In a good mood, Crane went underground, came to Chanis's door, and knocked on the open door of the guard's room.

Luo Yao Leiting, who was sitting inside, had already packed his personal belongings, and when he saw the shift man arriving, he immediately cut his hair and got up to leave.

After greeting each other, Klein suddenly spoke:

"I'm getting the most out of my potions, and I've just shared my experience with Frye, so you can talk to them. ”

Luo Yao, who had no expression, glanced at the other party in a slightly surprised manner, and his lips moved a few times and said:

"Okay. ”

Ma'am, I hope you can stay calm even later...... There are now a bunch of wooden figures sitting in the recreation room...... Crane smiled, stepped over to the table, and expertly picked up the silver-encrusted tin can from Dunn Smith for Filmer coffee.

After making a cup of fragrant coffee, Klein sat down leisurely, looked at the silent aisle outside the door, and let his thoughts fly:

"I hope that Mr. Azik's actions go well and that no clues will be left behind...... No, even if there were any clues, I would pretend I didn't find ......"

"I don't know where the 'Mutated Sun Emblem' was sealed behind the Chanis Gate...... Well, it doesn't have the properties of being alive, just leave enough space......"

"Speaking of which, I haven't been inside Chanis Gate until now, so I don't know what it's like to be inside...... There must be something unusual about being able to make dozens of seals, large and small, not cause damage and not get out of custody, for example, the ashes of St. Selena?"

......

In the midst of all these thoughts, Klein suddenly heard the sound of hurried footsteps, and hurriedly withdrew his attention and looked at the door.

He saw old Neil, dressed in a black classical robe and with a felt hat of the same color, appear in the hallway, quickly enter the guard room, and stand opposite, without saying a word, just looking himself up and down like that.

“...... Mr. Neil, what's going on?" Klein chuckled dryly and took a sip of his fragrant coffee.

Old Neil looked at him a few more times, sighed, and said:

"You've found inspiration in the 'voyeur' motto and Daly's example......"

"This must praise the Goddess and thank you for your teachings as well. Klein replied solemnly.

Old Neil squeaked and pulled his chair, sat down suddenly, and said with a slight dejection: "If it were twenty years earlier, it would be fine, it would be fine......"

Knowing that the other party's age and physical condition no longer allowed him to take potions, even if he completely digested the previous one, Crane remained silent and did not speak.

He felt that in this case, everything he said was stimulating the other party.

"I first tried to find out the idea of quickly mastering potions from the aphorisms of the voyeurs, but unfortunately, I have not been able to go to the right path, and later Dai Li's success gave me inspiration, but at that time I was over 50 years old, and I had already given up my efforts, and subconsciously thought that it was a genius special, and normal people could not imitate it. Old Neil rubbed the corners of his forehead and described his loss in a low voice.

He was silent for a few minutes, raised his head, looked at Klein and said:

"It's a shame that I realized what I was missing at this age. ”

Old Neil should have a vague understanding of "acting", and after being clicked on by the experience I shared, he immediately figured out something...... Klein was relieved:

"Actually, it won't make much difference, the church doesn't have a sequence 8 for 'voyeurs.' ”

"Maybe the church has a ...... No, if they had, they would at least tell the branch the name...... It's not impossible to ...... underground trading market," Old Neil muttered a few words, propped up the table with his hand, shook his head and stood up, and smiled, "At least I haven't lost control and have lived soundly for decades...... Praise the Goddess. ”

He drew a crimson moon on his chest and left the guard cell with a gloomy expression, losing his usual cunning.

Crane watched his back disappear from sight and let out a long sigh suddenly.

He became more and more unable to understand why the church's top brass was blocking the "acting law".

After a long time, Crane came to his senses and turned his attention to the inside of the Nightwatchman in front of him.

Ever since he brought the boy from the Silver City into the Tarot Society, knowing that there were still ancient names for many things, he had consciously strengthened his study of similar aspects, trying to master the comparison between ancient and modern names.

I don't know how long later, he heard another sound of footsteps, steady and steady footsteps.

Almost at the same time, the image of Dunn Smith in a black over-the-knee trench coat came to his mind.

After thoroughly digesting the "soothsayer" potion, my inspiration has also improved...... Crane nodded thoughtfully, and saw the captain a few seconds later.

"Your letter. Dunn raised his right hand, shook his wrist, and turned the letter in his palm back to Klein.

Klein raised his hand in a dashing manner, trying to catch it, but both judgment and reaction were a little worse.

Syllable!

The letter fell to the ground, and Crane's right hand stood awkwardly in the wind.

In the sudden silence, his right hand froze at first, then continued to rise, and took advantage of the situation to comb his hair.

"The gas lamp is still not bright enough. Klein casually said perfunctory, bent down to pick up the letter, and glanced at the envelope.

Mr. Hornachis...... Letter from Daxter Guderian...... He nodded abruptly, pulled open the drawer, and pulled out a letter cutter.

- According to the rules of the Night Watch Squad, if there is a clear and correct recipient, Roshan and other civilian personnel will directly hand over the letter to the corresponding person, and in the case of anonymous or no such person, they will send it to Dunn, who will inquire or decide.

Carefully cutting open the envelope, Crane pulled out the paper inside, quickly unfolded it, and skimmed through it.

He found that the madhouse doctor, Daxter, was asking to meet as soon as possible, which was two o'clock this afternoon.

Did he get the "mind reader" recipe? Or something else? Klein raised the letter in his hand, looked up at Dunn, and said:

"Captain, my informant, the one from the Psychological Alchemy Society, hopes to meet at two o'clock in the afternoon. ”

"Did you reveal anything?" asked Dunn, expectantly.

"Nope. Crane shook his head.

Dunn thought for a moment, and said in a mellow voice: "Wait a minute, let Leonard help you guard the Chanis Gate, I will follow you over, hiding nearby, this kind of urgent request for a meeting may be a trap, I have seen and heard too many similar things, and, if there is really an important situation, this can also be carried out as quickly as possible." ”

...... Captain, you're so experienced...... Well, when it comes to business, you are a reliable, trustworthy, and unforgotten captain...... Klein immediately nodded:

"Okay!"

............

Two p.m., Zotland Street Shooting Club, inside Small Range 9.

Crane glanced at the bullet-riddled target, and looked at the slightly uneasy asylum doctor Dast Guderian:

"What happened to make you panic and go to the Hound Tavern to find the mercenary team?"

Only then would Wright, the owner of the Hound Tavern, deliver the letter to Blackthorn Security immediately, instead of waiting for Crane to come and pick it up himself.

Observing Crane's subtle expressions and body movements, Daxter replied in a deep voice:

"I have the feeling that Hood Eugen has been a little bit abnormal lately. ”

Hood Eugen is the same asylum patient who developed Daxter into a member of the Psychological Alchemy.

"What's out of the ordinary?" Klein asked, very professionally.

Dast secretly breathed a sigh of relief, seemed to have found support, and said thoughtfully:

"He's, he's like, like he's really crazy......"

"Really crazy?" Klein asked in amazement.

Didn't Hood Eugen pretend to be sick and infiltrate the asylum in order to exercise his mental abilities, trying to influence those patients in both positive and negative ways?

Is he really sick, really crazy?

"I think so......" Dusta paced back and forth a little anxiously, "I used to be able to communicate with him normally and be taught how to use extraordinary abilities correctly, but in the last few days, his thinking, his state, has become very strange, and he is often unable to communicate, just like I do with other patients, although although this has also allowed me to successfully get the formula of 'Mind Reader', I can't confirm whether it is true or false, and I am more afraid of uncontrollable changes." ”

It doesn't matter, as a soothsayer, a soothsayer with a mysterious space above the gray mist, truth and falsehood will not be confused...... Klein breathed a sigh of relief at first, then frowned and asked:

"Who did he come into contact with before he appeared abnormal?"

"Only the patients, I, I'm not sure, I'm not in the asylum every hour of the day, I also have time to rest. Daxter replied with a calm expression.

Klein bowed his head slightly, as if this was a trivial matter:

"Don't be nervous, I'll send someone to protect you secretly, you find out who Hood Eugen has been in contact with before, besides, you have to be careful that he is testing you, uh, you'd better report this matter to the other members of the Psychological Alchemy Society at the same time, and see how the higher-ups of your organization react. ”

"Okay. Daxter pushed down his gold-rimmed glasses, regaining the audience's characteristic composure, then pulled a piece of paper out of his coat pocket and handed it to Klein, "This is the recipe for the 'mind reader' potion, I'm not sure if it's correct." ”

"We'll verify. Crane replied with a smile, unfolded it on the spot, and glanced at it.

"Main material: intact pituitary gland of adult Pleurosaurus prissa, 10 ml of spinal fluid from Farsman rabbits. ”

"Auxiliary materials: 5 grams of chestnut spores, 8 grams of dragon's tooth powder, 3 petals of pure white elf flowers, 100 ml of pure water. ”

"It was amazing. Crane complimented, folded the paper, and placed it in the inside pocket of the tuxedo.

After exchanging a few more words, and making sure that Daxter's "auditory hallucinations" had been alleviated, he took his leave and cautiously made his way to the exclusive range belonging to the Night Watchman, where Dunn Smith was waiting.

"Captain, the informant gave me a copy of the 'Mind Reader' recipe and thanked me for helping him control the potion backlash, but he wasn't sure if the recipe was true or not. Klein handed the paper to Dunn solemnly and solemnly, "Also, he mentioned one thing......

Dunn listened to Klein's description of Hood Eugen as he went through the recipe, and finally nodded:

"I'll immediately organize people to take turns monitoring the madhouse, you haven't received professional training for this kind of thing, so you don't have to get involved, go back and continue to guard Chanis Gate." ”

Speaking of this, he glanced deeply at Klein and said:

"Counting this recipe, when you pass the exam, you don't need to accumulate merits, and you can directly get the 'Joker' potion ......"

PS: It's the middle of the month, ask for a monthly pass~