Lord of the Mysteries

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Sister, you are so too fond of worrying, no, it’s too meticulous! Klein heard the spirit and immediately smiled:

"Melissa, your worry is very reasonable. I am still hungry. Well, I will go up and take a shower."

Although he is already swallowing quietly, it is more important to confirm the whereabouts of "Teacher" Terry!

No one knows if this guy will retaliate more and more in the future!

"Yeah." Melissa did not look up and continued to study.

Hey, Klein quickly ran to the second floor and entered the bedroom.

He locked the door of the house, took off his coat, removed the gun bag under his arm, and took out a plain silver knife from the drawer.

After sealing the housing room with a spiritual wall, he took a breath, calmed his mood, and walked four steps counterclockwise.

Accompanied by the "Fusheng Immortal Heaven" and other mantras, Klein, who has become more and more accustomed to the crazy swearing and tearing spirit, once again appeared in the palace of the mist above the fog.

After using the ceremony several times today, he squeezed his temples with a slight exhaustion, and a yellow-brown parchment appeared on the bronze long table.

Klein thought about it and thought about writing the divination statement:

"The fall of Terry."

He is not sure that the name is correct, but has specific physical features and detailed information as a guide.

Holding the parchment, Klein leaned back on the back of the chair and thought about the things related to Terry in his mind, then meditation on the divination seven times.

He emptied his spirit, closed his eyes, and with the help of meditation, he quickly entered the dream.

In a foggy illusory scene, he saw the front of a steam train with smoke and sparks, saw side-by-side leather seats, and saw clean and tidy cars.

The face is round and the eyes are long and narrow. The sweet and gentle Télis is sitting in the window, and there is a hat with a fine black gauze on the table in front.

Klein carefully identified and tried to confirm the number of trips, but could not see it.

Not long after, he unbearably withdrew from the dream, and his eyes reflected the ancient mottled bronze long table and the illusory crimson stars.

"It can only be determined that Terry is leaving Steaming on the steam train. There are no more clues... Well, it seems that this mysterious space is mainly to help me to eliminate interference. It is not an exaggeration to improve my own divination level..." Klein tapped his finger on the edge of the table and thought about the next move.

Through this divination, he fully confirmed that the goal was the former "teacher" Tries, but in the case that the other party has fled Tingen, he does not think that the results just can better help Dunn.

"The captain has already said that it will be reported to Beckland for power generation, to the port of Enmat, to the main station along the railway line, the national Tongli Teres... I will not report the results of this divination, so as not to be suspected. ..." Klein quickly made the decision, because with or without his reminder, Dunn was laying out the follow-up in the most correct way.

In the case that the dream divination can not see the number of trips, the method of switching to the spirit pendulum will not obtain effective results, even if the means of elimination are adopted.

A similar situation also includes the red chimney.

At this time, he felt the lack of spirit, did not stay too much above the fog, wrapped himself with spirituality, and simulated the experience of falling.

When he "returned" to the room, his mind was full of oily lamb chops.

"You must sprinkle cumin... praise the goddess!" Klein swallowed, and the wind lifted the spiritual wall and opened the door.

............

At 8:40 the next day, he entered the Blackthorn Security Company with a cane.

"Good morning, Klein, a good news!" Rosanne at the back of the reception desk excitedly waved his hand.

Klein’s eyes are bright:

"Catch Terry?"

"Terry? Who is she?" Roshan, wearing a pale green dress, looked blank.

"...you don't need to know her, what good news?" Klein opened the subject.

Luo Shan smiled brilliantly:

"The captain's application has been approved, and the police department will transfer two police officers who have been in contact with the extraordinary incident to do the civilian service! I finally don't have to stay up all night, praise the beautiful god!"

"It's really good news..." Klein sincerely echoed.

After a few words with Rosanne, he went to the ground through the partition and planned to continue the occult course.

When passing the captain's office and the nightclub entertainment room, he looked at the probe and found that Dunn, Leonard and others were there. This indicates that the search and investigation last night did not get good results, and then it can only be handed over to the police. Departments, they do the tedious follow-up.

Originally, Klein wanted to find a captain to talk about the latest situation, but saw that he was busy writing a manuscript, taking a power report, and had to silently retreat, not to bother, and asked to ask at noon.

He walked down the steps to the ground and saw two rows of elegant gas lamps surrounded by metal grids, saw the light shining through the glass and the quiet and unchanging corridor.

Breathing a cool, cold breeze, Klein took a few steps and suddenly stopped.

He squinted his eyes at the gas lamps, and his brows gradually wrinkled.

He found himself making a common sense mistake!

Because there are mistakes made by the common sense of the earth!

In the divination above the fog last night, Klein saw that Terry was on a steam train, so she subconsciously determined that this was happening.

However, no one in the world has ever invented electric lights and invented similar devices. There will be almost no manned steam trains running after dark, and this is often seen in the Green Leather train's nighttime Klein instinct to ignore!

In other words, that was not the last night!

That is the picture of the future he foresees!

That is what will happen today or tomorrow!

Klein was in a tight heart, took a few steps back and forth, and ran back upstairs.

He knocked on the door of the entertainment room and saw Leonard standing by the window and carrying a poem.

Ignoring the playing cards of Cohenli, Loy Yao and Siga Thong, Klein looked to Leonard:

"I have a question to ask you."

"Do you want to learn how to make fun of the ladies and ladies happy?" Leonard put down the "Rossell Poetry" and tweeted.

He walked out of the recreation room, followed Klein to the middle of the stairs leading to the ground, staring at each other's eyes, and chuckled:

"It seems that you did a very effective divination last night."

Klein did not explain, directly said:

"My divination came out of the steam train."

After yesterday's communication in the Western District Almshouse, he did not mind showing a little "special" in front of Leonard.

"The steam train, the earliest class is seven o'clock..." Leonard pulled out the pocket watch in his shirt pocket and glanced openly. "You can't delay! I will tell the captain that I have received a reliable one." intelligence."

He walked upstairs and went straight out of the Blackthorn Security Company. After a few minutes downstairs, he returned and entered Dunn Smith's office.

Klein breathed a sigh of relief, and the night-watchers who watched the cards were summoned, followed by the captain who sent the telegram to rush out.

Recalling what happened just now, his feelings were quite complicated. He was different from the death of the tuxedo clown. This time the same kind of mistake happened to him. This made him seem to understand a lot and the lessons were more profound.

Turning to the arsenal and entering the guard room, he took off his hat, took off his coat, and hung them on the coat rack.

Old Neil just tossed and grinded the coffee, and took a sip of it:

"Do you have a drink?"

"Okay." Klein sat down, as if he had returned home.

Old Neil glanced at him and muttered:

"Or three pieces of sugar, a spoonful of milk? You are a guy who likes sweets, which is not good for your teeth and body."

“No, no, I just like to be sweet when I drink coffee. When I cook steaks and grilled meat, I prefer rose seasoning, black pepper and cumin.” Klein always felt that he was a full-flavor party.

Old Neil quickly got the coffee and pushed it past:

“Is it a break, or does it start directly?”

"Let me calm down for a few minutes. The captains have the information of Terry's whereabouts and are rushing to the steam train station. I don't know what will happen..." Klein exclaimed.

Old Neil snorted:

“Is the information detailed? Determine which class is it?”

"No, not sure." Klein snorted.

Old Nielton laughed: "In this case, the probability of unsuccessful is much higher than the possibility of success. Terry should have a sequence of 7, the extraordinary person of this level is not so easy to be caught, huh, don't Thinking about relying on divination, divination is not omnipotent, you will only get a symbol, accidentally interpret the mistake, or ignore what."

Klein once again recalled the mistakes made this time, and he heard the feelings deeply, and nodded from the heart:

"Yeah, divination is not a panacea."

After saying this, he suddenly groaned, his body and mind suddenly entered a certain state, so he leaned back and tried to exhale, but at this time, his ears suddenly sounded an illusory broken sound.

He suddenly found that something seems to be dissolved in the body, in harmony with his own spirit.

This is an unspeakable and unique feeling. Klein has closed his eyes and quietly realized.

No need to be reminded by others, he knows that this is the performance of divination of the divination potion.

............

The first town that flows through the Tsok River through Tingen is called Viña, the first steam train to Beckland after leaving Tingen.

On the platform, Terry changed her long white dress and wore a round-brimmed lady's hat. The fine black gauze hangs from the brim and covers most of her face, making her appearance look slim. Oh, it's hard to read.

She has taken a telegram to her companion in Tingen City to remind the other party to be careful recently, and she used the property stolen from the room to purchase a steam train ticket to Beckland.

The reason why I didn't get on the train from Tingen Station was to drift down to the town of Viña because Terry had the instinct and rich experience of the Assassin.

Hey!

In the sharp and long whistle, the tall, monster-like steel train squirted with some smog of Mars and stopped at the platform.

Terry did not carry her luggage and boarded the first class. At the same time, she decided to get off at three stops and switch to Beckland in another way.

............

At the bottom of the Church of St. Serena, Klein closed her eyes and leaned back against the back of the chair.

He felt the thorough digestion of the potion, and vaguely saw the illusory stars one after another. The stars had an inexplicable connection with himself. They seemed to want to gather together and become one.

After an unspeakable hunger and hunger faded, Klein returned to normal and no additional understanding.

But the spirit is a lot easier and pure... He opened his eyes and silently added a sentence.

At this moment, he knew that he was a true and complete "diviner."