Restarting the myth.

Chapter 68 My Father, the Bank President
"Lendam is very dangerous recently, especially at night. Stay at home and don't go anywhere."

Wayne received the message from the royal sister teacher and nodded, agreeing with it.

The nights of Lundan were shrouded in fog, which greatly weakened the magicians' perception ability. No one was sure and no one could tell what was hidden in the darkness.

For example, those illusory urban legends, even if only half of them are true, are enough to prove how terrible the night in Lundan is.

Let’s not talk about those far away, let’s just talk about Julia.

The Death Knight's warhorse wandered around at night and became friends with the evil hound. The two skeletons wandered around at night and were very unfriendly to ordinary people.

If it weren't for the fact that Yulia and Abin had kind hearts beneath their ferocious appearance and were unwilling to cause trouble, these two alone would have caused quite a bit of trouble.

Yulia and Abin may be kind, but it is hard to say about other monsters. Wayne listened to his teacher and decided to walk less at night as much as possible recently.

Go down the sewer instead.

Wayne released the white dove and found that this carrier pigeon was disposable. It did not fly far after being released, but squatted in a corner in the backyard of the detective agency.

You'd better stay away from that land. It's blocking Abin's doghouse.

To ordinary people, white pigeons are everywhere and nothing surprising. Many squares have white pigeons raised specifically for this purpose. But in the eyes of a magician, seeing a white pigeon is easily associated with a carrier bird, and from this they can infer that the owner is a magician.

Wayne didn't want to reveal his identity, so he waved to the white pigeons, grabbed a handful of corn to feed them, and released his own white pigeons to let them play together.

"Gugugugu——" x2
"Goo!"

After a brief exchange, Wayne's white pigeon drove away the disposable white pigeon, occupied all the corn, and tilted its head to stare at its owner.

That look seemed to be saying, when did you get another bird outside!
Wayne rolled his eyes and promised not to bring pigeons home casually in the future. Only then did the white pigeon give up and lowered its head to peck at the food that belonged to it.

It was the first time that Wayne realized that carrier pigeons had a sense of territory.

The question is, the snowy owl will not chase the white pigeon away, right? They are both day-time types and there is no such thing as them taking shifts during the day and at night.

"That's sloppy!"

Wayne scratched his head. This was the only way out now. Thinking about the snowy owl that was looking at people through the slits of its eyes, he hoped that the white dove would knock it over with its butt.

I can only say that I'm looking forward to it. Although owls look cute, they are actually birds of prey. Like lions and tigers which belong to the same cat family, they are at the top of the food chain and have almost no natural enemies in nature.

White doves were pecking at corn on the desk, and Wayne began to write furiously. He was writing in his diary, trying to create a glorious image for himself before the next victim appeared.

Half an hour later, Wayne put down the pen in his hand and looked up at the door outside the office.

Someone is opening the door.

But she is not a thief. Judging from the smell, she is a magical girl who is attracted to the tentacle monster.

Veronica put away the key, locked the door of the detective agency, pushed open the door of the office, and leaned against the door frame with her hands on her shoulders: "It's you, I knew you were back."

"How did you know? Did the butler tell you?"

Wayne thought it was a bad decision. He had promised the teacher not to reveal his whereabouts, but he was still exposed.

However, this cannot be blamed on Fla. Veronica is the eldest daughter of the Landau family. It is unreasonable for a servant to lie to his master for an outsider.

Wayne was a little disappointed. After all, he was not Fla's master, and his status in the latter's mind was not as high as Veronica's.

He stood up and walked towards Veronica, opening his arms to give her a long-awaited hug, but was naturally rejected by Veronica.

Veronica quickly walked to the desk and sat down, reading Wayne's diary with interest. As a follower, she was very interested in Wayne's endless lies and was curious about how many tricks he could come up with.

"An upright and kind-hearted young man in society..."

Veronica was amused by the jokes in the diary. The female college student was glad that she had met the social scum. After being cheated and taken advantage of, she deeply realized the duplicity of human nature.

Teachers in school have taught this knowledge and mentioned it repeatedly, but how can the knowledge learned in class be as clear as that gained through personal practice?

"What about below? Why is it gone?"

“Still writing.”

"Here's a pen. Write now. I'll watch you as you write."

"..."

Wayne closed the diary. A diary is a sacred personal privacy, so it's enough to read it. There is no reason to repeatedly execute people in public.

Veronica looked disappointed, and she saw more of the dark side of society.

Wayne changed the subject: "You haven't told me yet, how did you know I went back to Lundan? Did the housekeeper tell you?"

"Fla didn't say. I guessed it myself."

Veronica called the villa and comforted Wayne to wait a little longer. She also told him that Chris's birthday was on the 7th and she helped prepare the gift for Wayne.

Butler Fla answered the phone and said Wayne was not available at the moment and would call back when he was free.

Veronica didn't think much about it at the time, but when she called the next day, Wayne was still busy. She immediately realized that Fla was hiding something.

Come to the detective agency to confirm Wayne's whereabouts, and you'll find that Flagen is lying.

Veronica looked at Wayne suspiciously, curious about what this guy was capable of to instigate the Landau family's butler to lie to the family master.

Could it be that Fla also read the diary?
That shouldn't be the case. Fla is not a fool.

Wayne was greatly relieved to hear Veronica's reply. She was worthy of being the unique housekeeper in his mind and very loyal. If Veronica hadn't been a little clever, this wave of concealment would have been avoided.

"Why did you suddenly return to Lundan? Aren't you afraid that the big shots will stuff you into a cement barrel and sink you into the river?" Veronica asked curiously.

She felt it necessary to remind Wayne that the big shot was very powerful in London, and Mr. Landau had spent three months without making any progress, so he was most likely a member of the royal family.

"No, someone has already helped me deal with that big shot."

"Impossible, even he..."

Veronica didn't believe it and frowned, "Tell me, who is it? Wayne, don't blame me for not reminding you, there is no love without reason, be careful that the other party has bad intentions."

"It was my teacher. She taught me magic and introduced me to the world of magic."

"What, you have a teacher, and she's a female teacher. Is she pretty?" Veronica was shocked.

"As a student, I shouldn't comment on a teacher's appearance, but she is indeed very beautiful, almost perfectly beautiful." Wayne praised her generously and praised Sphynx harshly.

"Then you should be careful. There is no reason for such a beautiful and powerful magician to be so protective of you. She must have some conspiracy and might sacrifice you one day."

Veronica curled her lips: "Mr. Landau once said that the more beautiful a woman is, the more likely she is to lie. You think she didn't lie to you, maybe you are just coveting her beauty."

What’s the matter? You changed your surname to Zhang instead of Landao?
Wayne rolled his eyes: "Don't talk nonsense, I respect my teacher very much." "Then what about what you promised Chris, you said you would join the Moonlight Church."

"Well, my teacher believes in the goddess of nature. From now on, we are both believers of the goddess of nature." Wayne shrugged. It was wrong for him to break his promise, but Chris was broad-minded and would definitely forgive him.

"That's it..."

Veronica blinked, met Wayne's contemptuous gaze, blushed and retracted her evaluation of the female magician. There was no conspiracy or sacrifice, and the other party believed in the goddess of nature, so she must be a good person.

"Then what about what I promised Chris? I said I would join the Moonlight Church." Wayne took the initiative.

"What does it have to do with me? I didn't agree to it..."

Veronica muttered quietly, changing the subject by applying what she had learned: "What's the name of that elegant lady? She can do things that Mr. Landau can't do. She must be very famous. Maybe I know her."

"I can't tell you about this. My teacher has been in trouble lately and she didn't allow me to tell anyone that I'm her student. As you can see, I was very obedient. I stayed in my room and didn't go anywhere. I didn't even contact you by phone."

"..."

Hearing this, Veronica stopped asking questions, but still felt a little unhappy.

Although she is very popular in school and is admired by many female students, she is a star-level senior. In fact, she has very few friends. The only friends she has are her roommate Willy and Chris, a senior from the previous class.

Veronica is humble and polite to others, always remembering aristocratic elegance. Her way of dealing with people makes her seem easy to talk to, but after a few more words you will find that she is not a passionate person. She tends to be cold, stubborn, and a little black-bellied. She likes to be alone.

Over time, Veronica developed an aura that kept people away. She might be an idol and star in the academy, but she could not be a close big sister to her junior schoolmates.

The formation of personality is related to family. Her parents are in a cold war and separated, and her mother went to Frank Paris. That is to say, the dragon-blood girl is a little stronger than her peers, otherwise she would have been bullied in school long ago.

Of course, it is not ruled out that some students had such thoughts and were threatened with cement barrels before they took any action.

Let’s put it this way, in the entire girls’ college, only Willy and Chris can break the aura of indifference. Willy is more powerful. Not only can she break the aura, but she can also be beaten into a ball by Veronica.

Some time ago, Veronica reluctantly defined Wayne as a friend, happy to expand her social circle. Unexpectedly, Wayne downgraded her friend level to a wild teacher.

Humph, that’s no big deal. You’ve also been demoted!

"By the way, now that you're back, I'll send your owl over tonight."

"It's so urgent. Can you help take care of it for a while?"

"It and Monica don't get along, and they almost got into a fight several times," Veronica refused.

Veronica has a black cat named Monica at home. It is Mr. Landau's pet and has always been taken care of by the housekeeper Megan. Mr. Landau is only responsible for petting the cat and has never cleaned up its poop, not even once.

The snowy owl and the black cat are both members of the cat family. However, due to their contrasting colors, they do not get along well with each other. Even if they are assigned to different villas, the two cats will secretly fight. If this continues, sooner or later one of the cats will die.

"Okay, I haven't been out much recently, so it would be good to cultivate a relationship with it." Wayne thought to himself that it was a pity that there would be one more mouth to feed at home.

The Wayne family is not the Landau family. There are no servants to clean up the shit, and no rat strips and slices to eat at any time. He hopes that the snowy owl will mature as soon as possible and learn to feed himself.

"One more thing, have you ever considered moving the detective agency somewhere else?" Veronica asked.

"Move somewhere else..."

Wayne thought about this question seriously, and after a moment he said, "I did think about it. The detective agency is too remote to get big orders. But if we move to a wealthy neighborhood, I will..."

"I'll pay."

Veronica interrupted directly, saying that Wayne might not know that the detective agency encountered a crisis some time ago and the landlord came to collect rent, and she spent money to settle the matter with him.

Two days later, Wayne's home would have been gone.

"That's fine with me. I'll move wherever you say."

Wayne agreed with both hands. He had no shame in being a gigolo. There was no need for that. When people wrote their essays, the titles were all "My Father, the Bank President".

"I'll have someone choose a location, and you can move there directly. Remember to leave me an assistant position."

"Uh, are you serious?"

"Ah."

Veronica nodded, and her mother went home, but not long after, she quarreled with Mr. Landau again. The two of them were very weird when they met, and they didn't look like qualified parents at all. She was very annoyed and wanted to find a quiet place.

Wayne Detective Agency is pretty good, and you can follow the diary updates at any time. The only problem is that it is too far away, and a lot of time is wasted every time you go back and forth.

If the detective agency moves, you won’t have this worry.

Veronica left and locked the detective agency door from the outside.

Before leaving, Wayne said that he would send the owl as soon as possible, and asked the other party to help keep the news secret and not tell Willy and Chris that he was back.

Especially Willy, otherwise the gays would have blocked the door and broken stones on their chests the next day.

"Okay, but you'd better give Chris an explanation. She stayed up late every night to write teaching materials for your tutoring classes, and she has been writing until the fourth grade." Veronica stretched out her hand to compare. It was about this thick.

Wayne felt deeply ashamed. Chris had worked so hard to get him into the Moonlight Church, but in the end, he turned around and fell into the arms of the goddess of nature.

Isn't this a kind of minotaur?

Wayne didn't want to owe anyone a favor, so after much thought he decided to take the one-on-one tutoring class. He had already broken his promise by not being able to join the Moonlight Church, and if he wasted Chris's carefully compiled teaching materials again, wouldn't he be worse than a beast?

Go, no matter what you have to do.

After seeing Veronica off, Wayne continued to write in his diary while waiting for news from Abo.

Get revenge as soon as possible and get a job as soon as possible.

Signing a contract with the Spirit of Vengeance can gain the other party's abilities. The skills that Abin brought to Wayne are sense of smell and supernatural perception. The former is still within the scope of biological organisms, while the latter somewhat exceeds the limits of the instincts of wild beasts.

Wayne guessed that it was related to the Book of Greed, and he did not rule out that Abin was a special case. So many pets died in the shelter, but only Abin became a vengeful spirit, which shows that he is special.

Abo is also special. He has some special blood in his body, which brings Wayne the skills of gunmanship and super vision.

Super vision allows Wayne to see farther and see tiny things that require the help of equipment to observe. His eyes can switch freely between telescopes and microscopes.

At the same time, he can see more colors.

By adding magic amplification, super vision can be further enhanced.

His shooting skills are understandable. As a police officer, it is reasonable and logical for Bo to be good at shooting with a pistol. However, his super vision is difficult to explain.

"I hope I can draw the Man of Steel next time..."

(End of this chapter)