Start with the Readers Chapter 160: Farewell

At noon on Friday, Abner rushed to the steam train station before he had time to eat lunch, to see off the "Desolate Ones".

Speaking of which, he returned to the Essinger Detective Agency last night, and after telling the teacher the complete formula of "Erudite", he asked him about the information about "Thousand Skills Phantom".

Unfortunately, although Detective Essinger is somewhat sure of getting the "Crystal of the Phantom of Thousand Skills", he will have to wait until the end of the year when he returns to Lunburg to report on his duties...

Abner also held a ceremony afterwards and prayed to the "God of Knowledge and Wisdom", but he failed to get a response.

It seems that the God of Knowledge will not give me direct assistance...

Because he had already prepared in his heart, after all, the old dragon had to find a "tool man" even for news, so Abner was not disappointed.

…

On the platform of the steam train, an old man wearing a black formal suit and a half-height black top hat stepped out of the second-class carriage with his top hat in one hand and a suitcase in the other.

He doesn't look too old, only the corners of his eyes are slightly wrinkled, but his temples are completely white.

His name is Lawrence Nord, and he is a public school teacher from Conston, Midhayshire.

As soon as Lawrence got out of the car, he casually glanced at the platform, and saw a tall figure over two meters standing not far away, surrounded by several young people.

And he recognized one of the young men with black hair and red eyes, and he was extremely impressed.

"Viscount Cullen..." Lawrence murmured to himself. If this blood viscount hadn't passed by and helped in the disaster many years ago, few members of his family would have survived.

Lawrence also found a reason to leave the Presbyterian Church and come to Backlund was looking for another half-brother Roberto and half-brother Sam.

Unexpectedly, just after arriving in Backlund, he met a benefactor of the family.

He wanted to go over to have a chat, but he saw Viscount Karen and another pretty girl following the half-giant and boarding the steam train on the other side of the platform.

On the platform, there was only a young man with brown curly hair and copper-rimmed glasses waving goodbye to them.

"Forget it... Maybe the Viscount has long forgotten that little thing... At least it was a small thing for him." Lawrence laughed at himself, then looked away, and left with his salute station.

…

On the steam train, Captain Arsenov was still taciturn, as if he had no emotion about the parting.

Judy has a cheerful personality, and she was only a little bit reluctant when she said goodbye to Abner just now, but now she has recovered, with a smile on her face again.

As for Viscount Karen, in his long life, there have been countless such parting scenes, and he has long been used to it.

"On the platform just now, it seems that someone is looking at you?" At this moment, Judy suddenly asked Karen who was sitting opposite.

Obviously, the "biologist" was not fooled by Lawrence's self-concealed gaze.

Karen nodded, and said indifferently, "I saved him once... Speaking of which, the 'picture book' your father gave you has something to do with his family."

Judy nodded thoughtfully when she heard the words, and said after a while: "He's about to die...he has three months to live at most."

"I know, that's why I didn't go there... Hey, it's better not to see." Karen sighed.

…

The city of Tingen.

After lunch, Klein put on his hat and left the Blackthorn Security Company, arriving at the "Shooting Club" at No. 3 Zouterand Street.

Pushing open the door and entering the reception hall, he didn't go directly to the shooting range that belonged to the Nighthawks, but found a seat in the hall and sat down, holding the black cane with both hands and waiting patiently.

The place where he and Daxter agreed to meet was at this "Zotland Street Shooting Club"!

As for Daxter, he was his informant, a member of the Psychological Alchemy Society, and he was just a standard rookie. After all, his guide was already crazy.

After waiting for a while, at two minutes to one o'clock, Klein saw the rather gentle Daxter walk into the lobby of the "Shooting Club".

He was wearing a black silk top hat and a well-fitting tuxedo, holding a silver inlaid cane in his hand, and a pair of gold-rimmed glasses on his face.

Dust looked around for half a circle unobtrusively, and saw Klein who was nodding slightly, so he looked away, walked to the front desk, and applied for a shooting range and rented guns a little strangely.

After the two entered the same shooting range one after the other, Daxter asked in a deep voice: "Officer Moretti, why did you meet me this time?"

"I just want to ask you, do you need the formula of 'Mind Reader'?" Klein said frankly. He didn't hide his thoughts, after all, the opposite was an "audience", so it was not so easy to fool.

Ever since he got this recipe from the "Tower" at the Tarot Club, Klein had plans to sell it to Daxter. After all, after this period of observation, this gentleman's character is not bad, and he is backed by the "Psychological Alchemist Association", even if he is only a peripheral member, he will be able to get this formula sooner or later. If you don't sell it now, you may not have a chance in the future.

In addition, with this meeting with Daxter, he no longer needs to hide the potion formula, and can find sufficient excuses to hand it over to the captain, so as to accumulate more merit for him. Well, maybe you can get additional expense reimbursement.

It's a good deal to make two deals with a free formula... Klein thought with a better mood.

Dust stared into his eyes and asked after a moment of silence: "What do you want from me?"

Of course it is a gold pound! Klein almost blurted it out, but after thinking about it carefully, he felt that it was not reserved enough, and he also had to consider the other party's financial resources, so he hesitated for a while before deciding, "I need you to closely observe the situation of Hood Eugen, and Report to me at any time...Of course, the formula will not be given to you for nothing~IndoMTL.com~You need to pay 100 gold pounds in exchange...this is already very cheap."

"Officer, your words are not sincere enough, but the price part is true." Daxter suddenly said calmly.

…

Looking at the steam train going away, Judy's promise "When you come to Feneport, treat you to Servia's meringue pie" and Viscount Karen's "New Send him the gift as soon as possible", Abner sighed with some disappointment.

Although he has only been with Judy and Karen for two weeks, he has already formed a friendship with them, and parting at this moment will inevitably make Abner, who is not used to it, a little uncomfortable.

Shaking his head and throwing away these thoughts, Abner decided to go to the garden villa entrusted to him first, and if there were no problems, he would move in as soon as possible.

Since the mainstream newspapers have been promoting him as the "savior of Severas Field" this morning, the teacher's home has been surrounded by reporters again, and even the normal entrusted business has been affected. If he hadn't had the "clown mask", he might not have been able to come out to bid farewell to the "Desolate Ones".

Even for peace, he has to move as soon as possible.

…

28 Kingston Street, Jorwood.

This is a three-story building with a small garden. The layout is not very large, but the interior decoration is exquisite, and it can be seen that his previous owner was very tasteful.

Abner walked closer, took off the "clown mask" first, and then opened the door with a key.

Then, he saw a man and a woman coming out of the living room upon hearing the sound.

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