Part 1 The Joker Chapter 149 The Revealing Pavement
Klein looked at the serious and solemn Dunn Smith and suddenly broke into a smile and said:
”Captain, I figured out something yesterday.”
”What thing?” Dunn repeated the question he had just asked, leaning back slightly against the back of his chair, his clasped hands loosening.
Klein recalled the ventriloquism he’d typed earlier:
”I was summarizing my previous experience, and I think that the very name of the potion contains a whole set of a series of rules, rules that help us master the potion and avoid the negative effects, and when we follow that set of rules to deal with things, it seems that we become people of the appropriate profession.”
”Again, these rules are implicit, no one tells you directly, they can only be summarized bit by bit from the corresponding profession, and then corrected according to the feedback of different effects.”
”So, when I became a true Diviner at the Divination Club, with my own ‘Diviner’s Code’, the ravings and visions that plagued me disappeared.”
”That’s what I figured out.”
After saying these words, Klein secretly exhaled, he had said everything he needed to say except for not directly pointing out “play”.
Ai, just hope that the captain will not be in the church to send people to ask, said I already have such a clear idea, that will make me get more attention …… plus the “Diviner” way and the Antigonus family factors, at that time, there may be a small trouble Trouble …… However, the captain is also a person who has seen many storms and waves, has a lot of experience and not low wisdom, once he understands the “play law”, he will surely notice the church’s concealment in the corresponding issues, and know what he should say and what he should not say! …… Klein’s mind was in a whirlwind of thoughts, slightly confused.
However, he quickly made up his mind and had a plan:
If the captain is still not able to understand the “play law”, or not aware of the church’s concealment, then I will directly wake him up before submitting a special application!
Well, I’ll do a test run first to make sure I’m right. ……
Dunn quietly listened to Klein’s description, and his gray eyes became even more dark.
He was silent for a dozen seconds or so, reached up and rubbed the corner of his forehead, then picked up his pipe and took a sniff.
After sniffing, as if he had forgotten the rules of the Night Watchman Squad, he casually pulled out a matchbox.
Greenish-white smoke rose, and Dunn half-closed his eyes as if savoring the tobacco.
After another moment, he opened his eyes and grinned at Klein:
”Sorry, forgot you don’t smoke.”
”Smoking is bad for your health.” Klein replied in a serious voice.
Dunn reached for his pipe and thought for a moment:
”I seem to understand something as well.”
No, Captain, you don’t understand anything! Anyway, don’t wander into my dreams too often! Klein didn’t open his mouth to ask a rhetorical question, only sketched a gentle smile.
”Perhaps it won’t take you long to come in and submit your special application ……,” Dunn said, half-jokingly, half-sighing, as he took a deep breath of the mint-laced tobacco flavor.
Would tomorrow be okay? Klein replied mentally, pulling out his pocket watch and checking the time saying:
”Captain, I’ve got to go find old Neil, the occult class is starting today.”
”Good.” Dunn took his pipe and kept watching Klein go out the door.
Closing the door to the captain’s office, Klein walked moodily toward the steps leading down to the underground, and as he passed the clerical staff’s office, he saw two strangers, a man and a woman, inside.
The new civilian staff …… Klein nodded thoughtfully and added mentally:
”Two more days, within the week, and submit a special application to the captain!”
And then through a series of examinations, to become the “clown” of the sequence 8!
……
In the dark and quiet underground passage, Klein turned towards the weapons storehouse and pushed open the hidden door of the guard room.
”What happened to you?” He was startled at the sight of Old Neil.
Old Neil was depressed, green and white, and yawned continuously:
”I’ve been a bit constipated lately, and last night I tried a ritual magic that solved my problem in this area, and as a result, as a result, I didn’t sleep well the whole night, and kept running to the lavatory, and by the end of the night, I almost fell asleep on the toilet.”
Well, the constipation problem got solved …… Seeing that it wasn’t a big problem, Klein instantly wanted to laugh a little.
But he restrained himself and turned to ask:
”Better now?”
At the same time, he let his left tooth knock twice with concern, and used his “spiritual vision” to observe the old Neil’s health aura.
The yellow color of the digestive system, the orange color of the location of excretion and detoxification, a little dull and mottled, but fortunately, within a reasonable range …… Klein secretly sighed with relief.
”It’s okay, I asked Fry for some anti-diarrhea potion.” Old Neil yawned like a smoker and said, “You’re on your own for today’s occult course, it’s only the last two or three days of content anyway.”
”Okay.” Klein said politely, “Or maybe I’ll watch the armory here and self-study the occult course while you go to the common room to catch up on your sleep?”
The elder Neil instantly popped his back straight and replied with a gleam in his eye:
”Little Moretti, you really are second only to Frye within the Night Watchers in having a conscience!”
”The arsenal is yours!”
He grabbed the blanket spread across his lap and stormed out of the watchroom in a whirlwind, leaving Klein alone and fuming.
……
In the morning, Blackthorn Security Company took on an extra business, escorting a rich merchant to the docks to trade with someone, Leonard, Kornleigh accomplished it easily and earned a lot of extra money, making Klein quite envious.
And he is still routine deep mystery, practicing marksmanship, by do not know what stimulation Gao Wen teacher crazy “torture”.
Hoo, hoo …… Klein opened his mouth, panting heavily, and it took him half a day to regain the ability to take a shower and change his clothes.
After leaving Gowen’s house, he continued to be busy, spending 2 Sule to hire a hired carriage, passing by the remaining ten houses with red chimneys in turn.
As the last dark red chimney moved away from his sight, Klein’s expression became very grave.
”The ‘red chimney’ houses I saw in my divination are not among those that have recently changed tenants …… This makes things troublesome, sixteen or seven hundred houses, I don’t know when I can finish lining them up! …… Hey, this matter, and can not find others to help, after all, only I face the target, have that kind of spiritual familiarity ……”
”Can’t be discouraged, can’t give up, as long as there is free time, go to line up, strive for three months, no, two months to find the target! Maybe the ones I’m lining up tomorrow and the day after tomorrow will contain the target?”
”Well, go back and organize the information, and plan the route for each day’s canvassing after that based on the near and far areas!”
Klein encouraged himself to keep the frustration away.
With the decision made he was about to order the coachman to turn towards Daffodil Street when he suddenly realized its proximity to Instructor Azik’s residence.
”Before Mr. Azik went on his tour, he wrote to tell me that he’d be back this week, but didn’t mention exactly what day, so it’s just as well to stop by and see him, leave him a note, well, the hired carriage is 2 soules an hour, it’s almost time now, so we’ll end at Mr. Azik’s house, and change to the public carriage after that… … “Crane made a quick decision.
After four minutes, he stepped out of the carriage and arrived outside the Aztec’s house.
It was significantly better than Daffodil Street, but not as good as the Howells neighborhood, with a lawn in front of the house and a small garden attached to the back.
Ding! Ding! DING!
Klein pulled the cord at the door and rang the bell inside the house.
Waiting a few moments, he heard footsteps coming from within, and then saw the door opened.
The soft-featured, bronzed-complexioned Azk appeared before Klein’s eyes, casually dressed only in a white shirt, brown vest, and brown pants because he was at home.
”Klein? I was just about to write to you.” Azik greeted warmly, “I just got home last night.”
Klein looked deeply at the tiny black mole just below his right ear and said:
”Mr. Azik, I found a clue to your past.”
”Really?” Azuk’s expression became excited all of a sudden, and his eyes, which carried the meaning of vicissitudes, lost their lightness.
”Let’s, go inside and talk.” Klein glanced around.
Azik nodded quickly and moved out of the way, allowing his guest to enter.
He locked the door and guided Klein to the sitting room on the first floor, sitting down on the soft couch.
”What did you find out?” He asked impatiently.
Klein, not expecting to meet Mr. Aztec today, organized his words:
”I was recently commissioned to get rid of a disgruntled spirit at the old abandoned castle outside of the town of Ramde.”
”Ramdeh ……,” Azik repeated the name in a low voice, his brow furrowing a little.
Klein watched the other man’s expression and slowed his speech:
”In the process of removing the disgruntled souls, we discovered a few things and went to the town to do a deeper investigation ……”
”A townspeople claimed to have the portrait of the first Baron Ramdez and tried to sell it to me, I curiously viewed the painting and found that the person on the portrait, except for his hairstyle, his facial features were very much like you, Mr. Aztec, even the black mole below his ear had the same location and the same size.”
”That townsman, under my interrogation, confided that the oil painting was more than forty years old, but that the imitation did come from the abandoned old castle, and was indeed an old portrait painting dug up there.”
”As you know, those of us with unique abilities possess the skill to initially identify lies, and that skill tells me that the townsman was not lying.”
Azk leaned forward to listen, crossed his arms, and did not speak for several moments, remaining in a speechless silence.
After five or six minutes, he exhaled:
”Your description doesn’t bring back any more memories, perhaps, perhaps I’ll have to see the old abandoned castle for myself.”
”Will you take me there?”
”It would be my honor.” Klein replied, prepared, “But I need to make a trip home before my brother and sister worry.”
”No problem.” Azik bristled and stood up.