I can copy tags infinitely.

After extinguishing the candlelight, Li En, by the light of the moon, stuffed the necklace into his pocket.

The mystery is solved: the Hound of the Baskervilles does exist, but it has now transcended the material world and become a rational hunter.

And now, this power can be used for my own purposes.

Beside her, Estelle finally calmed down, placing her hand on her chest, and cautiously asked Li En, "Is it over? What happened?"

"It's nothing, the Baskerville hound story is just a rumor," Li En casually made up an excuse to brush it off. "I looked into it, and it turns out the collar just broke and the hound escaped from its kennel."

"You saw it too, didn't you? When we came in, the tower doors weren't locked. That's how the hounds must have escaped."

Although Estelle didn't quite understand what had just happened, since Li En had said so, she was willing to believe it was true.

"I see!" Estelle nodded blankly. "Now that we know the truth, shouldn't we leave? Let's get out of here before the gatekeeper finds us."

Li En shook his head and grabbed Estelle's hand.

Estelle was momentarily stunned as she felt the warm touch on her hand.

"Sorry, Aisha, we can't just leave like this," Li En picked up a thin hammer from the table, went to the window, and aimed it at a brass bell in front of the window. "Otherwise, I'll have come all this way for nothing."

Estelle had no idea what was about to happen.

The next second, the hammer struck the copper bell, and the piercing sound was quite noticeable in the night.

Even the gatekeeper, who is on the other side of the campus, can immediately notice what is happening here.

"Li En?" Estelle was stunned, not understanding why Li En would do this.

But this is exactly what Li En wanted to achieve; he needed to use this method to try to create a label on Estelle.

The labels of unrequited love and loyalty were purely accidental.

When the gatekeeper heard the commotion in the tower and rushed to the roof, even the gatekeeper was stunned.

Because Li En acted as if nothing had happened, studying the instruments in the laboratory, completely unconcerned about what he had just done.

Estelle, on the other hand, huddled next to Li En, looking very embarrassed, and repeatedly apologized to the doorman.

However, the doorman recognized Li En's face.

"You're Lien Welsh, a student of Professor Eli Enso and Professor Cole Osborne?"

Li En was surprised that even the doorman recognized his face. "Yes, sir, is there a problem?"

"Normally, I should have taken you two to Scotland Yard according to procedure," the doorman said, "but since you are students of those two professors, I'll give you face and see you out."

Is there such a good thing?

Li En then realized that with these two professors above him, he was receiving quite a few preferential treatments within the University of Michigan.

After being escorted out of the school gate by the gatekeeper, Li En glanced at the copy of the label.

He has successfully replicated the label of a loyal dog.

[The existence of a pre-label has been confirmed]

[Loyal Dog has been upgraded to Lv2]

Loyal Dog Lv2

[Effect: Any object that depends on you will have its inspiration threshold increased by 70% and its resistance to the effects of anomalous entities increased by 70%]

It was a very simple and straightforward numerical increase, but it was within Li En's expectations.

After all, the "loyal dog" label can be combined with other labels to form a special label path combination, so even if the label alone does not have a significant effect, Li En can accept it.

"The level of the loyal dog label is met, but the level of the materialist warrior label is still one level short, and then there is an unknown label missing."

Li En silently pondered in his heart, now it was just a matter of seeing what that unknown label was.

Since the combination of this special tag path is Guardian, and the preceding tags require Materialist Warrior and Loyal Dog, then this unknown tag should not be too far off.

"So... I'm going home?"

After being kicked out of the school by the gatekeeper, Estelle pointed in a direction shrouded in gray mist. "We're probably not going that way."

Li En first included the label of unrequited love in his copying process, and then said, "It's okay, I'll take you back first. It's not safe in London at night."

Estelle was somewhat flattered. "Really? I... I live in the Whitechapel district, I'm afraid you..."

Seemingly due to some special emotion, Estelle held the word "disdain" in her mouth, and although it tasted bitter, she was unwilling to spit it out.

"It's alright," Li En patted her head, "It's just gentlemanly manners."

He also hoped that the labels Estelle created would prevent her from encountering unnecessary risks on the road.

Estelle looked slightly disappointed, clearly wanting to hear a different answer, but she didn't take it to heart.

The two walked through the London streets at night. Since it wasn't the first time, Li En was more cautious this time, keeping his eyes fixed on the dark alleyways around them.

He has no need to go to Scotland Yard now.

Whitechapel is located in the east of London, more towards the northeast.

The area is extremely overcrowded, with many people crammed into shared rooms, cheap apartments, and hotel-style boarding houses.

Because of poverty and dense population, sanitation conditions here are also very poor. The dirty streets are only a small part of the problem; the infectious diseases caused by sewage and garbage are the most terrible issues here.

The streets were filled with workers reeking of alcohol, who glared at every passerby with fierce and malicious eyes, searching for their prey.

Only when the night watchmen passed by would they lower their gaze slightly, like a stray dog ​​that had been disciplined with a stick, not daring to bare its teeth.

"It's so different from West London..."

Li Engang had attended the Money Cat Salon and witnessed the excellent security and affluent living environment of West London.

Looking at the Whitechapel district from this perspective, it's like comparing heaven and hell.

"I'm home..."

Estelle stopped at a crossroads and responded quietly.

"Yeah?"

Li En hadn't noticed the entrance to the house; he was also curious about Monroe and Estelle's current situation. "Where are they?"

Estelle blushed. "There are less than ten meters to go. You should go back now! If my brother sees you and finds out I spent the night with a man, he'll definitely kill you!"

Probably not.

Li En felt that his relationship with Monroe was alright, and that Monroe shouldn't be so desperate as to kill him.

But seeing Estelle's girlish demeanor, Li En immediately understood her desire to save face.

"Okay, I'll be going now. Even though it's only ten meters away, you still need to be careful."

Estelle nodded repeatedly, watching Li En disappear at the end of the dirty street.

The sounds of mounted police hooves, the muffled laughter and curses from the tavern, the footsteps of Li En, and Estelle's pounding heartbeat blended together, as if the whole street was breathing softly.

After confirming that Li En had left, Estelle turned around and went to her front door, gently knocking on the slightly damp door.

Soon, the door opened, and Monroe, his face ashen, stepped out.

As soon as the door opened, Monroe demanded, "Where have you been so late? London nights are dangerous enough, and there's been a serial killer lurking around lately. Are you out of your mind?"

Estelle quickly made a show of admitting her mistake, but in fact, she hadn't figured out how to explain this to Monroe until she left the house.

So she came up with a very simple solution.

Since it can't be explained clearly, then let's not explain it!

She slipped out of the house without telling Monroe, and it was no surprise that she returned to find him in such a rage.

"You'd better explain what you were doing." Seeing Estelle return safely, Monroe's anxiety subsided considerably, but anger still prevailed.

Estelle made up a random excuse and brushed the question off in Professor Osborn's name.

Upon hearing Professor Osborne's name, Monroe calmed down.

He had met Professor Osborne and knew that Professor Osborne was a good person; otherwise, he wouldn't have taken in a member of a family targeted by the church as his student.

Professor Osborne provided Estelle with assistance with meals, tuition, and living expenses, and Monroe held him in high esteem and respect.

"And when you came back, was it Professor Osborn who brought you back?" Monroe asked.

Estelle chuckled and shook her head. "Remember the kind person I mentioned to you before? He's the one who brought me back!"

Observing Estelle's expression, Monroe's look was somewhat strange. "A kind person?"

"Yes," Estelle said, fiddling with her fingers in front of her, "he's a very kind person, really!"

Is he a very kind person...?

Is there anyone in this world kinder than Lee En Wales?

Monroe gave a wry smile and gently stroked Estelle's hair on her forehead. "Okay, I forgive you this time, but you have to promise me that you won't do such dangerous things behind my back in the future, okay?"

"My father asked me to take good care of you. I don't want you to be in any danger until I find someone you can entrust your life to."

Seeing that the matter had been smoothly resolved, Estelle nodded repeatedly, "Yes, yes, I understand!"

Monroe turned and walked toward the stove. "Go sit down at the table first. Today we're having your favorite stewed rabbit with potatoes."

"Yay!"

Estelle cheered excitedly.

The former scion of an earl can now only feel excitement when he eats stewed rabbit with potatoes in a slum like Whitechapel.

Whenever Monroe thought about this, he felt a sharp pain in his heart.

"what?"

Just then, Estelle, who was in the restaurant, suddenly asked in a questioning voice, "Brother, did you take this down?"

On the not-so-wide dining table, the divination disc that was originally hanging on the wall was placed on the tabletop.

A ring was placed on the psychic disk, resting on the letter "O", as if it had been used.

Only Monroe knew about the spirit board; Estelle only knew that it was left by her father and that it looked somewhat sinister.

"It's nothing, I was just studying what this is."

Monroe quickly ran over from the stove and hung the spirit board back on the wall.

"Don't worry about it, here are two slices of bread. Fill your stomach first, the stew will be ready soon."

Estelle didn't take it to heart, and gently hummed in agreement, taking small bites of the black bread into her mouth.

Standing in front of the stove, Munro turned his head and glanced at the psychic disk on the wall.

"I should find someone knowledgeable to explain how to use this thing."

"Perhaps... Wells can answer this question for me."