Mystery: Two or three things between me and Tianzun God

Chapter 133 I report it! (four thousand words)

There was a "click" of the twisting door, and Old Neil pushed open the door of his single-family house.

"Little Ron, come in."

"I didn't expect you to be able to drink that old guy Swain. Does Nightmare have the extraordinary ability to drink without falling into a dream?"

Even though two hours had passed, the old gentleman was still amazed by the scene just now.

The owner of the Dragon Bar, who was always in a state of drunkenness, was actually defeated by a little kid in terms of drinking. Thinking about the way the other guy was going to be in danger for the rest of the night, Old Neil couldn't help but raise the corners of his mouth a little.

After just finishing his drink, Old Neil used his spiritual vision to check Ron's body and found that there was nothing abnormal about the blond boy's body, which made him feel relieved.

"I think it should be an individual talent."

Hearing Old Neil's question, the blond boy curled his lips and praised himself unceremoniously.

At this time, it was already around eight o'clock in the evening, and the two people who had finished dinner returned to their residence tonight before it got dark.

The sound of copper pennies falling and colliding was heard, causing the gas wall lamp in the room to disperse the darkness that had surrounded him for some time.

Ron looked around and took stock of his home tonight.

"Mr. Neil, I can't see that you are interested in music."

After glancing around, the blond boy noticed the most conspicuous thing in the living room, a piano that was quite expensive in this era.

"That was my late wife's favorite. If she were still alive, then our children, no, grandsons should be as old as you!"

The senior Nighthawk looked at Ron with a kind look, then smiled and explained the origin of the piano in the house.

"Mr. Neil, wake up. You must be a virgin. Where did you get your wife?"

But the blond boy did not accept this trick at all. He saw through the lies of the old man in front of him and was not polite. He immediately used his sharp tongue to make the old guy in front of him recognize himself.

What words? What words? What a word! ?
These powerful words made Old Neil's breathing stop, and for a moment he felt like he was going to be like that old guy Swain, who was about to lose his life.

"Hey, Ron, I was more handsome than Leonard when I was young, and the ladies and young ladies at that time would always surround me!"

He reacted instantly and quickly defended himself. He also gave examples from the side to prove that he was not the so-called innocent old virgin.

"Che~Mr. Neil, what's the use of those ladies and young ladies surrounding you?"

"Did you hold their hands, kiss their lips, and push them to the bed?"

Ron snorted disdainfully and said words that made people blush, making Old Neil, who had been single all his life, look at him in disbelief.

He is only ten years old, does this little kid know a little too much? ?

At this moment, the senior Nighthawk seemed to understand all of Klein's instructions before leaving.

"You little guy, no wonder Klein says you are difficult."

With a deep sigh, Old Neil recalled his fiancée in the back of his mind, but he just shook his head and didn't say anything more.

"Little Ron, I think you must have come from Intis. You know so much at a young age. This is not what a good boy should have!"

Looking at the blond boy in front of him who had lost his sweetness and revealed his naughty nature, Old Neil gave him a lesson in a stern tone.

"Hmph╯^╰, this is just ordinary knowledge, you always make it dirty and dirty!"

However, the blond boy didn't think so. His golden eyes flickered and he looked at Old Neil with an innocent expression, which made the old gentleman feel a sense of guilt and resignation deep in his heart.

"Children, please take care of adults' business. Go wash up and go to bed!"

……

The night breeze blew slowly, causing Ron's blond hair to flutter in the wind. If you looked out the window, no one could forget this late-night beauty.

The crimson moon hung in the sky again, and its bright form reflected in the eyes of the blond boy, making him take a deep breath and once again feel pity for the god who was in charge of the secrets.

"Sigh~ The Nighthawks of the Church of the Night are all a little bit seriously ill. Why do they like to do this kind of thing secretly in the middle of the night?"

Ron looked towards the master bedroom next door, looking at Old Neil's busy figure.

At this moment, he successfully recalled the scene where Klein stayed up every night, "tinkering" with Sefirah Castle in his room. The scene in his memory gradually merged with the scene in reality, making Ron curl his lips unconsciously.

"How on earth do these nighthawks survive until now?"

The blond boy took a deep breath, feeling worried about the future of this group of Nighthawks.

At this moment, a strange wave came from Old Neil's bedroom, and the whispers of knowledge continued to penetrate into his mind, causing him to "plop" to the ground, and his hands unconsciously clenched into fists.

"This is knowledge about life training!"

After overhearing the content of that knowledge, the original will jumped out directly to demonstrate its knowledge.

"Nonsense, of course I know, I have a simpler version that is better than this!"

The blond boy curled his lips and pressed forward unwillingly.

"Hmm."

As for Tianzun's consciousness, he hesitated for a long time, and finally just hummed without humiliating himself in this regard.

Although he knew a lot in this area with his ability and personality, who knows if those two dogs were just fishing, waiting for him to speak, and then laughing at him based on what they were good at.

He, the Lord of Mysteries, has already mastered this kind of routine!

Just as the small theater in Ron's mind was about to open, a strange sound suddenly came from Old Neil's bedroom, and a strange smell familiar to Ron emerged.

He immediately abandoned the two rivals in his mind and looked forward again, only to find an extremely cold eye with no eyelashes appearing behind the old man!
These eyes were like the embodiment of knowledge, which made the blond boy's eyes light up. He wanted to catch him and understand his body structure.

But just as Ron's idea appeared, that eye seemed to notice something, as if it saw the future of his own destiny, and immediately disappeared, causing the blond boy to be thrown into the air.

"Tch~run so fast!"

He ran really fast, because Old Neil's situation was not like the ceremonial magic performed by Mr. Z. The eyes behind him were more of a sign of the influence of a superior person from the extraordinary path.

The crimson moonlight shone in again, covering Ron's white and tender skin with a crimson veil.

The blond boy looked through the wall at Old Neil, who was slowly getting up from the ground, his flesh and blood squirming and recovering.

I saw the other party picking up the absorbent pen and recording the knowledge he had just gained in his own notes.

The thick notebook is full of notes, but for the infinite wisdom, it can be seen through at a glance.

The blond boy pursed his lips with complicated eyes, and finally sighed deeply.

Regarding the matter just now, he had no intention of personally intervening and using his own authority to protect the old guy who served the dessert.

Because the angelica of the goddess of the night, the angelica of the goddess of the night, Ron Sotos, the angel who believes in him, Ron Sotos!
Therefore, reporting is a good thing!
As one of the "three good young men of the new era" in the words of Emperor Roselle, Ron couldn't get a grain of sand out of his eyes.

As for the illusory eye without eyelashes just now, the blond boy was not too interested in it, because he was neither the authority of the original nor the dead, nor was he an existence whose level could reach sequence "0". For Ron, he was not interested in it. It's of no use.

And as an all-knowing and all-seeing person, he does not lack the precious knowledge on the other party!

"Klein, you just didn't sleep all night, why do you still have dark circles under your eyes?"

Captain, you really can stand and talk without pain in your back.
Last night, Mr. Fool, who was "violently beaten" by the Eternal Blazing Sun, heard Nightmare's words and cursed in his heart unconsciously. "Klein, you must be worried about little Ron!"

The corpse collector Frye, who was sitting next to the fortune teller, made a prophecy and successfully aroused the worries of the young Nighthawk.

No, I'm not worried about him, I'm worried about Old Neil.
Klein Moretti remained silent and said nothing, and once again cursed in his heart.

As the person who has the most contact with Ron, Klein's understanding of this little kid can be said to be beyond that of most Nighthawks.

"Klein, you don't have to worry. Old Neil is very stable, and little Ron will not have any accidents!"

Seeing the worried look on the team members' faces, Dunn Smith echoed Frye's words and at the same time sighed in his heart about the friendly relationship between Klein and Ron.

"It's nothing, captain, I just didn't sleep well last night."

Taking a deep breath, the young Nighthawk suppressed all the speculations in his heart, smiled on his face, and optimistically accepted the comfort from his two teammates.

After just one night out, how could that little kid make any big splash?

The carriage drove slowly through the country road, and soon entered Tingen and came to Zotland Street.

Klein Moretti and Dunn Smith got out of the car first, escorted 3-0782, and sealed the sealed item behind Chanis Gate in Tingen City.

Seeing that the atmosphere of the security company was no different from usual, the young night watcher took a deep breath and felt completely relieved.

"Klein, today is Monday, you should go home and rest."

"No, Captain, have you forgotten that we still have to write a detailed report of the operation?"

And my reimbursement application...

The reimbursement expert added the most important point in his mind.

Dunn Smith was also stunned when he heard Klein's words. Obviously, his attempt to improve his forgetfulness failed again.

Facts have proved that he will still forget things that should be forgotten, even if he keeps them in mind.

"Okay, I did forget. Then you can send the mission report to my office later, and then go home and rest."

The old captain rubbed his temples and sighed silently in his heart.

In the past, as a single man, he naturally didn't care about this matter.

But now, after confirming his relationship with Dai Li, the old captain feels that his image needs to be further improved.

"No problem, Captain."

With a slightly raised corner of his mouth and a reply, Klein Moretti quickly came to the civilian staff office and printed out his report application.

"Klein, I thought you would never come back!"

Just as he was on his way to the captain's office with the documents in hand, he suddenly heard a young and brisk voice.

The corner of Klein Moretti's mouth twitched when he heard this greeting. He felt that something was wrong, but he couldn't find anything wrong.

Because he couldn't tell at all whether the little kid in front of him was worried that he wouldn't come back, or whether he was hoping that he wouldn't come back.

The difference between the two is huge.

"Good morning Ron, how was your day yesterday?"

"Well... it's not bad, but there is something I want to tell Dunn!"

"It just so happens that I also have to submit a mission report, so let's go together."

After carefully looking at the blond boy who was no different from yesterday, Mr. Seer was relieved and extended the invitation with a smile.

Arriving at the captain's office door, Ron opened the door directly and entered as usual, saving Klein Moretti who was following him the trouble of knocking on the door.

He pushed up his monocle and watched the fortune teller submit his report. Then he stopped waiting and started shouting loudly in the captain's office.

"Dunn! I'll report it!"

His voice rang out instantly, causing Dunn Smith's entire attention to shift to him.

When Klein Moretti heard this, he was shocked. A familiar feeling of tiredness came to his heart, and he felt that he finally understood.

"Ron, what are you reporting?"

The captain of the Nighthawks saw the blond boy's unfaithful expression and immediately asked.

"I'm reporting that someone within the Nighthawks secretly believes in the evil god!"

Upon hearing this, Dunn Smith looked shocked, and Klein Moretti broke out in cold sweat.

"Mr. Fool"'s eyes widened and he looked at the Tarot Society members in front of him in disbelief, wondering why he was stabbed in the back at this time.

"Ha, ha, ha, little Ron, you really know how to joke. How can someone in Nighthawks believe in the evil god?"

Dry words sounded, and Mr. Fool, who was sweating profusely, suppressed his pounding heart and quickly opened his mouth to pick up the conversation.

Although I don’t know if this method is useful, doing something in this situation is better than doing nothing.

If this is not handled well, then he, "Mr. Fool," may really fail in the middle of his career.

When Ron saw the pale-faced Klein, he tilted his mouth, pushed up his monocle, and continued:

"Hmph, ╯^╰. I have evidence now!"

His words were like a heavy hammer, hitting Klein Moretti's heart hard, causing the Nighthawk to take a breath of cold air and causing the temperature in the captain's office to rise slightly.

"Little Ron, who is it? Where is your evidence?"

The old captain of the Nighthawks had already reacted. He did not notice the "cult leader" standing behind him covered in cold sweat. Instead, he stared at the "evil god" in front of him and asked solemnly.

"That person is"

"Old Neil!"

Just when Mr. Fool couldn't withstand the psychological pressure and was about to confess and get leniency, Ron's resolute voice sounded, causing Klein's words to instantly turn into an exclamation.

"What the hell, Old Neil!!!"

"Little Ron, this is a very serious matter, you'd better not lie!"

Dunn's pupils trembled slightly, he suppressed the shock in his heart and once again confirmed the authenticity of the news.

"Hmph, ╯^╰."

Seeing Dunn's doubtful expression, the blond boy snorted unruly and took out a notebook with a faint smell of blood from his arms, completely dispelling Dunn Smith's suspicion.

Report, I am a professional!

　This chapter is 4,000 words, which normally counts as two chapters. I was writing it in the middle of the night and forgot to open a new chapter. Then I looked at the whole chapter and couldn’t find a suitable cutting point, so I left it like that.

　　Today I kept up with the third update again~
　　
　
(End of this chapter)