“…”

Faced with Spike's inference, Amanda chose to remain silent.

But sometimes, silence is also an answer.

Spike's eyes fell on Amanda's face, and he immediately understood her silent expression.

“I join.”

He picked up the teacup and took a sip, and Spike whispered to Amanda in front of him.

"What?"

Hearing Spike's answer, Amanda's face couldn't help but show a look of surprise. Obviously, she hadn't reacted to what the other party said meant.

"Since the priest has revealed my message to you and Agent Amanda you come to the office again, it naturally means that BSI needs a little help in the supernatural investigation, so I will give you the answer now."

"However, in exchange, I need detailed information on Father Molin's death, and..."

Opening his mouth made his request in Amanda's surprised eyes, but before Spike could finish his words.

Bang!

Suddenly, the closed door of the office was heavily opened.

"FBI, no one is allowed to move!"

Agent Phil rushed in with a pistol and warned at the two inside the office.

He followed Amanda's instructions and waited in the cafe for five minutes, but did not receive any subsequent responses, so he rushed in immediately.

“…”

Holding a gun, Agent Phil and the two inside the office looked at each other silently.

His eyes fell on the teacup in front of Amanda and Spike, and his originally solemn expression immediately became awkward.

"Boss, I didn't hear your response, so..."

Subconsciously put away his pistol, Agent Phil looked at Amanda in the office and said a little.

"You did nothing wrong, it was my mistake."

Shaking his head at Agent Phil, Amanda said with a frown.

Indeed, as agreed, she should pass on the situation to the outside after five minutes of entering the firm and confirming that there was no danger. However, this plan had deviated from the beginning, and since she entered the firm, the rhythm of the conversation was always under Spike's grasp.

This made Amanda forget to notify Agent Phil who was waiting outside for a moment.

"So, I should."

I observed the atmosphere inside the office, especially when I exchanged glances with Amanda.

Agent Phil then quietly retreated and planned to withdraw from the office.

"Wait a moment!"

However, just a second before Agent Phil retreated to the door and planned to leave.

Spike at the desk suddenly called him.

Hearing Spike's voice, Agent Phil subconsciously touched the pistol on his body, with a nervous expression.

"If possible, can you please bring the kettle on the stove?"

At Spike's request, Agent Phil's eyes fell on the kettle not far from him. He turned his head and exchanged glances with Amanda in a vague manner. Then he reached out and picked up the kettle and walked to Spike.

"Thanks."

He handed the teacup in his hand forward and caught the hot water poured out by Agent Phil.

Spike looked up at Amanda in front of him.

“I don’t need it.”

The latter looked at the teacup that had not been moved in front of him and shook his head.

"So, should I next?"

Holding a kettle in one hand, Agent Phil's eyes swept across Spike and Amanda on both sides, and asked with hesitation.

"Keep on what you're going to do, of course, I don't mind if you want to stay in the office."

"Forget it, I'd better go out."

Hearing Spike's words, Agent Phil quickly shook his head.

He knew very well that the situation in front of him was obviously not something he, a new BSI agent, could participate.

With a little uneasy look, Agent Phil carefully quit the office.

Turning around, he saw agent Zhou rushing over from the temporary room in the corner, and immediately stepped forward.

“So, FBI?”

His eyes were withdrawn from the back of Agent Phil's departure. Spike lowered his head and took a sip of the warm tea in the cup. He looked at Amanda in front of him and gently curled the corner of his mouth, and said with a smile.

"BSI belongs to a special investigation department and requires a little disguise."

Amanda's expression on her face calmed down.

She looked at Spike in front of her, especially the slightly drooping corners of the other party's eyes, recalled the information she had obtained from Angela before, and then said, "BSI has investigated your information. Jane Spike, you once publicly denied your identity as a psychic on a TV show, saying that this is just a scam. Can you tell me the reason?"

Amanda's problem seemed to touch a memory in Spike's heart.

It made him look easelessly.

“…”

The smile of the curvy corner of his mouth slightly restrained. Spike looked down at the ring on his finger, and quickly adjusted his emotions. He looked at Amanda and replied: "I used to be too ignorant and took my talent for granted, so I got the punishment and lost everything."

"Punishment, you mean..."

When Amanda heard the word "punishment" that appeared in Spike's mouth, he immediately remembered the wife and daughter he had killed in Angela's information.

The data defines the death of the other party’s wife and daughter as an accident, and judging from Spike’s performance, the truth is obviously not that simple.

Thinking of this, Amanda was about to say something else, but Spike in front of him had already raised his hand to stop him.

"The next thing, borrowing the reply you mentioned, is a confidential part, please forgive me for not being able to answer."

He curled the corners of his mouth and smiled at Amanda.

However, for some reason, in Amanda's eyes, he felt that there seemed to be some unspeakable sadness hidden behind Spike's smile.

"Feel sorry."

Seeing this, Amanda stopped her next problem.

"You have nothing worth apologizing to me, Agent Amanda."

"Part of the punishment I have encountered is because I deserve it, and as for the other part, it is the goal and motivation I have been pursuing for over the years."

Spike said slowly and firmly in a slow and firm tone when he shook his head slightly at Amanda.

He reached out and stroked the ring on his fingers, restrained the expression on his face, and then changed the subject and brought the question back to the purpose of BSI finding him.

"Since BSI is a special agency established by the federal government, it should have great investigative power for supernatural cases that occur in each state... Just so happens that my hand has a homicide case related to supernatural events, which requires BSI's investigative power to search for some evidence..."
Chapter completed!