Banabe looked at the brown-haired boy in front of him, who was only up to his waist, and the boy looked back at him with his head tilted back.

In Banabe's vision, the boy's astral spirit body exuded an overly cool blue, as cold as those ice-blue eyes.

But inside the boy's spirit body, there was a strange shallow light, which remained in the depths.

And now, because of the glimmer of light, Banabe's spiritual intuition was touched, and he quickly closed his spiritual vision and looked out the window, pretending not to notice the anomalous appearance, and after the boy showed reluctance, Banabe appropriately stopped the exchange.

He was going to the junction of the Bridge District and the East District to meet the underground dealers over there, but he noticed this overly mature child, and his curiosity made Banabe decide to take a closer look—

Barnabe's spiritual instincts reacted when the boy boarded the carriage, which is why he paid attention to the single boy, and coincidentally, the boy happened to choose the corner next to him and his secret couple.

The carriage quickly passed by where Banabe had to get off, and he didn't care, but put one hand around his waist by wrapping his hands around his chest and leaning on the carriage.

It was the weapon that the "Devil" had acquired from the "Hanged Man", a small reloadable revolver.

The name of this pistol is "Flogger", and all the bullets put into it, whether ordinary bullets or not, will spontaneously superimpose special effects, triggering a spiritual storm around the invisible whipping at the landing point of the object, with a radius of nearly three meters.

It is also possible to infuse the pistol directly with Spirituality, causing it to radiate a Spiritual Piercing, but it will consume far more Spirituality than pulling the trigger.

The negative effects of this extraordinary weapon are also quite peculiar, as they become excessively afraid of eating and even unable to drink anything after ten hours of use, and in addition, the wielder will gain a more acute sense of pain, such as bleeding from a cut finger, which will be magnified to the point of cutting off a finger.

Tolerance for pain is nothing, so Banabe usually puts this gun on his body, mainly for self-defense, and the secret puppet itself can be demonized, but there is no need to use such an additional weapon.

The boy swept the corner of his eye over the spot of Banabe's fingers, he probably thought that the small movements were not obvious, but Banabe, who had been observing the boy through the vision of the secret puppet, noticed this.

He even noticed my weapon? Is it good enough to observe, or does he have some kind of special sense?

Banabe didn't treat boys as ordinary people from the beginning, and it was not surprising that he could naturally associate some extraordinary beings with special sensing abilities.

When the bus stopped again, the boy who had been standing in the corner suddenly squeezed between the passengers next to him.

The boy lowered his expressionless face and shouted in a panic, "Sorry, sorry! I'm going to get out of the car, I almost got on this street! Please let it be thanks! ”

Pedestrians stepped aside to let the reckless and anxious child get out of the carriage, and Banabe raised his brow, but did not chase after him.

Now that the boy has attracted everyone's attention, there is no need for him to be in such a hurry.

Banabe smiled and removed the fingers that were placed around his waist and grabbed a gold coin from his pocket.

——

Seeing that the man hadn't caught up, Rebit was relieved.

He lowered his voice and said to himself, "That's fine? ”

The man who always called himself "Benjamin" and was parasitic in his body said, "Keep walking." Even if he doesn't get off the train at the same stop as you, he may use other methods to predict your whereabouts. If you have met with him, it means that he has a basic understanding of you, and you may still be found in a short period of time. ”

"It's so troublesome...... Is it possible for me to learn this ability? "Rubit is certainly interested.

"Yes, but it's early for you, but if you're interested, you can go straight—"

Rigbit directly interrupted the other party: "You can give up earlier, I won't wear that thing." I'm not stupid enough to get into more trouble because of this curiosity. ”

The boy walked briskly, looking left and right to see that there were no other pedestrians nearby, and then he slumped down and went through the hole in the corner wall, and continued along a hidden path, taking care not to leave too many marks behind him.

After a few seconds of pause, the voice in Rebit's head sounded again: "If the other party can really keep up, it means that he is an extraordinary person with enough means, what are you going to do?" ”

"You made me run, what do you say I should do?"

The voice didn't care about the mockery of Rebit's words: "Lend me your body, this requires your consent." ”

Hearing such a request, Rubbit's brow immediately furrowed: "So this is your real purpose?" Actually, that person didn't mean anything to me, did he? ”

"yes, he doesn't have a reason to do anything to you." There was a little more laughter in the youth's voice, as if he was happy to see his host in a dilemma.

Rebit's brow immediately relaxed: "Phew, don't even think about it, it's absolutely impossible." ”

After walking more than half a block, Rigbit strode towards the towering church with a black spire, and since each church has a weekend open class, Rigbit didn't care where he went.

That suspicious extraordinaire can't rush to the church to catch a strange child.

Rubit clearly heard the voice in his head, and let out a very unpleasant "tsk" sound.

——

Banabe walked to the corner of the street according to the divination of the staff, and when he turned out, he saw the church facing him, and the corner of his eye twitched violently.

He didn't expect that the last thing he found was the church of the goddess of the night, which looked relatively new, and seemed to have been built not long ago.

Banabe sighed.

If this is not an accident, then he is really a shrewd kid who can sell people...... No, is it the people of the church behind him? Or do you know that there is something special about the Orthodox Church?

Banabe's footsteps did not stop, and he pretended to chat with the secret puppet beside him, and walked leisurely until he left the street, and then he walked back to the subway station.

Shake out a cigarette from the cigarette case, and at the same time smoke out a paper figure with a pompous smiling face, Banabe took the cigarette in his mouth, snapped his fingers, and the paper figure and the cigarette lit up red at the same time.

As the ashes scattered, Banabe slapped off the remnants of his hands, and after asking a random gentleman for directions, he walked to the nearby subway station.

Regardless of whether the other party is aware of it or not, since it is inconvenient now, then do not continue to investigate, or give priority to maintaining your own inconspicuousness.

The bicycle bell rang for "jingle bells", and Banabe glanced at the postman who was busy working through the streets, and suddenly had another idea.

He remembered that when "Star" was on the Tarot Club before, he was dressed very similar to the "Night Watchman", and he was wearing red gloves, should he help keep an eye on the dots?

Since that boy dared to enter the Night Church, he might be from the church orphanage, no, his dress and temperament are not the same.

However, it is too wasteful of talent to let the "red gloves" keep an eye on a child, and it is not suitable, and it may be a better choice to hand it over to someone else......

Flicking the gold coin, Banabe removed his palm and saw the iris on the reverse side.

It's not suitable for sharing at the Tarot meeting, so put it on hold for now, anyway, there is no need to dwell too much on this in this city......

——

Having agreed to Will Ensettin, Klein now visits Dr. Allen's home every week.

The couple had a lot of contact with Dawn Dantès, and both seemed friendly.

After all, a surgeon with extra friendships is a very beneficial thing for ordinary people, and Alan Krees is one of Becklandry's fame, and it is not surprising that Dawn wants to be friendly with the other party.

Except that he is particularly fond of Dr. Allen's children, which seems to have misunderstood something for Dr. Allen's wife, she asks "Mr. Dawn" with curiosity if he has a favorite sweetheart, and if he has his own children in the future, he will definitely think it will be more cute.

Klein had no choice but to put the topic of small talk on the gossip, he had never thought of it before.

However, the couple did not find him suspicious, and it was not ruled out that there was an element of luck, and every time he came to Dr. Allen's house, Klein would subconsciously think so.

Mr. Allen was not at home to-day, and the lady had just spilled some tea and soiled the corners of her skirt and the sofa, and had gone upstairs to change her clothes, while the servant had gone to wash the cushions on the sofa and left the drawing-room.

Alone in the house, only himself and the baby in the cradle were left, and now the child, who could not even walk, was no longer as sleepy as he had been before.

Will clenched his fists, rubbed his eyes, and then landed a fierce look of anticipation on Crane.

In his hand, Klein still held the ice cream he had just served as an afternoon tea, which he had asked his servant to pack at the best Intis restaurant in Beckland, and it came in three flavors: milk, coffee, and strawberry.

Klein, of course, knew what Will was waiting for, his portion of ice cream had not moved, just waiting for this moment.

Holding the thin-handled silver spoon, Crane scooped a bite out of the scoop of ice cream in his hand and fed it to the baby's open mouth.

Swallowing the milk ice cream in his mouth, the baby's face turned red with enjoyment: "You seem to be in a much better mood." ”

Klein scooped out another spoonful of the light brown coffee flavor and handed it to Will's mouth, "yes, thank you for the reminder before." ”

Will had a little confusion in his round eyes, but after eating the coffee ice cream, he said, "Also, don't smell coffee next time...... Why do they make all the ice cream so bitter? ”

The corners of Klein's mouth immediately hooked, and he took a new bite of chocolate, and he saw the baby lick the corners of his lips contentedly: "If it weren't for your reminder, I probably wouldn't have woken up Noons so quickly." ”

Will, who had been waiting for Klein to feed him with his mouth wide open, asked in surprise, "You named them?" ”

"Yes, that's ...... after all It's my bird. ”

When Klein said this, he was still a little weak.