Beckland Bridge area, Brave Bar.
Klein pressed the cap on his head, carefully protected the purse in the inner pocket of the gray-blue worker's top, bypassed the drinkers around the boxing arena, and headed straight for the bar.
On the way, he looked around and found no black market weapons merchant Kaspascanlining.
Either playing cards or playing table tennis… Klein nodded himself, sat in front of the bartender and said to the bartender:
Half and half.
The last time he saw someone drink this alcoholic beverage, he felt it should be quite suitable for his own taste.
At least it's more suitable than simple ale... Klein thought quite a bit.
The bartender looked up at him:
Which two kinds of wine mix should I use?Different choices and different prices.
Ordinary, just average.The guy Klein met last time was the worst type, the whole cup was half and half, only one-half and one-half penny.
Four and one-half penny.The bartender saw Klein line up the brass-colored coins on the bartender before turning back to the bartender, and said casually, "Caspass again?"He is no longer here, and his business is snatched away.
Ah?Klein didn't expect to get such an answer.
Before the bartender could answer, a man with a protruding mouth next to him laughed:
Yes, Caspass was driven away by us!
Haha, why can he, a lame old man, do such a business?
If you have anything you want, come to us and find our boss.
Gangster fire incident?Klein subconsciously came up with such an idea and wanted to reject the other party's proposal.
But immediately, he thought of another possibility:
Could this be the Rose School deliberately asked the gang to suppress Caspass, thus forcing Marichi and Miss Sharon behind him to jump into the trap?
Well, this probability is not low. Caspass has been a black market weapon merchant here for a long time. It is definitely not something that others can drive away just by rushing. Some time ago, because of the continuous occurrence of serial murders, the atmosphere of Beckland was quite tense. The Rose School, or other secret forces, in short, they just look for people like Marichi and Miss Sharon. They definitely dare not kill people to psychics rashly. Obtaining the answer will create many bloody cases, because they obviously only have some suspicions, and they cannot confirm who has the means to contact Miss Sharon and Marichi for the time being... Klein said to his mouth, swallowed it back, and asked:
Can you understand the price first and then decide whether to buy it?
He plans to observe the ordinary people who occupy the black market transactions of the Brave Bar. If he finds any problems, he can sell Caspass, Sharon and Marichi.
Anyway, Klein didn't want to have a conflict, but was just preparing to go through the normal process to examine it, so there was no problem of risk.
Yes, the only requirement is.The man raised his hand and made a zipper in front of his protruding mouth.
No problem.As soon as Klein finished answering, he saw half and half being placed in front of him, and the copper penny was taken away by the bartender.
In the spirit of not wasting, he picked up and drank several sips, and his brows gradually gathered.
It wasn't the taste I imagined, the alcohol was too heavy, the grapes were too light... Klein put down his wine glass and followed the man to the No. 3 billiard room where Caspass had been.
When he was about to arrive at the door, he suddenly thought of something:
As someone who doesn't know much information, I can guess in the direction of this trap. I wonder how long Miss Sharon and Marich, who have been hunted down, will not know?They will definitely not come forward...
However, Caspass knew more than one extraordinary person. He had connections with several extraordinary circles and might find another helper, so the matter would be a bit complicated.
At this time, the man with a protruding mouth stopped at the door of the billiards room, and the distracted Klein almost ran into him.
He pointed inside and said:
Don't talk nonsense later, our boss has a bad temper.
The entire Bakerland Bridge area is known to the Katung District
good.Klein nodded gently.
The man with a protruding mouth turned around with satisfaction and pushed open the door of the billiard room.
As the door opened, Klein saw a figure hanging in the air, shaking gently.
It was a big man with a bearded face, with a rope around his neck, a very tight and dead rope.
His feet left the ground, his tongue tip was exposed, his face was purple and his expression was extremely distorted.
Boss... The man with a protruding mouth shouted in disbelief.
As soon as Beckland's tension disappeared, someone took action... Klein turned his head and glanced at the other party's subordinates, and seriously drew a triangle holy emblem on his chest:
May God let him rest in peace.
I hope his temper can be cured.
The man with a protruding mouth didn't hear what he was saying at all, and suddenly shouted:
Boss!
Killing someone!
The boss is dead!
Klein took two steps back by the loud and shrill voice, and then turned on his spiritual vision and observed it. There was no special trace, only the billiards on the platform were scattered in chaos.
What did the extraordinary people over Caspass do?
What will the forces that plant the trap react?
If such a trap exists... Klein quietly changed his position and mingled into the crowd before several gangsters rushed over.
He looked at the kitchen of the Brave Bar, passed by thoughtfully, and skillfully walked to the back door.
As soon as he pushed open the not-so-heavy wooden door, Klein felt the trembling cold wind coming to his face.
And the cold wind is mixed with a faint smell of blood.
He listened with a slight ear and found no movement, so he took out a 1pc denomination coin and bounced it up.
The voice of Zheng was blocked by the wind, and Klein looked down at the copper penny that fell in his palm, confirming that it was the king's avatar facing up.
He put away the coins and walked slowly in the direction that inspiration told him.
He walked to the dark and dark corner without street lights, and the smell of blood suddenly became rich.
With the help of the faint moonlight that penetrated the clouds, Klein looked at it and almost took a breath.
The ground here is messy with bloody thighs, calves, feet in leather boots, ribs and human body parts such as hearts, arms, eyes, etc., and a piece of red and white intestines hanging on the wall. The background color is large bright red, mixed with milky white marks.
Seeing this scene, Klein was like seeing a slaughterhouse, a slaughterhouse specially prepared for humans.
This is because they are afraid that the night watchers and the punishments will be too idle. It makes it so exaggerated that the police department will definitely hand over the case immediately... Klein muttered in his heart to fight against the discomfort caused by the scene.
He walked around the bloody place and approached the wall opposite, and was stunned to find that there were many deep scratches on it.
It was like the traces of thick and sharp claws dragging out!
It looks quite similar to the huge claws of the demon dog before. Is there another one?Is it not dead yet?No, no, I know what's going on... Klein suddenly realized:
The deceased should have killed the extraordinary person who killed the gangster boss in the bar. He was solved by the forces who set up traps...
According to Little Sun's description, I have always suspected that the power was the Rose School because they mastered the prisoner's path, that is, the alien path.
And one of the alien species is a werewolf!
This matches the traces on the scene.
This indirectly proves that Miss Sharon and Marichi are defectors of the Rose School...
Klein calmly backed down and stepped out of the scene step by step.
During this process, he confirmed that there was no extraordinary feature on the scene, and of course, it may not have been precipitated yet.
Then he turned to another street, intending to find someone to call the police so that such a scene would scare the ordinary people and make them suspect that Beckland had sneaked into some ferocious beast.
Based on the mentality of not getting involved in trouble for greed, Klein did not wait for the extraordinary characteristics that might exist to be precipitated.
As soon as he reached the exit of the alley, he suddenly saw a brown carriage slowly coming in the night.
The carriage did not drive directly over, and like other similar people, stopped and stopped in front of Klein!
Klein narrowed his eyes and was ready for battle, but neither the diviner's spiritual intuition nor the clown's combat premonition gave him a dangerous warning.
At this time, the carriage window was opened, revealing a pale face with a little crazy, while the brown eyes seemed to hide deep malice.
Marich…Kline recognized the other person.
That was Marichi, who manipulated the zombies, Miss Sharon's companion!
Maric, who was only wearing a white shirt and a black vest, seemed not afraid of the cold at all, pointed to the carriage and signaled Klein to go up.
Klein hesitated for a moment and wanted to take off the spiritual pendant on the spot and do a divination.
At this moment, a figure appeared behind Marichi. She was wearing a complex black palace dress and a small soft hat of the same color. She was Miss Sharon with light blonde hair and blue eyes.
If she wanted to be unfavorable to me, she could do it easily, and she could drill out directly from the wall behind me... Klein thought for a while, pretended to be free and easy and walked forward two steps, opened the door of the car, and walked up.
When he sat down, the carriage drove slowly, not knowing where the destination was.
Why are you here?Sharon asked concisely.
Klein replied frankly:
I would like to contact you and ask if there are any books on mysticology, it is best to be more in-depth. You know, I lack similar knowledge.
Marichi looked over with his eyes that were always malicious, and said slightly hoarse and lowly:
We do have a lot of knowledge about mysticism, such as the "Book of Secrets" by King Karaman, but what can you exchange for?
Witch King?Which path and sequence is this?As the thought flashed, Klein said in a careful tone:
I can trade gold pounds.
Or do you need something else?
Sharon, who was pale but delicate in appearance, looked at him and replied calmly:
help.
Exchange it with a help.
Klein pressed the cap on his head, carefully protected the purse in the inner pocket of the gray-blue worker's top, bypassed the drinkers around the boxing arena, and headed straight for the bar.
On the way, he looked around and found no black market weapons merchant Kaspascanlining.
Either playing cards or playing table tennis… Klein nodded himself, sat in front of the bartender and said to the bartender:
Half and half.
The last time he saw someone drink this alcoholic beverage, he felt it should be quite suitable for his own taste.
At least it's more suitable than simple ale... Klein thought quite a bit.
The bartender looked up at him:
Which two kinds of wine mix should I use?Different choices and different prices.
Ordinary, just average.The guy Klein met last time was the worst type, the whole cup was half and half, only one-half and one-half penny.
Four and one-half penny.The bartender saw Klein line up the brass-colored coins on the bartender before turning back to the bartender, and said casually, "Caspass again?"He is no longer here, and his business is snatched away.
Ah?Klein didn't expect to get such an answer.
Before the bartender could answer, a man with a protruding mouth next to him laughed:
Yes, Caspass was driven away by us!
Haha, why can he, a lame old man, do such a business?
If you have anything you want, come to us and find our boss.
Gangster fire incident?Klein subconsciously came up with such an idea and wanted to reject the other party's proposal.
But immediately, he thought of another possibility:
Could this be the Rose School deliberately asked the gang to suppress Caspass, thus forcing Marichi and Miss Sharon behind him to jump into the trap?
Well, this probability is not low. Caspass has been a black market weapon merchant here for a long time. It is definitely not something that others can drive away just by rushing. Some time ago, because of the continuous occurrence of serial murders, the atmosphere of Beckland was quite tense. The Rose School, or other secret forces, in short, they just look for people like Marichi and Miss Sharon. They definitely dare not kill people to psychics rashly. Obtaining the answer will create many bloody cases, because they obviously only have some suspicions, and they cannot confirm who has the means to contact Miss Sharon and Marichi for the time being... Klein said to his mouth, swallowed it back, and asked:
Can you understand the price first and then decide whether to buy it?
He plans to observe the ordinary people who occupy the black market transactions of the Brave Bar. If he finds any problems, he can sell Caspass, Sharon and Marichi.
Anyway, Klein didn't want to have a conflict, but was just preparing to go through the normal process to examine it, so there was no problem of risk.
Yes, the only requirement is.The man raised his hand and made a zipper in front of his protruding mouth.
No problem.As soon as Klein finished answering, he saw half and half being placed in front of him, and the copper penny was taken away by the bartender.
In the spirit of not wasting, he picked up and drank several sips, and his brows gradually gathered.
It wasn't the taste I imagined, the alcohol was too heavy, the grapes were too light... Klein put down his wine glass and followed the man to the No. 3 billiard room where Caspass had been.
When he was about to arrive at the door, he suddenly thought of something:
As someone who doesn't know much information, I can guess in the direction of this trap. I wonder how long Miss Sharon and Marich, who have been hunted down, will not know?They will definitely not come forward...
However, Caspass knew more than one extraordinary person. He had connections with several extraordinary circles and might find another helper, so the matter would be a bit complicated.
At this time, the man with a protruding mouth stopped at the door of the billiards room, and the distracted Klein almost ran into him.
He pointed inside and said:
Don't talk nonsense later, our boss has a bad temper.
The entire Bakerland Bridge area is known to the Katung District
good.Klein nodded gently.
The man with a protruding mouth turned around with satisfaction and pushed open the door of the billiard room.
As the door opened, Klein saw a figure hanging in the air, shaking gently.
It was a big man with a bearded face, with a rope around his neck, a very tight and dead rope.
His feet left the ground, his tongue tip was exposed, his face was purple and his expression was extremely distorted.
Boss... The man with a protruding mouth shouted in disbelief.
As soon as Beckland's tension disappeared, someone took action... Klein turned his head and glanced at the other party's subordinates, and seriously drew a triangle holy emblem on his chest:
May God let him rest in peace.
I hope his temper can be cured.
The man with a protruding mouth didn't hear what he was saying at all, and suddenly shouted:
Boss!
Killing someone!
The boss is dead!
Klein took two steps back by the loud and shrill voice, and then turned on his spiritual vision and observed it. There was no special trace, only the billiards on the platform were scattered in chaos.
What did the extraordinary people over Caspass do?
What will the forces that plant the trap react?
If such a trap exists... Klein quietly changed his position and mingled into the crowd before several gangsters rushed over.
He looked at the kitchen of the Brave Bar, passed by thoughtfully, and skillfully walked to the back door.
As soon as he pushed open the not-so-heavy wooden door, Klein felt the trembling cold wind coming to his face.
And the cold wind is mixed with a faint smell of blood.
He listened with a slight ear and found no movement, so he took out a 1pc denomination coin and bounced it up.
The voice of Zheng was blocked by the wind, and Klein looked down at the copper penny that fell in his palm, confirming that it was the king's avatar facing up.
He put away the coins and walked slowly in the direction that inspiration told him.
He walked to the dark and dark corner without street lights, and the smell of blood suddenly became rich.
With the help of the faint moonlight that penetrated the clouds, Klein looked at it and almost took a breath.
The ground here is messy with bloody thighs, calves, feet in leather boots, ribs and human body parts such as hearts, arms, eyes, etc., and a piece of red and white intestines hanging on the wall. The background color is large bright red, mixed with milky white marks.
Seeing this scene, Klein was like seeing a slaughterhouse, a slaughterhouse specially prepared for humans.
This is because they are afraid that the night watchers and the punishments will be too idle. It makes it so exaggerated that the police department will definitely hand over the case immediately... Klein muttered in his heart to fight against the discomfort caused by the scene.
He walked around the bloody place and approached the wall opposite, and was stunned to find that there were many deep scratches on it.
It was like the traces of thick and sharp claws dragging out!
It looks quite similar to the huge claws of the demon dog before. Is there another one?Is it not dead yet?No, no, I know what's going on... Klein suddenly realized:
The deceased should have killed the extraordinary person who killed the gangster boss in the bar. He was solved by the forces who set up traps...
According to Little Sun's description, I have always suspected that the power was the Rose School because they mastered the prisoner's path, that is, the alien path.
And one of the alien species is a werewolf!
This matches the traces on the scene.
This indirectly proves that Miss Sharon and Marichi are defectors of the Rose School...
Klein calmly backed down and stepped out of the scene step by step.
During this process, he confirmed that there was no extraordinary feature on the scene, and of course, it may not have been precipitated yet.
Then he turned to another street, intending to find someone to call the police so that such a scene would scare the ordinary people and make them suspect that Beckland had sneaked into some ferocious beast.
Based on the mentality of not getting involved in trouble for greed, Klein did not wait for the extraordinary characteristics that might exist to be precipitated.
As soon as he reached the exit of the alley, he suddenly saw a brown carriage slowly coming in the night.
The carriage did not drive directly over, and like other similar people, stopped and stopped in front of Klein!
Klein narrowed his eyes and was ready for battle, but neither the diviner's spiritual intuition nor the clown's combat premonition gave him a dangerous warning.
At this time, the carriage window was opened, revealing a pale face with a little crazy, while the brown eyes seemed to hide deep malice.
Marich…Kline recognized the other person.
That was Marichi, who manipulated the zombies, Miss Sharon's companion!
Maric, who was only wearing a white shirt and a black vest, seemed not afraid of the cold at all, pointed to the carriage and signaled Klein to go up.
Klein hesitated for a moment and wanted to take off the spiritual pendant on the spot and do a divination.
At this moment, a figure appeared behind Marichi. She was wearing a complex black palace dress and a small soft hat of the same color. She was Miss Sharon with light blonde hair and blue eyes.
If she wanted to be unfavorable to me, she could do it easily, and she could drill out directly from the wall behind me... Klein thought for a while, pretended to be free and easy and walked forward two steps, opened the door of the car, and walked up.
When he sat down, the carriage drove slowly, not knowing where the destination was.
Why are you here?Sharon asked concisely.
Klein replied frankly:
I would like to contact you and ask if there are any books on mysticology, it is best to be more in-depth. You know, I lack similar knowledge.
Marichi looked over with his eyes that were always malicious, and said slightly hoarse and lowly:
We do have a lot of knowledge about mysticism, such as the "Book of Secrets" by King Karaman, but what can you exchange for?
Witch King?Which path and sequence is this?As the thought flashed, Klein said in a careful tone:
I can trade gold pounds.
Or do you need something else?
Sharon, who was pale but delicate in appearance, looked at him and replied calmly:
help.
Exchange it with a help.
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