After rummaging in the wardrobe in the bedroom for a long time, Angel finally chose the knee-length dress that she had never worn since she bought it.

Most of the shirts and trousers in her wardrobe are used for daily changes, which are not only good for daily movements, but also try to be consistent with the attire of her teammates on the night watch.

But last night Melissa Moretti secretly knocked on her door, with a pleading expression on her face, suggesting that she "dress differently than usual".

After repeated questioning, Melissa told the truth.

It turned out that she had made a bet with her brother Klein that if Angel was dressed the same way at the celebration, she would lose 50pence.

Although there were some doubts about the authenticity of this bet, for the sake of Melissa coming to visit in the middle of the night, Angel still agreed to this small request.

Changing into a long skirt and a conservative top, this is already the biggest concession she is willing to make!

But as a night watchman and an extraordinary person, there are some things that cannot be compromised for the sake of oneself and the safety of those around you.

She tied the "bloodthirsty" holster and dagger sheath to her left and right thighs with leg rings respectively, and after putting down the hem of her skirt, she stood in front of the mirror and looked left and right, and found that it was not visible under the cover of the loose long skirt, and there were no strange bulges. And the magic pocket watch, which was originally wrapped around the left wrist, could only be put in the jacket pocket.

In this way, even if there is danger, it will have the strength to fight, at least to protect Melissa and Benson......

Tied up her long hair behind her back, Angel walked out of the bedroom, and the collision between the pocket watch and the spare bomb in her pocket made a discordant "whoosh" sound, making her sigh, and walked back to the bedroom, took out most of the bullets in her pocket, and put them back in the drawer of the bedside table, leaving only the golden "broken light ray" and a few "storm convergence".

Isn't it time to buy a handbag? Just like Rosan......

It's just a small celebration in North End Park, and it doesn't need so many bullets, and it's not far from the station of the night watcher......

She thought to herself, and walked down the stairs to the living room on the first floor.

"Miss Angel, good morning."

Trommy was wiping the coffee table in the living room when he saw Angel coming downstairs and greeted him with a smile.

The female worker had just passed the trial of the Moretti family and had become a full-time maid in the family, not only responsible for cleaning, pulping and laundry, but also responsible for breakfast and dinner every day.

As far as Angel knew, this was more than the average price of hiring the same maid in the city of Tingen, and I am afraid that Benson had the intention of taking care of her.

Add to that the 2 soles she gets from cleaning and laundry at Granger's house every week, and the poor girl who has just experienced the loss of her father should not have to worry about life.

After the fixed place of work, she will have more energy to learn the intricacies of cooking, and have the opportunity to become a female chef from a wealthy family in a few years and live a more decent life.

After a simple breakfast, Angel left the house and went to the noisy Daffodil Street, it was 9 a.m., and the streets on Sunday were less busy and more laid-back.

Although Klein said that he had changed shifts with Kornley, who was originally resting, today and did not need to be on duty at Chanismans, he still had some work to hand over to Leonard, and rushed to the Black Thorn Security Company early in the morning.

In the carriage, Melissa looked at Angel with a look of relief.

"Angel, I knew you weren't going to wear that unisex outfit today, Klein would be pleasantly surprised to see it."

Well? Didn't you come up in the middle of the night and tell me to wear it like this?

Angel looked at Melissa in confusion.

The latter looked away weakly, and then, as if remembering something, turned back and said:

"Angel, I want to ask, well, for Klein, what kind of person is he in your eyes?"

In the end, she was looking forward to it.

Seeing that the girl's expression changed and her eyes flickered, Angel chuckled and replied:

"A good guy?"

"Huh?"

Melissa snorted in confusion and looked at Benson as if asking for help.

"Ahem," Benson coughed contrivedly, "look, Red Moon Street has arrived. ”

Angel also looked out the car window and watched as the buildings along the street were gradually replaced by rows of shade.

Of course, she could hear Melissa's words, and she knew what she was expecting.

However, ...... yourself

She lowered her head, her eyes darkening a little.

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Inside the Black Thorn Security Company.

Klein is talking to Leonard, who has just returned to the company, and while searching the place where Lanerys used to hide, he discovers a letter left by the other party.

"A bomb that gets stronger over time? How could there be such a thing? ”

Klein asked curiously.

By this time, he had hung his trench coat and top hat on the coat rack, leaving only a white shirt and brown waistcoat, and meticulously groomed black hair, as his sister Melissa said, he did look younger.

Leonard, on the other hand, looked like he had been out all night, his black hair was disheveled, his trench coat was unbuttoned, and the hem of his shirt was casually tucked over his belt.

"Not only that, but it's so powerful that if the bomb isn't found, the whole city of Tingen will be in ruins."

He said with a gloomy face, handing Crane the envelope without the address and recipient.

"If you look at this letter alone, it is more likely to be a prank, after all, the other party is a fraudster with a criminal record, and he is full of lies, and even his fiancée, who is pregnant with his child, can leave it alone."

"But this person is associated with the Aurora Society, which often performs all kinds of bloody sacrifices, which reminds me of the 'Altar of the Damned' that we destroyed at the end of July, which is also a curse that grows as the number of sacrifices increases......

After listening to Leonard's analysis, Crane, who quickly read the letter, raised his head in shock and asked:

"You're saying that Lanerus has also prepared such an evil ritual that will eventually spread to the entire city of Tingen over time?"

"You see, there's a description in his letter," Leonard said, gesturing to a passage on the letterhead, "...... Child laborers who continue to die young, workers who die early in poor conditions and overwork, factories that are shrouded in countless grievances...... If these were the source of the power of that 'bomb', I am afraid that the power would be much greater than the previous 'Cursed Altar'. ”

"Either way, we need to report to the captain as soon as possible, so that he can call for help from the Templar and find its location through the grievances gathered by this ever-growing 'bomb'." Crane shook the letter from his hand and looked in the direction of Dunn's office.

"I rushed back precisely because of this incident, Luo Yao went to the Tingen police headquarters, she is going to check the records of recent construction and renovation projects, maybe she can find clues to the 'bomb', such a thing that affects the whole city, it will inevitably make a lot of noise in the process of construction."

Leonard replied.

He walked one after the other with Klein through the reception hall, past the partition under Roshan's quizzical gaze, and toward Dunn's office.

"By the way, you seem to have changed shifts with Kornley today, and you're going to take a day off, well, that, on a date?"

Leonard, who was walking in front, suddenly slowed down and turned his head, squeezing out a strange smile on his serious face.

"Where did you hear that? I just walked around the newly renovated street park next to it with my family......"

Klein subconsciously denied it, but a frustrating thought still emerged in his heart:

I might really have to go to waste......

He sighed and looked out the window, and the noise of the street park not far away seemed to cross the street and reach his ears.

(End of chapter)