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Chapter 223 Klein's request

Seeing the Southwell beer with white and delicate foam being put in front of Sherlock Moriarty, Carlson finally woke up.

When the bartender stayed away from here, he asked in a voice:

"What do you want?"

Klein picked up the wine glass, took a sip, and took a few seconds to taste the bitter aroma of malt and the faint sweetness that surged out.

"Cheers!" He turned his head and looked at Carlson, raised his cup with a smile.

Carlson shook his head without hesitation and rejected his invitation, muttering:

"Your is beer, mine is strongly distilled, not suitable for toasts."

Klein himself was just doing it, took a sip of Nanwell beer again, looked ahead and laughed:

“What I want is very simple.

"I don't know what will happen in the tomb, so I can only describe it in a vague way. Well... I hope to choose one from your gains in exploring the tomb. I am not greedy. This will not involve high-level items. Even if there are, I dare not ask for them.

"If you have found nothing, or there are only high-level things, then I don't want anything. Of course, I believe that when the latter happens, you will definitely not be stingy with me a sum of cash, which is in line with the cash I contribute."

Yesterday, after learning about the Amon family tomb from Miss Sharon, he had a general plan.

The first plan is to blow the copper whistle, contact Mr. Azke, join forces with the other party to explore the mausoleum.

However, there are many potential problems with this plan. First, how much strength has Azker recovered, Klein is not sure about how much strength Azker, who is still looking for memory, and Klein is not sure about how much Azker is being pursued by the MINI. If he rashly contacts him, it will easily cause trouble to the other party and himself. Third, Klein will likely re-enter the sight of the seal "0-08". Of course, he has considered the possibility of using gray fog to complete contact and adventure, but the point of blowing a copper whistle on the gray fog cannot summon the messenger, which has stuck to the subsequent idea.

More importantly, Klein didn't dare to expose the secrets above the gray fog to the unknown Azke Eggs.

So, he finally chose the second plan, which was to use his identity as an informant to hand over the information to the "Mechanical Heart" and ask for corresponding and reasonable rewards.

In terms of the number of high-sequence powers, will there be more forces than the seven major churches?

As far as Klein knows, there are nearly ten high-sequence powers in the Church of the Goddess of the Night, which means that nearly half of the thirteen Archbishops and nine senior deacons have reached or exceeded Sequence 4. This has not yet been calculated that the Goddess's favor is the crowning of the Pope who is in charge of the church.

Even if the Church of Steam and Mechanic God is inferior to that, it will not be much different. The Archbishop of their Beckland Diocese, Horamik Haydn, is a high-sequence powerhouse.

And this kind of orthodox church, which has accumulated a lot, does not value the things in the sequence very much, very much, and Klein believes that he has the opportunity to negotiate a reasonable "price".

Simply put, the core elements of the second solution are:

If you have difficulties, find an organization!

Hearing the price offered by Klein, Carlson was stunned for a second and blurted out:

“Aren’t you a believer of God?”

What I live in my heart is always the goddess... Klein drew a triangle holy emblem on his chest:

“It is because of my faith in God that I tell you this news, not to reveal it to the Night Watcher through Mr. Stanton.

"God said that those who are strong will make him stronger. Only when I become stronger and have more money can I access more channels and master more resources, so as to provide you with better and more effective intelligence."

In order to convince the "heart of machinery", he deliberately searched the "Step and Mechanical Book" he bought and decorated the storefront in the morning, found a few quotations of gods that meet the needs and memorized them carefully.

Carlson couldn't refute for a moment, stayed there and forgot to drink.

Seeing this, Klein quickly added:

"And this will help you establish a harmonious and efficient new-age informant relationship. As long as you promote the rewards I received for going out, and your behavior of keeping your promises and never repentance, I believe that other informants will definitely be deeply moved and motivated, and try their best to collect useful information for you.

"Of course, I hope to use my pseudonym when promoting it."

Carlson looked dull when he heard this, picked up the wine glass, took a big sip, and almost choked.

"Well, Sherlock, the real you are completely different from the one I remembered before." He sighed.

Detective Sherlock Moriarty in his memory is good at analysis and reasoning, extremely calm, extremely polite, and full of justice, and is an outstanding believer of God.

And now the other party...

Klein took a sip of beer and chuckled:

"Everyone has a different face, and it is easy to make mistakes if you replace the whole with a separate face. This is a matter that must be paid attention to when reasoning."

Carlson calmed down for a moment, stood up and said:

"I don't have the right to agree to a similar request. I will report it immediately. You can wait here for a while."

"Okay." Klein waved to the bartender and added a potato grid.

After he slowly finished his food and drank the beer, the deacon Econser Bernard, the "Mechanical Heart" deacon, took Carlson back to the bar.

"Your requirements are not a problem, but one must be added, that is, items with strong side effects and curse effects are not selected." Yikonser looked around and saw that there were no people around him, so he said in a deep voice.

What I want is the material... Klein immediately smiled:

"good!

"I'll take the liberty to ask again, is this your personal decision or the response from the upper level?"

"I have the right to make such a decision." Econser pressed his fluffy hair with his hat. "But because the matter involved the noble tombs of the Quaternary Age, I sent a telegram to the Archbishop, and he did not object in his call."

"Okay." Klein drew a triangle emblem again, "I will tell you the information now."

Yiconser subconsciously shook his head.

He looked around and pointed to a billiard room and said:

"Let's talk about it later when we go in."

This deacon, who is always publicly executed by a mirror called Arodes, is still very experienced... Klein muttered, followed Econser and Carlson into the billiard room, and made sure that there was no one in the two rooms on both sides.

Klein paused for a few seconds and said carefully:

"This is the thing, there are extraordinary people who discovered a hidden tomb on the bay of the Steford River in White Cliff Town, and explored the periphery and found some items.

"Afterwards, they recruited people and made further explorations, but no one came back. If you go there and look carefully, you will definitely find the corresponding traces."

After listening carefully, Yi Kangser asked:

"Is it confirmed to be a noble tomb in the Quaternary period?"

"The objects on the periphery can prove to be members of the Amon family of the Tudor Dynasty." Klein answered truthfully, reminding him, "The extraordinary people who died in it are not weak, and there are many. I think this tomb cannot be explored below the high sequence."

"Amun..." Yiconser frowned slightly instinctively.

It can be seen that as a deacon, he has the authority to know some ancient secrets.

Before Klein could stress again, he raised his eyes and said:

“We will collect the corresponding information before taking action.

"The tombs of the nobles in the Quaternary period are very dangerous. Don't tell others about this information or explore it yourself, otherwise you and your friends will only lose their lives."

If I dared, I wouldn't be sitting here... Klein laughed at himself:

“My credibility has always been very good.”

After reaching a deal, watching Econser and Carlson leave, he put on his hat and slowly walked out of the "Lucky" bar.

For the great nobles of the Quaternary period, the "mechanical heart" is still very cautious about the Amon family. They have to be prepared for at least a few days before they can take action... Be cautious... Klein's casual thinking suddenly froze on a word.

He remembered another thing that could be called caution:

After Rossell joined the ancient organization suspected to be the "Twilight Hermit Society", he did not mention the other party's name in his secret diary written in Chinese, and he used corresponding characteristics to refer to it every time.

This is a phenomenon that is so cautious that it makes people doubt!

Why did Emperor Rossell dare not mention the name of that organization, even in Chinese? This is completely different from the style of his daring to remember anything in his diary... What is he afraid of and what is he worried about? Does he just say or write the name of "The Hermits of the Twilight Society" and they will know no matter what language they use? A member of them or a seal possessed has similar abilities? A speculation emerged from Klein, but it was impossible to prove it unless he was willing to take the risk to try.

First, I assume it is true, but I was not perceived by them because the "Psychic" desire apostle was on the fog and told Miss "Justice" that she was also responding to the prayer with the help of the fog... Well, it was Monday again soon, and I had to remind Miss "Justice" at the Tarot meeting, and told her not to say or record the name "Twilight Hermits Society". As for the reason, give her a look and let her understand it by herself... Klein soon had a follow-up arrangement and made great strides to leave the "Lucky" bar.

Seeing that it was still early, he took the carriage to the Kragg Club, intending to spend the afternoon there.

As soon as he entered the hall, he saw the equestrian teacher Talim Dumont.

The descendant of the noble sat in the corner, holding a glass of scarlet wine, with a rosy face and a savoring excitedly.

"Talim, you seem to be in a good mood." Klein greeted with a smile.

Talim laughed:

“Because the new year is coming.”

After saying that, he asked excitedly: "Sherlock, do you know how to really like someone?"

... Klein smiled:

"I'm sorry, I'm still single."

"That's a shame, OK, I have to go and get busy." Talim drank all the remaining wine, stood up and waved.

"By the way, thank you Mr. Franmy Cage for introducing you." Klein remembered the investment in the bicycle project and sincerely thanked him, "When have you been available recently? I would like to ask you to take me to taste Beckland's food."

"After the New Year." Talim put on his hat and walked towards the reception hall with a smile.

This guy is in love season? Klein couldn't help but mutter.

He had just turned around and walked a few steps when he suddenly heard a heavy plop.

Klein suddenly turned around and saw Talim Dumont lying on the ground, pressing his left hand tightly on his heart, and his body kept twitching.

This... Klein rushed over in a few steps.

But at this time, Talim had already spitted white foam and lost the last breath of his life.
Chapter completed!
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