Mystery: Days and Nights of Struggle with the Research Society

Chapter 211 Emergencies
"There is neither happiness nor misfortune in this world, there is only a comparison of one situation with another, that's all. Only those who have experienced extreme misfortune can taste extreme happiness. Only those who have made the determination to die , Morel, can you understand how happy it is to live.”

"Never forget that until the day comes when God promises to reveal the future to mankind, all human wisdom is contained in these five words: wait and hope."

"This section is so classic! Although I don't admire Emperor Russell, his talent is really——"

"I prefer the scene in the court. Dantès's revenge methods are amazing. From this paragraph, we can also see that even if those ministers were replaced by curly-haired baboons, they would not be worse than this. ”

Outside the brightly lit theater, the Moretti family walked out of the theater door with the bustling crowd, discussing the plot of "The Return of the Count" they had just watched.

If the plot of "The Return of the Earl" hadn't always reminded him of that guy Russell, this would undoubtedly have been an enjoyable performance. Klein walked next to Melissa, subconsciously protecting his sister in the crowd while grumbling in his mind.

"Poor Mercedes." Melissa was obviously still a little excited. This was the first time in her life that she had come to such a place to watch a play. She expressed high praise for the performance, and Benson was obviously very happy with it. She had different opinions, but he didn't raise them to spoil the fun. He and Klein just listened to his sister's praises and thoughts, responding or adding a few words from time to time.

It seems that if I have time in the future, I should probably take Melissa to see more plays and performances. Klein noticed Melissa's rosy cheeks and sparkling brown eyes due to excitement, and suddenly realized that Melissa was also A child.

Although Melissa has always been overly sensible and precocious, she is still young. In the past, their family's situation was not very good, so Melissa was forced to mature early. But now, although he is not very wealthy, at least it is not difficult for his family to live a middle-class life.

Klein was thinking about it in his mind while occasionally responding with a few words.

The sound of his family's discussion echoed in Klein's ears along with the clatter of horse hooves and the squeaking sound of the carriage. The late summer night breeze blew in from the car window, making him feel an indescribable comfort. He couldn't bear it. He yawned and felt a little sleepy. He couldn't help but gradually closed his eyes and fell into a deep sleep in the noisy atmosphere.

At this moment, a black shadow suddenly rushed out from both sides of the road, rolled onto the street, and almost hit the horse's hooves.

His spirit was no longer tense, and his complexion gradually softened, as if he had let go of something heavy.

Melissa and Benson lowered their voices after noticing that Klein was asleep. The carriage clattered through several streets and walked to a path with fewer people.

He accompanied the brother and sister out of the theater, and had the rare luxury of calling a carriage in front of Benson and Melissa. The Moretti family boarded the carriage, and Melissa was still reminiscing about tonight's plot.

——Xilulu!

The crossbow horse pulling the cart was frightened and raised its front hooves, making a frightened neigh. The cart driver was caught off guard and tightened the reins. However, due to the sudden incident, it was difficult to control the horse's movements for a while, and he could only swing the whip in vain. , trying to calm him down, and the car behind him shook violently.

"Let go." A calm voice came from behind. The coachman subconsciously followed the instructions and let go of the reins. The next moment, his eyes widened in surprise, and he saw a figure who quickly jumped out of the carriage and jumped onto the horse. . Klein extremely calmly used the clown's powerful body control ability to jump onto the frightened horse's back. He held the horse's back with one hand, and gently brushed the collar pin of his shirt with his other hand before snapping his fingers.

A gleam of light flashed on the collar pin of the 'Psychic Soother' as he moved, releasing the ability to 'soothe' and quickly calmed down the out-of-control horse.

Klein breathed a sigh of relief and gave the slightly frightened carriage driver as well as Benson and Melissa, who were nervously poking their heads out of the carriage, a 'comfort' gesture. Then he jumped off the horse and headed towards The black shadow that suddenly appeared appeared and he looked over.

"Is it him?" It doesn't matter if you don't look. When he looked over, Klein was surprised, because he had seen the black figure that startled his carriage before - it was the same person who had delivered theater tickets to Su Ya before. freckles boy.

It's just that the other party looked very embarrassed at this time. Although the clothes were old but not too shabby, there were many cuts on them. Bright red blood flowed out from the wounds that were just broken skin. Although it was not much, it was very embarrassing. The young man's messy hair and pretty face were covered with dust. His eyes were closed tightly, and his body was curled up tightly, as if he was unconscious.

Gangster vendetta? Or was he robbed? Several thoughts quickly flashed through Klein's mind. Just as he was about to step forward to help the boy up and check the situation, or find a way to find him a doctor, he suddenly felt an inexplicable sense of crisis.

Someone was looking at me. Klein calmly stopped and looked back in the direction of the carriage. He found that the coachman had successfully regained control of the carriage and was explaining something to Benson with a grimace.

Benson and Melissa are still here, you can't do it in front of them
He took a deep breath, looked back at the unconscious boy on the ground, turned around and walked towards the carriage without looking back.

Soon, the coachman was defeated by Benson's eloquence and agreed to halve the fare to compensate for the shock to the few people. Benson took one look at the large and small stitching marks on his clothes and did not continue. Instead, he got back on the carriage with his brothers and sisters.

The carriage quickly left the scene, leaving only the unconscious young man curled up on the ground.

The crimson moonlight shone on the face of the young man on the ground. His eyelashes fluttered twice, but he still didn't wake up.

"It's quite sensible. It seems like it's just a wild Beyonder passing by." As a slightly hoarse voice suddenly sounded on this dark street, a figure wearing a black cloak walked out from the corner.

He was not tall and thin, with slightly long cheeks and a somewhat bald head. His face was painted with streaks of oil paint. A pair of slightly sinister dark green eyes looked towards the direction the carriage was leaving. He sneered and then looked at the people on the ground. juvenile.

"Little brat, run away, why don't you run away? Tell me where the Antigonus family things are, and maybe I can spare your life."

"So this is what you do."

(End of this chapter)