"Why?" Hearing Dunn's words, Klein's heart suddenly felt storm and instinctively blurted out.

The extraordinary people have serious hidden dangers? So much so that the judicial organs within the church and the extraordinary people who handle evil events are prone to problems?

Dunn Smith walked into the carriage and sat in the previous position, with his expression and tone remaining normal:

"It's not something you need to know, nor is it something you can understand unless you become a member of us."

Klein sat down after a moment of silence, half amused and half puzzled:

"How can I make a decision to join if I don't figure this out?"

Without joining and unable to understand, this becomes a vicious cycle...

Dunn Smith took out his pipe again and put it on the end of his nose and took a sip:

"You probably misunderstood that one of our members includes civilians."

"In other words, as long as you become your civilian, you can understand the relevant secrets, figure out the hidden dangers of the extraordinary and the dangers you may encounter, and then consider whether to become the extraordinary?" Klein sorted out his thoughts and redescribed the other party's meaning in his own words.

Dunn smiled and said:

"That's true, except for one thing, that is, you don't think of becoming an extraordinary person, and in this regard, the churches are equally strict."

It's strange if it's not strict... Klein whispered in his heart and said in a gesture that strengthened his tone:

"What about civilians? This should be very strict, right?"

"If it were you, there should be no problem." Dunn's eyes were half closed, his expression slightly stretched, but he did not lit the tobacco.

"Why?" Klein fell into doubt again.

At the same time, he started to tease himself in his heart:

Could it be that my specialness, my time traveler aura, is like the fireflies in the dark, so distinctive and outstanding?

Dunn opened his half-closed eyes, his gray eyes as deep as before:

"First, being able to survive in such events without our help means that you have advantages that are different from others, such as lucky, and lucky people are always popular."

Seeing Klein's expression becoming a little dull, he smiled and said:

"Well, you just think it's a humorous statement. Secondly, you're a graduate of the history department of Hoy University, which is something we need very much. Although the attitude of the believer of the Lord of the Storm is disgusting to women, his social, humanistic, economic and political views are still sharp. He said that talent is the key factor in maintaining competitive advantages and good development, and I agree with this."

When he noticed that Klein frowned slightly, he explained casually:

"You should be able to imagine that we will often be exposed to documents and objects from the Quaternary and even earlier. Many cults and heresy are trying to gain power from these things, and sometimes they themselves can lead to strange and terrible things."

"Apart from extraordinary people in special fields, we are not good at learning, or have passed that age." At this point, Dunn Smith pointed to his head, and the corners of his mouth cursed, "Those boring and boring knowledge always make people want to sleep, even those who cannot sleep can't resist it. In the past, we would find historians and archaeologists to cooperate, but this would have the risk of secret leaks and may bring bad experiences to the professors and associate professors. Therefore, it is a good thing that a professional joins and becomes a member of us."

Klein nodded slightly, accepted Dunn's statement, and asked with divergent thoughts:

"Then why didn't you just do it directly before, yes, develop one?"

Dunn continued on his own:

"This is the third and last and most important point. You have been exposed to similar incidents and invite you not to violate the confidentiality clauses. In addition, if you develop others, I will bear the responsibility for secret leakage. Most of our team members, our civilians, come from within the church."

After listening quietly, Klein said curiously:

"Why do you have to keep it so strictly confidential? Many things are published and spread, so that more people can know that the same mistake can be avoided from happening again? The biggest fear comes from the unknown, and we can make the unknown become known."

"No, human stupidity is beyond your imagination, and this will lead to more imitation, greater chaos and more serious events." Dunn Smith shook his head and replied.

Klein said "yes" and said with some clarity:

"The only lesson that mankind has learned from history is that mankind cannot learn anything from history and always repeats the same tragedy."

"This famous saying by Emperor Rossell is indeed full of philosophy." Dunn agreed.

…What Emperor Rosel said? The Time Traveler Senior is really 360 degrees without blind spots and does not give the latecomers the chance to show off... Klein didn't know how to answer for a moment.

Dunn turned his head and looked outside the carriage. The dim street lights intertwined into the glory of civilization.

"…There are a similar statements within the judicial organs of major churches, which may be the main reason why it is strictly confidential and prohibited from ordinary people from knowing it."

"What?" Klein was excited and felt a sense of pleasure of spying on the secrets.

Dunn turned his head and pulled his face invisibly:

"Believe and fear bring trouble, more belief and fear bring greater trouble until everything is destroyed."

After saying this, he sighed:

"Apart from praying for the blessing and help of the gods, human beings cannot solve the real big trouble."

"Believe and fear bring trouble, more belief and fear bring greater trouble..." Klein silently recited this sentence, not very understandable, and then felt fear because of the unknown that he did not understand too much, as if in the shadow of the street light outside, in the dark without light, there were pairs of malicious eyes and open mouths hidden.

The horse's hooves were agile, the wheels were rolling, and the iron cross was far away. Dunn broke the sudden silence and formally invited:

"Are you going to join us and become civilians?"

Klein thoughts emerged, and he was unable to make a decision for a while, and thought for a while and said:

"Can I think about it?"

It is of great importance, and you cannot make choices in a hurry and reckless manner.

"No problem, just reply to me before Sunday." Dunn nodded, "Of course, remember to keep it confidential. You cannot tell others about Welch-related incidents, including your brother and sister, if you violate them, it will not only cause them trouble, but may also lead you to special court."

"Okay." Klein replied solemnly.

The carriage was speechless again.

Seeing that the iron cross was approaching and was about to get home, Klein suddenly thought of a question, hesitated for a few seconds and asked:

"Mr. Smith, how are your civilians' salaries and treatment?"

This is a serious question...

Dunn was stunned for a moment, then smiled and said:

"Don't worry about this problem. Our funding is jointly guaranteed by the church and the police. The newly entered civilian staff earn 2 pounds and 10 sulles a week, and 10 sulles a confidentiality and risk subsidies for 10 sulles. The total is 3 pounds, which is no less than a formal university lecturer."

"After that, as you improve your qualifications and earn corresponding credit, your salary will gradually increase."

"For civilian personnel, we usually have a five-year contract. If you don't want to do it after five years, you can leave your job normally. You just have to sign a lifelong confidentiality clause. You cannot leave Tingen without our approval. If you move to other cities, you also need to find a local night watcher to register as soon as possible."

"By the way, there is no Sunday, I can only take a turn off. I have to keep three civilians working at all times. If you want to go to the south and do a vacation in the Desey Bay, you need to coordinate with your colleagues."

As soon as Dunn finished speaking, the carriage stopped and the apartment where Kline lived appeared on the side.

"I get it." Klein turned and walked out of the carriage and stopped beside him, "By the way, Mr. Smith, if I have thought about it, where should I find you?"

Dunn smiled lowly:

"Go to the 'Hound Tavern' on Besic Street, find their boss Wright and tell you to ask the mercenary team to do the mission."

"Ah?" Klein was confused.

"Our address is also confidential. It is impossible to tell you directly before you agree. Okay, Mr. Klein Moretti, I wish you still have a good dream tonight." Dunn greeted with a smile.

Klein took off his hat and saluted, watching the carriage leave from slow to fast.

He took out his pocket watch and pressed it open. He saw that it was just four o'clock in the morning. The street was filled with cool breeze and the street lights were dim.

Klein took a deep breath and felt the night and night around him.

The noisiest and noisiest neighborhood during the day is so deserted and quiet in the middle of the night, which is completely different from the silent gaze and the psychedelic psychedelic in Welch's residence.

It was not until this time that he realized that his back of the linen shirt was covered in sweat at some point, cold and wet.
Chapter completed!