appearance, but also used the essence of life to change his physical features. His swollen muscles also caused certain changes in his body shape.

This is the limit of what Wayne can do without merging with the Book of Greed. If he is asked to add anything else, he can only put on stockings.

In front of the door, Wayne took out two paper clips and opened the door easily.

Mona lives alone in a two-and-a-half-story villa, which is very similar to Wayne's previous detective agency. He closed his eyes and sniffed. The smell in the air was very faint, so the target was not at home.

"You haven't come home yet so late. You don't look like you need money, so you probably don't have a part-time job outside..."

Wayne searched around and found no secret door in the basement utility room. He found a pistol in the secret compartment of the bedside table.

He returned to the living room on the first floor with a pistol in his hand, leaned against the sofa and fell into the shadows.

About an hour later, the car stopped on the roadside of the villa, and two voices came into Wayne's ears.

"Nancy, it's late. Stay at my house tonight."

"I don't mind, but won't your boyfriend have any objections?"

"Don't talk nonsense. I'm a devout believer with faith. I won't look for a boyfriend..."

Mona and her friend left the theater and returned home. The moment she took out the key and inserted it into the lock, the smile on her face suddenly froze. She smiled slightly, turned around and pulled her friend: "There are still some things in the car that I haven't taken. Help me move them."

"It's really troublesome. I lose things all the time."

The two returned to the car, talking and laughing, started the car, stepped on the accelerator and drove away.

Wayne: (;)
Well, it’s a good thing that San Tiaochuan was not so smart, otherwise he would have missed a step and fallen into the water.

"Run, I want to see where you can run to. If it's a church, I won't even bother to test you."

Wayne narrowed his eyes slightly, contacted Abin to follow him in the fog, and then he went into the sewer.

……

The car drove out of the West End of Lundang and entered the empty streets of the South End.

There were few vehicles passing by, the moon was gloomy and the street lights flickered. There was no need for a set, and the actors could just be used to shoot a horror movie.

"How's it going? Did you get rid of it?"

In the passenger seat, Nancy whispered, "Who do you think it is? A cultist, a killer, or a gangster you offended while investigating a case?"

"It's hard to say. The opponent is very dangerous. I don't want to fight him at home."

Mona's face was serious: "I hope I can catch up. There are not many people around. It would be best if we can catch him alive here."

"Poor guy, he's in trouble tonight." Nancy played with the cross in her hand, hoping that the mysterious man would not be thrown away.

"Be careful, the other party may have a gun."

Mona took off her glasses, wiped them, and put them back on before saying, "It's directed at me. I'm sorry to have dragged you into this tonight."

"It doesn't matter. If it was a cultist, half the credit goes to me. I should be the one taking advantage of you." Nancy smiled and narrowed her eyes.

While the two were talking, Mona had already turned off the car. With the headlights turned off, the only sound on the dead silent street was the flickering street lights.

The fog is getting thicker.

"No, there's something wrong with this fog."

Five minutes later, looking out the dark window, Mona started the car and was about to leave. The car, which had been working fine just now, suddenly wouldn't start, and she failed after several attempts.

Without hesitation, she abandoned the car and left with her friend, getting away from the foggy area as quickly as possible.

The sound of high heels was loud and clear in the foggy night, causing her heartbeat to accelerate. Mona was upset and kicked her shoes away decisively.

Soon she realized that her upset had nothing to do with the sound of her high heels. It seemed that some kind of mental magic was suggesting fear and pressure, which was constantly exerting pressure through the surrounding environment, causing her heartbeat to get faster and faster.

Great!
The enemy is not that simple and we shouldn't have led him here.

As Mona was thinking, Nancy beside her stopped walking, holding her chest, and said palely, "I can't run anymore. If I keep running, my heart will jump out."

"She's right. If you keep running, your hearts will explode."

Wayne came under the streetlight with a hoarse voice, his dark eyes glowing blood red: "Not a bad sacrifice, it's worth the time I spent investigating you."

"who are you?"

Mona protected her friend behind her and looked intently at the mysterious man's face. It was covered so tightly and he had been investigating her for many days, so they must have met during that time.

Who is it?

"Why, do I look like a good person in this outfit?"

Wayne took out a gun and pointed it at Mona: "Please make the dialogue a little deeper. Even if you are just using clichés, you should use your brain."

As soon as she finished speaking, Nancy, who was hiding behind Mona, completed the magic. She raised her five fingers, and holy light cast a circular barrier, drawing a prison on the ground to trap Wayne inside.

If I hadn't missed, she would have hit me.

Wayne easily dodged the sneak attack and raised his five fingers. A fog storm suddenly came down. The wind was so fast and fierce that it seriously interfered with Mona's vision, forcing her to use holy light magic to resist.

She had a mission, and according to regulations, she could not reveal her beliefs during the mission. Since she had revealed them, she could not let the enemy leave.

The wind was so strong that the fog seemed to come alive.

Mona heard the movement beside her, and with a loud bang in the air, her long legs wrapped in stockings kicked forward fiercely.

"Nice kick, but it missed."

Mona was shocked when she heard the voice behind her. The other party could move freely in the fog, which was obviously not normal.

When she turned around, she saw Nancy with an "I tried my best" look on her face and a mysterious man pointing a gun at Nancy's head.

"Let her go, I'll go with you."

No, I'm just checking your beliefs.

Wayne laughed solemnly, threw out a silver bracelet, and played the villain and recited the lines from the script: "Put it on, put your hands behind your back, and don't make any small movements, otherwise your friend's head will explode."

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Asking for monthly ticket at the beginning of the month.

(End of this chapter)