Chapter 349: Chapter 140: How about Becoming an
Undercover Agent? (7K+) 3
Translator: 549690339
With the blueprint, the sandcastle piled up by mental power wouldn’t suddenly collapse (mutate) anymore.
The blueprint determines the compatibility of the mental power, while the quality determines the height of the mental power.
But in the end, these blueprints are all inadequate as they are all broken. They cannot meet Leonard Churchill’s current needs to design his octopus-like mental power.
These aren’t important.
What Leonard Churchill is more concerned about is a later remark: Mental secret skill of the Ancient God Devotees can solve the problem?
“Yeah! The mental secret skill practiced by card masters is a castrated version of the meditation of the Demon God, so what about those directly inherited by the devotees from the God?”
Leonard Churchill seemed to have suddenly found a clue.
It’s not that others can’t come up with this problem, but they never considered it because ancient secret skills are usually tainted by faith.
But when others are tainted by faith, he himself would not be, since he possesses the Joker!
Besides, Leonard Churchill has already been in contact with a sect of the Old Days – The Silver Moon Sect!
It seemed that Silver Moon Leader was quite skilled with various mental tricks.
Even if you only thought about it briefly, would know that the level of her mental secret skill must be very high.
A series of thoughts flashed past, and an idea popped up in Leonard Churchill’s mind: “I wonder if the Silver Moon Sect’s practice of mental secret skills can solve my current problem?”
Although he is not sure if it will be useful, at least there is a thought.
Leonard Churchill didn’t have any ancient secret skills at his disposal.
He certainly wouldn’t be able to find it anywhere else.
He immediately thought of someone, Reuel Bible from the Federation X Bureau!
At this moment, another line of text appeared on the letter paper.
IBy the way, you’ve helped me a lot, and I rudely never asked for your name.
You can call me ‘Anne’, what is your name?J
The other party obviously was not using their real name either.
Leonard Churchill directly signed off with: Sunny.
He had used this name when writing the report letter, and he found it quite convenient to use an alias.
After writing, he put the letter paper back into the book, greeted Seven Brown who was still applying makeup, and then left.
Soon after, Downing Street, Train Tavern.
This is the contact address left by Reuel Bible.
Leonard Churchill rode his motorcycle and arrived.
Downing Street was even more bustling than usual, with a weaving crowd of people.
The most eye-catching spot on the bulletin boards all over was occupied by the bounty orders for the culprit who assassinated Saul Miller.
Even after ten days, the most talked-about topic among the passers-by in the pub was the assassination that shocked the Federal higher-ups.
And Leonard Churchill noticed along the way that there seemed to be some undercover agents looking for something among the crowd.
He didn’t feel guilty at all, and he walked straight into the crowd.
Tracy Garcia had transferred the life pattern to the Five-eyed Evil Cat before she left, so the mysterious means couldn’t lock him down.
These people didn’t know him, so the chances of them catching him were slim.
Leonard Churchill entered the Train Tavern, where it was noisy.
Coincidentally, he saw three people playing cards out of boredom in the corner of the pub.
A middle-aged man wearing a brown jacket, a teenage boy with a mushroom hairstyle and a woman in a leather jacket.
It was Reuel Bible and his two assistants.
Leonard Churchill walked over.
Although Reuel Bible was wearing a half-face gas mask, he recognized him the moment he walked in.
As he approached, Leonard Churchill greeted with a smile, “Leader Bible!”
The corner of Reuel Bible’s eye twitched, and he remarked: “You…all the authorities in town are hunting you down now. I thought you ran off to the Old Continent to lay low, and yet, here you are?”
The reason he sounded so resigned was that he was implicated too.
He was supposed to destroy the Silver Moon Sect, but he never expected this man to assassinate the Lord on the street.
Now, not only Leonard Churchill was wanted, but Reuel Bible himself was also seen at the scene, and he was considered a accomplice.
Luckily, he disguised himself well and didn’t leave any identifiable traces.
Otherwise, if people came to know that a public servant from Federation X Bureau had helped a murderer, who assassinated Sinless City’s governor, escape, it would lead to a huge scandal.
However, Reuel Bible also felt that it was not a bad thing that Saul Miller got killed.
According to the information he had, Saul Miller was able to inherit the title because he was helped by the Silver Moon Sect.
He was probably polluted.
This could be considered as cutting off an important pollution point.
Otherwise, if they needed to take action against the high-ranking nobility, they would have to fill out countless reports.
Leonard Churchill was familiar with the bold and straightforward character of Reuel Bible, and he knew that this guy never minded getting into trouble, so he said, “Thanks for last time.”
He heard from Tracy Garcia that after he lost consciousness, it was Reuel Bible who covered his back.
Although this guy often made sarcastic remarks, he was really dependable.
Reuel Bible shook his head in disregard, signaled the bartender for another draft beer.
On one side, Mushroomhead Noah Wright blinked curiously at Leonard Churchill, as if seeing this familiar face who could kill the governor in a new light.
As for Ada, she didn’t look too happy.
After all, this guy almost killed her before!
Leonard Churchill didn’t stand on ceremony and took a seat at the free spot at the table.
The beer was served.
The two clinked glasses.
Reuel Bible said with a sarcasm: “When I think about it, it seems that every time I meet you, there are always some sort of trouble. Thunderbolt Fortress once, Sinless City once…both were big trouble.”
Looking at Leonard Churchill after taking a sip of his beer, he remarked, “I have a feeling that this time you’ve come to me, there’s definitely some trouble again.”
Hearing the tease in his tone, Leonard Churchill did not bring up the main topic right away. Instead, he smiled and said: “Thank you three for your help last time. And Miss Ada… I apologize. I lost control due to the mutation of my mental power, which led to that accident.”