Mystery: Lucky One

"So," Alice suddenly thought of something, turned to look at Daniz and asked, "Are you a 'provocateur'?"

The real "provocateur" Daniz looked at these two people and for the first time in his life, he had doubts about himself. He replied with a somewhat uncertain tone: "It should be so."

Alice looked him up and down and gave her own evaluation:

"Perhaps only someone like you is more suitable to be a 'provocateur'.

"You can digest the potion smoothly without worrying about being beaten to death, and, most importantly...

"It's great for making fun of."

Daniz almost subconsciously wanted to swear, but Alice added sincerely:
"Oh, by the way...can you stop swearing? I don't like that very much.

"I'm a girl after all, right?"

Daniz opened his eyes wide, remembering the way Alice looked at his lower body just now, and his eyes were gradually filled with confusion.

...Girl?

In fact, if it was a pornographic joke between pirates, Danitz probably wouldn't be so angry. The main reason why he wanted to argue angrily was that Alice's expression was too clean...

She was not insulting him, nor was she making some kind of color joke, nor was she discriminating against him. She just...sincerely suspected that he was not good enough.

When being looked at by that look, Daniz even had a strange feeling - if he nodded and agreed to this matter, he might gain pity and sympathy from the other party, and maybe even sincere comfort...

Daniz felt an indescribable sense of collapse when he thought of such a result. He stared at Alice, remembering Alice's unique self-introduction, and finally squeezed out a sentence through his teeth:
"Thanks?"

"You're welcome." Alice nodded with satisfaction, as if she was completely unaware of his reluctance.

Klein finally couldn't stand it anymore and shouted: "Alice, do you remember what you came here to do?"

Alice stood there, stared at him and thought for more than ten seconds, then turned to Daniz and asked: "What is it like inside the 'Red Theater'?"

Before Klein got angry, she quickly brought the topic to the right track: "In front of this... uh, what's your name?"

Alice's eyes fell on Daniz, who subconsciously introduced himself: "Daniz..."

At the same time, the voice belonging to Gehrman Sparrow sounded together: "5500 pounds."

Alice clearly saw Daniz swallowing his saliva - no, not Daniz, it was 5500 pounds.

Alice was no stranger to this bounty system. She glanced at Daniz, then at Klein, recalling Gehrman Sparrow's character, and continued what she just said:

"Ask me in front of this bank what I am here for...are you planning to withdraw your deposit?"

Daniz met Alice's gaze blankly, and suddenly realized that from the beginning to now, he had actually never changed in Alice's eyes - he was just an item, just whether it was valuable or important. Just a difference.

For example, now, he seems to have become valuable.

This is not a good thing. After all, whoever suddenly knows that he has so many deposits in the bank will want to take it out, especially since the bank will run away and may collapse at any time...

Klein looked at Daniz's expression, and while suppressing a smile in his heart, he smiled kindly and said, "I have no plans to withdraw the money yet."

Alice looked away in disappointment and asked in confusion: "In that case, why did you bring him with you?"

"Two reasons," Klein said as he turned around and continued walking. "One is that I promised you to kidnap a pirate who has been to the 'Red Theater', and the other is that if you keep talking to me, I'm afraid that I won't tolerate it. I’ll keep beating you.”

Alice was choked, she stared at Klein's back for a while, then suddenly turned her head and smiled at Daniz: "Hello, I am Alice Kingsley, just call me Alice. "

Daniz looked at the bright smile on her face and suddenly shuddered.

……

No. 48 Lemon Street, "Blue Wind" Hotel.

After Daniz, who had been persecuted all the way, left, Klein asked Alice, "Why are you going to the Red Theater?"

"I'm not going to the Red Theater," Alice shook her head. "I'm going to the opposite side of the Red Theater... No, no, I'm going to a grocery store nearby."

"Grocery store?" Klein frowned in confusion.

Alice nodded and said: "This may sound a bit outrageous, but... the 'School of Life' has placed level 0 sealed objects inside."

"?" Klein looked at Alice with an incomprehensible look, "That grocery store... is the hidden joint stronghold of the 'School of Life'?"

"I hope so." Alice smiled falsely.

Klein felt that his understanding of the "destiny" path had deepened, and he confirmed to Alice: "That level 0 sealed artifact is...?"

Alice pursed her lips and said with an unclear expression: "Uniqueness."

After being quiet for more than ten seconds, Klein said in a tone that had experienced strong winds and waves: "Maybe this is fate."

……

The "Red Theater" was not difficult to find. After walking around outside the "Red Theater", Alice saw the herbal medicine shop in her dream.

In order to avoid causing more trouble, she just stopped outside the fat pharmacist's herbal shop for a while and did not go in.

The dream was so clear that Alice was so narcissistic that she thought it was a hint given by fate after hearing her complaints - she completely remembered how the fat pharmacist walked to the grocery store and how he bought the dice.

The only thing she has to worry about is...

"Klein," Alice said without looking back, looking in the direction of the herbal medicine store, "Can you become like the pharmacist inside? I'm afraid the people in the grocery store will know him..."

This is a reasonable request, but Klein, who just pretended to be an ordinary guest and walked around, denied it:
"no.

"He has too much meat on him and I'm not fat enough."

Alice turned her head in surprise and asked in surprise: "...Do you still have such a limit on your ability?"

"Perhaps, when the restrictions on high-sequences are reduced, or no longer exist?" Klein guessed, "But in short, not now."

After two seconds of silence, Alice suddenly turned her head and asked sincerely: "Do you think I look similar to that pharmacist?"

Klein glanced at Alice, then at the direction of the herbal shop, and finally couldn't help but uttered a question that went straight to his soul:

"what?"

Alice seemed unaware, opened her eyes and asked nonsensically: "Don't we look alike?"

"It's so similar," Klein took a deep breath and smiled, "It's almost exactly the same." (End of Chapter)