Era of Secret Spells

"Sometimes when bad luck comes, one can become extremely unlucky."

Getting hit by a car.

Transmigration.

Getting caught the moment he landed.

Why?

He did not know.

Luke felt like he was tied to a cold iron chair.

He was wearing a hood, and his vision was pitch black. The sackcloth on the inside of the headgear was stuck to his cheek, and it was sticky and greasy. The smell of rotten blood kept drilling into his nose.

The sound of a whip could be heard, and a person beside him kept crying and screaming.

"Speak! Where is it?" A rough voice asked loudly.

The person who was whipped begged bitterly, "I really don't know what you're talking about.

"Stop hitting me, let me go... I'm just a normal thief.

"My money is hidden in the bird's nest on the statue on the east side of Boto Square.

"I'll give it all to you... Let me go..."

The man with the rough voice seemed to be asking another person, "It seems like he really doesn't know..."

A gunshot!

The crying thief fell silent.

The man with the rough voice said, "Now we only have one suspect left. If he isn't the one who stole it...

"We will all be punished."

"No, we won't be punished. He will tell us where it is..."

"Are you sure he stole it? Why are you interrogating the others?"

"They're the ones who don't understand," the woman replied, "as long as they confess and say that the item was thrown into the Lyme River, it's not our Secret Intelligence Bureau's business whether they can be salvaged or not.

"Of course, it was also possible that it was thrown to other places that were difficult to find.

"As long as they confessed... at least they wouldn't die here.

"If they don't plead guilty... we can go out and catch more people."

Luke knew that the woman was saying this for him.

They couldn't find the thief, so they just wanted to find a scapegoat to report to their superiors.

Should he confess?

What was the result of confessing?

Luke heard the man's footsteps approaching him and the hood was grabbed with one hand.

At this moment, Luke suddenly thought of a few keywords in the conversation just now.

"Boto Square", "statue", and "bird's nest".

"Lyme River", "Secret Intelligence Bureau".

In a single-player game called "The New Age" that he had played before he died, there was a square called Boto in the Cape District of Wild Waves City in the Golden Shield Empire. There was a bird's nest on the statue on the east side of the square, and one could get a bag of gold coins by searching inside.

15 gold coins was a good bonus for a newbie player.

The Lyme River was the river that ran through the entire Wild Waves City.

As for the Secret Intelligence Bureau... It was an intelligence agency directly under the Golden Shield Royal Family. They were powerful and had independent investigation control, law enforcement, and execution powers, which made the entire Golden Shield Empire pale when they heard about the Secret Intelligence Bureau.

There was a branch of the Secret Intelligence Bureau in the Cape District of Wild Waves City...

There was a joke about this branch in the game.

"One day, a noble lady lost a pet rabbit and asked the Secret Intelligence Bureau branch in the Cape District of Wild Waves City to help find it.

"The next day, the Secret Intelligence Bureau sent over a bear. The bear was beaten black and blue. It lay on the ground and shouted, 'I'm a rabbit! I'm a rabbit! I'm really a rabbit!'"

This was the way the Secret Intelligence Bureau in the Cape District of Wild Waves City handled things.

It was indeed funny when it was a joke, but from the perspective of the bear, it was not that funny.

Luke was very sure now.

Even if he admitted his guilt, he would get a sudden death after confessing.

Dead men could not testify!

It was the usual method of the Secret Intelligence Bureau branch in the Cape District.

Now, he could only take a gamble...

The hood was being pulled up.

"Pisco, get your mechanical hand that smells like engine oil off my head!" Luke shouted angrily.

The hood that had been pulled to Luke's chin stopped.

The man with the rough voice asked in surprise, "H-how do you know my name?"

This was indeed the Cape District's Secret Intelligence Bureau branch.

"Pisco, not only do I know your name... I also know that you have a cat called Miley. You have to hug Miley to sleep every night."

"How do you know Miley? I-I clearly hid her very well." Pisco was even more surprised.

The woman laughed. "Pisco, you have a cat? And it's called Miley! I'm knowing more about you again..."

"Shelly, born in the Empire's Extraordinary Species Research Institute. You're a third-generation hybrid of a human and a Medusa. Your right eye is the Pupil of Medusa.

"At the age of 18, you joined the royal family's 469th Infantry Regiment.

"At the age of 25, you were transferred to the 10th Royal Steam Fortress as the captain of the 398 Rapid Assault Team and participated in the Battle of Fio Hills.

"At the age of 36, you were promoted to the third officer of the 10th Steam Fortress. During this period, you participated in the Battle of Bain and personally led the team to capture three enemy steam fortresses.

"After that... you were sentenced to 45 years in prison for severely injuring the new commander of the 10th Steam Fortress.

"However, in the second year of your sentence, you joined the Secret Intelligence Bureau under the alias of Black Mamba and worked in the Cape District Secret Intelligence Bureau until now."

After Luke finished speaking, the room fell into silence.

It was silent!

It meant that his words were effective.

Then, he shall wait.

This was a competition of patience.

After a while, Pisco suddenly said, "Big Sister, y-you are now 46 years old. W-why do you still look like you're in your twenties?"

"Shut up!" The woman's mood had obviously become irritable. She asked Luke, "Who exactly are you? How do you know about me?"

"Shelly, take off my hood. I'm worried about Pisco's mechanical arms," Luke said with a strong aura.

"If a single strand of my hair is hurt, you won't be sentenced to 45 years in prison only."

After a while, the hood covering Luke's head was removed.

There was a glaring incandescent lamp hanging from the ceiling of the dark room. The impact of the light took Luke a while to get used to before he could see where he was.

In a sealed interrogation room, out of the seven people tied to chairs, six were dead.

All of them had their heads blown off with a single shot. Red and white matter splattered all over the ground.

Standing next to him was an extremely burly old man with white skin. His bare upper body was filled with lumps of flesh that looked like tires, but his arms were made of metal robotic arms.

In front of him, a young red-haired beauty moved a chair over and sat down. Her right eye was covered by a black blindfold, and she was holding a revolver in her hand.

The gun barrel was very long, and there were some golden runes carved on the body of the gun. The center of the grip emitted a green fluorescent light.

Slam!

The woman placed her right foot on Luke's chair, between his legs.

A blade popped out from the bottom of her shoe.

"Mister in strange clothes, can you tell me... who exactly are you?"