Mystery: Days and Nights of Struggle with the Research Society

Chapter 198 The End

Backlund, Joe Wood District.

Fors Wall and Hugh Dilcha, who were wearing gauze hats, were sitting in a street cafe, talking quietly.

"Money always disappears before you know it." Forsi glanced at his wallet and sighed.

They had just returned from the nearest Bavart Bank branch and were planning to consider how to obtain the main ingredients for the Forsi Sequence 8 potion from that 'Mr. Arthur' based on their deposits.

"Our savings add up to a lot of money, and with the reward from Miss Audrey, we have even collected enough to pay for your 'sheriff' potion."

"But if you add the 500 pounds to buy the 'Soul Eater's Stomach Bag'..." Forsi calculated and sighed worriedly.

"But fortunately, the book "Stormhouse" is quite popular, and the royalties are gradually entering my account. Unfortunately, I don't have the complete formula of 'Master of Magic', so it is difficult for me to be promoted." She sighed, feeling a little satisfied and a little bit. Regretfully, he took a sip of his coffee.

At this moment, they heard the newsboy's cry: "Extra number! Extra number! 'Hurricane Lieutenant General' Qilingos was shot to death in Backlund!"

What? Forsi's hand holding the tea cup trembled, and he looked at Xiu, who also had a blank look on his face. It took a while before he finally came to his senses.

"Qilinges is dead? So soon?" Forsi couldn't believe his ears, and looked at Xio in shock and confusion.

Xio was no better than her. She was stunned for a long time, dozens of seconds before she realized what she was doing. She rushed to the newsboy and bought a copy of this morning's "Tasok News". Look through it.

"The newspaper said that Qilingos was shot to death by Duke Negan's bodyguard. Goddess, is Mr. Arthur related to Duke Negan?" Xio muttered to himself, automatically silencing himself under Forsi's pitiful gaze. .

"Okay, don't look at me like that, Forsi. I know that the description in the newspaper cannot be completely trusted, but this does not mean that the gentleman has nothing to do with Duke Negan." Xio glanced at her and exhaled, "Perhaps...perhaps Qilingers' death has nothing to do with him or the news we investigated?"

"But no matter what, we don't need to worry about the follow-up of this matter." Forsi nodded and continued, she was a little emotional, "I just don't know how much Miss Audrey will pay us, although we don't To truly complete the commission, although we did not give her the news about Qilingos first."

"Well, I think, with Miss Audrey's generosity, even if she doesn't pay all the remuneration, she will give at least half of it."

"I hope this is it." Xio took a deep breath, lowered his head and whispered.

"I wonder who will receive the reward of 1 pounds." Forsi smiled, then glanced at Xio, "What are you thinking about? That Mr. Arthur?"

Xio nodded slightly, and then said with some surprise: "How do you know what I think?"

"Guess." Forsi replied amusedly.

Xio scratched his messy short hair, remained silent for a few seconds, then raised his head and looked at her: "Forsi, I want to agree to Mr. Arthur's request."

"Although his mission seems to be more dangerous, he has clearly stated the danger level of the entire mission beforehand, and it is up to me to make my own decision. There is no intention to hide it, and the reward given is generous enough, and in this mission , I didn’t really encounter much danger.”

"You know, I will accept some commissions myself, and employers as generous and magnanimous as Mr. Arthur are rare." Xio lowered his head and sighed softly.

She also has another concern - considering that she has been in the circle of Beyonders in Backlund for so long and has never been able to obtain the 'sheriff's' potion, the potion formula of this path she is in may not be So easy to find. As for Mr. Arthur being able to hand over the 'Sheriff' formula to her so easily, perhaps he has more potion formulas and even materials for this route in his hand.

If she could be promoted faster, not only would she be able to protect herself and Forsi, but she might also be able to investigate her father's matter in the future. Xio clenched her fists and secretly made up her mind.

"Since you have decided-" Forsi blinked, yawned, and said with a smile, "Of course I am with you."

Minsk Street 15.

Klein sent away the satisfied Suya who was sucking the cat, sat on the sofa, rubbed his temples, and let out a long sigh.

The amount of information that Mr. Shengun brought this time was too large, which made him confused for a while. In addition, when Su Ya spoke, he always spoke half and half hidden, and refused to speak too clearly, which made him even more confused. I don't understand.

Although according to Su Ya - this is a characteristic of the 'destiny' path, Klein is still a little itchy.

"Forget it, don't think about this anymore. What can I do with a small Sequence 8 when it comes to an angel and the organization behind it?" Klein smiled bitterly, walked into his bedroom, and rejected Moran's offer. After following, he locked the door and drew out the ceremonial silver dagger.

After a simple process, Klein created the spiritual wall that sealed the room. Then he sat at his desk, spread out the paper, picked up the pen, and wrote a letter thoughtfully:

"Dear Mr. Azik:"

"I met with Su Ya today. From him, I learned about your feat not long ago."

After writing this, Klein suddenly stopped his pen. He hesitated while looking at this line of words, then crossed it out. He picked up the paper in front of him and crumpled it into a ball, then turned out a new piece of letter paper. He wrote again:

"Dear Mr. Azik:"

"I read the news of the death of 'Hurricane Lieutenant General' Zillinges in the newspaper this morning. This is really an incredible feat. I am very curious about the process of this matter."

"In addition, I recently saw a name in some historical books - Hermes. I wonder if you know anything about this ancient master of mysticism?"

"Suya asked me to hand over two trophies to you. I wonder if you have time to meet me?"

Klein stopped writing and carefully checked the entire letter again, then folded the letter and threw it upward. At the same time, he took out a copper whistle and brought it to his mouth and blew hard.

Silently, the illusive and hazy white bones were thrown out one by one, turned into a fountain, and formed a huge monster. It firmly grasped the letter, and then disintegrated into illusory white bones and disappeared on the surface of the desk.

call--

After doing all this, Klein released the spirit of the sealed room, let Moran in who was squatting outside the room scratching the door, hugged him, rubbed him, and let out a long sigh of relief.

Now, just wait for Mr. Azik’s reply.

(End of this chapter)