Mystery: Two or three things between me and Tianzun God

Chapter 287 Ron’s true identity is actually (3K)

".I.I try my best."

Using the clown's ability to suppress facial expressions, Klein answered not too confidently.

Frankly speaking, he was sweating a little now, because judging from Medici's gnashing teeth facial expression, she seemed to take this matter very seriously.

"Don't worry, it doesn't matter even if you can't find out. After all, the person behind it is very 'cowardly' and has a dirty heart!"

'I really appreciate your compliment.'

This heartfelt and personal statement successfully made the great detective twitch the corner of his mouth.

It wasn't until he was silent for a long time that Klein came back to his senses, pretended to organize his words, and cautiously tried:

"Uh, Ms. Medici, why are you investigating this?"

'Well, judging from the fact that she exchanged "dirty words" with me last time, she is most likely a believer in the "True Creator", etc. Why didn't I think of it last time, but I just exchanged it like that! ? '

'He can't be a descendant of an ancient family, or a rebellious descendant of a god.'

In the absence of necessary information, Klein could only make habitual guesses based on the Internet articles he had read.

'Being so capable of causing trouble, facing the "evil god" of the original moon, and lacking respect for the gods of major churches. Compared with these, changing your image is no longer a big deal.'

Since people don't want to talk, it's best not to ask. If he is too serious, Sherlock Moriarty may not be able to leave this villa.

Suddenly, Klein froze and realized an important issue. He soon had a guess.

And Ron's behavior did not "disappoint" Klein. He caused trouble everywhere and did not keep a low profile at all, for fear that there would not be enough trouble.

This means that the level gap between the two parties is too big. I am afraid that if he realizes the problem, he will explode if he turns on his spiritual vision and takes one look!
Just like the baby in Megoose's belly!
'Gan, are all other worlds so dangerous? How do people in this world survive! ? '

He first emphasized something and then continued to add:

"I made a deal with Him, and we have a "cooperative" relationship!"

Traveling through time, having a plug-in (Source Castle), and meeting a big shot or a guy with an amazing background at the beginning is a standard routine in ancient Internet literature.

After receiving such an answer, Klein cursed in his heart, and then changed the subject as if nothing had happened.

'This is a spiritual warning to me! ? But why? '

"Ahem, Lanervus is mine. Well, in Russell's words, he is a 'brother'. Although he has embarked on a path of no return, I still have to know who killed him!"

"Actually, Ms. Medici, I have a question. How did you meet Ron in the first place? To be honest, he has never revealed his origins to me."

Mr. Fool felt frightened for a while, his heart beat much faster, and he felt that his ability to cause trouble was not much worse than that little kid.

Referring to Mrs. Sharon's virtue, his ending is self-evident.

Changing the topic to Ron would not be so abrupt. It would be better if he could find out some important information.

At this time, Medici, who had his red hair tied up high, smoked a cigarette and drank a sip of wine, replied against his will:

"Ah"

Ha, lying
"So that's it. I'll help you keep an eye on it, but there's no guarantee of success!"

With a casual chuckle, Medici turned his head and looked around, then whispered:

"I don't know his origin, I just have some guesses."

"Him!?"

Klein exclaimed, his head buzzing, his head felt as big as a bucket, and his lungs were a little short of breath.

Because Medici did not use he, she, or it, but "him" to refer to the mythical creature.

Just one word explained the status and strength of that little kid Ron.

This must at least have the personality of Sequence 2, which can be called the existence of a god in the Second Age!
As for the higher-level Sequence One or True God, Klein didn't dare to think about it because it was really unimaginable!

In Russell's diary, seeing Zaratul in Sequence 2 contact a fellow traveler is the limit that Klein can imagine and accept.

'How could it be possible that if Ron were a true god, I would eat the wine glass? How could a serial zero true god look like that? '

It took a full three minutes for Klein Moretti to come to his senses and accept the fact that "a" mythical creature had been hidden around him.

At this time, Klein suddenly remembered what the very strange "member of the Secret Order" who was imprisoned in the basement said.

Be careful of Ron Sotos, he is not a human being, he has an evil secret that cannot be revealed, he is lurking inside the Nighthawks, just for...

'Mythical creatures are indeed not human, but the purpose of that little brat really needs to be thought about.'

As his thoughts flashed, Klein began to think about what he had that the mythical creatures could covet.

Extraordinary characteristics of the Secret Puppet Master. Azik Bronze Whistle. More than one hundred pounds in cash.
After silently counting, and then secretly taking a look at the splendid decorations around him, Klein decided to change his mind instead of humiliating himself.

'The things in me that can be connected to high levels and high levels are the 0-21 and the gray fog space. The former was lent to me by Ron, and the latter.'

'That's not right. According to Ron's performance, he, no, he shouldn't know that I am the Fool, and the spells are all in Chinese. He cannot understand them. After all, no one in the major churches can read Russell's diary. Understand, which is enough to illustrate the Chinese language's ability to keep secrets." 'Unless, unless he knows what this gray mist is and senses the aura of gray mist in me, yes, he senses the existence of the Fool and takes the initiative to chant his name.'

'I remember Ron seemed to have told me that He has two enemies. He helped me, the "favored one", because he wanted to show favor to "Mr. Fool" and then use this to contact Mr. "Fool". The reason why He accomplished The mission assigned by "The Fool" to assassinate Intis's ambassador was just for chips. Did he want "The Fool" to help him deal with those two enemies? '

'But the problem is, Mr. "Fool" is just a "clown", how can I be so virtuous and capable'

Suddenly, a feeling of guilt suddenly emerged in Klein's heart. This came from lies and deception. He couldn't imagine how disappointed Ron would be when he knew the truth.

'sorry'

With a silent thanks in his heart, Klein took a sip of wine with a solemn expression and decided to upgrade the sequence as soon as possible.

"Oh, do you understand? He didn't even tell you this?"

"Don't think too much, Ron is like that, looking down at everyone equally, that little guy is so arrogant!"

"When He comes back, you can talk to Him and let things go."

Seeing Klein's actions, Medici patted his shoulder again and said persuadingly.

"Indeed, if you hadn't told me, I wouldn't have known what the 'mythical creature' would look like."

"No, kid, that's an individual behavior, don't escalate it to a group!"

Medici twitched the corner of his mouth again and ended the topic in time.

"Thank you, Ms. Medici, I have to go. I will help you pay attention to your request. I hope to find the real culprit as soon as possible!"

'In fact never.'

After a few minutes of silence and drinking the remaining wine in the glass, Klein politely stood up and left Ron's luxurious mansion.

"Sia, what is your ideal in life?"

In a hidden space, a silver-haired lady with a beautiful jawline looked at the ferocious thing in front of her. Her blood-like eyes flashed with endless brilliance, as if they contained all the truth in the world.

The cold voice asked, asking a very simple yet complex question.

"Roy, what about you?"

Seeing that Si'a was still forming words, Ron came to his beloved with bare feet and pressed his shoulder.

Frankly speaking, there is generally no correct answer to this kind of question, and whether the answer is good or not generally depends on the preference of the "boss".

"Humph, why are you so nervous? If you don't tell me, then I'll start!"

Finally, the silent atmosphere aroused the dissatisfaction of the beautiful lady. She raised her chin slightly and said in a cold voice:
"The meaning of life is very simple. Just eat well, drink well and play well every day. This is what most people are pursuing!"

Ron told his own version of the philosophy of being lazy and lazy.

As for why the silver-haired lady wanted to discuss such a topic, it was of course to prepare for the establishment of a country.

As we all know, if you want your men to run fast, you have to draw a big pie, and the great infinite wisdom raised this topic just because it wanted to use the topic to give the two capable men a good shot.

Russell said it well, when your boss talks about life with you, he will either cut your salary or work overtime!

"The meaning of my life is to follow in your footsteps!"

And Roy Moore is obviously much smarter than before. Although he has a little emotion, he is still very grateful for everything his god has brought to him.

"Very well Roy, think about it, when you become king, you can return to Backlund with great swagger, and you can even get the highest level of reception from King Loen!"

Brushing her silver hair behind her ears, Ron nodded with satisfaction and took a shot of cardiotonic. She then turned her blood-red eyes and looked at Si'a, who was ready.

"What about you, Si'a?"

The cold voice asked.

"Great ruler of time and space, in my opinion, the weak creatures on this planet are very cowardly. They wrap themselves in cloth all day long and hide in brick caves. They hold all kinds of moral, legal, and ethical heresies. The shackles restrict them, and they are enslaved by the Seven Gods. They need to keep saying "God's blessing", but the so-called Seven Gods are far less powerful than you! "

"So, my ideal is to save human beings and release their true nature. This is the obligatory humble wish of my son Si'a!"

As soon as Siua finished speaking, silence fell into the mysterious space.

Ron opened his bloodless mouth, but in the end he still couldn't draw the pie.

Because she really didn't expect that she would have such ignorant subordinates.

"You speak softer!"

Looking for a random excuse, the silver-haired lady used her right foot without shoes and socks to kick Siah, who had lofty ideals.

What this guy said made Ron angry, and he was a bit anxious.

Your ideals are so awesome, so what are mine? ?

(End of this chapter)