Ronald and Patricia’s tea party lasted a long ti.
The young investigator’s movents were slow, not at all as quick as she had said "it’ll just take a mont."
Instead, it was almost sunset by the ti she returned from the second floor to the first floor.
—However, there was one difference.
The calm deanor Nicole had when she went upstairs was now entirely replaced with a serious expression.
With a somber face, she approached Ronald and spoke:
"I’ve got so matters to handle, Ronald, you might as well go off work according to the circumstances."
"In the next few days, it’s best not to go out into the streets if it’s not necessary."
"..."
She added a complicated reminder.
Without waiting for Ronald to reply, the young investigator turned around and walked to the center of the hall in just two steps.
At this mont, there was also a significant change in the situation in the hall.
The two groups that had been confronting each other had finally restrained themselves from coming to blows.
Other than leaving one person each, scrutinizing Jennifer to prevent any dealings, that was essentially the extent of it.
But it seed that these two were glued to the hall.
They even hadn’t been to the bathroom all afternoon...
Unless soone like Spencer, the leader of Springs’s group, ca back to resolve the situation, this matter probably wouldn’t end.
However, with Nicole’s actions, the situation changed.
Walking directly between the two confronting n, the young investigator knelt beside Jennifer, ignoring the n’s stares.
Then, she began whispering sothing into the woman’s ear.
In just two breaths’ ti, the anxious Magician’s face drastically changed.
She imdiately started a fearful conversation with Nicole.
"..."
Faced with this sudden turn of events, the response of the people present was surprisingly in sync.
First, no one made any move to interfere with the two.
Due to the investigators’ keen intuition, they also sensed a crisis beyond their confrontation with each other.
It seed so indescribable mood was brewing in the warm hall.
As for Ronald and Patricia.
Being half ’insiders’ of the Investigation Bureau, they too could only halt their conversations and quietly watch the changes unfolding in the bureau’s hall.
However, everything was still a mystery.
Due to the low volu of Nicole and Jennifer, only they knew what the discussion was about.
Soon, the conversation ended.
Nicole efficiently stood up and glanced at the investigators on both sides.
Whether it was people from Springs or from Blenheim, everyone’s eyes were focused on her.
"Ah—"
With a heavy sigh, Nicole finally spoke:
"Alright, my dear colleagues."
"I have rather unpleasant news to tell you."
"Now in Blenheim, there’s a high chance we have encountered an extre risk group event. You all understand what this ans, right?"
"..."
For a mont, only the heavy breathing of the people filled the hall.
Almost everyone present understood what an ’extre risk group event’ implied.
Even Ronald had previously seen this term in the Investigation Bureau’s books.
According to actual circumstances, the bureau had a very specific classification for various mysterious events.
The catalog about ’extre risk group events’ described it as follows:
"An event where one or more groups are preparing to strike against the city managent authorities or to carry out large-scale harm to ordinary people."
So...
Was Blenheim about to undergo significant upheaval?
The silence lingered for a few more breaths until finally, an investigator couldn’t resist speaking up:
"Nicole, do you know what you’re talking about?"
"That’s an extre risk group event!"
The speaker, an investigator from the Blenheim Investigation Bureau dressed in a trench coat and wide-brim hat, didn’t intend to conceal the doubt in his voice as he confird this with Nicole.
Nicole retorted rudely,
"Do you think I’m joking with you about this?"
"Anyway, argue about it later. Co upstairs and help now; we’ve got a lot going on!"
"..."
The two confronting investigators glanced at each other, then asked,
"What about Jennifer?"
"Ronald!"
Without a second’s hesitation, Nicole shouted loudly at Ronald standing nearby:
"Could you help, take Jennifer to the warden?"
"Just tell the warden it’s a temporary detainnt, and make sure no one gets hurt."
"No problem."
Ronald nodded, stood up, and walked directly towards Nicole.
"I’ll just take her to the warden, do you need help with anything else?"
"No need." Nicole shook her head decisively, "This matter is too complicated; you, as a newcor, better not get involved."
The investigators accepted Nicole’s handling of the situation.
After all, the warden wasn’t part of the Investigation Bureau; temporarily leaving the female magician under his supervision was also a solution.
Especially if an ’extre risk group event’ were to really happen, they wouldn’t have the ti or energy to spend on this matter in Blenheim.
Seeing that neither side had objections, Nicole took the shackles’ key from an investigator nearby and handed it to Ronald:
"Be careful on the way."
"Okay."
As her words fell, Nicole imdiately led the team up to the second floor of the bureau.
Their hurried appearance gave off a sense that a storm was brewing.
Watching the group leave the hall, Ronald then turned to look at Jennifer, who was sitting on the ground.
To be honest, this female magician’s physique and skin maintenance were just diocre, and with her distracted look and the magical restraints on her wrists, she truly resembled a prisoner just released from a cell.
At that mont, footsteps sounded behind Ronald.
Seeing all the investigators hurrying back upstairs, Patricia also walked up to Ronald:
"Ronald, I’ll go with you."
"Okay."
Ronald nodded in agreent.
Both the risky experiences Patricia had shared with him and her friendly deanor afterward were hard not to appreciate.
Having soone help was naturally very welco.
Then, Ronald spoke to the female magician sitting on the ground;
"Jennifer, can you get up and walk?"
"You heard; it’s just a temporary detainnt."
"..."
Jennifer didn’t respond to Ronald, silently standing up from the ground. After adjusting for a mont, she finally spoke:
"I know."
The three of them pushed the door and left the Investigation Bureau, facing an unusual situation compared to usual days.
When they reached the end of Long Beach Street, Ronald saw people dressed as investigators rushing toward the direction of the Bureau.
Clearly, the Blenheim Investigation Bureau was recalling personnel due to the complex nature of the incident; they even called back so investigators who were on duty.
Around this ti, a few sporadic snowflakes began to drift down from the sky.
Opening a black umbrella and holding it over their heads, Patricia couldn’t help but express,
"It looks like sothing big is really about to happen in Blenheim."
Ronald imdiately responded,
"That’s right..."
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