Mystery: Two or three things between me and Tianzun God

Chapter 239 "There is no danger in this villa" (3K)

"cough cough"

A slight cough sounded and Klein regained consciousness. He quietly opened his eyes and looked around confusedly.

'I'm alive again, but I'm still not dead. I seemed to have seen that little kid just now.'

'Wait a minute, why does it still smell like Backlund's roast goose? '

Suddenly, the great detective, who was very sensitive to this aspect, noticed something was wrong. His eyes widened, his back was strained, and he sat up suddenly.

Sit up! ?
"you're awake?"

But before the great detective could take a closer look at the current situation, he heard a voice that sounded like mountains and rivers asking softly.

He turned around and saw that the person who made the sound was the red-haired lady who almost killed him.

Seeing this beautiful face, Klein was wary at first, then his face suddenly turned red, and he unconsciously thought of the bed full of panties and stockings.

"Oh, you are very talented in provocation!"

As if he was paying attention to the change in the expression of the person in front of him, Red Angel's expression froze, and then he made a comment through gritted teeth, then dropped the hot tea in his hand on the coffee table with a "pop" and left here without looking back.

'Where am I? Who was that just now? Why didn't she kill me in the end? '

Seeing the scene in front of him, Klein Moretti felt confused and somewhat confused about the current situation.

But at this moment, he smelled the familiar scent again.

At this moment, Klein's thoughts came together and he remembered everything that had happened before.

'Gan, no way! '

Now he felt that his mind was very clear, and his body no longer had the weird fever and unstoppable severe cough.

So this shows that everything now is not an illusion, and since this is not an illusion, then the little blond kid just now
Mr. "Clown" turned his head stiffly like a robot, and as expected, he saw the blond boy on the single sofa, holding the goose leg and gnawing wildly.

"Ro"

Just as Klein was about to shout out in surprise, he saw the very familiar boy glance at him with greasy disdain on his face, as if he was looking at a stranger.

That familiar expression and familiar movements showed that he, Klein Moretti, had not mistaken the person before.

This is good news, indicating that he is very safe now.

But what followed was also bad news, that is, he seemed to have said some unpleasant words when he was confused.

I'm just telling the truth.
Klein cursed in his heart, and then felt completely relieved.

Although I don't understand why Ron is here and he met him by coincidence, this is not too bad news.

At least my life is saved.
probably.

Seeing the unruly expression on the blond boy's face, Klein felt a chill in his heart, and suddenly felt a little unsure again.

"Ron, long time no see?"

Feeling that his body was filled with strength again, the former Nighthawk smiled bitterly and greeted the young man.

He didn't doubt whether Ron could recognize himself in disguise, because if he didn't, he would most likely wake up in the Tasok River, and how could he get such good treatment.

"Hmph, ╯^╰."

But the blond boy just raised his little head arrogantly, snorted arrogantly, and once again glanced disdainfully at the great detective who broke his heart.

"Ahem, actually I recognized you just now. I was joking with you. You should know how to act, I'm just acting!"

Seeing that familiar expression, Klein's face twitched, and he quickly stood up and came to the little kid's side. As usual, he started to coax the kid with sweet words.

"Oh, acting? Acting as a clown? Maybe you will be more professional with a unicycle!"

Unicycle. I'm afraid you are not in the same group as that "small-minded" guy.
And Ron's words were as sharp as usual, making Klein's eyes twitch and he complained silently in his heart, as if he had returned to his life in Tingen City.

The firelight shone quietly on the two of them, causing their eyes to reflect the extremely warm fireplace. They were silent for a moment, and no one spoke again.

"Ron, aren't you curious about why I came back to life?"

At this moment, upholding the responsibilities of an adult, Klein broke the silence and tried to get close to Ron.

Because according to his understanding, although this little kid doesn't cry or make trouble, he must be holding back a lot of bad things at the moment, and he might do something for you at some point.

He knew this all too well.

"Klein, you"

Ron hesitated to speak. To be honest, he was in a bad mood. He originally wanted to have a direct showdown with this poor guy so that he could fast forward to Mr. Fool juggling on top of the Source Castle, but after a second thought, he gave up this idea. .

Because the truth of all this seems to be a bit too cruel for this guy who only has Sequence Eight.

"This is not a big deal, won't I live?"

Taking a deep breath, the blond boy changed the topic and threw the remaining bones into the burning fireplace.

The bright fire crackled and exploded, and neither of them mentioned their respective anomalies and secrets.

Of course, Ron didn't mention it because this poor guy had no secrets at all in his eyes!

"Klein, sometimes I'm really curious. When we were in Tingen, you always sneaked into my room, but why was it the same in Backlund?"

"Ahem, do you believe me when I say this was an accident?" Upon hearing this, Mr. 'Clown' coughed lightly, perfectly abiding by the principle of confidentiality.

"Oh? I remember you seemed to have revealed your wealth to me just now. Backlund Bank 100 pounds, right?"

"Well, actually, I changed my career and am now a private detective. Someone hired me for five pounds to come to your place to investigate!"

Hearing this seemingly non-existent threat and seeing the proud look on that little kid's face, Klein's face suddenly turned green after being caught, and he immediately betrayed his employer.

This is not because he does not abide by professional ethics, but he can still distinguish who is less important and who is more important. Isn't dealing with Ron the same as dealing with his great Mr. Fool?

Moreover, the other party did not sign a contract with him.

"Very good, you've passed!"

Ron snorted, indicating that he had forgiven Klein at this stage. These words were like a spell, making the great detective's tense nerves suddenly relax, and he felt like his heart dropped to the ground.

"Oh, Ron, can't you see that you are quite rich? How long have you rented this place? How much did it cost?"

While Mr. "Clown" breathed a sigh of relief, his eyes were unconsciously attracted by the gorgeous decoration of the living room on the first floor. The bright crystal chandelier and the shining gold jewelry successfully made this guy who had never seen the world succeed. Swallowed.

"rent?"

Suddenly, a very suspicious voice penetrated into his ears, causing Klein's expression to change, as if he had thought of a possibility.

"I bought this villa for 5000 pounds, and it only cost tens of thousands of pounds to decorate it..."

Tens of thousands of pounds! ! ! ! !
Hearing this answer, Mr. "Clown" was in a daze for a moment. Then he opened his eyes wide and looked at the blond boy whose expression didn't change at all as if he couldn't believe it.

Aren’t we all poor people? Why are you suddenly so rich! ?

Are they still good brothers? ? ?

At this moment, Klein suddenly remembered what happened today. In order to survive in Backlund for 5 pounds, he almost risked his life.

And a mere 5 pounds seems not enough to pay for the heating bill of this villa tonight!
Why is the gap between people so big! ?
After gaining knowledge, Klein's lips trembled for a while, and he hesitated for a long time, but finally said nothing.

He was ashamed of his previous imagination and malicious speculation.

'It turns out that the person begging for food on the streets is actually me.'

Mr. "Clown" had an enlightenment. He raised the corners of his mouth and covered up the sadness in his heart with a happy smile.

"Actually, you can move to my place. There are a lot of empty rooms in this villa, and there are basically only two people."

"real!?"

Hearing the blond boy's invitation, Klein Moretti was overjoyed, and felt that he had not spent his life to avenge the other party in vain.

"Forget it, I still have a few months left in the house I rented. It would be a pity to leave it there now."

However, when he saw the look of "expectation" on the little kid's face, Klein regained his senses and politely declined his invitation.

As for Ron, he knew it all too well. That was really a weasel paying New Year greetings to a chicken - no good intentions.

If he really lived in such a big villa, he would probably be treated as a servant and be manipulated by this little brat. When the time comes, he wouldn't be able to get rid of it even if he wanted to!

"Humph, okay, but it's raining heavily outside tonight, so you can stay here first."

The blond boy shook his head with regret, pointed at the waterfall-like rainstorm outside the window, and gave sincere advice to the poor man.

"Thank you for taking me in, the great Mr. Ron Sotos!"

Klein also saluted jokingly and thanked the little brat for taking him in.

"Damn it, why did that detective run so far away!?"

"Damn it, if someone hadn't exposed the manuscript information in advance, then tonight's action should have been arranged for tomorrow!"

During the heavy rain, Rosago found the current location of the great detective Sherlock Moriarty through divination. Through the urgent contact of the informant, he successfully obtained the manuscript of the third generation difference engine and handed it over to someone who had never known him before. Let him take away the exposed Intis spy as soon as possible.

The purpose of his coming here was naturally because of the ambassador's orders and to try to divert MI9's attention and gain a chance for his companions to escape Backlund.

But the only thing he didn't expect was that the little detective ran so far away and was hiding in a rich man's house.

“There is no danger in this villa”

"There are no other extraordinary people in this villa."

With both fortune-tellings receiving positive answers, Rosago aimed at the open window on the third floor.

"I want to use a rich man's bodyguard to protect you. It's a pity. The idea is beautiful, but in fact I am stronger than you think!"

The widowed master did not hesitate, and braved the heavy rain to reach the base of a wall. He nimbly reached the back garden with his hands on his hands, and then rolled and leaned against the wall without making any sound.

His figure seemed to have received professional training, using the terrain to hide itself and avoid the guards who were not there at all.

It must be said that Rosago's move was quite effective. Apart from making his coat completely wet, no one noticed it.

Finally, the widowed master evaded the imaginary guard and successfully reached the outer wall of the villa.

He ignored the gold thread on the wall, grabbed the drainage pipe directly, stood up nimbly and reached the third floor, climbed over the window and entered the villa.

As soon as he entered, Rosago's eyes were dazzled. He saw women's stockings and lace underwear scattered everywhere in this house.

(End of this chapter)