Lord of the Mysteries Chapter 35: Waiting parties
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Both parties know the whereabouts of the Hermosyn manuscript, and this matter will end tonight ... The ambassador will also be able to draw take action and have the spare time to take action such as revenge ... Is this the reason the danger is coming? Klein probably understood the previous divination results and some inexplicable signs.
If there is no Language of Filth talisman and no strong bodyguards of 1,000 pounds for three days, he will most likely go to the police station, go to the God of Steam and Mechanics church's Beckland headquarters Church of Saint Thiran "temporary residence", avoid possible attacks, wait for the ambassador to be assassinated-as for the assassination Whether it is successful or not, Klein is not sure. Anyway, he has considered the worst result and has a certain plan.
But now that he has double preparations, he will undoubtedly not adopt a strategy of evasion, still staying at home and not knowing what to do.
In his heart, he even looked forward to attacker coming home.
The Hunter Mersso of Sequence Nine was killed by me, and then sent to someone, at least it will be a Sequence Seven, maybe even Sequence Six, Sequence Five, or the number of heaps, anyway, as long as they are solved, I will get formula, get Extraordinary characteristics, redeem Some losses ... Well, I will tell my Miss Bodyguard that I was lucky, I got the benefit from the "black ears" I bought, and became Extraordinary. After all, if the fighting is fierce, I ca n’t hide this at all, and what I said Almost true, I did get a lot of benefit from that "black ear" ... Klein thought about the next thing, almost instinctively to draw scarlet moon on the chest.
May Goddess bless you, that is Extraordinary of that Divinator path! He silently prayed.
Thinking about this, he looked around the room and wanted to find his bodyguard, worrying that the other party would run quietly after hearing the whole story.
The living room and dining room are warmly lit, illuminating the coffee table, sofa, and chair, and no one else.
Just Klein Gradually, he suddenly saw a light appear on the glass cover of the gas lamp in the living room area. face Holes, pale hair color, delicate appearance, face pale.
This lady is still quite confident in her own strength ... Klein's calms down, and whispered to herself like this:
"I am also Extraordinary."
"I went to the party through Kaspars and bought a item for luck, and got some benefits, of course, only benefits for people like me."
His two sentences are true, and no matter what method he faces, he can stand the test.
But putting these two sentences together will make people think that the advantage makes him Extraordinary.
The face hole on the glass cover of the gas lamp nodded slightly and disappeared quickly. Nothing happened.
The appearance of Klein seems unchanged, but the heart is quietly sighed.
He returned to the sofa area without taking off his coat, picked up a newspaper, and flipped it around.
after a while, ding dong echoed again, and someone rang the doorbell again.
Who? Klein's's spirit tightened instantly, his hands were inserted into his pockets, and he touched tarot card and Language of Filth talisman respectively.
He walked slowly to the gate. With the help of Clown, he foretold the scene that he would see after opening the door:
scarlet moon is still looming. The elegant gas street lamp has not changed. A sheriff wearing a black and white uniform and three badges with V badges waits impatiently by the door.
He has brown and yellow short beards under his jaws, which was the sergeant who handled the "Sherlock Moriarty legitimate defense case" before.
Jurgen seems to mention his name, Sheriff Fasin? Well, I can go back and get the 10 pounds bail tomorrow ... What is he going to do? MI9 sent him to find Ian Wright? Or tell me where to go to avoid the danger? In doubt, Klein held the handle.
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Located in the Intis ambassador hall of Beckland western district, the lights are brightly lit, and the flavors of various perfumes and liquors accompany the melodious melody and spread to every corner.
A ball is being held here.
In the past few years as ambassador Beckley, he often held dances at the embassy, inviting Ruen Kingdom bankers, large factory owners, large philanthropists, and other well-known rich people to participate in great lawyer, and randomly assigned to certain sub-level Businessman opportunity.
In this atmosphere, he will tell the guests about the prosperity and openness of Trier, and that Republic of Intis is no longer dominated by nobility. Bankers, factory owners, Lawyer and other people are the masters of the country. Most of the seats determine the direction of national policy, enjoy true freedom, and have a lofty status.
Today's Beckley is doing similar things, holding wine glasses, and constantly appearing in front of guests. It seems to want to prove that he was at the banquet at this time and did not go out.
I should have got the manuscript ... I knew that Ian Wright appeared in the telegraph office of White Rum Street from the detective who was trembling with fear, and I was setting up everything. Now is the time to reap ... face is thin but The tasteful Beckley drank Aurmir wine with a **** mouth and walked towards the balcony, planning to blow the cool breeze at night.
After learning that Ian had sent a telegram, as a senior "Conspirator" and a professional intelligence officer, Beckley keenly thought that the other party was contacting the boss ’s boss, so he quickly let the double-sided spy investigation lurking in the Beckland group of the Fusac Empire intelligence agency, Obtained the meeting time, place and method agreed by Ian and the "team leader".
After that, he pretended that there was no such thing, and he continued to send people to find Ian near White Rum Street, and successfully found the other party, which also attracted MI9's resistance.
According to his arrangement, the on-site intelligence personnel deliberately released Ian, so that MI9 believed that both parties were on the same starting line.
After paralyzing his main opponent, he deployed other, unexposed intelligence personnel, ambushing the "team leader" of Ian and Fusac Empire, trying to find the manuscript and bring out Ruen Kingdom without MI9's awareness.
The progress of the matter was as smooth as he expected, but the news passed back in the evening made him feel very heavy.
The people of MI9 have appeared!
They should have been concealed!
There is Rossago, which is definitely not a factor of divination, and MI9 is not good at divination at all ... This shows that we have moths inside ... I hope Rossago can take the first step, get the manuscript, and give it to the "shadow" to take away ... Beckley In order to avoid suspicion, the party was deliberately organized, so that it can no longer interfere with the progress of the matter, and can only pray for the subordinates to be competent.
According to his arrangement, after Rossago succeeds, item will be transferred to another intelligence officer, an intelligence officer who has never been activated before. Then, Rossago will lead away the MI9 and create some incidents, Continue to interfere with "sight" and attract attention for companions. In this process, Beckley asked Rossago to kill the little detective.
If it were not for him, things would never be known by the people of MI9, everything would go very smoothly ... I will not be exposed to anything related to Zmanger Party, and I will not be transferred back to the country ... he did n’t escape, Thought that the MI9 people will always protect him, staying at home is safer than running away? Beckley rubbed his face.
He has received the order, and after the action corresponding to the manuscript is over, he will hand over the intelligence-related matters to the first-class military officer of the embassy, waiting for the new ambassador to take over.
Beckley is quite reluctant here. Although Beckland has bad weather and heavy pollution, it is one of the most prosperous cities in the world.
And the ladies and ladies here are more conservative, not the domestic sluts, slowly seduce them to go to bed, a little bit to remove their conservatism, is a very fulfilling and very fascinating thing, unfortunately, I want to say goodbye Beautiful person ... Beckley thought a little bit depressed, growing more resentful of the little detective who dared to resist.
As for the safety of Rossago itself, Beckley is not worried at all. He believes that if the other party is willing, as long as he is not locked by high sequence expert, he can escape immediately if he wants to escape. This is because Rossago has a special extraordinary ability.
Thinking about it, Beckley suddenly blinked, and saw a young girl in a dark red dress standing on the edge of the balcony with a glass of wine.
She has beautiful face and elegant temperament. Her dark hair is elegant and smooth, and the light brown pupils seems to hide many words.
Beckley immediately walked over and talked with each other familiarly, and learned that this girl was the daughter of a timber merchant, called Irene. Her father was not too rich and was trying to drill into the upper level.
With the help of Intis ambassador's identity, Beckley quickly gained the admiration of Irene.
After dancing two dances together, the body movements of the two became intimate.
"Beautiful lady, I want to invite you to my room to taste Aurmir wine, 1286." Beckley hinted.
Irene replied with little hesitation:
"Okay."
The two left the ball hall and quietly came to second floor, entered the room of Beckley, and kept the guard away, do not disturb.
The so-called Aurmir wine did not appear in 1286, and Beckley enthusiastically brought Irene to bed.
Irene does n’t count as a complicated skirt falling, and her white arms hug each other.
Her hands grabbed the shoulder blades of Beckley, and her nails and veins suddenly grew black, thin and fluffy "spider feet"!
Boom!
Irene's eyes suddenly raised slightly, and white foam appeared in his mouth.
Beckley withdrew the fist that hit the other person ’s abdomen and stood up from the bed. There was no more haste and coldness.
"Who sent you?" Beckley asked lowly.
Irene wanted to stand up, but it was difficult to succeed in pain, and his eyes were horrified and stunned.
Seeing this beautiful girl's expression, Beckley smiled and smiled:
"I am really obsessed with beautiful ladies, but I know this problem myself, so every time I face a beautiful lady, I am very careful."
"Speak, who sent you?"
"Do n’t think about patience, I am very good at using fire."