Chapter 149

Klein glanced at the serious and serious Dunn Smith, and suddenly smiled and said:

"Captain, I figured out something yesterday."

"What's the matter?" Dunn repeated the question just now, leaned back slightly on the back of the chair, and loosened his clasped hands.

Klein recalled the previously typed manuscript and said:

"I'm summarizing my previous experience. I think the name of the potion itself contains a whole series of rules that help us master the potion and avoid negative effects. When we follow this set of rules to deal with things , seems to have become a person of the corresponding profession."

"Similarly, these rules are implied. No one will tell you directly. You can only summarize them bit by bit from the corresponding occupations, and then make corrections based on different effect feedback."

"So, when I became a real fortune-teller in the fortune-telling club and had my own 'Seer's Rules', the ravings and hallucinations that bothered me disappeared."

"That's what I want to understand."

After saying these words, Klein secretly let out a sigh of relief. Except for not directly pointing to "acting", he said everything that should be said.

Hey, I just hope that the captain doesn’t say that I have such a clear idea when the church sends people to ask, that will attract more attention to me... plus the "Seer" approach and the Antigonus family At that time, there may be a lot of trouble... However, the captain is also a person who has seen many storms and has rich experience and wisdom. Once he understands the "acting method", he will definitely notice that the church is responding. Concealment of the problem, knowing what to say and what not to say... Klein's mind was full of thoughts, and he was a little confused.

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

If the captain still hasn't understood the "acting method" like this, or hasn't noticed the church's concealment, then I will wake him up directly before submitting the special application!

Um,

When the time comes, make a test first, and make sure your tone...

Dunn quietly listened to Klein's description, his gray eyes became darker.

He was silent for ten seconds, reached out and rubbed his forehead, then picked up the pipe and took a breath.

After sniffing, he seemed to have forgotten the rules of the Nighthawks, and casually took out the matchbox.

The bluish-white smoke rose slowly, and Dunn half-closed his eyes, as if he was tasting tobacco.

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

"Sorry, forgot you don't smoke."

"Smoking is harmful to your health." Klein replied solemnly.

Dunn held the pipe, thought for a while and said:

"I also seem to understand something."

No, captain, you don't understand anything! Anyway, don't often wander into my dreams! Klein didn't ask a question, but only outlined a gentle smile.

"Perhaps, it won't take long for you to submit a special application..." Dunn took a deep breath of the tobacco flavor mixed with mint, and said half jokingly and half sighing.

How about tomorrow? Klein answered in his heart, took out his pocket watch, checked the time and said:

"Captain, I have to go find Old Neil. Today's mysticism class is about to start."

"Okay." Dunn held a pipe and watched Klein go out.

After closing the door of the captain's office, Klein walked towards the stairs leading to the ground in a good mood. When he passed by the civilian staff office, he saw two strangers inside, a man and a woman.

A new civil servant... Klein nodded thoughtfully, and added in his heart:

"In two days, within this week, submit a special application to the captain!"

Then pass a series of tests and become the "clown" of Sequence 8!

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In the gloomy and quiet underground passage, Klein turned to the weapon arsenal, and pushed open the half-hidden door of the guard room.

"What happened to you?" He was shocked when he saw Old Neil's appearance.

Old Neil was depressed, his face was pale, he kept yawning and said:

"I've been a little constipated lately. I tried a ritual magic to solve this problem last night. As a result, I didn't sleep well all night. I kept running to the bathroom. Later, I almost fell asleep on the toilet."

Well, the constipation problem has been resolved... Seeing that it's not a big problem, Klein suddenly wanted to laugh.

But he restrained himself and asked instead:

"Is it better now?"

At the same time, he tapped his left teeth twice in concern, and observed Old Neil's healthy aura with "Spiritual Vision".

The yellow color of the digestive system and the orange color of the excretion and detoxification site are a bit dim and mottled, but fortunately, within a reasonable range... Klein secretly heaved a sigh of relief.

"It's okay, I asked Frye for some antidiarrheal medicine." Old Neil yawned like a smoker, "Today's occult course is self-study, anyway, it's only the last two or three days. "

"Okay." Klein said politely, "Or I'm here to guard the arsenal, and I'm studying occult courses by myself, and you go to the lounge to catch up on sleep?"

Old Neil straightened his back in an instant, and replied with piercing eyes:

"Little Moretti, you really are a conscientious person second only to Frye among the Nighthawks!"

"I leave the arsenal to you!"

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

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In the morning, the Blackthorn Security Company took an extra business order and escorted a wealthy businessman to the pier to trade with people. Leonard and Kenli completed it easily and earned a lot of extra money, which made Klein quite envious.

But he still went deep into the mystery step by step, practicing marksmanship, and was "tortured" like crazy by Mr. Gao Wen who didn't know what stimulated him.

Huh, huh...Klein opened his mouth, panting heavily, and it took him a long time to recover the ability to take a shower and change clothes.

After leaving Gao Wen's house, he continued to be busy, spending 2 solis to hire a rented carriage, passing by the remaining ten houses with red chimneys one by one.

When the last dark red chimney moved away from his sight, Klein's expression became very solemn.

"The 'red chimney' houses I saw in the divination are not among the ones that have recently changed their tenants... In this way, things will be troublesome. There are 1,600 to 700 houses, and I don't know when the inspection will be completed... Hey, In this matter, I can't ask others to help, after all, only when I face the target can I have that kind of spiritual familiarity..."

"Don't be discouraged, don't give up, as long as you have time, go to the investigation, strive for three months, no, find the target within two months! Maybe the ones I investigate tomorrow and the day after tomorrow include the target?"

"Well, go back and sort out the information, and plan the daily investigation route according to the far and near areas!"

Klein encouraged himself and let the depressed emotions go away.

Having made up his mind, he was about to order the coachman to turn to Narcissus Street, when he suddenly found that this place was very close to Teacher Azik's residence.

"Before Mr. Ards went on a trip, he wrote to me and told me that he would be back this week, but he didn't mention the exact date. He happened to stop by to have a look and leave a note for him, um, a rental carriage for 2 soli 1 hour, it's almost time now, we will end at Mr. Azik's house, and then change to a public carriage..." Klein quickly made a decision.

Four minutes later, he got out of the carriage and came outside Azik's house.

The grade here is obviously better than that of Daffodil Street, but not as good as that of Howers Street. There are lawns in front of the houses and small gardens behind them.

Ding! Ding! Ding!

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

After waiting for a while, he heard footsteps coming from inside, and then saw the door being opened.

Azik with soft facial features and bronze complexion appeared in front of Klein's eyes. Because at home, he was only casually wearing a white shirt, brown vest, and brown trousers.

"Klein? I was just about to write to you." Ards greeted enthusiastically, "I just got home last night."

Klein took a deep look at the tiny black mole under his right ear and said:

"Mr. Ards, I found a clue to your past."

"Really?" Azik's expression suddenly became agitated, and his eyes that were full of vicissitudes lost their indifference.

"Let's go in and talk." Klein glanced left and right.

Azik nodded quickly, stepped aside, and let the guests enter.

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

"What clue did you find?" He asked impatiently.

Klein didn't expect to meet Mr. Ards today, so he organized his words and said:

"I recently accepted a commission to go to the abandoned castle outside the small town of Ramud to get rid of a resentful soul."

"Ramud..." Azik repeated the name in a low voice, frowning a little.

Klein looked at the other person's expression, and said slowly:

"During the process of removing resentful souls, we discovered something, so we went to the town to do an in-depth investigation..."

"A townsman claimed to have a portrait of the first Baron Ramud, and tried to sell it to me. I looked at this oil painting curiously, and found that the person on the portrait, except for his shape, had very similar facial features to Mr. Azik. Even The mole under the ear has the same location and the same size."

"Under my interrogation, the townsman confessed that the oil painting was made more than 40 years ago, but the object of the imitation did come from the abandoned castle, and it was indeed an ancient portrait painting dug out there."

"You know, people with unique abilities like us all have the skill of identifying lies initially, and this skill tells me that the townsman is not lying."

After listening, Azik leaned forward and clasped his hands. He didn't speak for a long time, and kept silent all the time.

After five or six minutes, he exhaled and said:

"Your description didn't remind me of anything more. Maybe, maybe I have to go and see the abandoned castle myself."

"Can you take me there?"

"It's my honor." Klein replied preparedly, "But I need to go home so that my brother and sister won't worry."

"No problem." Ards stood up.

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