Please Stop Summoning Me!

Chapter 61: Fishing

Actually, what Su Ling said was a bit beyond Shen Yis expectations.

Because she wasnt talking about anything important, neither about extra-worldly god, nor about the horrors of the congregation, nor even about the mundane.

But her expression at this moment couldnt be anymore serious, as if this matter mattered to her.

It was about an ordinary old man, who was living outside the East District slums, and selling candy.

Su Ling continued: Three days ago he suddenly died. According to the forensic report, he died of old age, but I always felt that his death was a bit strange, and there was the residue of the invisible art around him.

This kind of thing was supposed to be a D or at most a C- level investigator job, but I know him, so some, um I want to find out the truth myself.

After being silent for a while, Shen Yi calmly asked in the tone of a superior.

Hes important to you.

However, Su Ling shook her head, reaching out to the pocket, she took out a shriveled candy wrapper.

Not really, I didnt even know his name before he died. I just ate cheap candy there a few times when I was a kid.

Last week, she went back to the slums to get the relics of her father that she hid back then, only to meet this old candy seller.

In spite of years of not seeing her, the old man actually recognized her at a glance and gave her a candy, which surprised her.

In fact, the candy wasnt that tasty, its cheap sugary candy that only kinds in the slum would eat.

She still remembered her childhood self, struggling to eat in the slums and would be happy for days if she could get a piece of candy.

After the greeting and accepting the candy, she bid farewell and left.

However, within a few days, she heard the news of the old mans death.

When visiting the scene in person, she discovered the remnants of the invisible art and realized that things were not as simple as they seem.

The two werent very familiar, and she didnt even know the others name, but she still wanted to find out the truth herself.

Understanding the other partys thoughts, Shen Yi asked. You want to know who killed him?

Su Ling nodded, took a sip of coffee and earnestly pleaded.

Well, the condition of the prophet is very bad. Most of the other investigators are investigating the things about the Hidden Eyes. I dont have many friends, so I can only ask you for help.

Lets make a deal, tell me all about the hidden pupil, and I will help you find the murderer behind the scenes Shen Yi had intended to say this, but then changed his tune.

The hidden pupil? Those pathetic lunatics, what do you think of it?

Pathetic lunatics? Su Lings heart once again deepened the thought. This man was surely controlling Belands inner world, and knows all the things.

Like a chess player, who controls everything on the chessboard.

Suddenly she remembered the imprint on her abdomen. In the shower she tried to erase it, but no matter what method she used, she couldnt get it off, and she didnt dare to tell her colleagues from the Anti-Magical Bureau.

It must be this man who chose herself without permission

Since you decided to make me a pawn, it wouldnt be too much for me to get some help from you, right?

With a pounding heart, she felt like she was on the verge of death.

Although Boss Shen had always been a gentle and mysterious strong man, no one knew if he would turn his face, for example, like a devil, he would suddenly smile and cast magic, stuffing her insatiable self into a small bottle, and store it forever.

Or maybe, put herself into the coffee machine alive, let your blood become the coffee that the guests like to taste.

Shaking her head away from the possibility of a messy horror.

She immediately said: The Anti-Magical Bureau has identified the Hidden Pupils as a cult organization, and dispatched a team of investigators, leading by A-level to efface them.

According to our investigation, the members of the Hidden Pupils seem to be ordinary scholars in the academic world at first, history buffs, occult lovers, all people from the table world.

But they suddenly got together, as if they were attracted by something, and started recording the events that happened in the inner world, and finally one by one, they went crazy and turned into monsters.

At the end, Su Ling quoted the directors concluding remarks.

It seems that something is guiding everything to happen.

Is there something that guides all this to happen? Shen Yi pondered secretly.

In the netherworld, he always had a special feeling about the Light Chasers, the Pseudo Gods, the Hidden Pupils, the Salian Family, the Dust of Light, and the old man who died in the slum

For days, there seemed to be a mysterious connection between several seemingly unrelated things he learned.

Countless connections and bonds will ultimately be destiny, and in a sense, there is no such thing as true coincidence.

He nodded his head in response: I know.

In exchange, you need to do one thing, investigate things about Light Chasers and Pseudo Gods.

Light Chasers, Pseudo Gods..

Having not heard of these two names, Su Ling was a bit dumbfounded.

He found that the other party also didnt seem to know about these, and nodded slightly: You can go now.

Thank you.

Su Ling stood up, bowed deeply, and left the cafe in a mixed mood.

Shen Yi watched the other party leave, no longer wanting to sit around and wait for death.

He decided to personally investigate the Hidden Pupil and find out the whole story.

But for that, you have to wait until the evening the shop needs to be open during the day.

Although Mr. Jonas, a lovely, kind-hearted and respectable gentleman, sponsored a sum of money, his condition was far from financial freedom.

Why is there no summoner who directly sacrifices money? You despise the low style of money. High-end gold, silver and jewelry. But its also ok I actually accept checks.

After thinking about it, Shen Yi began to open the shop with peace of mind.

He once again put on the transit ring and knocked it three times on the table.

In the evening, he had to take the ring off.

However, this time nothing good happened during the day, as if ones recent good fortune had been advanced.

Shen Yi felt a little sad, no wonder it was only a relic of the distortion level, still not good enough.

He thought he could fast forward to financial freedom.

Likewise he worked hard till evening then he closed the glass door of the cafe, but left it unlocked, as he decided to go out straight away.

With that he returned to the hut and threw his mask into the shadow.

In an instant, his raincoat transformed into a black suit, the silver beads in his hand became a threaded cane, and the golden mask enveloped his face.