After the gloom from Antigonus' family notes cleared, the nightwatchman's day-to-day work was relatively easy for Crane.

He probably doesn't have a mission a week.

So Klein followed his own plan, studying the occult in the morning and reading through various historical materials. In the process, he was able to occasionally find some information about the Aurora Society in his materials.

However, after he learned that Mr. Fate was also a night watchman, he became less interested in these things. After all, if you can find it, Mr. Destiny must have known it for a long time.

He hadn't forgotten Captain Dunn's commission, so he had passed by the door of Mr. Fate's office several times to see if he needed help, as he refilled the thermos and carried the tea bags.

The door to Mr. Fate's office was ajar. The first time Klein passed by, he was seen leaning back in his chair spinning a pencil. The second time he passed by, he was standing in front of the window with his hands behind his back, looking at the scenery outside the street. By the third time, Crane finally saw Mr. Destiny back at his desk, his hands folded over his chest, asleep.

This...... Captain Dunn said assistance, the package does not include waking him up?

The question didn't bother Klein for long, though, as Mr. Fate woke up on his own after his head slammed into his desk due to gravity.

Hopefully, the pain in his forehead will keep him awake a little longer.

The corners of Klein's mouth twitched, and he left the office.

At 10 o'clock, Klein passed by the door of Grandin's office again. This time he saw that Mr. Destiny was packing his bag of papers, and it seemed that the copywriting work had been completed.

Until half past twelve o'clock in the afternoon, Grandin lay down on the sofa in the reception hall to catch up on his sleep. He had a whole night chatting with that particular pen pal yesterday, which left him severely deprived of sleep.

Unfortunately, the pen pal was too tight-lipped, and Grandin didn't hear anything about Ince Zangwill.

Thinking about things in his heart, he absentmindedly forked a piece of lamb from a plate, which was the lunch delivered from the nearby Old Ville restaurant.

Because the Black Thorn Security Company only has a stove for boiling water, not even a simple kitchen. So they can only consider shouting 'takeout' for lunch.

Luckily, there is an old Ville restaurant nearby, and the restaurant sends a waiter every day to ask if anyone has ordered. Grandin didn't bother to run around just to get a bite to eat, so he ordered one as well.

Even if he had already chosen the highest gear, 10p for food. But this stew is still not delicious, and the smell of mutton is too strong???.. coM

The cook at Old Weil's restaurant was not reluctant to put more spices. The only advantage is that there is plenty of time to simmer, which makes the lamb very tender. The soup is not bad for soaking rye bread.

He was joined by Klein and Roseanne and others.

Because this light meal was served by Grandin, the food on the plates of the three of them was exactly the same. Ever since he saw him pull out his thick wallet, Klein happily accepted it. But Rosanne couldn't let go.

"Ma'am, I haven't thanked you for showing me the way yesterday, so take it as a thank you......" Grandin spread some butter on his bread.

"Sir, may I ask you a question?" Roshan asked, picking the vegetables with her fork.

"Of course, it's fine, but just call me Grandin." Grandin scooped a spoonful of mashed potatoes.

"What kind of city is Beckland, Grandin?" Roseanne had curiosity on her face.

"Hmm...... The bigger city of Tingen? "This question really stumped Grandin. In his eyes, all the cities - >>

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It's pretty much the same. It was also difficult for him to appreciate the pride of the citizens of Beckland, "but the prices in Beckland are higher, and the living conditions are not good." ”

"Isn't your salary higher?" Crane asked, looking up.

Grandin's thick wallet irritated him a little.

"The pay of the night watchman should be the same everywhere." Grandin wiped his mouth with a napkin, "It's easier to find a side hustle in Beckland, though. ”

There are always more job opportunities in the big cities.

"By the way, Grandin, do you have any plans for the afternoon?" Klein quickly finished his portion.

"I didn't expect to finish those pieces of copy in just half a day, maybe I'll be walking around Tingen in the afternoon?" Grantin brewed a pot of coffee, "I'm not familiar with this place, do you have any recommendations?" ”

Actually, I'm not familiar with it, at least you know where the maid café is.

Klein thought for a moment and said, "The university area is beautiful and a great place to take a walk. The library is also good, better than quiet. If you want to go to the library, I can take you there. Because in the afternoon I was going to the divination club to practice divination, and I happened to be on the way. ”

Divination?

Grandin's heart moved, and there was a reminder from his spirit, so he took the opportunity to say:

"I'm also interested in divination, can I take a tour and see how a real 'soothsayer' does it?"

"It's not impossible...... Klein remembered his divination price.

Will this make Mr. Fate laugh? A 'soothsayer' was worth only 8 pence.

Suddenly, he regretted that the price he had set for divination seemed to be too low.

This price is also a little higher than the price of those beginners. It seems a bit embarrassing and looks very unprofessional.

It seems that the time will come for me to use my exquisite divination skills to convince Mr. Fate.

Klein made up his mind in his mind.

However, he didn't get a chance to perform right away. After they arrived at the divination club, they waited in the conference room for a long time, but no one came to him for divination.

"If no one comes to me for a divination in the end, I'll give Mr. Destiny a free divination. In short, be sure to let him know my divination skills. ”

His resolve was strong.

Fortunately, the meeting room was flooded with sunlight and there were newspapers, magazines and cards. The two of them weren't bored here, and they started to kill time by playing cards.

During the casual conversation, Klein discovered that Mr. Fate was also very good at divination.

"Yes, when Mr. Fate was in the Tarot meeting, he also used cold reading to divinate Mr. Hanged Man. Maybe I can ask tentatively and see if I can learn this method. ”

Crane thought so as he cut the card.

"Mr. Klein Moretti, there is a gentleman outside who asks you to do a divination for him."

Angelica, the receptionist at the front desk with long brown and yellow hair elegantly coiled, knocked on the door and walked into the conference room and said.

Klein's eyes lit up when he was about to lose the game. He put down his hand, straightened his clothes, stood up and said calmly, "I see, Ms. Angelica. Can I use the citrine room? ”

"No problem, the citrine room is still empty." The lady smiled softly, and glanced at the strange gentleman who was collecting the cards.