Lord of the Mysteries Chapter 20: you can’t judge a book by its cover
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A living person and dozens of corpses played poker in a dimly lit room for half a night. This kind of scene makes people more and more scared, and their scalp is numb.
Klein contained the instinctive fear, looking pale in front of him, and the dark brown eyes were full of maliciousness. The whole person revealed a little mad 28-29 years old man, pretending to be deterred by the other ’s momentum, and took a step back Kaspars left the card room and closed the door.
The man asked lowly:
"Are you looking for bodyguards?"
"... Yes." Klein swallowed deliberately.
The other party ’s strangeness both scared him and brought him some peace of mind.
The stronger and stronger the bodyguard, the safer he is naturally!
Pale-faced man in a black vest raised his chin and said:
"Why are you looking for a bodyguard? How much are you willing to pay for this?"
Klein did n’t answer immediately, and thought for tens of seconds before saying:
“I will tell you the specific situation of the task first. After you evaluate it, give me a price. If I can pay it, or have the equivalent item, the transaction will be concluded. If the situation is the opposite, I can only give up , Find someone else. "
The malicious-looking man did not open his mouth and gently nodded his head, beckoning Klein to tell.
Klein looked at those Living Corpses deliberately, treated them as normal poker players, and asked "whether those guys should be kicked out of the room before answering" with their eyes.
"No," the pale-faced man said in a deep voice.
Klein weighed it carefully and described it faithfully:
"I offended an influential figure, there may be a nationally supported influential figure behind it."
Suddenly there was no movement in the solitaire room, completely silent, the man with a slightly mad man with hidden eyes was stiff in place, and it seemed to become a plaster statue.
After nearly a minute, he slowly said:
"This task is priceless."
"You go out."
Ah? Klein didn't respond in the first time. He didn't realize that the deal could not be reached until the opponent turned to the table.
You pulled a bunch of Living Corpse to play cards in the room, the performance is quite high, and the strength is very strong, but the result is scared? You are obviously crazy ... Klein added, wondering whether to cry or laugh:
"That influential figure is not so free in Beckland."
The black vest man ignored him and sat down again, and those Living Corpse began to deal cards and throw chips.
Klein sighed, exited the room and saw Kaspars Kanlinen, a half-century man with rosacea and a brutal wound, waiting outside.
"Failed to reach a deal." Klein spread his hand.
Kaspars did n’t show surprise, and pondered for a few seconds:
"The price he opened is too high?"
"No, he thinks the task is too difficult." Klein did not conceal.
Kaspars frowned slightly:
"Maric is one of the most terrifying people I know. He is not even afraid of bullets. Since he thinks that the task is difficult, I think I ca n’t help you contact other powerful guys."
"Sorry." Klein sighed.
Kaspars clenched his right fist and hit the lower left chest:
"May may the Storms be with you."
Then I will die ... Klein laughs with pleasure:
"Thank you."
"You can try to help me ask some great guys from other places, I will pay you a certain reward, um ... I will come again tomorrow night."
After getting an affirmative answer, he left Hero Bar with a little sadness and was not even interested in playing a game of table tennis.
Am I too honest? If the commission is described in a simpler way, Maric just agreed ... I do n’t know how much he will ask for compensation ... Hey, let others help me face the dangers when they are concealed. This is not my style ... An Extraordinary, if it always violates the inner true thoughts and its own principles, I am afraid that it is not far away from being out of control ... Klein is half boasted and half relieved to change to a carriage and return to Minsk Street.
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After washing, Klein did n’t waste charcoal, went directly to the bedroom, and pulled the curtains to isolate the room from the outside world.
On the way back, he thought about it for a while, and found that the dangers that might arise are not unsolvable.
For the unknown ambassador, his main and fundamental purpose was to find Ian Wright. The reason why he sent me to deal with me was because he wanted to get the clues of Ian. He could not get the answer before he considered killing. spiritism ... If he can let him know that I ca n’t find Ian, under the supervision of the special department of the military, he ca n’t commit an adventure for a thug ...
Of course, my appearance, I exceeded his expected strength, let their actions be exposed, suffered a serious setback, and in exchange for me as the ambassador, I will definitely think about revenge and anger, but It ’s definitely not the present, it ’s not the tense and turbulent situation now ... Well, the prerequisite is that the ambassador has a brain, not a straw bag that only knows the anger by purely relationship ... Allowing him to host such an important thing shows that he should still be more reliable Of ...
That is to say, the crux of the problem lies in the whereabouts of Ian Wright!
Well ... there is still a hidden danger. After the ambassador's failure, will he deliberately disclose to the military special department that Mersso is Extraordinary, let them know that my strength is doubtful, and revenge me with their hands ... … This is just a matter of talking, there is no difficulty, you must beware ...
Klein analyzed the situation clearly, and suddenly had the urge to buy the murderous ambassador.
But thinking about the mighty sequencer that might be around him, he was frustrated again.
"I do n’t know if the messenger can accept my delegation without the Mister Ards ’s consent ... should not work ... pay close attention to this matter and find a chance to kill him? Since he sent someone to kill me, I will not kill him There will be a little psychological burden ... By the way, you can consider promulgating this task on Tarot Society. See if Miss Justice and Mr. Hanged Man have a way ... Maybe, if you can spend a large price, please move that Mr. A or expert of the equivalent sequence ... "Klein suddenly spiritual light flashed and thought of "Tarot Society".
With an idea, he settled a lot, turned over the paper and pen, and wrote the divination sentence:
"The whereabouts of Ian Wright."
After confirming that there is no hidden Extraordinary in the room, Klein glanced at the curtains peeping out from the outside, recalling the appearance of Ian, reading the divination statement silently, leaning back against the back of the chair.
He quickly entered a dream. In that illusory world, he saw a dark, small, and dirty room with a high and low bed and a floor, and he slept four people.
Ian is at the top of the high-low bed, curled up, pressing the old satchel, and is sleeping soundly.
Dream breaks, Klein opens his eyes and interprets the revelation:
"This kind of accommodation environment only exists in the eastern district and Beckland bridge district domains, but that is an extremely huge place. Even if all the police of Beckland are all dispatched, it ca n’t really be investigated ..."
"Ian is very careful, nothing is left with me, otherwise I can find him by staff divination ..."
After thinking for a few minutes, Klein picked up the pen and added a piece of content before and after the divination statement, making it a defensive statement:
"I don't know the whereabouts of Ian Wright. After I found the body of Zyrell, I never saw him again."
The paper was just put on the desk, with a pen on the edge.
After doing all this, Klein stood up and returned to the bed, using a less obvious way of flipping coins to quickly confirm whether someone was watching his every move.
After getting a negative answer, he quickly reversed four steps, chanting the mantra, and entered above the grey mist.
In that ancient and majestic palace, Klein did not care to examine the surrounding conditions, and repeated divination just now.
Seeing the negative answer unchanged, he was no longer so nervous, and looked up to the side, and found that the core position of the newly added crimson stars was stained with a little sunshine like gold.
"Is this the source of the warmth I feel?" Klein spread spirituality and touched it carefully in response to the request.
Lights and shadows change, and a blurry scene quickly emerges in front of him.
The petite girl and a brown-haired lady who was trying to pull into above the grey mist are standing in front of the "altar", and a man wearing a white hard shell mask chanted Eternal Blazing Sun in response. The esteemed name creates a warm, pure light.
This is looking for someone to exorcise evil? Klein almost smiled.
At this time, he finally figured out the reason for the previous situation. It was not anyone who penetrated grey mist and locked him. This kind of people like Justice and others chanted esteemed name and prayed, and after grey mist received the message, Naturally instinctive feedback to him, but because it is not a prayer, the illusion of layered sound becomes a warm current.
"clue, this belongs to clue, not damage and influence ..." Klein made a clear judgment.
At the same time, he also probably determined one thing, that is, the way above the grey mist this mysterious space establishes contact with Miss Justice is not absolutely weird, not within the rules of this world, it will still be subject to certain constraints , Will be affected to a certain extent by specific methods.
Klein continued the picture in front of looks at, listening to the voice of speech, and stunned to find that this lasted longer than any time before.
Before that, he could n’t take the initiative to spy on the corresponding target of the Crimson Star, unless the other party prayed, he could receive the corresponding scene.
Another situation is when he gives feedback, he can see the scene and hear the sound of synchronization, but once the response is over, he can no longer obtain additional information.
Now, he is like watching a video, which lasted for a long time and is full of mosaic reality video.
He witnessed the petite lady talking with a man wearing a golden mask in the study, heard her companion calling her Quinn, and understood that she was seeking extraordinary materials for the "Officer" magical medicine ...
Until the two ladies came home, Klein regretted that they could not clearly see their house numbers, and the "video" came to an end.
Looking at the gradually disappearing golden sunlight, he thoughtfully thought nodded and vaguely understood why this anomaly occurred.
"That is to say, the power of purification has helped me maintain the corresponding channel? The 30 pounds of Quinn cost a lot of money ... I do n’t know when I can sustain myself ..." Klein shook his head and realized With a pen and paper, I intend to continue the whereabouts of divination Ian Wright in above the grey mist.