Lord of the Mysteries

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Klein looked at the serious and serious Dunn Smith, and suddenly smiled:

"Captain, I wanted to understand one thing yesterday."

"What?" Dunn repeated the problem just now, leaning back on the back of the chair, and the hands that were handed over were loose.

Klein recalled the previous drafts:

"I am summing up my previous experience. I think that the name of the potion itself contains a set of rules that help us master the potions and avoid the rules of negative influence, and when we follow this set of rules to deal with things. It seems to be a person in the corresponding profession."

"Similarly, these rules are implicit. No one tells you directly. It can only be summarized little by little from the corresponding occupation, and then corrected according to different effect feedback."

“So, when I became a true diviner in the Divination Club and had my own ‘Divination Code’, the proverbs and illusions that plagued me disappeared.”

"This is what I want to understand."

After saying this, Klein secretly vomited, except that he did not directly point out "play", he said everything.

Hey, I only hope that the captain will not say that I have such a clear idea when the church asks people to ask, which will make me pay more attention... plus the "Divination" approach and the Antigonus family. The factors, sometimes, there may be no small troubles... However, the captain has also seen many storms, people with rich experience and low wisdom. Once he realizes "playing the law", he will definitely notice that the church is corresponding. Concealing the problem, knowing what to say, what not to say... Klein’s thoughts are mixed and slightly confusing.

However, he quickly made up his mind and had a plan:

If the captain has not been able to understand the "playing the law" or not aware of the church's concealment, then I will wake him up directly before submitting a special application!

Well, when you first make a temptation, make sure you have a sigh...

Dunn quietly listened to Klein's description, and the gray eyes became more secluded.

He stunned for ten seconds and reached for the forehead, then picked up the pipe and sniffed.

After sniffing, he seemed to have forgotten the rules of the night squad and handed out the matchbox.

The blue-and-white smoke slowly rises, and Dunn closes his eyes and seems to be tasting tobacco.

After a while, he opened his eyes and smiled at Klein:

"Sorry, forget you don't smoke."

"Smoking is harmful to your health." Klein replied in a serious manner.

Dunn took the pipe and thought about it:

"I seem to understand something too."

No, Captain, you don't understand anything! Don't wander in my dreams anyway! Klein didn't ask for a question, only outlined a gentle smile.

"Maybe, you don't need to take too long to submit a special application..." Dunn took a deep breath of tobacco with a hint of mint, half-jokingly and half-sighed.

How about tomorrow? Klein replied in his heart, took out his pocket watch and looked at the time:

"Captain, I have to go to the old Neil, and today's mystery course is about to begin."

"Okay." Dunn took the pipe and watched Klein go out.

Closing the door of the captain's office, Klein was in a good mood to the ladder leading to the underground. When passing by the civilian staff office, he saw two men and one woman and two strangers inside.

The new civilian staff... Klein nodded thoughtfully and added a sentence to his heart:

"After two days, within this week, I will submit a special application to the captain!"

Then through a series of examinations, become the "clown" of the sequence 8!

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

In the quiet and quiet underground passage, Klein turned to the arsenal and pushed open the door to the guard room.

"What happened to you?" He scared when he saw the old Neil.

Old Neil is languid, his face is white, and he is constantly yawning:

"I have some constipation recently. I tried a ritual magic to solve this problem last night. As a result, I didn't sleep well all night. I ran to the bathroom. Later, I almost fell asleep on the toilet."

Well, the constipation problem has been solved... Seeing that it is not a big problem, Klein suddenly wants to laugh.

But he restrained himself and asked:

"Are you better now?"

At the same time, he worriedly let the left tooth smash twice, and used "Looking" to observe the health of the old Neil.

The yellow color of the digestive system, the orange color in the detoxification position, is a bit bleak and mixed, but fortunately, within a reasonable range... Klein secretly sighed.

"It's okay, I asked Frye for a diarrhea." Old Neil yawned like a smoker. "Today's occult course, you have self-study, anyway, the last two or three days." ”

"Okay." Klein politely said, "Or I am here to guard the arsenal, self-taught occult courses, do you go to the lounge to sleep?"

Old Neil instantly bounced straight back and replied slyly:

"Little Moretti, you really are the conscience of the night who is second only to Frye!"

"The arsenal is handed over to you!"

He picked up the blanket on his lap and rushed out of the guard room, leaving Klein alone in a daze.

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

In the morning, Blackthorn Security Company took over an additional business and escorted a wealthy businessman to the dock and traded. Leonard and Cohenli completed easily and earned a lot of extra money, making Klein quite envious.

And he still went deep into the mystery and practiced the gunfare. He was madly "tortured" by the teacher Gao Wen, who was not known to be stimulated.

Huh, Huh... Kline opened his mouth and gasped for a long time, and he recovered his ability to take a bath and change clothes for a long time.

After leaving Gao Wenjia, he continued to be busy, spending 2 Souls hired a rental carriage, passing through the remaining ten houses with red chimneys.

When the last dark red chimney was far away from his sight, Klein's expression became very dignified.

"The 'red chimney' house I saw in my divination is not in the recent replacement of tenants... This way, things are in trouble, 16,000 or 7 hundred houses, I don't know when to check them out...哎, This thing, I can't find someone to help, after all, only when I face the goal, I have the spiritual familiarity..."

"You can't be discouraged, you can't give up. If you have time, go check it out and fight for three months. No, find the target within two months! Maybe, what do I have to include in the day after tomorrow?"

“Well, go back and sort out the information, and check the route every day according to the planning of the far and near areas!”

Klein inspires himself and keeps his frustration away.

With the decision, he was planning to tell the driver to turn to Narcissus Street and suddenly found it very close to the residence of the Azko faculty.

"After Mr. Azick went to travel, he wrote to tell me that he would come back this week, but did not mention the specific number, just take a look at the past, leave a note to him, um, rent a carriage 2 Sule One hour, now it’s almost time to go, just to the end of Mr. Azick’s house, then change the public carriage...” Klein quickly made the decision.

After four minutes, he walked out of the carriage and went outside the Azick house.

The grade here is obviously better than the Narcissus Street, but not as good as the Howth Street, with a lawn in front of the house and a small garden at the back.

Ding! Ding! Ding!

Klein pulled the rope at the door and knocked the bell inside the house.

Waiting for a moment, he heard the footsteps coming in, and then saw the door opened.

Azick, a soft-skinned bronze with facial features, appeared in front of Klein, because at home, he only casually wore white shirts, brown vests and brown trousers.

"Klein? I want to write to you." Azke warmly greeted. "I just got home last night."

Klein took a deep look at the tiny black skull below his right ear:

"Mr. Azick, I found the clues of your past."

“Really?” Azick’s expression became excited, and the eyes of the vicissitudes of life lost their indifference.

"We, go in and say." Klein glanced around.

Azko nodded quickly, letting the position open and letting the guests enter.

He locked the door and led Klein to the living room on the first floor and sat down on the soft sofa.

"What clues did you find?" he couldn't wait to ask.

Klein didn't expect to meet Mr. Azick today, organizing the language:

“I recently accepted the commission and went to the abandoned castle outside the town of Ramd to get rid of a complaint.”

"Ramd..." Azick repeated the name in a low voice, his brows wrinkled a little.

Klein looked at each other's expression and slowed down the speed:

“In the process of removing the grievances, we found some things, so we went to the town to do an in-depth investigation...”

“A town citizen claimed to have a portrait of the first Baron Ramde, trying to sell it to me. I watched the painting with curiosity and found that the people in the portrait, except the hairstyle, the facial features are very similar to Mr. Azke, even The black skull below the ear has the same position and the same size."

"The townspeople, under my interrogation, confessed that the oil paintings were works more than 40 years ago, but the object of imitation was indeed from the abandoned castle. It was indeed a portrait of ancient paintings dug there."

"You know, our unique ability has the skills to initially identify lies, and this technique tells me that the townspeople did not lie."

Azick listened to his body and held his hands. He didn't speak for a long time, and he kept silent silently.

After five or six minutes, he vomited:

"Your description didn't remind me of more things, maybe, maybe I have to go see the abandoned castle in person."

"Can you take me with you?"

"This is my pleasure." Klein replied in preparation, "but I need to go home, lest my brother and sister worry."

"No problem." Azick brushed up and stood up.