Old Neil rubbed his temples and said:

"The reason why you committed suicide is probably clear, and the notebook is in the hands of Rare Bieber, and the matter has been exposed, whether you live or die, it is difficult to affect the subsequent development, I think, I think, the strange existence or mysterious force that caused all this will not pay special attention to you anymore, just like you don't care about the ants on the ground, hehe, as long as you don't try to make 'Him' remember you. ”

"And the news that we want Rare Bieber will soon reach the Esoteric Order, and they should be able to guess that it is related to the whereabouts of the Antigonus family notes, and believe me, these secret organizations that have survived for thousands of years must have all kinds of information channels, so their focus will turn to the whereabouts of Riel Bieber, trying to find the notes before we do, and they will not and will not be able to harass you, stalk you, and deal with you again. ”

"Young people, congratulations, you have shaken off the shadow of the past and are about to embark on a new journey full of sunshine. ”

Crane nodded frequently when he heard this, and said with joy and relaxation:

"Hopefully. ”

The haze that has been hanging over his head since he crossed over here seems to be about to dissipate......

Frankly, though, Klein was still a little apprehensive, because he seemed to have some degree of bond with the notebook, so much so that when doing normal hostage rescue missions, he would find traces of remnants by unusual coincidence.

He was so afraid that one day, the postman would suddenly deliver a package, and when he opened it, he would find that it was the Antigonus family notebook!

Hopefully everything will turn out as Neil Sr. described...... He prayed silently.

When Old Neil heard his answer, he immediately sneered:

"You don't seem to be a devout believer in the goddess, at this time, shouldn't you draw a red moon on your chest and say, 'May the goddess bless us'?"

"Mr. Neil, you don't seem to be either, true believers don't say, 'Welcome to a new journey full of sunshine'. After this period of "occult lessons", Klein and Old Neil developed a good friendship, so he unceremoniously sarcastically returned.

The two glanced at each other, laughed a few times in tacit understanding, and tapped four times on their chests almost at the same time:

"Praise be to the Goddess!"

At this moment, the sound of paddles, marbles, etc. turning, and the door of the Black Thorn Security Company was opened.

Mrs. Oriana, who was graceful and urbane, wore her fashionable curly hair up and walked into the reception hall with a light green skirt.

"Good morning, Mr. Neil, good morning, Klein. She greeted with a smile in her hand, holding a bag made of calfskin, "Today is another sunny day, a good day." ”

"Good morning, Oriana, you are still as beautiful as you were for more than ten years. Old Neil replied with a smile.

Orianna's eyes widened, and she said with a straight face:

"Mr. Neil, your compliments are still as infuriating as they have been for more than a decade. ”

She has been accented on these words for more than ten years.

"Really?" said old Neil looked at Klein in bewilderment, his face full of doubt.

Don't mention anything that reminds a lady of her age...... As a keyboard powerhouse who knew a little bit about everything, Klein instantly understood what Mrs. Oriana cared about, and said with a chuckle:

"Good morning, Mrs. Oriana, you are so beautiful every day. ”

"Thank you, our outstanding Hoy graduates. Oriana smiled lightly, and then said, "The old butler has already paid for the entrusted task, according to the captain's rules, half of it is additional funds, and half is for you and Leonard, and you are not an official team member, you can only get ten percent of that half, and you can sign it later." ”

"How much did he pay?" Klein asked, happy and distressed.

"Two hundred pounds, that's what he said at the time, Lord, the storm is above, I can't imagine, I can't believe it, it's settled! It's no more difficult than a dream! Why is your security company not famous? It's a shame for the whole industry!" Mrs. Orianna mimicked the old butler's slightly southern accent.

Klein thought seriously for a few seconds and said humorously:

"It's not really fair to the kidnappers. ”

The two extraordinary people quickly solved the problem in what can be described as relaxed and pleasant...... It's like an armed adult bullying a couple of little kids......

"They are so unlucky, they must have lost the protection of the gods. Oriana chuckled, "I told the old butler that we were lucky enough to have an informant who saw the kidnappers enter the hiding place with the children, so don't expect too much from us, we're really just a very ordinary security company." ”

Generally speaking, the more emphasis is placed on the ordinary, the less ordinary it is...... Crane smirked and watched Mrs. Oriana enter the accounting room through the partition.

Old Neil tapped his lips beside him, and said with a hint of envy:

"You're such a lucky fellow that you've only been with us for a long time before you come across a commission worth £200. ”

"Is this rare?" Klein asked in confusion.

He was either studying history and mystery, or wandering out and looking for clues with inspiration.

"According to Orianna's statistics, we don't necessarily get a single order a week, and most of them are worth less than £20. Old Neil replied with a sigh as he rubbed the white crystal pendant on his wrist.

Then, he looked at Klein with implicit expectation:

"If you come across a similar commission in the future, please be sure to let me know. ”

Listening to Old Neil's words, Klein suddenly had a strange feeling, so he asked directly:

"Mr. Neil, you seem to be short of money, how much do you get paid each week, and if it's not convenient to say, please ignore my question. ”

Old Neil leaned back against the back of the sofa and laughed:

"It's not something to be hidden, I've been here for many years and currently receive a salary of £12 a week from the church and from the police. ”

"£12 a week?" Klein blurted out in amazement.

The weekly salary is 12 pounds, 52 weeks a year, which is almost 600 pounds a year!

When I read the Tingen Morning Post and the Honest Guy before, they both introduced senior barristers who only had 800 to 1,000 pounds a year, which is a senior barrister!

And the manager of Benson's import and export company has a weekly salary of only 6 pounds, which is already quite a decent person.

"Yes, that's a good salary, and we don't have to pay income tax. Old Neil added with a smile.

Klein heard his brother Benson mention that if the weekly salary reaches more than 1 pound, he needs to pay Class E tax, that is, the income tax on the salaries of government and company employees, 3 percent of the 1 pound to 2 pounds, 5 percent to 5 pounds, 5 to 10 pounds 10 percent, 10 to 20 pounds 15 percent, and 20 pounds and more than 20 pounds.

In addition to this, he had seen in the newspaper that there were four other types of income tax, Category A was a tax on the profits from land, housing and other physical appreciation, including land rent and rent, Category B was income tax on agricultural income, Category C was a tax on profits from bonds, funds and stocks, and Category D was income tax on business, finance and professional industries.

"A commendable point. Crane echoed Neal Sr.

"Still. Old Neil shook his head, "For extraordinary people like us who need to explore the secrets often, practice often, and try rituals, the salary is always not enough. ”

"Aren't all materials available for collection?" Klein asked in surprise.

Old Neil sneered:

"That's a limit, and sometimes, you have to give a good enough reason. If you want to practice and try more in the mysterious realm, you can only spend your own money to buy materials, which can be bought internally or go to some underground trading markets. ”

Klein's spirits were lifted, and he immediately asked:

"There are underground markets for extraordinary materials? I thought, I thought the church would not allow them to exist. ”

I lack enough access to materials!

There is a prototype of a hidden organization behind him, so he can't solve everything within the night watchman, right?

"This kind of thing can't be controlled at all, well, in the occult point of view, all things are animist, all things are of the same origin, and the materials we use are not only from otherworldly species, but also from normal animals, plants and minerals, such as the poison violet, golden mint and night vanilla in your bottle of 'soothsayer' potion, which can often be encountered in daily life, they may not have extraordinary properties, but they all have their own characteristics, and after blending and fusion, they can achieve certain effects, so this is not a trade that the church can prohibit if it wants to. Old Neil explained in detail.

Without waiting for Klein to speak, he continued:

"Moreover, transcendent species are not only useful in the core, just like the Rava octopus, in addition to blood, its eyeballs, its epidermis, and its tentacles, are all good materials, unless the church uses all its own people to catch them, otherwise it will be a very big economic burden to completely hoard and control the outflow, the more low-level extraordinary materials, the more so, we can only try to let the more special ones not circulate. ”

Old Neil suddenly laughed, "Another important reason is that the underground market we know is better than what we don't, and this is a good strategy if the covert organization is not completely eliminated, and it can also help us obtain materials that are in short supply." Of course, after such a market exists, there will definitely be contraband, as long as it is not too exaggerated or too dangerous, we all pretend not to see it, and at most use them to enrich our treasure trove. ”

"And how many churches are holding each other back and can't use too drastic measures, right?" Klein speculated.

Old Neil let out an "um" and didn't make a specific expansion.

"I'm a 'soothsayer', and I'm sure I'm going to need more practice and more materials in the future, Mr. Neil, can you take me to those underground markets to have a look?" Crane pleaded with a valid reason.

Old Neil showed a look of embarrassment:

"In fact, most of the guys who are active in those places are not extraordinary, there are aristocrats who like mysteries, and there are rich people who yearn for this area...... Uh, well, I've got a £30 bill coming due and I'm not in a position to go over for the time being. ”

"Okay......" Klein didn't think it was because of the unpaid money.

After a while, he pondered and spoke:

"Mr. Neil, do you need to borrow money? I have been paid 10 pounds. ”

"Haha, no, I have a way to fix it. Old Neil patted the couch and stood up slowly, "Hey, old age is really the most invulnerable enemy of living beings, last night's duty made me very tired, well, this morning you review the previous lessons by yourself, read more literature, and wait until tomorrow, I will start teaching you the basics of ritual magic." ”

"Okay. Klein got up and took off his hat to say goodbye.

In the afternoon, seeing that Captain Dunn had not returned, Crane pretended that he was still looking for the notebook and wandered the street again.

With a reward of 10 pounds, he no longer needs to wait for the allocation of funds, and can go directly to the divination club!

The whispers and visions that appear from time to time in meditation and vision make him eager to start "playing".

PS: It's Monday again, and there is a shift at 12 o'clock tonight