"The heart of gold of the devourer, the crystallization of the illusory balance of victory and defeat, the undefeated cornflower...... Two main materials, one auxiliary material, these things are my goals for the next period of time. ”

Grandin circled the three materials in his notebook and marked them emphatically.

He can make both kinds of things by himself, pure water and lead-filled dice, and golden mandala flower juice is also very common, and the need to concentrate it is nothing more than one more process.

The three materials he highlighted were very rare. Among the auxiliary materials, the undefeated cornflower can also try his luck in various underground markets, but the main materials are difficult to do, and he has no clues.

The only thing he knew was that Mr. A of Beckland had a 'winner' trait.

And if you want to get the characteristics from this Aurora Society cadre, you can only complete his commission and dispose of Mr. Z in Enmat Harbor. Either you can only find a way to come up with a righteous group fight, gather your companions, team up to kill Mr. A, and snatch it from him.

At the moment, both options are about the same level of difficulty, just as tricky. Therefore, this method can only be regarded as an alternative, and he prefers to collect materials on his own.

Grandin still had some anxiety about the future, but it was useless to think too much about something that was completely beyond his power, and all he could do now was improve his strength.

In addition, the Sequence 5 recipe given by the goddess was worth about 5,000 gold pounds, although he did not ask Grandin for anything. But he still plans to make the donation in ten instalments in the churches of Tingen, Enmatt and Beckland, and slowly repay the money.

It can't be settled all at once, then it becomes a simple transaction, and giving and giving sounds a little more 'human', and everyone is very decent.

In fact, in addition to the goddess, he can also go to the 'Serpent of Destiny' for help. But he always had a feeling that if he told Will about it, their current relationship would be changed.

This is not a spiritual warning, but more of a 'choice' in life, so it cannot be distinguished by mere good and bad. His final decision was to keep the status quo until things became clear, and not to rush to tell Will.

"Well, this has already been chosen to some extent......" Grandin sighed again.

He picked up his pen and went on to write:

"I can't get in touch with my pen pal, there's no new addition, no coincidence, no arrangement. It seems that Mr. Ince Zangwill has finally found a way to suppress pen pals, but I also believe that this solution will only work temporarily. Or is it possible that they have already left Tingen? ”

"It's a good thing for me, I have plenty of time to revise my manuscript."

With that done, Grandin closed the journal. He only writes when he needs to memorize, summarize and think. And the rest of what happened on Thursday and Friday was lackluster, so there's nothing to write about.

However, the Tingen Honest Newspaper did not predict and prevaricated what had happened on Wendelstraße with a gas explosion.

The search for the 'witches' was carried out in an orderly manner under the arrangement of Captain Dunn.

On Thursday, Leonard received information from an informant that Triss would escape on a steam train that day, so the Night Watch team set off for the train station to arrest her, but Triss escaped Tingen.

Maybe not only Triss, but also another 'Witch of Pleasure' left.

Grandin was not involved in these operations, and in the past two days he has been either soaking in the archives of the National Police Department or conducting fraud safety education in major squares.

He yawned, it was dark outside the hotel, it was Friday night.

In the end, Grandin still took out the "Detailed Explanation of Spirit Creatures" and insisted on studying for 2 hours, waiting for the hands of the wall clock to reach 11 o'clock, and then turned off the lights and went to bed.

......

Saturday noon, Black Thorn Security.

The weather in August was already quite cool, and the pouring rain added to the chill of the city.

Klein sat on the couch in the company's reception hall, yawning and eating lunch.

Because in addition to the daily patrol tasks these days, there is also to track down the witch, so everyone is very busy, and only Luo Shan and him at the front desk can sit on the sofa and enjoy this leisure lunch time in the entire security company.

"Crane, you look tired?" Rosanne asked with concern as she took a sip of the creamy mushroom soup with a spoon.

"It's true, probably because it's too late to read at night." Klein dipped his oatmeal bread in the vegetable puree, and he could barely keep his eyes open.

But this has nothing to do with reading, Klein saw the Chinese message on Wednesday, and after seeing the phrase 'there is hope', he fell into an inexplicable excitement.

For the past two days, he has been working during the day and at night looking for another time-traveler who may still be alive in the world.

He didn't think it was a copybook made by someone else after seeing Russell's diary. Not to mention the difficulty of imitating Chinese characters, just the ugly and distinctive handwriting shows that the writer knows Chinese characters and is a fellow!

But the investigation did not go well, his crude criminal investigation methods were completely useless, and his most proud divination lost its magic.

Even if he ascended to the gray mist, relying on the special divination of the gray mist, he only had a misty piece in front of him, and there was no information.

Klein ate the oatmeal bread tastelessly, and before choking himself, he got up and poured a cup of boiling water on the stove next to him.

When he got back seated, he suddenly had a new idea:

I'm really stunned, why do I always want to find him out with my own strength, I can publish in the newspaper, put an advertisement in the newspaper, the code is called 'Heavenly King Gaidi Tiger', and leave a meeting address by the way.

However, the cost of this newspaper is not cheap, and after a few decades, could it be that the traverser is dead......

Just as Klein's face flickered with joy and sadness, the half-hidden door was opened, and a cold wind carried the rain into the company.

Roshan was excited, her back was slightly straight, and Klein realized that the girl was wearing a beautiful dress with lace patterns today.

"The weather is changing too fast." Grandin stood at the door, put away his umbrella, and walked quickly into the company, the left shoulder of his inspector's uniform was already wet, "Goddess, I'm almost hungry, is there anything else to eat in the company?" ”

He had a very tight schedule today, and he traveled to three places in a row in one morning to carry out anti-fraud propaganda.

In Enmat, he was used to a leisurely life, so he was unable to adjust for a while when he arrived in Tingen.

The same is true today, he got up late, hurriedly ate a few slices of bread in the hotel and went out, and was now dizzy with hunger.

"But sir, the orderer at Old Ville's is gone." Luo Shan's eyes rolled, "Otherwise, I won't be able to eat so much anyway if I divide half of your lunch." ”

Roshan bought a seafood set meal for 10p today, fish steak, shrimp balls and squid rings, which made people very appetizing to watch.

"Roshan, you can just call me Grandin, everyone is a companion of the night watch, there is no need to see each other like this."

With a smile, Grandin glanced at Rosan's food, and then immediately his face changed, and in Enmat, he almost vomited after eating seafood.

"It's not enough to satisfy my appetite." He first refused, and then took a piece of bread lying on his plate before Roshan could show a disappointed expression, "But you can use this to pad your stomach first." ”

"Grandin, isn't the Police Agency providing food?" Luo Shan blushed slightly and asked curiously.

"Well, they invited me to Golden Crown, but I'm in a hurry, so I'll have to take the train to Beckland in the afternoon." Grandin mumbled, reached out again, and naturally took a piece of coarse oatmeal bread from Crane's plate.

You and I don't see each other at all......

Crane watched with blank eyes and a blank face as Grandin took the food from his side and ate it in a few bites.

"By the way, what kind of set menu does Old Ville usually offer?" Grandin wiped the crumbs of bread from his hands and asked the team members.

"There are a lot of them, with prices ranging from 7p to 10p, and today it was seafood, meatloaf and steak on offer." Roshan answered enthusiastically first.

Crane was in a hurry to eliminate the food on his plate, and he didn't care about it.

"I hope to have a sizzling meatloaf at noon, and a steak, and bread." Grandin clenched his hands into fists in front of his chest and made a sincere wish.

"Ahem, ahem! You, you're ......" Klein barely swallowed the bread in his throat before continuing, "It's not a good idea to use this ability for a meal, and Old Will's restaurant isn't far from here." ”

In fact, what he wanted to say was that the gold coins consumed by making a wish alone were enough to eat at the Old Ville Restaurant for a month, so it was better to give him the charm and let him run errands on his behalf......

But when Crane looked up, he didn't find the burning charm.

Grandin blinked and explained:

"Crane, I, the Extraordinary of the Sequence Pathway, will get good luck from time to time. So I thought I'd been unlucky for so long, and it was time for me to bounce back. ”

What kind of metaphysical statement do you have...... Klein held back the complaint.

But as soon as Grandin's words fell, the door of the company opened again, and the old Weil restaurant delivery man in a blue cap poked his head out of the door:

"The accounting firm across the road from Guy had just received a big order, and the accountants had all run out before they even had time to eat lunch...... So do you need lunch? It can be discounted by 20%. ”

Lunch? Grandin greeted him with a smile.

"Of course, which ones are there? Oh no...... I don't need seafood, yes ......"

Klein stared dumbfounded, and a drop of soup slipped down the corner of his mouth to his chin:

Why didn't I choose this sequence path in the first place, the emperor mistook me!

Grandin picked and chosen, and finally came back with a meatloaf, a steak, two pounds of white bread, a fruit salad, and a creamy vegetable bisque.

He separated the food with a knife and fork and shared it generously.

Klein munched on fluffy white bread and chatted:

"When I passed through Iron Cross this morning, I saw a lot of people crowded at the intersection and the police were there to maintain order...... The person standing on the podium is very similar to you. ”

"That's right, that person is me." Grandin swallowed a piece of steak before continuing, "My task is to popularize the law and anti-fraud propaganda, but the question that the citizens of Tingen are more concerned about is which stock to invest in to make money?" ”

Grandin looked confused:

"They also don't want to think about how they can buy stocks if they can really make a profit without losing money. Could it be that the guy who issued the stock was their long-lost relative? ”

"I realized then that the National Police Agency was looking for the wrong person, and they shouldn't have come to me to advertise."

"The police only need to arrest a few bankrupt people at the stock exchange and let them stop at the intersection, and the publicity effect is definitely stronger than mine."

Grandin babbled a lot of complaints, and at the end threw out a stack of speeches, "Anyway, my preparation is in vain." ”

Klein looked through the stack of speeches and found that they were full of various scams.

Well, if you get it by a scammer, it's a ready-made scam book, and the variety of methods can almost be as many as in the 21st century......

I have to say that to some extent, it is quite powerful, and there is a fraud method called a European-style scam, which makes him very familiar...... Is it related to Mr. Fate?

Crane grimaced and put the stack back down.

Roseanne had finished her lunch, and the cutlery was neatly laid out on the low table, and she first picked up the speech that Klein had put down, and read it with great interest for a while, and then said in a wrenched voice:

"Grandin, you're leaving again."

"Yes, I have to go to Beckland on Sunday to take care of some personal matters." Grandin took out his pocket watch and looked at the time, he bought a ticket for the steam train at 2 p.m. today, "I will return to Tingen next Monday and continue to assist the National Police Department in its investigation of the Laneus fraud." ”

Speaking of this, Grandin's expression sank, he had been reading the file at the police department for the past two days but had not found any clues. And Lanerus himself seems to have evaporated from the world, and it is obviously very difficult to find this seasoned fraudster in this situation.

The three of them chatted in the reception hall, and as the lunch break ended, Crane found a spare office and began to study, while Roseanne returned to the front desk. After a little time on the couch, Grandin took his suitcase and stopped a carriage and drove to the steam train station.

Because the first few times he used the 'homecoming key' was not a good experience, he still prefers to travel in a safe way as long as he has time.

Now, in the name of the 'Priest of Calamity,' you have to be more cautious in whatever you do.

......

Beckland, bell tower near the dockyard of East Bailang.

At about seven o'clock in the evening, it was already pitch black, and Grandin could barely see his surroundings by relying on the street lamps in the direction of the pier not far away.

He didn't even have time to eat a bite of dinner when he got home and was called out by Rowena's emergency letter.

The top of the bell tower was leaking on all sides, and he wondered if he would have to change the joint location next time.