Before leaving the door, Klein tossed a coin and asked if it was not a good day to go to the "Brave Bar".

After receiving a negative answer, he looked around and whispered into the air:

"Is anyone monitoring me today?"

After a few seconds of silence, the illusory voice of Miss Bodyguard suddenly came from behind him:

"Nope. ”

Klein subconsciously looked back, but still failed to find Miss Bodyguard.

His attention quickly shifted to the answer, and he couldn't help but heaved in his heart:

MI9 didn't put me on the suspect list at all!

After making sure that Rosago had not looked for me, he threw me aside entirely.

Am I supposed to feel honored, or do I feel insulted?

Also, a detective who is busy looking for cats and rapes can't be related to things such as assassinating an ambassador of a country and killing the strong man in Sequence 5......

Moreover, MI9 also monitored me more or less for a while, and my panic, my helplessness, and my struggle to save myself were all seen by them, and it was obvious that they could not cause substantial harm to the ambassador......

In the midst of his thoughts, Klein put on a half-height silk top hat and a black silver-encrusted cane, walked out of Minsk Street 15, spent 2 soles, and took a taxi to the "Brave Bar" on Iron Gate Street in the area of Beckland Bridge.

He walked past the drinkers shouting and cheering around the boxing ring, came to the bar, and knocked on the table:

"A glass of Southwell beer. ”

The bartender looked up at him and muttered:

"Caspars is in card room 3. ”

Crane smiled, posed five 1p copper coins, and pushed them to the other party.

Then, with a wooden cup and a glass of frothy white and delicate South Wales, he knocked on the door of the No. 3 card room, bypassing the two most crowded and sweaty arenas.

Caspars was playing No Limit Texas with a group of people, with bills stacked high and yellow coins piled up in front of him.

Noticing Klein's gaze, the black-market arms dealer with a huge scar on his face twitched his big red nose and said casually:

"I don't like to use chips, it makes me feel unreal, or the texture of the banknote and the weight of the coin are intoxicating, and it's as cool as a dry woman!"

After muttering this sentence, Caspars frowned slightly:

"What are you doing again?"

Klein didn't answer directly, but motioned outside to speak.

"Damn! I'm going to empty theirs! Shit, I'm not going to follow!" Caspars tossed the two cards in front of him in the middle, then limped to the door, and said to Crane, "You'd better have enough reasons!"

Out of the card room, to the corner, Crane lowered his voice and said:

"I want to know when the last meeting was, the same as the last one. ”

Kaspars looked at him suspiciously: "Didn't Marić negotiate with you?"

"It's not about hiring bodyguards, it's about that kind of, hehe, you know, I'm very interested in. "Klein is telling the truth.

Caspars hesitated and said:

"There's a party tonight, the organizer is the same as last time, but you need to wait more than half an hour, I'll go over and inform them first, you showed credibility last time, I don't think it's a big problem. ”

"No problem, I'll pay you. Klein touched the money in his pocket.

"This time it's only £1. "Caspars looks like I'm very generous.

"It's worth it. The corners of Klein's mouth turned up at the same time.

After being paid, he found a seat and watched the fight in the ring while sipping a wheat-rich South Wil beer.

"I can get them both down at the same time...... Klein quickly came to the conclusion.

After ten minutes, Caspars returned to the bar, looked around, and said in a low voice:

"That's right. ”

"We're half an hour later, the storm is over, and I hope you haven't forgotten the mask. ”

To this, Klein replied in the affirmative.

He slowed down his drinking, sipping small sips and taking half an hour to finish a large 500-milliliter glass of Southwell beer.

It's still the same road as last time, it's still the same house with no lights, and Crane puts on an iron mask that only covers half of his face, and watches as Caspars knocks rhythmically on the door.

Unlike last time, the knock on the door has been changing...... Crane listened carefully for a while, and saw the small plank on the door open, and eyes came out.

After the process of no difference, he put on a hooded robe and hid his entire face in the shadows.

Still the living room, still a flickering candle with a dimly lit light, Crane randomly found a place and sat quietly.

But unlike before, this time he was no longer depressed, no longer nervous, but leisurely looked around.

- The cold wind that blew on the back of his neck made him sure that the bodyguard lady had also come in with him, and no one had noticed.

The members of the gathering here really don't have the powerhouses of Sequence 5, and they may not even have Sequence 6...... Klein thought thoughtfully.

After listening for a while, he saw the "pharmacist" with a round face change his sitting posture, as if he wanted to speak.

Sure enough, the pharmacist, who showed half of his chubby face, quickly raised his hand and said:

"'Black Snake' seems to have died in the sewers......"

"The beasts are still wreaking havoc. ”

The "Black Snake" is dead? Hearing the news, Klein was quite stunned.

"Black Snake" is the man who sold him the relics of the "Listener" and allowed him to "successfully" make "filthy words", suspected of being a member of the Aurora Society.

His strength will not be low, and he actually died in the simple task of cleaning up the sewer beasts...... Klein frowned in confusion, and suddenly remembered something:

That's when he found Zereel's body and heard a thump in the depths of the sewers.

By the time he led Ian over, Zariel's body had been partially gnawed off by strange beasts.

It was at the bottom of Iron Carbon Street in the East End, quite far from the Beckland Bridge area, I don't know if there was a connection...... Klein had no urge to verify it.

The news of the death of the "Black Snake" quickly fermented in the dimly lit living room, attracting many people to whisper, exaggerating a bit of empathetic fear.

The pharmacist clapped his palms and said:

"So, what do I do?"

The whispering voices died out abruptly, and the silence in the room seemed to freeze.

Because the pharmacist was not afraid of offending people's admonition last time, Klein thought about it and took the initiative to speak:

"If I were you, I think I would give up the rest of the herbs and never go there again. ”

"Why? They mature quickly, and those beasts hide deep in the sewers and don't usually come out. The pharmacist asked with some hesitation.

Klein deliberately hoarsely said:

"There should be an organization behind the 'Black Snake', and his death will inevitably lead to an investigation, I don't think you should be willing to deal with them, right?"

Possession of the "Listener" relic does not mean that "Black Snake" is necessarily a member of the Aurora Society, but his calling the "True Creator" a great being confirms this.

Moreover, this kind of thing would rather believe that it is, rather than have a fluke mentality.

"Hmm. The pharmacist nodded slightly, as if he had made a decision.

Klein added a few more words:

"If it were me, I would have reported it to the police anonymously. ”

"What?" said many of the party members in astonishment.

Klein explained in the same tone:

"Since the beasts in the sewers can kill the 'black snakes', it means that they are very dangerous, and everyone lives in Beckland, and if they really cause any big disasters, it is difficult to guarantee that they will not affect themselves. ”

"So, the best option is to get the police to their attention and let the authorities deal with it. ”

"Isn't it great that we can enjoy good results without taking any risks?"

As soon as he finished speaking, the old gentleman of the "Eye of Wisdom" applauded:

"Great idea! We are afraid of the official extraordinary, but we can also use them and don't think about everything on our own. ”

This is because I am from an official extraordinary background, and my thinking is definitely different from that of a pure wild person like you...... Klein sneered.

After speaking, he returned to the attitude of spectators, listening to others selling or asking for goods and materials, watching the transactions succeed or fail, and there was nothing in them that interested him.

He didn't hang out the extraordinary variety of materials he needed for the time being, and planned to observe the circle a few more times.

As the minutes ticked by, the old gentleman "Eye of Wisdom" began to arrange for people to leave, one in three minutes.

Klein was the first to go out last time, and he didn't know what was going on, but now he noticed that there were at least five exits here, and the attendants of the "Eyes of Wisdom" would take different people through different passages, diverging as much as possible to extend the time.

Half an hour later, there were three party members left in the living room, except for the old gentleman "Eye of Wisdom", the other two were Klein and the man who appeared to be a pharmacist.

The "Eye of Wisdom" looked at Crane and said with a grinning voice:

"Looks like you're in luck. ”

He recognized me as the one who had purchased the ominous item of the Black Snake last time...... Klein smiled and said, "Yes, I won the bet." ”

Hearing the answer between the two, the pharmacist's eyes widened, he looked at Klein, and said for a long time:

"Do you have any other magical items like lucky? I thought you were dead before. ”

You're so direct...... Klein replied tactfully, "Maybe I'm lucky enough." ”

Actually, he would have liked to have something similar.

The "Eye of Wisdom" sighed: "Young man, don't always bet on luck, especially in this kind of thing, even if you have won many times before, as long as you lose once, there will be no chance of turning the tables." ”

"I know, that's why I'm here to see if I can buy anything useful, heh, I'm one of the same kind as you. Crane said casually.

"Kind?" the medicine man sighed exaggeratedly, "I should have listened to my teacher in the first place!"

Teacher...... He himself is suspected of being a "medicine man" ...... a "medicine man" path is controlled by the Mother Earth God Church and the School of Life respectively...... The way of transmission of the school of life is the master-apprentice system...... Klein's heart moved, and he asked curiously:

"Why do you say that?"

The pharmacist sighed and said, "My teacher made me choose the path that would make people lucky enough, but I ended up becoming a potion concoctor, and as a result, I haven't found the potion master material for the next sequence for two whole years, and your luck makes me jealous." ”

Make people lucky enough...... It's a lot like the "monster" sequential pathway...... What a person from the School of Life...... Klein smiled and said:

"What is your reason for choosing?"

The medicine man suddenly straightened his back and said:

"It's a man's choice!"

"After knowing that I could concoct a potion to improve my ability in that area, I didn't hesitate to choose this path!"