Pour the coffee and return to the arsenal to get a thick stack of historical materials and drafts compiled by Old Neil. Klein followed the gas lamps on the wall and turned to the ladder leading to the Black Thorn Security Company.
Da, da, da, footsteps echoed in the sealed and empty underground.
Klein finished the hovering stairs, pushed open the door, identified it for a moment, and headed straight to the second office opposite.
After two days of familiarity, he has roughly figured out the layout of Black Thorn Security Company:
Just in the beginning, there is a spacious reception hall with a group of sofas and tables and chairs. Through partitions, it is the inner area. The three rooms on the left side of the corridor are from near to far. The accounting room belonging to Mrs. Oriana, several lounges similar to sofa beds, and the stairs leading to the ground.
The three rooms on the right are from near to far, including captain Dunn Smith's office, the civilian office with typewriters, and the entertainment room of the official members of the Night Staff Team.
Klein had seen Leonard Mitchell playing cards with two other team members in the entertainment room. He guessed it was Landlord. Of course, Emperor Rossell had renamed it "Fight Evil", but the gameplay was no different from what Klein knew.
Bright had a day of sleep-filled benefit after nighttime. Rosan stayed at the reception desk. Xizel Francis, who was responsible for purchasing and applying for supplies and working as a part-time coachman, went out as usual. When Klein pushed open the door of the civilian office, all three tables inside were empty, and a purely mechanical typewriter was quietly placed.
Axon's 1346 typewriter... Klein, who had seen similar items in the tutor's office and Welch's home, whispered, feeling that the vaguely visible complex control system was full of mechanical beauty.
He walked to the desk with a typewriter and sat down, brewed for a while, and tried to type virtually.
At the beginning, he always instinctively processed it into pinyin, and only then did he get familiar with it could digest the corresponding memory fragments of the original owner and no longer make mistakes.
Da, da, da!
The rhythmic keyboard typing sounds like a hard music from metal and industry. With this melody, Klein quickly prepared the documents to apply for funds.
But he did not rush to find Dunn Smith, but instead calmed down and carefully read the historical materials provided by Old Neil, which were both reviewing and learning.
As noon approached, he moved his neck, put away the information, and based on the draft of the Mystics Course, he reminisced and consolidated the content he learned in the morning.
Then he did not deliberately endure it and let the penis ejaculate. All the semen ejaculated on Mrs. Oriana's face, and some rushed straight into Mrs. Oriana's nose, causing Mrs. Oriana to choke. The thick semen put a layer of exquisite makeup on Mrs. Oriana.
Mrs. Oriana glared at Klein fiercely, then spread her feet slightly apart, bent her body and supported her hands on the ground, crawled into the space under the table, lifted up her black stockings and shook her temptation to seduce Klein.
Klein moved forward and slapped her black stockings and slapped her ass with his cock.
Oh~, it's so big and hot~, insert it quickly~
Klein's cock slapped Mrs. Oriana's black silk pussy hard, and her pussy was beaten so hard that it splashed out of vaginal fluid.
Klein stood up and inserted his penis into Mrs. Oriana's black silk pussy. With a sniffle, the vaginal fluid in her vagina was squeezed out, and Mrs. Oriana's moan was squeezed out at the same time.
Hooh~, it's so big~
Klein raised his hand and hit her beautiful black stockings ass. The loud slap and trembled with the trembling of the black stockings' legs, causing Mrs. Oriana to scream.
Klein held Mrs. Oriana's black stockings and thrust, and the crotch and buttocks made a clanging sound. The shock of the buttocks reached the beautiful legs of the black stockings. I don't know if Mrs. Oriana was trembling or her legs were shaking randomly. The high heels hit the ground and made a crisp sound, which was about to cover the sound of the dripping water falling to the ground.
Oh oh~ I'm going to go~ I'm going to be thrust by a huge cock until it reaches orgasm!Go~!!
Crane was still thrusting, and Mrs. Oriana's waist suddenly spasmed, and she sprayed vaginal fluid downwards like a shower, making her black stockings wet legs. She sprayed it particularly strongly when the penis was inserted deep. Crane stopped thrusting, and Mrs. Oriana had already put on a lewd orgasm face.
It was not until this time that he took the application form, came to the office next door, and knocked on the door gently.
Dunn was waiting for lunch to arrive. After seeing the documents handed over by Klein, his mouth curled up slightly:
Old Neil taught you?
Um.Klein betrayed Old Neil without hesitation.
Dunn picked up the dark red pen and signed it:
I just need to apply for funds for July, August and September from the church and the County Police Department. I will include you and find Mrs. Oriana to withdraw it after approval. Lingbai will be able to receive it in the afternoon.
OKKlein replied concisely and vigorously.
His tone and eyes were filled with obvious joy.
Before saying goodbye, he asked casually:
Shouldn’t the funds for July, August and September be completed in June?
How can I apply for funds for July again in July?
Dunn was silent for a few seconds, picked up the coffee cup and took a sip:
June encountered three consecutive cases, so busy that some things were forgotten.
He is worthy of being the captain with poor memory... Klein knew that he had asked questions he shouldn't have asked, laughed dryly and hurried out.
In this way, he began a simple and regular life, half an hour of meditation in the morning, two hours of mystery courses in the morning, one and a half hours of mastering historical materials, and after lunch, he took a nap in the lounge to recover his energy.
Then, collect the bullets and go to the shooting club to practice. After the practice, you will take a walk to the not-so-distant Welch residence, change the route, and walk back to the Iron Cross Street. This will save you a public carriage fare. If you still have free time, be proficient in the skills such as spiritual vision and spiritual pendulum, and buy some vegetables.
…………
Inside a private chemistry laboratory with complete instruments and items.
Audrey, tall, blonde and soft hair, stared at the cup in her hand, and saw countless bubbles coming out, making the atmosphere quiet.
Finally, the liquid in the cup precipitates to a viscous silvery white.
Haha, I really have the talent for mysticism, and I succeeded in one go!I was worried about failure before, so I prepared two pieces of materials!The girl said to herself with joy.
She packed up the various remaining materials she had in the family treasure house and exchanged with others, took a deep breath, prepared to close her eyes and drink the glass of audience potion.
Just then, a woofy scream came from outside the laboratory, and Audrey frowned.
She put the cup with the silver liquid gently rippling into the dark corner, turned around and walked to the door.
Susie, who is here?Audrey twisted the handle and asked the big golden retriever sitting upright at the door.
The golden retriever Susie wags her tail and looks flattering, while the close maid Anne appears in the nearby corridor.
Audrey walked out of the lab, grabbed the door with her backhand, and looked at Anne and said:
Didn’t you say it?Don't bother me when I'm doing chemistry experiments.
Anne replied distressedly:
There may be a invitation from the Duchess, Mrs. Dela.
The wife of Duke Negan?Audrey walked a few steps forward and approached Anne.
Yes, she invited the palace baker Ms. Weiwei to invite her wife to go and have afternoon tea with you.Anne said the content of the invitation.
Audrey bulged her cheeks invisibly and said:
Tell my mother that I was dizzy, maybe the sun was too strong and a little dehydrated, so I asked her to say sorry to Mrs. Dela on my behalf.
While speaking, she looked weak.
Miss, this is not just afternoon tea, it is also a literary salon.Anne added.
But this doesn't cure my dizziness, I need a rest.Audrey refused firmly.
At the same time, she silently muttered in her heart: If you persist, I will faint and show you. The etiquette teacher said that my movement was perfect... I seemed to hear some sound?
All right.Annie breathed, do you need me to help you back to your room?
No, I'll clean up the lab first.Audrey wanted to return immediately and take the potion.
But she still suppressed her temper and watched Annie go away before turning back to the door of the laboratory.
Suddenly, she found that Susie, the big golden dog who should have been outside, was missing, and the door to the laboratory was half open.
I forgot that Susie would open the door with a handle...what sound?not good!Audrey heard a crisp movement inside, and suddenly had an association and rushed into the laboratory.
As far as she saw was the cup that broke to the ground, the last drop of silver liquid that the golden retriever Susie licked off.
Audrey was stunned at the door, like a statue.
The golden retriever Susie sat upright immediately, looked at the master with innocent eyes, and shook her tail.
…………
Offshore location of Pritz Port, an island that always shrouds storms, an ancient sailboat parked at the port.
The man with soft yellow hair and lightning patterned robe looked at Alger Wilson opposite and said in confusion:
Alger, you can definitely return to the Kingdom and become the captain of the Punisher Squad or a decent bishop. Why choose to go out to sea and become the captain of the ‘Ghost Blue Avengers’?
Alger's rough and profound face had no extra expression, and he replied solemnly:
The sea belongs to the storm, this is the kingdom of the Lord, and I am willing to follow the will of the Lord and inspect this kingdom for Him.
All right.The yellow-haired man clenched his fist and said, "The storm is with you."
The storm is with you.Arger replied with standard etiquette.
He stood on the deck of few crew members, watching his companions leave the ghost ship, moving further and further.
Sainz, you don't understand because you don't know enough... Alger whispered silently.
Meanwhile, Audrey completed the second modulation in fear.
Looking at the silver potion that was no different from before, she almost shed tears in her eyes.
Huh, she drank the audience potion in small sips and quickly.
…………
On Friday, a heavy rain hit Tingen, with raucous raindrops pounding all the windows.
Within Black Thorn Security, Klein, Rosanne and Bright sat on the sofa in the reception hall, enjoying lunch on the table.
Because there is only a stove for boiling water here, it is impossible for Klein to eat black bread every day, or go back in a public carriage, so after he walked from Iron Cross to Welch's residence in the afternoon, he had to consider taking a bus back, which was a waste of money, so he had to follow his colleagues such as Luo Shan to eat the so-called office food.
The nearby Oldville restaurant will send a waiter to come on time at 10:30 every day to ask how many people here need lunch. After determining the number of servings, they will deliver them at 12:30 noon and use utensils similar to lunch boxes. At 3:00 pm, ask if they order dinner and recycle tableware.
Such foods include meat, vegetables, and bread. Although the portions are not very large, they can barely make a person full. A meal ranges from 7p to 10p, and there are different levels.
Klein was thick-skinned and chose 7p each time, usually half a pound of Yàn wheat bread, a small piece of meat made from different methods, a spoonful of soup with vegetables, and a little cream, or butter.
Today, there was only one night watcher... Luo Shan used a spoon to put the soup into her mouth.
I heard that there was a case in Jinwutong District, which had sectarian elements, so the police department invited two night watchmen to come over... Bright put down the bag and said.
Klein dipped the remaining Yàn wheat bread in the final gravy and stuffed it into his mouth without saying anything.
A silver chain with citrine hanging on his left cuff was vaguely wrapped around his cuff.
At this moment, a thudding sound came from the half-closed door.
...Please come in.Luo Shan was stunned for a moment, put the spoon, quickly wiped her mouth with a handkerchief, and stood up and said.
The door was pushed open, and a man wearing a half-tall hat and was wet on his left shoulder on his black formal suit.
His temples were gray, and he held the umbrella in his hand and looked at Klein and others:
Is this the former mercenary squad?
So to say.Luo Shan answered with great knowledge.
The tall and thin man coughed:
I have a task that I want to delegate.
Da, da, da, footsteps echoed in the sealed and empty underground.
Klein finished the hovering stairs, pushed open the door, identified it for a moment, and headed straight to the second office opposite.
After two days of familiarity, he has roughly figured out the layout of Black Thorn Security Company:
Just in the beginning, there is a spacious reception hall with a group of sofas and tables and chairs. Through partitions, it is the inner area. The three rooms on the left side of the corridor are from near to far. The accounting room belonging to Mrs. Oriana, several lounges similar to sofa beds, and the stairs leading to the ground.
The three rooms on the right are from near to far, including captain Dunn Smith's office, the civilian office with typewriters, and the entertainment room of the official members of the Night Staff Team.
Klein had seen Leonard Mitchell playing cards with two other team members in the entertainment room. He guessed it was Landlord. Of course, Emperor Rossell had renamed it "Fight Evil", but the gameplay was no different from what Klein knew.
Bright had a day of sleep-filled benefit after nighttime. Rosan stayed at the reception desk. Xizel Francis, who was responsible for purchasing and applying for supplies and working as a part-time coachman, went out as usual. When Klein pushed open the door of the civilian office, all three tables inside were empty, and a purely mechanical typewriter was quietly placed.
Axon's 1346 typewriter... Klein, who had seen similar items in the tutor's office and Welch's home, whispered, feeling that the vaguely visible complex control system was full of mechanical beauty.
He walked to the desk with a typewriter and sat down, brewed for a while, and tried to type virtually.
At the beginning, he always instinctively processed it into pinyin, and only then did he get familiar with it could digest the corresponding memory fragments of the original owner and no longer make mistakes.
Da, da, da!
The rhythmic keyboard typing sounds like a hard music from metal and industry. With this melody, Klein quickly prepared the documents to apply for funds.
But he did not rush to find Dunn Smith, but instead calmed down and carefully read the historical materials provided by Old Neil, which were both reviewing and learning.
As noon approached, he moved his neck, put away the information, and based on the draft of the Mystics Course, he reminisced and consolidated the content he learned in the morning.
Then he did not deliberately endure it and let the penis ejaculate. All the semen ejaculated on Mrs. Oriana's face, and some rushed straight into Mrs. Oriana's nose, causing Mrs. Oriana to choke. The thick semen put a layer of exquisite makeup on Mrs. Oriana.
Mrs. Oriana glared at Klein fiercely, then spread her feet slightly apart, bent her body and supported her hands on the ground, crawled into the space under the table, lifted up her black stockings and shook her temptation to seduce Klein.
Klein moved forward and slapped her black stockings and slapped her ass with his cock.
Oh~, it's so big and hot~, insert it quickly~
Klein's cock slapped Mrs. Oriana's black silk pussy hard, and her pussy was beaten so hard that it splashed out of vaginal fluid.
Klein stood up and inserted his penis into Mrs. Oriana's black silk pussy. With a sniffle, the vaginal fluid in her vagina was squeezed out, and Mrs. Oriana's moan was squeezed out at the same time.
Hooh~, it's so big~
Klein raised his hand and hit her beautiful black stockings ass. The loud slap and trembled with the trembling of the black stockings' legs, causing Mrs. Oriana to scream.
Klein held Mrs. Oriana's black stockings and thrust, and the crotch and buttocks made a clanging sound. The shock of the buttocks reached the beautiful legs of the black stockings. I don't know if Mrs. Oriana was trembling or her legs were shaking randomly. The high heels hit the ground and made a crisp sound, which was about to cover the sound of the dripping water falling to the ground.
Oh oh~ I'm going to go~ I'm going to be thrust by a huge cock until it reaches orgasm!Go~!!
Crane was still thrusting, and Mrs. Oriana's waist suddenly spasmed, and she sprayed vaginal fluid downwards like a shower, making her black stockings wet legs. She sprayed it particularly strongly when the penis was inserted deep. Crane stopped thrusting, and Mrs. Oriana had already put on a lewd orgasm face.
It was not until this time that he took the application form, came to the office next door, and knocked on the door gently.
Dunn was waiting for lunch to arrive. After seeing the documents handed over by Klein, his mouth curled up slightly:
Old Neil taught you?
Um.Klein betrayed Old Neil without hesitation.
Dunn picked up the dark red pen and signed it:
I just need to apply for funds for July, August and September from the church and the County Police Department. I will include you and find Mrs. Oriana to withdraw it after approval. Lingbai will be able to receive it in the afternoon.
OKKlein replied concisely and vigorously.
His tone and eyes were filled with obvious joy.
Before saying goodbye, he asked casually:
Shouldn’t the funds for July, August and September be completed in June?
How can I apply for funds for July again in July?
Dunn was silent for a few seconds, picked up the coffee cup and took a sip:
June encountered three consecutive cases, so busy that some things were forgotten.
He is worthy of being the captain with poor memory... Klein knew that he had asked questions he shouldn't have asked, laughed dryly and hurried out.
In this way, he began a simple and regular life, half an hour of meditation in the morning, two hours of mystery courses in the morning, one and a half hours of mastering historical materials, and after lunch, he took a nap in the lounge to recover his energy.
Then, collect the bullets and go to the shooting club to practice. After the practice, you will take a walk to the not-so-distant Welch residence, change the route, and walk back to the Iron Cross Street. This will save you a public carriage fare. If you still have free time, be proficient in the skills such as spiritual vision and spiritual pendulum, and buy some vegetables.
…………
Inside a private chemistry laboratory with complete instruments and items.
Audrey, tall, blonde and soft hair, stared at the cup in her hand, and saw countless bubbles coming out, making the atmosphere quiet.
Finally, the liquid in the cup precipitates to a viscous silvery white.
Haha, I really have the talent for mysticism, and I succeeded in one go!I was worried about failure before, so I prepared two pieces of materials!The girl said to herself with joy.
She packed up the various remaining materials she had in the family treasure house and exchanged with others, took a deep breath, prepared to close her eyes and drink the glass of audience potion.
Just then, a woofy scream came from outside the laboratory, and Audrey frowned.
She put the cup with the silver liquid gently rippling into the dark corner, turned around and walked to the door.
Susie, who is here?Audrey twisted the handle and asked the big golden retriever sitting upright at the door.
The golden retriever Susie wags her tail and looks flattering, while the close maid Anne appears in the nearby corridor.
Audrey walked out of the lab, grabbed the door with her backhand, and looked at Anne and said:
Didn’t you say it?Don't bother me when I'm doing chemistry experiments.
Anne replied distressedly:
There may be a invitation from the Duchess, Mrs. Dela.
The wife of Duke Negan?Audrey walked a few steps forward and approached Anne.
Yes, she invited the palace baker Ms. Weiwei to invite her wife to go and have afternoon tea with you.Anne said the content of the invitation.
Audrey bulged her cheeks invisibly and said:
Tell my mother that I was dizzy, maybe the sun was too strong and a little dehydrated, so I asked her to say sorry to Mrs. Dela on my behalf.
While speaking, she looked weak.
Miss, this is not just afternoon tea, it is also a literary salon.Anne added.
But this doesn't cure my dizziness, I need a rest.Audrey refused firmly.
At the same time, she silently muttered in her heart: If you persist, I will faint and show you. The etiquette teacher said that my movement was perfect... I seemed to hear some sound?
All right.Annie breathed, do you need me to help you back to your room?
No, I'll clean up the lab first.Audrey wanted to return immediately and take the potion.
But she still suppressed her temper and watched Annie go away before turning back to the door of the laboratory.
Suddenly, she found that Susie, the big golden dog who should have been outside, was missing, and the door to the laboratory was half open.
I forgot that Susie would open the door with a handle...what sound?not good!Audrey heard a crisp movement inside, and suddenly had an association and rushed into the laboratory.
As far as she saw was the cup that broke to the ground, the last drop of silver liquid that the golden retriever Susie licked off.
Audrey was stunned at the door, like a statue.
The golden retriever Susie sat upright immediately, looked at the master with innocent eyes, and shook her tail.
…………
Offshore location of Pritz Port, an island that always shrouds storms, an ancient sailboat parked at the port.
The man with soft yellow hair and lightning patterned robe looked at Alger Wilson opposite and said in confusion:
Alger, you can definitely return to the Kingdom and become the captain of the Punisher Squad or a decent bishop. Why choose to go out to sea and become the captain of the ‘Ghost Blue Avengers’?
Alger's rough and profound face had no extra expression, and he replied solemnly:
The sea belongs to the storm, this is the kingdom of the Lord, and I am willing to follow the will of the Lord and inspect this kingdom for Him.
All right.The yellow-haired man clenched his fist and said, "The storm is with you."
The storm is with you.Arger replied with standard etiquette.
He stood on the deck of few crew members, watching his companions leave the ghost ship, moving further and further.
Sainz, you don't understand because you don't know enough... Alger whispered silently.
Meanwhile, Audrey completed the second modulation in fear.
Looking at the silver potion that was no different from before, she almost shed tears in her eyes.
Huh, she drank the audience potion in small sips and quickly.
…………
On Friday, a heavy rain hit Tingen, with raucous raindrops pounding all the windows.
Within Black Thorn Security, Klein, Rosanne and Bright sat on the sofa in the reception hall, enjoying lunch on the table.
Because there is only a stove for boiling water here, it is impossible for Klein to eat black bread every day, or go back in a public carriage, so after he walked from Iron Cross to Welch's residence in the afternoon, he had to consider taking a bus back, which was a waste of money, so he had to follow his colleagues such as Luo Shan to eat the so-called office food.
The nearby Oldville restaurant will send a waiter to come on time at 10:30 every day to ask how many people here need lunch. After determining the number of servings, they will deliver them at 12:30 noon and use utensils similar to lunch boxes. At 3:00 pm, ask if they order dinner and recycle tableware.
Such foods include meat, vegetables, and bread. Although the portions are not very large, they can barely make a person full. A meal ranges from 7p to 10p, and there are different levels.
Klein was thick-skinned and chose 7p each time, usually half a pound of Yàn wheat bread, a small piece of meat made from different methods, a spoonful of soup with vegetables, and a little cream, or butter.
Today, there was only one night watcher... Luo Shan used a spoon to put the soup into her mouth.
I heard that there was a case in Jinwutong District, which had sectarian elements, so the police department invited two night watchmen to come over... Bright put down the bag and said.
Klein dipped the remaining Yàn wheat bread in the final gravy and stuffed it into his mouth without saying anything.
A silver chain with citrine hanging on his left cuff was vaguely wrapped around his cuff.
At this moment, a thudding sound came from the half-closed door.
...Please come in.Luo Shan was stunned for a moment, put the spoon, quickly wiped her mouth with a handkerchief, and stood up and said.
The door was pushed open, and a man wearing a half-tall hat and was wet on his left shoulder on his black formal suit.
His temples were gray, and he held the umbrella in his hand and looked at Klein and others:
Is this the former mercenary squad?
So to say.Luo Shan answered with great knowledge.
The tall and thin man coughed:
I have a task that I want to delegate.
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