Sean was sitting in front of his desk, and in front of him was the golden ticket stub that Wordsworth handed him before reentering the spiritual ring.

"Here, there are still some stories worth digging..."

The last words left by Williams Wordsworth still echoed in Sean's ears.

"Maybe he once made a promise that he couldn't say anything about this ticket stub...

"So, I can only suggest that I dig it myself."

Sean picked up the old ticket stub with some mottled gold and fell off, and looked at it carefully through the sunlight.

The words "Midnight Paradise", an agile figure that seems to be flying...

Before, Sean had already checked this thing with psychic substances under the condition of protective measures.

Perhaps because of the long time, the residual spiritual energy reaction on the ticket stub is already weak enough to be no different from ordinary things.

The sunlight illuminated the old ticket stubs inch by inch. Sean seemed to have found something, and narrowed his eyes slightly...

He saw that there was a line of lead-gray small characters on the ticket.

This line of small characters should have been clear, but it has faded due to the age...

It seemed to be a machine-typed font, and Sean read it out: "Points... 55 points."

He frowned suspiciously: "Can this ticket stub earn points?

"What can these points be used for?"

Before spreading his thoughts into the fog, Sean put down the ticket stub.

Wordsworth knew that he was a reporter, so he gave this thing to himself...

In other words, he thinks this secret should be exposed.

However, compared to Solomon's entrustment, the information on this "entrustment" is even more incomplete.

"We can only investigate slowly..."

Putting aside the thoughts here for a while, Sean couldn't help but think of his two major goals now.

First, to become the existence of super Ace-level specifications as soon as possible; second, to become a leader in the media industry...

Neither goal can be achieved in the short term.

Sean sighed in his heart, "Then, first of all, let's make it a King class and start a newspaper office as our goal."

Starting a newspaper is easier than being promoted to King.

However, both are inseparable from a very important resource - money.

Although the progress of saving money has been slowed down because of the huge cost for Arya's safety, Sean did not feel any resentment or annoyance.

"Two pieces of mysterious heritage suitable for her not only allow her to protect herself, but also..."

Thinking of the happy peck on the cheek, Sean couldn't help but feel a little sweet in his heart.

"And..." A slender but powerful figure flashed in his mind, "And Olivia returned to the team."

"It's more than 3,000 yuan, it's worth it!"

The next thing to consider is not how to save money, but how to make more money.

Ling Sifeng, the editor-in-chief of "New Testament Horror Stories", has mentioned more than once that Sean can compile and publish his short stories that he once published.

In this way, these past stories will also bring a royalty income to Sean. For Sean, who needs to make money, the offer has become more enticing than before.

So, over the phone, Sean made an appointment to visit and negotiate with the editorial office of "New Terror" today.

Put the explorer's playing cards in the inner pocket of the shirt, and the scarlet pen that does not need to be inked, inserted in the inner pocket of the coat, put it together with the reporter's small notebook, patted it and tied it to the inner pocket. On the left leg, the re-filled "invisible stomach bag", Sean went out.

Going out together, there was Olivia Windbell in a light gray double-breasted woolen long coat.

No need to be Arya's personal bodyguard, the Seiko girl returned to Sean's side.

However, Bingzhuren seems to be still sulking. As long as there is eye contact with Sean, Olivia will turn her head slightly, her short silver hair is fluttering...

"Olivia..." Sean called with a wry smile.

"Huh?" It seemed that she was angry, but she still had to respond to the reader's instruction. She turned her face and blinked.

"Although it's not right to lie to you, but... you don't have to be angry for so long, right?"

After three days of ignoring myself, there is still half a day left.

Olivia tilted her head and said, "I asked Aaliyah, how long is it appropriate to be angry with this kind of thing...

"She said it was more serious this time, and it took three days to get angry."

Raising his wrist, he looked at the lady's watch with a delicate dial: "There are still six hours and thirty-two minutes until the end of the anger."

Amused by Olivia's seriousness, Sean stood at the door covering his mouth and shrugged his shoulders.

——It turns out that her anger has long since disappeared, but according to what Arya said, the "angry time" was executed programmatically.

"What's the matter? Why is the reader laughing?

"Am I doing something wrong?"

A pair of eyes blinked.

Sean wiped his eyes: "How can you be so angry? You have to pinpoint the time..."

With such a habit, Olivia's baking skills are top-notch - whether it is fermentation or baking, every step is accurate to the second.

"Then what should I do?" Olivia, who was just about to ask, narrowed her eyes, like a vigilant cat: "No, Sean, you must have some bad ideas..."

Still turned his head: "There are still six hours and thirty-one minutes until the end of the anger."

"Okay, okay..." Sean felt so happy, he led the "angry" Seiko girl out the door on time.

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The editorial office of "New Terror" is located in the northern urban area of ​​the New Testament District, only two blocks away from the place where Sean rescued Aaliyah for the first time.

Driving through the street that was once ravaged by sea water, marine life and even submarines, Sean seemed to flash the scene of that night again in front of his eyes.

Arya's hair was cut unevenly, her face was dirty, and she reached out to herself...

That time is finally over.

Arya Dickinson is no longer a prey, she now teaches at a New Testament grammar school, and already has fangs that can fight back.

Looking at the dilapidated road that was still undergoing maintenance, Sean couldn't help showing a sighed smile.

Parked the Layton L-type sedan outside a three-story building, and Sean got out of the car.

Across the street is the building where the "New Fear" magazine is located.

"Sean..." Moonlight 1902, who was traveling with him, frowned and looked at the building, "It doesn't look good, what do you think?"

The three-story wooden house looks older than the surrounding buildings, and it looks a little gloomy.

A wet maple tree covered the sign hanging on the door of the house - the editorial office of "New Testament Horror Stories".

Although there is no ominous feeling on the spiritual level, the building is already a little uncomfortable visually.

Sean and his party walked towards it with a little vigilance~lightnovelpub.net~ At this time, a lady with a little boy passed by.

She glanced sideways at the location of the magazine office, pulled her child, and planned to leave quickly...

With a harmless smile, Moonlight said to the lady, "Ma'am, you don't seem to want to go near this house?"

The woman with the child turned her head and kept walking, saying, "They say they are the publisher of some magazine...

"I don't think...their people are all weird...

"Neighbors say that this place is 80% haunted!"

The footsteps were getting faster and faster, almost running away.

Hearing such a bad rumor, Sean and Moonlight looked at each other.

Olivia behind Sean also became more vigilant.

Thinking of that naughty editor Ling Sifeng, Sean suddenly felt a little unsure in his heart...

Visiting "New Fear", you won't encounter any mysterious events, right?

However, he quickly figured it out, and sighed in his heart: As a mystery explorer, you still have to be mentally prepared-in daily life, you may encounter mystery at any time...

In this way, even if he felt a little hairy in his heart, Sean could only bite the bullet and walked into the yard where the magazine was located.

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