Chapter 70 "Two-Forty-Nine" Arrival

Da da da.

The horses hoofs opened, the wheels rolled, Klein turned on his "spirit vision" and turned around to look at it.

At this time, all the passengers who were going to take the public carriage at this station had finished boarding, and the door of the carriage was tightly closed, gradually moving away.

In the carriage, the 20 or 30 humans were too close together, and their auras overlapped and covered each other. In Klein's eyes, they were simply colorful and colorful, and it was really hard to tell them apart.

He shook his head silently, raised his hand and tapped between his eyebrows, turning off "Spiritual Vision".

For him, it was a simple feeling that he would help if he could help, but if he had missed it and the situation was not particularly clear, then he wouldn't have to keep worrying about it and delay his own affairs.

Bathed in the crimson moonlight, Klein strolled back home along the bustling Daffodils Street at the time, and saw Melissa sitting at the dining table, immersed in the school's exercises under the bright gas lamps.

She bit the barrel of the pen lightly, frowned slightly, and was thinking hard.

"Where's Benson?" Klein asked casually.

"Ah..." Melissa raised her head and was dazed for a few seconds before she said, "He said that he turned several areas today, and he was so tired that he was sweating, so he should take a good bath to relax."

"Okay." Klein laughed and suddenly realized that Melissa was wearing a long dress that he had never seen before.

It is beige as a whole, with fashionable leg of lamb sleeves, and tulle ruffles are inlaid on the neckline and the edge of the placket. In addition, there is no too cumbersome design, and it is a light and everyday type. The youthful feeling is perfectly set off.

"New skirt?" Klein asked with a smile.

This is a consumption that he and Benson strongly requested before.

Melissa said "um":

"Just got it from Mrs. Rochelle. I thought I'd have to wash it later. Why don't I try it first."

Klein was quite puzzled and said:

"Mrs Rochelle?"

Isn't this the former neighbor?

Melissa nodded and explained seriously:

"Mrs. Rochelle was actually a tailor, but she was unlucky and had to sew clothes at home. It was, um, a little tough. I know she's a good craftsman, and the price is cheaper than going to the ladies' clothing store, and it's not bad. Fits so well, just ordered a new dress from her for 9 solls and 5p, in a few days, and the same dress, in Harrods, for a full £1 and a half!"

So frugal and housekeeping... Sister, I know, at least half of your reasons are sympathy for Mrs. Rochelle... Klein didn't accuse Melissa for her self-assertion, and instead said with a smile:

"When have you been to Harrods?"

That's in the Halls neighborhood, near the divination club, in a place that at least the middle class can afford.

"..." Melissa was at a loss for words, and took a long time to say, "It's Selena, and Elizabeth, you must let me accompany them. Actually, um, I actually prefer gears, and prefer places with steam and machinery. ,Um."

"Girls go to the department store occasionally, um, it's good." Klein smiled to comfort his sister.

After chatting for a while, in a hurry to wash off the bar smell, he quickly walked up to the second floor.

Just as he was about to go back to his bedroom to get a change of clothes, he suddenly heard movement in the bathroom near the small balcony.

In just a few seconds, Benson wiped his receding hair and walked out the door.

"How is it? Did you compliment Melissa's new dress?" He glanced at Klein and asked with a smile.

"I seem to have forgotten, I just asked where it was done..." Klein thought for a while and said.

Benson suddenly shook his head:

"What an incompetent brother, Melissa just got that long dress,

I couldn't bear to put it down, I finally got the dishes, washed the dishes, and immediately put it on, and I haven't taken it off yet. "

"...Didn't she want to wait until she's finished bathing before changing it? By the way, the starch is washed and dried..." Klein subconsciously retorted with the explanation given by Melissa.

"Tsk." Benson sighed, "It's been hot these days, and she's been busy in the kitchen for so long. I think doing homework after taking a shower will definitely be much more comfortable than it is now."

Also... Klein was stunned, and his brother Benson looked at each other and smiled.

It turns out that you are such a Melissa... What's wrong with a girl who loves beauty? There's no need to make excuses... He raised the corners of his mouth, shook his head lightly, and walked into his bedroom.

After taking a shower, Klein vaguely heard a knock on the door downstairs, and he suddenly muttered:

Don't the staff who take coins from the gas meter come every two weeks?

Is it Mrs. Shawd next door? No, this lady is said to strictly abide by middle-class social etiquette and will not visit at inappropriate times.

Confused, Klein wiped his body clean, put on his old but comfortable shirt and trousers, and ran downstairs.

He looked around and found no strangers, so he asked aloud:

"Did someone knock on the door just now?"

Benson, who was leisurely reading the newspaper, smiled:

"It was Beechie Mountbatten, one of the police officers in charge of Iron Cross Street, who asked us if we had met an 18- or 19-year-old boy with a round face today, hehe, he even gave us a portrait to identify, it's a pity, Melissa and I haven't met before, otherwise we'll get the bounty, how about you, Klein?"

"No." Klein probably understood what was going on.

"Instigator" Triss successfully escaped from the Evil Dragon Bar in the dock area and escaped to the vicinity of Iron Cross Street and Daffodil Street, so the police came to the door for questioning.

And getting to this step also shows that the operation to arrest the "instigator" is close to failure!

Klein didn't think much about this matter, because he had not yet started fighting training, and he could only say that he was just getting started in shooting. At this time, thinking about dealing with a natural "assassin" was simply joking with his life.

That night, he slept very restlessly, always worried that the "instigator" would sneak into his house to hide and cause another bloody case.

Fortunately, Daffodil Street was safe all night, and the early morning sun dispelled all the haze.

The relaxed Klein put on a formal suit, put on a top hat, and carried a cane. He came all the way to Zoetland Street, and said hello to Roshan in the reception hall.

"Good morning, Klein." Roshan responded cheerfully, lowering her voice, "I heard that last night's big operation failed?"

"The action of arresting 'Instigator' Tris?" Klein asked curiously.

"Mmmm!" Luo Shan nodded heavily, glanced at the partition and said, "It seems that the informant of the Punisher Squad found the 'Instigator' in the dock area... Their original plan was to wait for another Beyonder and a All the special operations teams of the police department arrived and started operations, trying to solve it, not to disturb ordinary people, but unfortunately the 'instigator' was very keen, found the problem in time, broke through in advance, and successfully escaped."

"At this time, they need a Beyonder with tracking ability, such as me." Klein joked.

"There was no shortage of trackers at that time." Suddenly, Dunn Smith's voice sounded.

Luo Shan turned her head sharply and saw the captain wearing a black trench coat, leaning against the partition door frame, staring at him with dark gray eyes.

She hurriedly raised her hands, covered her mouth, and then shook her head, indicating that she didn't say anything.

Dunn moved his gaze, turned to Klein, pondered for a moment, and said:

"The Punisher, the Heart of Mechanism, and our Nighthawks, a total of more than six Beyonders, tracked the injured Tris to the lower street of Iron Cross Street and found his temporary residence. However, the clues are broken here. , whether it is extraordinary means or normal investigation, all have no effect, he disappeared completely like he suddenly evaporated."

"Do you need me to help with divination?" Klein asked tentatively.

Dunn shook his head slightly:

"Heart of Machinery has a 'secret peeker', a senior Beyonder who is not much worse than Old Neil. I even suspect that he is already in the Sequence 8 position, but I don't know what the corresponding potion is called."

"The Gnosis Society has been passed down to the present, there must be something special about them." Klein comforted the captain casually.

For the rest of the morning, as before, he continued the occult courses, continued to read historical materials and documents, and continued to practice certain skills.

Seeing that lunch time was approaching, Klein gradually became a little absent-minded.

After a few more minutes, he simply packed up the materials and obeyed the call of his stomach.

At this moment, Dunn Smith came to the office of the civilian staff and said in a low and mellow voice:

"Klein, you and I go to Chanis Gate. Sealed Artifact '2-049' has been escorted to arrive. Your subsequent actions may require you to sense that notebook."

"...Okay." Klein got up and replied.

His inner thoughts began to flow, thinking about what the sealed artifact looked like, and whether this trip would be dangerous.

In this slightly tense silence, he followed Dunn down the stairs and into the corridor.

After going straight through the intersection, Dunn suddenly stopped, turned his head to the side, and said solemnly:

"You follow me to do this action, keep it up, never stop, remember, never stop, this is related to your safety!"

As he spoke, Dunn flexed his arm, stretched it out, stretched it out, flexed it again, and it went on and on without interruption.

Klein stared blankly at the captain's demonstration, and suddenly he said:

"Because of the special nature of that Sealed Artifact?"

"Yes." Dunn nodded solemnly, "Such an action will allow us to find out that you have a problem at the first time, and there will be no danger to life if you rescue it in time."

"Yeah." Klein didn't hesitate any longer, and followed up with "flexing his arms and extending his arms".

"If this arm is tired, change to the other one." Dunn warned again.

The "2-049" Sealed Artifact is really strange... What is the significance of such an action? It looks very dangerous... Klein's thoughts flashed, and he looked at the captain cautiously and said:

"OK."

He had too many questions in his heart, but since Chanis Gate was in sight, he had to endure it forcibly.

Besides, with my level of confidentiality, it is estimated that there is no way to know the details, so I can only do as instructed... Klein sighed and followed Captain Dunn to the duty room outside Chanis Gate.