[Is it a secret society formed by ordinary people who admire the extraordinary but cannot glimpse it during the shutdown of the Killing Field game...?]

The witch frowned, and slowly said.

In the history of human civilization, the Killing Field game has been intermittent,

During the game's opening, transcendent culture flourished, leaving behind a large number of secret societies and mysterious legacies.

And during the game's shutdown, secret societies shrank and stagnated, but a large number of ordinary people still joined.

These ordinary people admired the extraordinary, but could not touch it in their lifetime, so they just kept fiddling with the items left by the transcendents, trying to use bizarre and strange ways to make themselves become transcendents as well.

The consequence of doing so is that many secret societies have become more and more heretical, more and more degenerate and corrupted.

Most secret societies eventually perished,

And a small number of societies survived by hooking up with the medieval European aristocracy at the time.

As the saying goes, a lean camel is bigger than a horse. As the orthodox inheritance of the Clock Tower mage association of Great Britain, it has the responsibility to actively clean up these corrupted secret societies.

But at that time, the Clock Tower was also in a deep predicament of decline, unable to protect itself. The witch hunters, with their eyes red with killing, chased them up to heaven and down to earth, and they had to shrink in London and dare not move.

By the time the Clock Tower had recovered a bit of its vitality and began to clean up the secret societies, the United States of America had already completed its establishment,

A large number of secret societies fled to the United States, taking root and sprouting,

After three hundred years of precipitation, evolution, and development,

Now it is deeply rooted, hidden behind the scenes in the United States,

No longer an object that the Clock Tower can easily eradicate.

The witch is not an American, but according to other disciples, the extent of the entanglement between the Beacon of Hope and the secret societies is simply unimaginable – you can never guess what ordinary people can do to gain extraordinary abilities.

MeowMeowHead: [That's right, this performance artist is a member of a secret society. According to the excavation of ordinary netizens on 4ch, there are multiple obscure mobile chat records and vague audio and video full of screams and laughter stored on his mobile phone and computer. The pizza club under his name is one of the activity locations of this society. The final clues to several missing person cases around the world all point to that club]

The witch was silent for a while, she was very clear about the nature of the emerging secret societies.

Compared with their behavior, some despicable and cruel players are enough to be called angels.

Witch: [That Sardinia disappearance case is also...]

MeowMeowHead: [Yes. The two composite portraits of suspects announced by Scotland Yard at the time were extremely similar to this performance artist and one of his friends. That old lawyer with a good reputation died strangely because he participated in the investigation and litigation against the performance artist.

The case ended without a conclusion, and the performance artist and his friend are still active in the United States.

It is worth mentioning that this performance artist's friend is a personal assistant to a semi-retired American big shot.]

The witch raised an eyebrow, [Big shot? How big can it be?]

MeowMeowHead reported a name,

The witch fell into silence, [Okay... that's really big.]

MeowMeowHead: [In short, the water in this case is very black and very deep, so deep that even you and I had better not touch it. Remember what the teacher said? Don't think that you have mastered a little extraordinary power, and you can regard human civilization as nothing. You can be promoted to extraordinary, and others can do the same. And with the full support of a huge force, their progress is definitely no slower than you. If you dare to underestimate those intelligence agencies in the United States, I am afraid that you will not even know how you died in the end.]

The witch was a little unconvinced, [Didn't the teacher also say that? The ultimate goal of the Syndicate is to reshape all order in the world and eliminate all injustice...]

MeowMeowHead rolled her eyes: [Slogans, understand slogans? You are just a little weakling who doesn't even have Lv20, so don't think about being detached from the world and eliminating injustice. If you have that intention, can you settle the dividends you owe me first??]

[Ah, ah?]

The witch typed: [I can't hear clearly, the signal here is not very good.]

[The signal is not good my ass, we are having a friend call through the player panel, okay?!]

MeowMeowHead said angrily: [Really, we agreed to split it fifty-fifty! Did you eat the kickbacks from the Odd Job Agency's clients, hide the big head to spend on pleasure, and use small money to prevaricate me?]

[How could that be?]

The witch looked around guiltily for a while, and typed: [We are good sisters and partners, how could I cheat you? I'm so sad that you said that (tДt)]

[Hmph, I know you wouldn't dare.]

The gray and white kitten tapped a few times on the keyboard, searched the intelligence database, and said to the witch; [The Mule you mentioned may indeed have something to do with that old lawyer.

The old lawyer's information seems to have been artificially cleaned up a few years ago, a large amount of information was erased and modified, and now it can't be found.

Of course, if you use some special methods, you may still be able to find some clues.

Do you want to continue investigating?]

[...]

The witch was silent for a moment, and Kevin Romers's lawyer seemed to appear in front of her, falling in front of the washstand, [... forget it, don't investigate.]

[Are you sure?]

MeowMeowHead raised one eyebrow, [This doesn't seem like you? If you can find the Mule's identity information, you might be able to threaten him and get a lot of money.

Or are you, Miss, feeling the same way as the lonely and helpless Mule, and your heart is softening?]

[Ahhhhhh you're so annoying, so annoying, so annoying!]

The witch's cheeks were slightly red, and she punched the air fiercely, as if trying to use this method to shut up her cat partner thousands of miles away, [I said don't investigate,

Also, clean up the remaining information that can be traced about the old lawyer, you should be able to do it. Just do me a favor, and I'll give you more dividends next time.]

In the narrow Odd Job Agency, the gray and white kitten shook its ears cutely, curled its lips disapprovingly, and stretched out its fluffy cat paws to tap a few times on the keyboard,

[Okay, I deleted the information, and used skills to block the tracking of information by other extraordinary abilities,

Now other people should not be able to find him,

Unless there is an extraordinary person or demigod with strength far stronger than me who personally takes action and tracks him down at all costs.]

[Okay.]

The witch nodded, hesitated for a moment, and still typed: [That... thank you.]

MeowMeowHead subconsciously wanted to type and ridicule the other party, but swallowed the words back, and just dryly sent a sentence [I'll go offline first], and then closed the friend communication.

"Tsk."

MeowMeowHead looked at the dim Odd Job Agency shop, blinked, leaned back, lay down in the comfortable cat nest seat specially customized for cats, swayed its tail, and muttered to himself:

"Tsundere or something, is the most annoying after all."