Chapter 39 Interesting Skills

In fact, I don't know whether the notebook was destroyed or hidden... But I can reverse the reasoning. If it is destroyed, it can be done on the spot, there is no need for me to take it away and proceed... Hear Lun Nader's question, Klein instantly turned on the "Keyboard Detective" mode, and said thoughtfully:

"Maybe the unknown existences that Welch and Naya touched upon, both enjoy the 'sacrifice' of life, and hope to continue to have similar things, so, in the case that 'suicide' will definitely be discovered, let me Take away the notes, hide it, and prepare for the second 'enjoyment', but something went wrong in the process, and I didn't succeed in killing myself in the end."

This is a reasonable guess made by Klein based on the materials, novels, movies and TV series that involve evil sacrifices that he has seen in his previous life.

As for what went wrong in the process, he knew very well that it was because of the addition of his own "variable" as a transmigrator.

"It's a good explanation, but I think there may be another possibility. Welch and Naya's suicide sacrifices made it possible for the unknown existence to come, and that notebook carries or breeds evil, so that You take it away and hide it out of fear that it will be discovered and destroyed by us before it is 'born' or 'strong'." Leonard Mitchell explained another possibility.

Having said that, he stared at Klein's eyes and smiled slightly:

"Of course, the notes may have been destroyed in order to cover up what was on them, the object that actually carried or nurtured evil, so that your attempted suicide would be well explained."

What's the meaning? Is this suspicious of me? Doubt that the original owner's body carries or harbors evil? No, what he bears or breeds is a transmigrator... The word "breeding" is okay... Klein was stunned for a while, while secretly complaining, he said with consideration:

"I don't defend myself. After all, I really forgot that memory, but both the captain and Ms. Daly confirmed that I have no other problems. Your joke is not funny."

"I'm just exploring such a possibility. I can't rule out that the unknown existence was hit when it came, so that you failed to commit suicide. We must believe that the goddess will always protect us." Leonard smiled and changed the subject, "You What did you find this afternoon?"

After the conversation just now and the previous incident, Klein was deeply wary of Leonard, but he replied calmly on the surface:

"No, I have to change the route tomorrow afternoon."

He pointed to the partition and said:

"I have to go to the arsenal to get ammo."

The "shooting club" will be open until nine o'clock in the evening, after all, many of its members have to get off work to have free time.

"May the goddess bless you." Leonard smiled and drew a circle symbolizing the crimson moon on his chest.

Watching Klein pass through the partition and listening to his footsteps walking down the stairs, the smile on Leonard's face gradually disappeared, and doubts filled his green eyes.

He said something in a low voice, a little dissatisfied.

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Going down the stairs, Klein turned to the weapons, materials, and archives along the corridor lit by the gas lights.

Here the iron door is open, and the brown-haired girl Roshan is standing in front of the long table, exchanging something with a middle-aged man with a thick black beard and a half-top hat.

"Afternoon, no, good evening, it's always like midnight here, Klein, listen to Old Neil, you have become a Beyonder? What's a 'divine'?" Roshan turned her head to the side and asked in a fast voice .

She did not hide her curiosity and concern.

Klein nodded with a smile:

"Good afternoon, Miss Roseanne, although it's always dark, it makes people feel peaceful. Your description just now is not accurate enough. It should be said that the name of the sequence potion I took is 'Divinator'."

"You still chose to become a Beyonder..." Luo Shan said with a sigh, falling into silence for a while.

Klein looked at the middle-aged man next to him,

Politely asked:

"Who is this?"

Another Nighthawk, or one of the other two civilians I haven't seen?

Luo Shan pursed her lips and said:

"Brett, our colleague, he wants to change the order of duty with me and make time for the night after tomorrow. He and his wife will go to the North District Grand Theater to watch "The Pride" and celebrate their fifteenth wedding anniversary. A romantic gentleman."

Bright smiled and stretched out his hand:

"With Miss Roseanne here, everything doesn't need to be repeated. Hello, Klein, I didn't expect you to become a Beyonder so quickly, and I, oh, may never have the courage."

"Probably the ignorant is fearless." Klein laughed at himself, reaching out and shaking the opponent's hand.

"It's not a bad thing." Bright shook his head and smiled. "A Beyonder once told me before his death that he should never explore those strange and dangerous things. The less you know, the longer you live."

At this time, Roshan interjected:

"Klein, you don't have to worry too much. I heard from Old Neil that your 'diver' is an assistant and is relatively safe. As long as you don't try to communicate with unknown existences, why do you wear such clothes? You are not a gentleman at all. !What are you doing here?"

"Get thirty rounds of bullets today." Klein didn't answer Roshan's previous question.

He believed that the girl would soon forget about it.

"Okay." Roshan pointed to the table and said, "Brett, it's all over to you. You should know where the keys and bullets are. Hey, old Neil is so stingy, he didn't even leave his hands to grind coffee, he promised. Today I am satisfied with drinking..."

As she babbled, Klein received the bullet.

The two left the underground together and parted on Zoetland Street, one took the stagecoach home and the other entered the "shooting club".

boom! boom! boom!

Holding the gun, raising the arm, shooting, throwing out the runner, ejecting the cartridge case, and inserting the bullet... Klein repeated this process over and over again, familiarizing and remembering the feeling of shooting.

Of course, he had several breaks in between for summing up and corrections.

After the practice, Klein used the venue to do many exercises similar to push-ups, working hard to exercise and improve his physique.

When everything was over and he took the trackless public carriage back home, he realized that it was nearly seven o'clock and the sky was already dark.

Just when Klein was about to go to the market or the street to buy ingredients for dinner, he found that the door was open and Melissa came back with a bag containing stationery and books.

In addition, she also carried a lot of dishes.

"...I think you and Benson will come back late today. When we went out in the morning, we took 1 sole from the place where you hid the money." Seeing her brother's puzzled eyes, Melissa explained habitually and earnestly.

"You already took the money, why didn't you take the public carriage to school?" Klein, who was reminded, remembered what happened in the morning.

Melissa frowned slightly and said:

"Why the stagecoach? Fourpence to school, eightpence to and from, and with you and Benson, we're going to spend twenty-fourpence a day on the stagecoach, a full two soles, a week, um, not a week. That's 12 soules a day, which is roughly equal to our rent!"

Stop, stop, don't show off your math skills... Klein lowered his hand in a funny way.

Melissa paused first, then added:

"I walk to school fine, the teacher says everyone needs to exercise regularly, and I can pick up some broken parts on the way."

Klein chuckled and said:

"Then let's do the math again. The cost of the stagecoach is 12 soli, and the rent is 12 soli and 3 pence. The total is only 1 pound, 4 soli and 3 pence. It can be paid with Benson's salary. There is still a lot of surplus, um, He got last week's salary... and I still get 1 pound 10 soli a week, even if I eat meat every day, even if I count the cost of gas, coal, lumber, seasoning, etc., with a frugal lunch, There's still leftovers, and you can even order a morning paper for 1p a day."

"After two months, when I make up the salary advance, I can save money for Benson and buy new clothes for you."

"But, but, we have to consider the unexpected." Melissa insisted on the same point of view.

Klein looked at her with a smile and said:

"Then we can eat less meat. Don't you think it's a waste of time to spend fifty, no, one hundred minutes on the road every day? You can use it to read more books, think more about problems, and improve your grades. "

"In this way, Melissa, you can graduate with honors and find a job with a good salary. Then, what are you worried about?"

"..."

Using his previous experience debating with people in forums, he finally persuaded Melissa to agree to take the stagecoach to school.

Huh, I finally stopped flicking. No, how can I call flickering?

"Remember to buy beef or mutton, chicken tomorrow... Eat enough and eat well, so that you can have a healthy body and a smart brain to deal with difficult learning."

Just talking about it makes me want to drool...

Melissa pursed her lips and said silently for a few seconds:

"OK."

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The next morning, supervising Melissa getting on the public carriage, Klein and Benson separated at the intersection and arrived at the company each.

As soon as Klein stepped through the door, he saw Old Neil and Roshan chatting at the reception desk. The former was still wearing a classic black robe and didn't care about other people's eyes at all, while the latter had changed into a light yellow dress.

"Good morning, Mr. Neil, Miss Roseanne." Klein took off his hat and saluted.

Old Neil gave him a narrow look:

"Good morning, didn't you hear anything that shouldn't be heard last night?"

"No, I slept well." Klein was also quite surprised by this.

He can only attribute that his inspiration is not high enough...

"Haha, don't worry, it's actually not that easy to hear." Old Neil pointed to the partition and said, "Go to the arsenal and continue our 'mysticism course' this morning."

Klein nodded, followed Old Neil down the stairs, entered the ground, and came to the weapons warehouse, replacing Bright who was on duty last night.

"What do I need to learn today?" Klein asked curiously.

Old Neil gave a long hum:

"Complicated, basic knowledge, but before that, I'll teach you an interesting trick."

He pointed to the silver chain wrapped around his wrist, and a pure white crystal hung from the top of the chain.