Mystery: Two or three things between me and Tianzun God

Chapter 172 Mission Impossible Mission Impossible

"Connor Patterson?"

Klein, who seemed confused and enlightened, repeated the name, and felt that this world was really too small.

No, it should be that Tingen is too small!

He muttered in his heart and looked at the informant from the Psychological Alchemy Society in front of him.

"Mr. Dast, please immediately report the death of Hood Eugen to the higher-ups of the Psychological Alchemy Society. Don't call the police yet and see what they do."

"As for the lunatic asylum, we will conduct a secret investigation to eliminate the danger!"

"Okay police officer! But I will ask the dean for a long leave, and I will not go to the lunatic asylum again in a short time."

When Dast Guderian saw that the gentleman opposite was so calm, with no abnormalities in his expression or movements, his tense mood that had been tense all night gradually calmed down.

If it weren't for not knowing the Nighthawks' stronghold, and if it wasn't for covering up the news of Hood Ogen's death last night, then this psychiatrist who had never experienced any extraordinary events would probably come directly to him for protection.

Dunn Smith was not surprised or confused when he saw his team members acting like this. Instead, he asked solemnly like he had done a month ago.

It will be great when I, Mr. Fool, can give people this kind of sense of security.
After riding in a taxi, the leader of the cult who supported the evil god muttered in his heart, which relieved his somewhat heavy heart.

Seeing this, the young night watcher comforted the informant, stood up neatly, put on his hat, and pushed out the door.

Klein did not hesitate and immediately recounted the story of the madhouse doctor.

Blackthorn Security Company.

Don't worry, Captain, the Nighthawks all know that you sometimes write love letters to Ms. Daly.
Seeing his captain acting like this, Klein cursed in his heart. He didn't show anything strange and closed the office door obediently.

This steady performance like an old dog instantly slowed down Klein's speaking speed. He felt that the captain was worthy of being a captain, and he had rich experience.

After hearing this, Dunn's gray eyes darkened slightly. He nodded calmly, appearing calm and reliable.

Although there is something wrong with this matter, Klein is not worried because behind him is one of the seven righteous churches.

"And Hudeogen came into contact with a man named Lanerwus a long time ago!"

"No, officer, my only hope is that you can investigate this matter thoroughly as soon as possible!"

Zoetland Street.

There was a sudden "bang" sound on the door, which scared Deng Ensmith and subconsciously picked up the document he was reviewing.

"Okay, do you have anything else? If not, I have to write a report as soon as possible!"

Of course, there is also an application for reimbursement of cab fare, which is a work expense.
Klein used his extraordinary ability to control the expression changes on his face and add the most important thing in his heart.

After seeing who the visitor was, the old captain of the Nighthawks felt relieved. He put the documents in his hand on the table and showed them openly to the team members in front of him.

"Yes, Captain, Hood Ogen is dead. The informant said that he strangled himself to death. This is what the informant saw with his own eyes."

"Don't worry, sir, this is the Kingdom of Loen, not the chaotic Southern Continent. You have to believe that the gods will protect us!"

"Anything new about that informant?"

"Who is Lanreus?"

Just as Klein finished his story, Dunn glanced at him with gray eyes and asked a good question.

Captain, it turns out you don’t know anything, so why do you act so calmly?
Mr. "Clown"'s face moved slightly, and he complained unconsciously in his heart. He almost failed to suppress his subconscious expression of astonishment. After hesitating for a few seconds, Klein Moretti had to spend another three minutes describing each of Lanerwus' crimes.

"Captain, Lanerwus is a fraudster who made off with nearly ten thousand pounds of stolen money."

"In short, based on the other party's performance, he is probably Sequence 8 of the Thief Path, a Scammer, and a true Extraordinary!"

The young Nighthawk explained and added his own analysis and inference.

"The Extraordinary."

Dunn was thoughtful, nodded slightly, and agreed with the team members' analysis.

"That"

"Captain, I know Connor Patterson too!"

Before Dunn Smith could ask what was on his mind, Klein Moretti spoke first and expressed his doubts.

"You know him too?"

The old captain of the Nighthawks twitched his lips, and his gray eyes fixedly looked at the team member in front of him. At this moment, he suspected that the other party was a member of some evil organization, an undercover member of the Nighthawks.

Otherwise, why since this guy joined, not only have there been a surge in extraordinary cases, but every case that happens has more or less something to do with him.

"Yes, Captain, I saw him yesterday when I visited the Oracle Club. He is the "signature" re-invited by the owner of the club, the same "signature" as Heinerson Vansant."

Klein, the leader of the true cult, naturally didn't know what was going through his captain's mind. He made a double entendre and recounted what happened when he met the gentleman yesterday. Dunn nodded slightly as he stroked his pipe.

"It seems that the funds were not wasted."

After understanding what happened, the old captain made a joke in a meaningful way.

Captain, I am not the one who reimburses expenses in vain.
Hearing this, Klein muttered in his heart and flaunted himself.

"Klein, you have done a good job in this matter. According to your information, there should be some problems with Lanerwuss and Connor Patterson. Please don't go to the occult seminar that the other party invited you to. That will be very dangerous. It might be dangerous."

"Captain, I'm already at sequence eight!"

Before Dunn Smith could finish his words while rubbing his eyebrows, Mr. "Clown" immediately spoke and reminded the other party.

The old captain of the Nighthawks was suddenly stunned, rubbed his brows again, and said with a wry smile:

"I forgot."

Huh, captain, I hope you don't forget that my salary has also been increased from six pounds to ten pounds!
Klein Moretti curled his lips and reminded the forgetful old captain in his mind.

"That's it. Lanerwus' case should belong to the Substitute Punisher. I will ask for the file in the name of investigating the Psychological Alchemy Society. Let's sort out this guy's interpersonal relationships in Tingen first. It is very possible that there are There will be missing clues.”

"As for the fortune teller club, you go there every day to see if you can meet the guy who believes in the Creator Himself. As for the other party's party"

At this point, Dunn Smith's expression became strange. He looked at the players in front of him and felt that Klein had a strong talent in some places.

For example, sneaking into some strange guys' dens, gathering information and acting as a second-in-command.

"As for the other party's party, it's a great opportunity"

(End of this chapter)