I'm a proper student; I only take nine kinds of potions every day.

Herbert's eyes suddenly lit up; he knew a little about Edward's past.

This unlucky guy fell in love with a girl at a dance, only to find that the girl was a hybrid of human and Deep One.

After listening to Edward's explanation, Herbert immediately realized, "I understand!"

"No wonder Senior Arkham didn't use words like 'battle,' but rather 'negotiation'!"

"Senior Arkham likely engaged in physical fusion with that female Deep One in order to safely retrieve the baby, especially... in terms of mouth!"

At this point, a smug gleamed in Herbert's blue eyes behind his glasses: "I told you, the fusion of the body is far more important than the soul!"

Edward rolled his eyes at Herbert: "You're talking nonsense!"

"What does this have to do with physical fusion?"

He then offered his analysis: "I think it's that female Deep One who has taken a liking to Senior Arkham!"

"So he used the baby as leverage, his goal being to kiss Arkham-senpai!"

Herbert frowned slightly: "It can't be that bad, can it?"

Edward glared at him: "What's so hard about it? I've been there, don't I know? They also like young and handsome men and women!"

Herbert glanced at Edward and looked him up and down: "I don't see what's so handsome about you, but Arkham is indeed very handsome."

"You f***..."

Herbert interrupted with a sigh, "But that female Deep One was already very old, and had long since shed her normal human skin."

"And the true nature of the Deep Ones... that's absolutely disgusting!"

"I never expected Senior Arkham to actually go for it!"

Edward's face was full of admiration and amazement: "No wonder Arkham is Dr. Armitage's disciple!"

"This guy is seriously amazing! And he's really flashy!"

"He could even bring himself to eat a Deep One who has completely reverted to his primal form!"

At this point, Edward quickly turned his head and gagged.

Meanwhile, Herbert glanced at Ivan's closed private room, then lowered his voice and said, "I think this is normal."

"Have you forgotten the advice Arkham gave us when we first boarded the train?"

Upon hearing this, Edward's eyes widened suddenly, and he lowered his voice, saying, "Could it be that Senior...?"

Herbert sighed, "Only a ruthless person with no scruples could go to such lengths for a mission!"

Chapter 188: (9/10 Requesting Monthly Tickets) Damn it, how dare you steal my cauldron!?

At this point, Edward gasped and exclaimed in amazement.

"God Father above!"

"Is this... the only way to become a legendary investigator?"

A sneeze!

Inside the private room, Ivan had already returned the child to James.

James, who was unhypnotized, seemed to be gripped by a sense of panic because the ritual was interrupted.

In the instant she came to her senses, she instinctively let out an extremely piercing scream.

Evan couldn't take it anymore and immediately unleashed a Fog Brain Plague.

Then the scream stopped abruptly.

The world became quiet.

Seeing this, Ivan couldn't help but sigh.

"No wonder the doctor told me to keep a close eye on this James..."

"That scream is like a female supporting character's scream in a horror movie, it's unbearable!"

……

The rest of the journey was uneventful, and Evan and his group returned smoothly to Bolton South Station.

After the setbacks on the road, Ivan's side showed almost no sign of letting up.

A pair of eyes were fixed on the child in James's arms, never leaving his side.

As for the other three troublemakers, they still haven't regained control of their bodies.

The tree spirit was completely terrified; it was almost about to pee its pants.

The demon remained unconscious, and the poetess was still in a daze.

The three people were escorted off the train by the train guard and placed in a temporary isolation room.

It was snowing in Bolton at this time.

The snowflakes weren't large, but they fell gently, finally giving this city, which was shrouded in coal smoke all day, a wintery feel.

The square in front of the station was bustling with people, and the snow was being melted by the dense footsteps, leaving the area muddy as far as the eye could see.

Evan stood in the station square with a few lively fellows, his eyes scanning left and right, and he quickly spotted a familiar face in the crowd: Richard.

This burly, square-faced man was still wearing that worn-out secondhand jacket, with a faded old shirt underneath.

He was wearing an incredibly thick cashmere coat on the outside, and a thick cotton hat wrapped tightly around his head, leaving only his square face, with his nose red from the cold, showing.

He didn't look like an expert witcher at all; he looked more like an old man who was afraid of the cold.

The moment Ivan saw Richard, he understood who the person Dr. Armitage had mentioned was.

Richard walked over laughing, opened his thickly gloved arms, and gave Evan a big bear hug.

He then stepped back half a step, looked around carefully, and said with satisfaction.

"Good, good! What a fine lad! Now that he's come this far, I can finally rest easy!"

That loud voice was full of relief and joy.

Ivan smiled and asked, "So you're the one in charge of providing support here, Senior Brother!"

Richard nodded: "In the Bolton area, I can be considered a long-time partner of the University of Michigan."

While the two were talking, Edward walked over eagerly: "Mr. Tyson, it's been a long time!"

Herbert, standing nearby, nodded in greeting, his face showing respect.

It's clear that these two men seemed to know Richard before.

After a brief exchange, Richard picked up the two clowns, along with James and his mother, and put them on the carriage.

After the group boarded the carriage, Richard turned and asked, "Would you like a ride along the way?"

Evan shook his head, pointed in the direction of the station, and said, "There are still things to take care of. Let's get together properly after Christmas in a few days."

Richard didn't ask any more questions, grinned, and got into the carriage.

After the carriage wheels rolled away, kicking up splattered snow and mud, Evan turned and walked to the platform to make a phone call.

Twenty minutes later, Gray and his partner Peg arrived at the train station in a carriage.

At this moment, Ivan had already broken free of the control over the demon and the poetess.

The three people looked like wilted eggplants, their faces pale and heads drooping as they sat listlessly on the benches.

Gray is now wearing a heavy black cashmere trench coat and a cotton hat on his head.

However, the cigar that was never lit in his mouth and the big gold tooth that gleamed whenever he opened his mouth were still particularly eye-catching.

"Wow! Arkham! You've improved so quickly!"

Gray, who had just walked in, immediately sensed the change in Ivan. He gave him a warm hug first, and then his gaze fell on the three people next to him.

When the three of them saw Gray, they were immediately overjoyed, as if they had seen a savior. They hurriedly stood up and tried to come over, but then they saw Ivan glare at them sideways.

The three men immediately froze on the spot, standing at attention and not daring to move an inch.

What I just experienced on the train was truly terrifying.

The three of them had been reflecting on their actions for nearly twenty minutes, but they still couldn't figure out how they had gotten infected.

The tree spirit was terrified of the feeling of its roots rapidly rotting and becoming limp and powerless.

I can still recall the feeling of that rotting flesh.

The demon was horrified by the desperate agony of his entire soul convulsing violently.

Although he had already fainted, his soul was still actively moving.

He clearly felt his soul being molded into a circle by an invisible force.

It was stretched taut, enduring endless torment.

The female poet was alright; after being hit instantly, she felt as if the whole world had suddenly stopped.

When she came to her senses, all she felt was a deep-seated fear.

She was shocked to discover that a full two and a half hours had passed!

They were not without encountering experts.

But this expert in front of me is really too strange.

Seeing the terrified looks on the three of them, Gray laughed and walked over, saying, "Come back to the police station with me. I've already notified your boss."

Then Evan followed Gray, escorting the three men out of the station and back into the swirling snow.

Evan, breathing out hot air, asked curiously, "What will happen to those three?"

Gray casually said, "Make a statement and pay the fine."

Ivan raised an eyebrow: "That's all?"

Gray retorted, "How much more complicated do you want it to be? It didn't cause any casualties among ordinary people, nor did it lead to any major accidents."

"It's normal for conflicts to arise between superhumans when they're taking on jobs, and neither side was seriously injured."

“Each of the three people will pay a fine of one hundred dollars, and thirty percent of that will be your reward for your contribution.”