Chapter 348 Meeting
In the northwest suburbs of Tivian in winter, fine snow fell lightly, and dots of white slowly descended from the sky. In the woods with withered branches, the heavily guarded Gale Fortress stood in the middle.
As the weather continued to cool down, the soldiers patrolling on the fortress walls also put on thicker winter uniforms. They held guns, stamped their feet, looked at the white sky, breathed white air, and missed the fire in the house.
In the underground of the huge fortress, in the Security Bureau, countless staff members were still moving back and forth in the various corridors in the lower space. On one of the corridors, Misha, the leader of the special investigation team, was walking quickly forward, and her footsteps kept echoing in the corridor.
With a focused look, Misha, dressed in a hunter's uniform, walked quickly along the corridor to the end. There was a door at the end of the corridor with a sign that said "Identification Department". After arriving in front of the door, Misha glanced at the sign, opened it directly and walked in.
After entering the room, she saw an open room with many tables and cabinets. There were many locked iron cabinets stacked up against the wall. There were many miscellaneous and strange tools on the tables, and many people were sitting at the tables, studying something.
As soon as she entered the room, Misha saw a familiar group of people gathered at a door. They were her subordinates, Mike. When he saw Misha coming, he immediately stepped forward to say hello.
"Ms. Misha, you are finally here."
"Well... take me there..."
Listening to her subordinate's words, Misha nodded in response, and then Mike led her to one side of the spacious room. There was a row of doors on the wall over there. Mike walked to one of the doors, opened it and walked in, and Misha followed closely behind.
After entering the door, they came to a dimly lit cubicle, where Misha met the other two subordinates, Gregor and Weihan. They were sitting in front of a small table in the cubicle, and seemed to be studying something. When they heard someone coming in, they turned around quickly and said respectfully after seeing Misha.
"Miss."
"I received a notice that there was a letter there, but it was sent to the appraisal room. What's wrong? Is there any problem with the letter?"
Misha spoke to the two people in front of her, and at the same time Mike was closing the door behind her. After hearing what Misha said, Gregor nodded in response.
"Yes, ma'am. The detective's letter arrived not long ago. However, after we conducted a routine inspection on it, we found that there were traces of extraordinary traces on it. Therefore, we did not open it immediately, but sent it to the Identification Department and notified you."
Gregor said this to Misha. After hearing this, Misha raised her eyebrows slightly and then continued to speak.
"There are extraordinary traces in the detective's letter? Haha... We are sincerely contacting him... What tricks is he trying to play? What kind of spirituality is that trace? What specific effect does it have?"
Misha asked in a stern tone, and Wei Han answered immediately.
"According to the detection of the Huijiandeng, the extraordinary trace on the letter belongs to 'Qi', which is very rare. At present, we don't know what extraordinary effect this trace was caused by? What are the risks of forcibly opening the letter? So we haven't opened the letter, but notified you to come over."
"It's actually 'Qi'..."
Listening to Wei Han's words, Misha felt surprised. As a knight of Harold, the director of the Security Bureau, she has been working in the Security Bureau for more than ten years. She has encountered at least hundreds of extraordinary events, and only a few of them are related to "Qi".
"Most of the extraordinary events related to 'Qi' are conflicts between associations caused by the competition for the storage of 'Qi'. I didn't expect that there would be an extraordinary effect of 'Qi' here? ... Where is the letter now? I want to see..."
Misha asked her subordinates, and Greg answered immediately.
"Here, ma'am, we are still preparing to ask the people in the Identification Department to study what effect this extraordinary trace will have. In order to avoid risks, it is best not to open this letter before the specific situation is clarified."
As he spoke, Gregor stepped aside, revealing the table that he had been blocking behind him. On the table was a glass cabinet with an envelope in it. The wax seal on the envelope had not been touched, and on the white envelope paper there was an exquisite pattern that seemed to be handwritten.
Misha took two steps forward and came to the table. She looked carefully at the seemingly ordinary envelope in the glass cabinet. During this examination, a strange scene happened in Misha's eyes.
In Misha's eyes, the pattern on the surface of the envelope began to move. The strokes that were originally drawn as exquisite lace began to move like graceful snakes, twisting and deforming on the cover, and constantly twisting into Pritt letters, which were combined and arranged on the white paper.
Seeing this scene, Misha's eyes widened slightly and she took a step back, but fortunately due to her many years of experience working in the Security Bureau, she did not show any panic. She originally wanted to speak, but after seeing the floating words in front of her quickly pieced together into words and sentences that she could recognize, she closed her slightly open mouth again.
At this time, Misha saw a letter. On the envelope, she saw a letter that only she could see. When she saw the first sentence of the letter, her heart couldn't help but tremble.
"Dear Ms. De Blanca, I am very presumptuous to communicate with you in this way. Because there are prying eyes around you, the entire Security Bureau is under heavy surveillance. I must ensure that only you can see the content of this article. The content in the envelope is just the surface. The content on the envelope is what I want to tell you. Please stay calm when you see this text. If there are other people around you, it is best not to show an extreme reaction. Remember, only you can see the text above..."
Looking at the words written specifically for herself on the envelope in front of her, Misha looked serious. Her inner emotions churned for a while but quickly calmed down.
"The contents that only I can see... So this is the extraordinary effect attached to the letter... This detective... is really good at playing tricks..."
Misha thought so in her heart, but what she cared about most at this moment was not the extraordinary effect that only she could understand the text, but that the other party actually knew her name.
"This detective actually knew my last name! He knew that I was in charge of the communication with him! The letter I sent him previously did not reveal any relevant information. How did he know that!"
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