Mystery: Two or three things between me and Tianzun God

Chapter 393 The Black Emperor lives at 67 Williams Street! (3.5K)

Thursday, morning.

Klein looked at the little kid running around in the mansion with a confused look on his face, not knowing what Ron was thinking.

Well, it seems that they are getting more and more rude. They didn't even say hello when they saw me. Is it easy to help you deliver the goods in the middle of the night? Can't they wait until daytime...

The great detective's mental state was obviously not very good, and he looked quite sleepy.

"Don't worry about him. I don't know what he did last night to make the maid angry. He has been crying in his room for several hours."

The red angel evil spirit floated over, hesitated for a moment, and finally chose a bottle of real wine and poured a glass to entertain the guests who had just sat down.

???

You've never been so nice to me!

Upon hearing Soren Einhorn Medici's words, Klein's first reaction was surprise, and then he fell into deep confusion.

According to common sense, Ron's arrogant personality should not apologize, but looking at the current state, it seems that he is using a small cake...

"Oh, I made the cake, and His role was just to help carry it!"

As if he had seen through Klein's confusion, the War Angel curled his lips in disdain.

For Ron, a bastard like that, apologizing after a prank is absolutely impossible.

Even though the Red Angel had been serving Ron for several months, he still hadn't seen any apology from the little brat after his prank. This made Medici often suspect that this guy was actually a large-sized Amon.

He knows human nature very well, but is unable to empathize with others. He appears to be approachable, but in reality he just thinks it's fun.

"It can be seen that Ron trusts your craftsmanship and likes this lively place."

"I remember when I first met Him, He always had a temperament that was out of tune with this world, but now..."

It seems that he has integrated a little too much...

Klein complained in his heart, but he really didn't know what to say, so he could only hypocritically praise from another perspective.

Although the little brat is bad, he is not to the point where everyone hates him.

"maybe."

The Red Angel let out a sigh of helplessness, not taking the great detective's cheap words seriously.

He is tormenting us, not you...

"The witch sect's gathering will begin tonight. What are your plans now?"

"Should we sneak in and capture the White Saint directly, or should we report it to the three major churches and capture the White Saint directly on her way to escape?"

The Red Angel Ghost is in pretty good shape. Although it still lacks the extraordinary characteristics of the Hunter Path, the Sequence 4 Witch is still enough.

Combining traps and sneak attacks may not be impossible to deal with a Sequence Three.

In fact, I don't want to choose either one. The dangerous fight is yours, and the safe interrogation of intelligence is mine...

"I'll sneak in and see if I can lure the White Saint away. Then you can take action and control the other party."

"If we report it to the church, we cannot confirm whether the actions of the three major churches will alert the Witch Cult. Secret organizations will always be on high alert when dealing with the church. Once there is any sign of trouble, our plan will be ruined."

Many people would die, and the clues of the kidnapping would be cut off. Am I not wearing white women's clothes?

However, there may be a simpler way
Glancing at Ron, who was busy carrying a small cake, a bold idea emerged in Klein's mind.

Frankly speaking, if it weren't for the interference of the paper angels from Source Castle, he really wouldn't have been sure that he could pretend to be a subordinate of a demigod under his nose.

Medici smiled confidently upon hearing this:
"Oh, don't worry, this is a conspiracy, no one will find out."

"Kid, I owe you a favor. When I regain my identity, I'll beat up whoever you tell me to beat up!"

Faced with this great opportunity to take a photo, Klein shrugged noncommittally.

At this moment, he felt more and more that this world was truly magical, and that Leonard was, to some extent, "keeping his word".

Look, less than half a year after traveling through time, what kind of characters have gathered around him.

But unfortunately, all we can do is take photos with them. If you want to ask for help, you may have to pay a price.

"The protagonist of the era is worthy of his reputation. Perhaps the emperor will be the same if he travels through time."

Outside a three-story single-family house in Queens.

The night fell silently. Klein put the mirror containing the Red Angel into his pocket and walked quickly towards the place where the witch sect gathered amid the sneers.

Taunting might be an indispensable entertainment activity for hunters. Even though Klein has grasped the true meaning of the "Faceless Man" and has a more thorough understanding that wearing women's clothing is just an identity and a role, he still cannot escape the sneer that makes him very angry.

Laugh, laugh, laugh at your sister!

Isn't it just wearing high heels, a skirt, and using secret techniques to fill your breasts? What's so funny about that?

"Heh, mine is only temporary. I can still stand when I go to the bathroom."

Are you okay with just smiling here?

The great detective, unable to bear it any longer, whispered angrily, successfully silencing the shrill laughter.

Taking a deep breath and adjusting her state, "Jessica" came to the front of the house and, according to the information obtained through spiritual communication and with the help of the red angel in the mirror, pressed her palm on a specific piece of glass. Suddenly, this specific piece of glass immediately became dark and dark, and an obscure and unsettling aura filled the air, accompanied by a strange feeling of scrutiny from nowhere, which made Klein stand still and dare not move.

rustling.
An unsettling sound came from behind Klein. It sounded like the breeze blowing through the grass, or like something chewing something.

I hope he won't be discovered. I remember that when I asked for details through the psychic, it didn't take that long to check the identity.
At this moment, Klein couldn't help but feel a little shaken, worried that the undercover operation would end before it even began.

He stood there stiffly for ten seconds, and the gaze that came from nowhere suddenly disappeared, and the door of the house beside him opened with a click.

Without any hesitation, Klein pretended to be very skilled in opening the door and walked straight in.

If there was a problem just now, Medici hiding in the mirror would definitely remind him. Klein still has a lot of confidence in a former angel king.

In fact, the main reason is that the Joker's premonition ability has not been activated. Of course, it is also possible that it has been interfered by higher-level things.
Klein muttered to himself, and finally saw the interior of the house through the darkness.

Unlike the dark, silent, and deserted scene seen through the glass outside, Klein's eyes lit up as soon as he entered.

Of course, this cannot be blamed on him, because a dozen long white legs will receive the same treatment no matter where they are.

"Jessica, I heard that the base you were in charge of was wiped out by the Black Emperor. Thank goodness, sister, I didn't see any information about you in the newspaper..."

A witch dressed in cool clothes, revealing a large area of ​​delicate white skin, walked forward. Her eyes were blue, like the clear sky, and her beautiful face was kind and reassuring. As soon as she came to Klein, she grabbed a handful of fake C.

???

No, are all you witches so lacking in sense of boundaries! ?

And aren't you here to report on your work? Why are you all dressed like this! ?
The great detective who had been a virgin in both his previous and current lives suddenly felt something was wrong and felt a chill in his heart.

He quickly pushed away the strange witch who came over to say hello, and looked past her at the witches behind him who were dressed coolly, hugging each other in groups of two or three, and were originally transformed from men.

Damn, no way, how come you guys are better at playing than Roselle...

Damn it, the essence of this witch sect is clearly a den of sissies. This kind of evil cult must be eradicated as soon as possible, otherwise it will cause great harm to people!!!
At this moment, Klein seemed to realize something. He forced his mouth to raise and pretended to be in a bad mood and responded:
"do not bother me!"

"I'm going to meet the White Saint. I have important information to report to her."

"I found out the Black Emperor's true identity and address!"

"Black Emperor!? Are you sure!?"

Although Klein's voice was not loud, it attracted the attention of all the witches present. Witches of various styles and beautiful looks all looked at him, just like different flowers that were refreshing.

All men, all men, all men
Looking at the scene of the flowers blooming, Klein's heart almost stopped beating. At the same time, he kept reciting in his mind and using meditation techniques to stay calm.

"Of course I am sure. Otherwise, am I here today just to accept punishment?"

Mr. Faceless answered firmly and resolutely, without any guilt for lying.

"Jessica, Lady Catalina wants you to come over."

At this moment, a gentle voice sounded, and Klein breathed a sigh of relief in time.

This means that the other party temporarily believes in him and has not seen through his identity.

"You can go in by yourself. Lady Catalina has been waiting for you."

Follow the maid to the second floor and push open one of the doors as instructed.

As soon as the not-so-heavy door was pushed open, a faint fragrance wafted from inside, causing Klein, who had transformed into "Jessica," to blush unconsciously.

"You said you found out the true identity of the Black Emperor?"

"Children who lie will be punished~"

Without caring about the complaints in his mind and trying to relieve the heat in his body, the great detective's eyes were instantly attracted by the figure lying on the armchair.

She had black hair and blue eyes, and was beautiful and elegant. She wore a simple and holy white robe with high slits on both sides, revealing a pair of flawless legs. Her skin was as white as snow and as tender as a girl's, and she had an indescribable charm.

"Jessica" pretended to swallow twice, then lowered her head, smiled, and replied in an anxious tone:
"The Black Emperor is at 67 Williams Street."

"According to my investigation, the holder has a Blasphemy Card made by Emperor Roselle, and his strength is not too strong, otherwise there is no need to use the Blasphemy Card!"

"Your Highness, I think we should act quickly to retaliate against the other party and snatch the Blasphemy Card!"

Klein's words stunned Medici, who was hiding in the mirror. He didn't expect that this seemingly simple-minded guy could be so bad.

It’s a pity that this guy is not a hunter. Why is he so good at adding fuel to the fire?
Medici rolled around with joy at the thought of the little kid's constipated expression if this plan really succeeded.

As for whether this behavior would harm Ron, that was not a big deal at all. Even if it did, what difference would it make? He had long disliked that little brat, so this time he would just teach him a lesson!

"What, the card of blasphemy?"

Hearing Klein's words, Catalina Pellet, who was looking at him with a smile and had been planning to give him a good training, was stunned for a moment. A look of astonishment remained on her face. She had not expected that this incompetent subordinate would actually bring such valuable information.

"you sure?"

She sat up, suppressed her expression of mixed amusement and astonishment, and looked directly at her subordinate standing at the door.

"Your Highness, I am sure that the Blasphemy Card is said to have the ability to counter-divination and counter-prophecy at the divine level. With your ability, you can perform divination to confirm it."

The curve of Klein's face rose again, and he smiled so beautifully on Jessica's face, completely hiding the meanness and shamelessness of the fortune teller.

"Very well, I'll give it a try. If you lie to me, you should know what will happen to you!"

(End of this chapter)