The number of people in the Secret Society recorded in Jobtran's notebook alone exceeded four hundred.
Among them are many upper-class aristocrats, wealthy businessmen, and even people working in government circles.
Although not all members of the Secret Society are followers of the Yellow Group, their audience and influence cannot be underestimated.
Jobtran felt a little melancholy. If he continued to investigate the matter of the Secret Ritual Society, regardless of whether he had the ability to interrogate so many people at the same time, if this alarmed the media, the Mysterious Investigation Bureau would surely have a hard time in the future.
As a mysterious investigation bureau that has always been hidden in the shadows, it requires a huge flow of funds to support such an underground organization spread all over the world.
However, if several of the wealthy businessmen and gentry in the secret society were members of the secret society, it would surely lead to backlash from the upper echelons.
Although the purpose of the Mysterious Investigation Bureau is to maintain peace in the world, it is indeed impossible to uncover the Secret Ritual Society in this situation.
All we can do now is to check the suspicious people in Munihei little by little.
What bothered Jobtran the most was that some of these people belonged to various factions in the government. If they provoked the Iron-blooded Prime Minister's faction, given his vengeful character, he would definitely be in big trouble.
"Bang Bind"
"Come in." Joe Butran responded after hearing the knock on the door.
Veronica was holding a tray with some shortbread and two cups of tea.
"Take a break. You two have been studying here for nine hours."
Veronica said considerately.
"Oh, rest, what a luxury to ask for."
Ross said pompously,
"Thanks to the Holy Light, I can finally stop looking through the documents. Believe me, I don't want to look at these documents again in my life. They are boring, just like my grandma's oatmeal, the kind without sugar or milk."
Jobtron gave Ross a cold look.
"If you don't have this little bit of patience, how dare you say that you are good at tracking and decryption
When I was a detective, I followed one case for more than three months.
I spent two weeks reading the documents before that to reason and analyze them.”
Ross was stunned when he heard this. "Oh my God, two weeks. Do we have to stay in this archive room for that long?"
Joe Butran closed his notebook, stretched himself, and said to Ross teasingly,
"No, it's not us, it's you."
"No! Leader, you have to be kidding me!"
Ross said with a curl of his lips.
"Alright, stop talking nonsense. I don't know how you managed to get into the Investigation Bureau with your mediocre skills. You still have a lot to learn."
Jobtron spoke earnestly to Ross, who was obviously a novice.
From the way he was dressed and behaved when they first met, to the lack of confidence he displayed later, it was clear that Rhodes was a rookie.
After hearing what Joe Butran said, Veronica covered her mouth and laughed.
"Okay, okay, eat something and have a cup of tea."
"Veronica is so thoughtful." Ross praised Veronica and picked up the muffin and ate it in big mouthfuls without hesitation.
Jobtron looked at Ross with a serious look, not caring about his eating manners at all, and an idea of playing a prank on him came to his mind.
"If I remember correctly, Veronica is good at poisoning, right? The people of the Secret Rite Society have infiltrated so many places. If, I'm just saying if, Veronica is a member of the Secret Rite Society..."
Joe Butron deliberately stretched out his tone, guiding Rhodes' logic.
Ross's face turned pale when he heard that. A mouthful of shortbread got stuck in his throat and he started coughing violently.
Veronica's eyes flashed with a strange look, and she smiled and patted Ross on the back.
"Don't worry, I won't poison my own people."
Ross coughed a few times and swallowed the biscuit stuck in his throat.
"Then I feel relieved. You almost scared me to death."
Before Ross finished speaking, Veronica immediately said,
"But what if I'm not? Hehehe."
Veronica smiled cunningly. In Ross's eyes, Veronica was a beautiful snake.
Seeing Veronica cooperate with his performance perfectly, Joe Butran applauded.
"Look, Ross, this is a natural talent for lurking. Perfect acting skills, just the right performance, plus a look that can make people let down their guard. If Veronica is a traitor, you and I may not live to see tomorrow."
Jobtran teased, taking a sip of his tea.
"Hmm, not bad, Ceylon tea?"
Veronica turned her beautiful eyes and said mischievously,
"Oh yeah, I added something to it, guess what it is?"
Ross was a little confused by the two people's teasing at this time, so he sat on the ground dejectedly and complained in a low voice,
"You will torture me to death sooner or later. Tell me, did you poison me? My poor old mother, your son cannot come to serve you anymore."
After hearing this, Joe Butron raised his eyebrows and carefully tasted the flavor of the black tea.
In addition to the original mellow aroma of black tea, there is also a hint of sweet and sour flavor, mixed with a familiar but indescribable taste.
"Hmm? Apple juice?"
"As expected of the Wolf of Umur, you have sharp analytical and observation skills. However... you only got half of the answer right."
Veronica stuck out her tongue and replied,
"Are there any tobacco leaf extracts?" Jobtran guessed uncertainly.
"That's correct. Appropriate amounts of nicotine can stimulate your brain activity and make you alert."
Veronica said seriously, pulling out a chair and sitting opposite Joe Butran.
Joe Butran frowned and said to Veronica,
"But excessive nicotine is the best poison. Orally inhaled nicotine only takes seven seconds to reach the human brain, which is a very dangerous behavior. Don't do this next time."
"I know, I know. There's only 0.5 grams of extract here, and the effect is about the same as caffeine. You have to have faith in me."
Veronica defended herself with her hands on her hips. She took out a small bottle of tobacco extract from her arms, shook it in front of Joe Butran, and then put it back.
"The amount that an adult can absorb is about three grams a day. Adding black tea will dilute the effect, so it won't be a problem."
Roz was speechless with shock at the two men's expertise.
"What a scary conversation. What a scary amount of knowledge. Oh my god, if I were unprepared, wouldn't I be easily poisoned by Veronica? Mom is right, the more beautiful a woman is, the more dangerous she is."
Ross complained in his heart.
Joe Butran walked up to Ross, patted his shoulder, and said gently,
"Take your time. You still have a lot to learn. Before I became a detective, I locked myself in a room and studied more than a dozen professional materials before I officially debuted."