Lord of the Mysteries

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Leonard’s singer is like a sleeping song, scorning between the left and right doors and echoing into the winding wooden stairs.

Klein’s spirit suddenly lingered, and he seemed to see the quiet moonlight and saw the peaceful lake.

His eyelids quickly became heavier, as if standing and falling asleep.

In such a perceptual ambiguity, he feels the invisible, inconspicuous, indifferent gaze from behind, as if he is traveling in the spirit world.

An inexplicable taste of deja vu, Klein Horan recovered his thoughts and relied on his powerful inspiration and familiar meditation to get rid of the influence of the "Midnight Psalm".

But he is still physically and mentally quiet, and it is difficult to generate other emotions.

Soon, Leonard stopped singing and smiled sideways:

"I am considering applying for a Fenetport, how can I sing without accompaniment?"

"Oh, joking, I heard that they are all asleep."

The dark-haired, poetic temperament of the night squad members took the step and walked to the front door of the kidnappers and hostages.

He suddenly swayed his shoulders, broke his fist, and slammed into the door lock.

Click!

The wood around the door lock is broken and the sound is very weak.

"This requires precise control." Leonard turned back and laughed as he reached into the hole and opened the door.

Klein, who has recovered to sober, is not as confident as he is. He puts his hand under his arm, pulls out the pistol, and adjusts the wheel to ensure that he can fire immediately.

As the door receded, he saw a man who was sleeping on the table and with his pistol at his feet, and saw a man who was confused and blinked and wanted to stand up.

Hey!

Leonard stepped closer and stunned the robber who was about to wake up.

Klein was planning to follow in, suddenly it was like what was sensed, violently turned over the body, facing the stairs.

哒, 哒, 哒, footsteps from bottom to top, gradually clear, a man wearing a brown jacket, no hat, holding a bag of bread, bypassing the corner of the stairs, heading for the third floor.

Suddenly, he paused and saw the shiny metal muzzle looking down on himself.

In his pupil, a young man wearing a half-height silk hat, wearing a black formal suit and a bow tie of the same color was shown, reflecting the other's cane leaning against the railing, reflecting the dangerous revolver.

"Stop all your movements, raise your hands, three or two..." Kline's tone was low and soothing.

He held the revolver in both hands and tried to use the opponent as a target for practice.

In a tight atmosphere, the man in a brown coat dropped the bag of bread and slowly raised his hands.

"Sir, have you misunderstood what?" He stared at Klein's finger on the trigger and squeezed a little smile.

Klein was temporarily unable to judge whether he was a kidnapped companion or a neighbor next door, but the surface did not reveal a little abnormality, Shen Sheng said:

"Don't try to struggle, wait for someone to identify if it is a misunderstanding."

At this time, Leonard, who handled the kidnappers in the house, came out and glanced at the man at the corner of the stairs and said leisurely:

“Is there a companion in the kidnapper who is responsible for receiving and buying food?”

Upon hearing this, the man in a brown coat twitched and suddenly kicked his foot and kicked the bag of bread falling in front of him, trying to block Klein's view.

Klein seemed to be unaffected, just like practice, calmly pulling the trigger.

boom!

The man’s left shoulder had a **** flower.

He took advantage of the trend and fled to the second floor, but Leonard reached out and supported the railing and jumped.

A groaning noise, Leonard descended from the sky and landed on the man.

The man was in a coma, Leonard patted the blood on his face and looked up at Klein. Hehe smiled:

"The shooting method is not bad."

What I thought was to hit his leg... Klein's mouth twitched invisibly, and the nose smelled a touch of blood.

He found that after taking the "Divination" potion, although his vision, hearing and touch were not improved, he could still "see" the things that were blocked, and still "listen" to see the weak footsteps, thus doing ahead of time. Make a judgment.

Is this a category of "inspiration"? Klein nodded thoughtfully, watching Leonard find a sharp dagger from the kidnapped companion and watching him "drag" the other into the room.

With a gun and a cane, Klein stepped into the house where the kidnappers were, and saw Elliot Wickrol awakened by gunshots, his body changing from curling to straightening, and slowly sitting up.

The original three kidnappers were tied by Leonard's ropes against Eliot, tied in a string, and thrown into the corner - the missing part, tearing their clothes instead.

The man who was shot in the shoulder was in a coma and was bandaged, but Leonard was too dirty to help him remove the bullet.

"You, are you?" Eliot saw the scene in front of him, and he stumbled in surprise.

"Yes, you guessed it right, very accurate." Leonard, who was half-squatting, replied casually.

I don’t think this guy is really a bit humorous... Klein dropped the revolver and looked at Eliot:

"We are the mercenaries your father asked, you can also call our security personnel."

"Call, really? Did I get saved?" Elliot asked with joy and dare not move.

It can be seen that within a few hours from being kidnapped to the present, he has suffered a lot, and he has not had the impulse to have his own age.

Leonard stood up and said to Klein:

"You go to the patrol police below and let them inform the tobacco dealer. I don't want to take the kids and the four guys out like a kidnapper."

Thinking about how to deal with the follow-up, Klein nodded his head, put away the revolver, carried a cane, and walked up the stairs.

When the first order went down, he vaguely felt that he had forgotten something, and heard Leonard say to Eliot:

"Don't be nervous, you will soon see your father, mother and old housekeeper engraving, or will we come to the Kunte card?"

......

Klein smiled and walked into the street outside. According to the directions of the passers-by, he found two patrolling policemen.

Instead of using the badges and documents of the Special Operations Department, he used the name of professional security personnel to tell the story.

As for the issue of armed, he is not worried at all, because he just got the "full-scale weapon use certificate" the day before yesterday - the application through the internal channel will be very fast.

The two policemen glanced at each other, and separated one person to inform the helper, to inform the Vickers, and the rest of the family returned to the room where the kidnappers were.

After waiting for more than forty minutes, the police did not notice the opportunity, Leonard made a color to Klein, let him slip out of the room with himself.

"Trust me, it is a waste of time to go to the police station. Let's leave first." The poet's temperamental night actor explained easily.

Klein held a high-top mentality in the sky, without refutation, followed.

After another five minutes, several fast-moving carriages rushed to the front of the building where the kidnappers were located. The old butler, accompanied by his obese owner, Vickroll, walked down.

Until this time, he was still in a mess, can't believe that the good news came so fast, it was like a dream.

Suddenly, he heard a slamming sound and shook his head and looked at it:

A two-wheeled carriage passed by, the window was wide open, and the dark-haired, green Leonard made another snap.

After crossing the carriage of the Vikrol family, Leonard closed the window, turned his body and looked at Klein.

He smiled and raised his right hand:

“Happy cooperation!”

We don't seem to be familiar... Kline's courtesy and the other side hit the palm.

He did not expect that the kidnapping case could be solved so quickly. He could only secretly feel that the extraordinary person is an extraordinary person. Even if he is a semi-hanger sequence 9, he can do a lot of incredible things.

"This is the movement of the nobility to express their celebrations after fencing." Leonard explained with a smile.

"I know." Klein has many aristocrats.

He looked out of the window and frowned slightly:

"Are we not confirming with Mr. Carrie? If he thinks it is Eliot, who is rescued by the police, our remuneration will be less than half."

Full 100 pounds!

As for the provision of the kidnappers, there will be no doubt as to the "meeting" just now.

"Don't care, money is not that important to our lives." Leonard smiled.

... for me, it is very important! Klein squeezed a polite smile:

“Many poets died prematurely because of poverty.”

Leonard laughed:

"I believe that Eliot will not lie on this matter. I can see that he still has innocence, but even if you get 200 pounds, you can't divide it."

"How much can I divide?" Klein asked immediately.

"According to the ever-unwritten rules, the rewards must be paid half to Mrs. Oliana. As the extra funds for the team, the rest are divided equally by the participating players. Unfortunately, you are not a full member, you can only get a percent. ten."

10 pounds? It’s not bad... Klein pretended that he didn’t feel bad, and asked instead:

"You don't worry about the abduction of the kidnappers, do you understand that you have been affected by extraordinary power?"

"They won't doubt, they just think that the weather is too good, too suitable for sleep, they can't help but fall down. They even believe that singing is only in dreams. This is what we have verified." De replied with confidence, "It is your hunting demon bullet, which makes people feel strange. Of course, a strange person who likes occult is a very reasonable explanation."

"Yeah." Klein put down his worry and only felt that he had forgotten it or ignored something.

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

Back to Zouteland Street, Klein did not wait for the engraving, walked to the Welch residence, changed the route home, and bought beef, cabbage and other materials for dinner.

It’s still a pleasant dinner. It’s just a leisurely chat with the three brothers and sisters, just a visitor who knocks at the door.

He is the staff who came to take away all the 1p of copper coins in the gas meter.

The night is getting darker, and the brothers and sisters are good nights, and they return to their rooms.

Klein slept soundly, and suddenly he was awakened by the sound of Sosso outside. He wondered to open the door and went outside the uninhabited bedroom.

Pushing open the mottled door, Klein saw a gray table.

A note was placed on the table, and the cover was made of cardboard and completely stained with black.

The inexplicable sense of familiarity emerged in my heart, and Klein walked over and opened the note.

The spread of the page depicts a pattern, which is the "fool" wearing gorgeous clothes and wearing a smashed headpiece!

Under the "fool", there is a line of Hermes:

"Everyone will die, including me."

Klein was shocked and suddenly found the "fool" mouth hooked up!

call!

He sat up in a hurry, saw the red moonlight through the curtains, saw the bookshelf and desk, saw the outline of his bedroom, and found himself a nightmare.

As a "divinationist", he understands that dreams always reveal something, so he carefully recollects it.

In retrospect, Klein froze because he knows what to ignore today!

Immersed in Leonard's humming, I was invisible, indifferent, and gazing from behind.

This kind of gaze is different from the experience of normal meditation and the use of Vision, giving yourself a feeling of deja vu!

According to Captain Dunn, once a similar feeling occurs, it often means...

Klein sat up straight and confirmed the feeling:

Yes, it is, that note! The notes of the Antignus family!