Lord of the Mysteries

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After pouring the coffee, I went back to the weapons storehouse and got the thick stack of historical materials and drafts of the explanations organized by Old Neil. Klein walked along the gas lamps on the wall and turned to the stairs leading to the Black Thorns Security Company.

Hey, hey, hey, the footsteps echoed in the sealed and empty ground.

Klein walked through the spiral staircase, pushed open the door, recognized it slightly, and went straight to the second office opposite.

After 2 days of familiarization, he has roughly figured out the layout of Black Thorns Security Company:

just entered is a spacious reception hall with a set of sofas and tables and chairs. It is the inner area through the partition. The three rooms on the left side of the corridor are the accounting room belonging to Mrs. Oriana from the near and far. There are several similar sofas. The rest room of the bed, the stairs leading to the ground.

The three rooms on the right from the near and far are Captain Dunn Smith’s office, a clerical office equipped with a typewriter, and a recreation room for regular members of the Night Watcher team.

Klein had seen Leonard Mitchell playing cards with two other team members in the recovery room. He guessed it was the fight of the landlord. Of course, Great Emperor Russell had renamed it and called it “fight the evil”, which only play style and Klein knew. There is no difference.

After the Bright Night Watcher, there will be a day of sleep supplement benefits. Roseanne stays at the reception desk. Cesar Francis, who is responsible for purchasing, claiming supplies and part-time carriage husband, goes out as always. When Klein pushed the door of the civilian office, 3 All the tables are empty, and the purely mechanical typewriter sits quietly.

“Adkerson Corporation’s 1346 typewriter…” Klein whispered something like the item in the mentor’s office and Welch’s house, only to see that the looming complex control system is full of mechanical beauty.

He went to the desk with the typewriter and sat down for a while, trying to type virtual.

In the beginning, he always instinctively processed into pinyin. When he was familiar, he “digested” the corresponding memory fragments of original self and no longer made mistakes.

Da da da!

The rhythmical keyboard percussion sounds like a song from metal and industrial rigid music. With this melody, Klein quickly got the documents for applying for funds.

But instead of rushing to Dunn Smith, he calmed down and carefully read the historical data provided by Old Neil, both for review and study.

Near noon, he moved his neck and put away the information. According to the draft of the “mysticism course”, he reconciled the content of the morning study.

It was not until this time that he took the “application” and went to the office next door, gently ringing the door.

Dunn is waiting for the delivery of lunch. After seeing the documents that Klein handed over, the corners of his mouth are slightly upturned:

“What did Old Neil teach you?”

“En.” Klein didn’t hesitate for a minute to betray Old Neil.

Dunn picked up the dark red pen and brushed it and said:

“Just to apply for July, August and September funds to the Church and County Police Department. I will include you and wait for the approval to find Mrs. Oriana to get it. The spiritual pendulum can get it in the afternoon.”

“Okay.” Klein replied concisely and forcefully.

His tone and gaze have been marked with a lot of joy.

Before he left, he asked casually:

“Isn’t the application for July, August, and September completed in June?”

How can you apply for July funding in July?

Dunn was silent for a few seconds and took a sip of the coffee cup and said:

“There were 6 cases in a row in June, and I was too busy. Some things were too busy to be forgotten.”

It’s a captain with a poor memory … Klein knew that he had asked a question he shouldn’t ask, he laughed twice and hurried out.

In this way, he began a simple and regular life, half an hour of meditation in the morning, 2 hours of mysticism in the morning, one and a half hours of historical data, and after lunch, take a nap in the rest room to restore energy.

Then, pick up the bullets, go to the “Shooting Club” exercise, practice, then take a walk to the Welch residence, change the route, and walk back to Iron Cross Street. This will save you a public carriage fee. If you have spare time, Skilled in skills such as spirit vision and spiritual pendulum, and buy a dish by the way.

…………

A fully equipped private chemical laboratory with an instrument and an item.

The tall, blonde-haired and compliant Audrey stared at the cup in his hand and saw numerous bubbles popping out, making the atmosphere quiet.

Eventually, the liquid in the cup settled to a thick silver white.

“Haha, I really have mysticism’s innate talent, and I succeeded once! I was worried about failure before, and prepared 2 full materials!” The girl said to herself with joy.

She collected all the remaining materials exchanged with others from the family treasure, took a deep breath, prepared to close her eyes, and drank the cup of Audience magical medicine.

Just then, the voice of “woof woof woof” came from outside the lab, and Audrey frowned.

She put the silvery liquid swaying cup into the dark corner, turned her body and walked to the door.

“Susie, who is here?” Audrey twisted the handle and asked the golden retriever dog sitting at the door.

Susie, the golden-haired big dog, swayed his tail and looked good. The close-fitting agent, Annie, appeared in the nearby corridor.

Audrey walked out of the lab and pulled the door open, looking at towards Annie:

“Don’t you say that? Don’t bother me when I do a chemical experiment.”

Annie replied distressedly:

“There may be an invitation from the Duchess, Mrs. Tella.”

“Mrs. Duke of Negan?” Audrey walked a few steps, near Annie.

“Yes, she invited the court baker Lady Quei and invited her wife to have an afternoon tea.” Annie said the contents of the invitation.

Audrey sneaked into the gangsters invisibly:

“Tell me mother, say that I am dizzy, maybe the sun is too strong, a little dehydrated, please ask her to say sorry to Mrs. Tella.”

While speaking, she made a weak look.

“Young Lady, this is not just afternoon tea, but also a literary salon.” Annie added.

“But this does not cure my dizziness, I need to rest.” Audrey refused firmly.

At the same time, she silently recited in her heart: If I persist, then I will faint to show you, etiquette Teacher said that this action is perfect… I seem to hear something?

“Okay,” Annie sighed. “Do you need me to help you back to the room?”

“No, I will clean up the lab first.” Audrey can’t wait to return immediately, taking magical medicine.

But she still held her temper and watched Annie go away before she returned to the lab door.

Suddenly, she found that the golden-haired big dog Susie, who should have been outside, was gone, and the lab door was half open.

“I forgot that Susie would open the door with a handle… What sound? Not good!” Audrey heard the crisp movement inside, and suddenly there was a association that rushed into the lab.

She was in sight, the cup that broke on the ground, the last drop of silvery liquid that the golden-haired big dog Susie smashed.

Audrey was stupid at the door, like a statue.

Susie, the golden retriever, sat immediately, looked at the owner with innocent eyes, and waved his tail.

…………

The offshore location of Pritz Harbor, an island always shrouded in storms, an ancient sailboat stopped at the port.

Argel Wilson, a man with a soft yellow haired and wearing a lightning patterned robe looks at opposite, said very puzzledly:

“Argel, you can go back to the kingdom and become a captain of the Justice Enforcer team or a decent bishop. Why choose to go to the sea and choose to be the captain of ‘Serene Blue Avenger’?”

Argel’s rugged and deep face has no additional expressions, solemnly replied:

“The sea is part of the storms, this is the Lord’s country, I want to follow the Lord’s will, to patrol the kingdom for him.”

“Okay.” Yellow haired man holds the boxing chest, “may the Storms be with you.”

“may the Storms be with you.” Argel returned to the standard etiquette.

He stood on the deck of a few crew members, and the looks at his companion left the Ghost Ship and went further and further.

“Sains, you don’t understand because you don’t know enough…” Argel silently whispered.

At the same time, Audrey completed the second modulation with fear.

Look at the silver white magical medicine that is no different from before. She almost moved her tears.

Huh, she drank Audience magical medicine quickly and quickly.

…………

On Monday, a heavy rain hit Thengen, and the raindrops of oh la la knocked all the windows.

Inside the Black Thorns Security Company, Klein, Roseanne and Bright sit on the sofa in the reception hall and enjoy lunch on the table.

Because there is only a water-fired stove here, and there is no way to heat leftovers, Klein is also impossible to eat black bread every day, or go back by public carriage-then he has to consider returning by car from Iron Cross Street to Welch ’s residence in the afternoon. A waste of money, so I had to follow Roseanne and colleagues to eat the so-called “office meals.”

——A nearby waiter will send a waiter at 12:3 every day to ask how many people need lunch. After confirming the number of copies, they will send them at 1:1 at noon, using utensils similar to lunch boxes Put it on at 1pm and ask if you want to order dinner and collect tableware.

This kind of “meal” has meat, vegetables, and bread. Although the portion is not very much, it can barely feed a person. A meal ranges from 7 pence to 10 pence and has different levels.

Klein is cheeky, choosing 7 pennies each time, usually half a pound of oat bread, a small piece of meat with different practices, a spoonful of vegetable puree, and a little cream, or butter.

“Today there is only a person Night Watcher …” Roseanne used a spoon to bring the thick soup into the mouth.

“I heard it was a case from the Golden Parasol District with elements of cult, so the police section invited two Night Watchers to go …” Bright put down bread.

Klein licked the last gravy with the remaining oat bread, stuffed it in the mouth, and did not speak.

In his left hand cuff, there was a silver chain hanging from a citrine.

Just then, the slamming of dong dong dong came from the half-covered door.

“… Please come in.” Roseanne froze for a moment, put the spoon in, quickly wiped her mouth with a handkerchief, and stood up.

The door was pushed open, and a man wearing a half-height top hat, black dressed in the left shoulder position was wet.

His horns are white, and the umbrellas that are carried away are looked at towards Klein and the others.

“Here is the former mercenary squad?”

“You can say that.” Roseanne replied familiarly.

The tall, thin man coughed a channel:

“I have a mission that I want to commission.”