Old Neil rubbed his temples:

"The reason why you committed suicide is probably clear. That note is also in the hands of Riel Bieber, and the matter has been exposed. Whether you are alive or dead, it will be difficult to affect the subsequent development. I think, I think that the strange existence or mysterious power that caused all this will no longer pay special attention to you, just like you will not care about the ants on the ground, haha, as long as you don't try to remind "Ho" of you."

"And the matter we wanted Riel Bieber will soon reach the Secretariat. They should be able to guess that this is related to the whereabouts of the Antigonus family's notes. Believe me, these secret organizations that have survived for thousands of years must have various channels of information, so their focus will turn to Riel Bieber's whereabouts, trying to find notes before us. No, nor can we come to harass you, follow you, and deal with you again."

"Young man, congratulations, you have got rid of the shadow of the past and are about to embark on a new journey full of sunshine."

Klein nodded frequently when he heard this, and said happily and relaxedly:

"Hope so."

From time to time, the haze that has been shrouded on one's head seems to be about to disappear...

However, to be honest, Klein was still a little nervous because he seemed to have some degree of bondage between him and that note, so when he was doing a normal hostage rescue mission, he would find the remaining traces by accident.

He was really afraid that one day, the postman suddenly sent a package. He opened it himself and found that it was the notes of the Bentigenus family!

Hopefully everything will develop as Old Neil described… He prayed silently.

When Old Neil heard his answer, he immediately sneered:

"You don't seem to be a devout believer of the goddess. At this time, shouldn't you draw a red moon on your chest and say, 'May the goddess bless us'?"

"Mr. Neil, it seems that neither is it. True believers will not say 'Welcoming a new journey full of sunshine'." After this period of "Mystery Course", Klein and Old Neil established a good friendship, so they unceremoniously went back.

The two looked at each other, laughed tacitly, and lit up on their chests almost at the same time:

"Praise the goddess!"

At this moment, the sound of picks, marbles, etc. turning sounded, and the door of the Black Thorn Security Company was opened.

The elegant and elegant Mrs. Oriana sported her fashionable curly hair and walked into the reception hall with a light green skirt.

"Good morning, Mr. Neil, good morning, Klein." She greeted her smile with a smile, "It's another sunny day, a good day."

"Good morning, Oriana, you are still as beautiful as you have been in the past ten years." Old Neil responded with a smile.

Orianna's eyes stretched out, her face raised and said:

"Mr. Neil, your praise is still as annoying as it has been in the past decade."

She has issued accents on these words for more than ten years.

"Is that true?" Old Neil looked at Klein in confusion, his face full of doubts.

Never mention the things that make the lady remember her age... As a keyboard strongman who knows a little bit, Klein instantly understood Mrs. Oriana's concern and chuckled and said:

"Good morning, Mrs. Oriana, you are so beautiful every day."

"Thank you, our excellent Hoy University graduate." Oriana nodded slightly, and said, "The old housekeeper has paid the entrusted task. According to the captain's regulations, half is an extra fund, half is for you and Leonard. You are not a regular team member. You can only get 10% of that half. You can sign and collect it later."

"How much did he pay?" Klein asked with joy and distress.

"200 pounds, he said at the time, Lord, the storm is on, I can't imagine and believe that this matter was solved like this! This is no more difficult than having a dream! Why is your security company not famous? This is simply a shame to the entire industry!" Mrs. Oriana imitated the old butler Kelilo's accent with a southern characteristic.

Klein thought about it carefully for a few seconds and said humorously:

"This is actually not fair to those kidnappers."

The two extraordinary people quickly solved the problem in a way that can be described as relaxed and comfortable... It was like a fully armed adult bullying a few children...

"They are so unlucky, they must have lost the blessing of the gods." Oriana smiled, "I told the old housekeeper that this time we were just lucky enough to see the kidnappers bringing their children into the hiding place, so don't expect too much from us. We are really just an ordinary security company."

Generally speaking, the more ordinary he emphasizes, the more unusual he is... Klein smiled and said, watching Mrs. Oriana enter the accounting room through the partition.

Old Neil clicked his lips next to him and said with hinting envy:

"You are such a lucky guy. You will only meet a commission worth £200 for just how long you join us."

"Is this rare?" Klein asked back in confusion.

He was either studying history or mystery before, or wandering outside, searching for clues with inspiration.

"According to Olianna's statistics, we may not encounter a commission once a week, and most commissions are worth less than £20." Old Neil rubbed the white crystal pendant on his wrist and sighed.

Then, he looked at Klein with implicit expectations:

"If you encounter similar entrustment in the future, please remember to notify me."

Listening to Old Neil's words, Klein suddenly felt a strange feeling, so he asked directly:

"Mr. Neil, you seem to be short of money? How much salary can you get per week? If it is inconvenient to talk about it, please ignore my problem."

Old Neil leaned back on the back of the sofa and laughed:

"This is not something to be hidden. I have been here for many years and I can currently receive a salary from the church and police departments each week, with a total value of £12."

"A weekly salary of 12 pounds?" Klein blurted out in surprise.

The salary is 12 pounds per week, 52 weeks a year, and that's about 600 pounds a year!

When I read the Tingen Morning Post and the Honest Man, I introduced that senior lawyers only look 800 to 1,000 pounds a year. They are senior lawyers!

The manager of Benson and his import and export company earn only 6 pounds a week, which is already a pretty decent person.

"Yes, such a salary is actually generous enough, and we don't have to pay income tax." Old Neil added with a smile.

Klein heard from his brother Benson that his weekly salary of more than 1 pounds is required to pay Class E tax, that is, the salary income tax of government and company employees, 3% of the pounds to 2 pounds, 5% of the pounds to 5 pounds, 10 to 10 pounds, 15% of the pounds to 20 pounds, and 20% of the pounds to 20 pounds.

In addition, he also saw four other types of income taxes in the newspaper. Class A is land, housing and other physical value-added profit taxes, including land rent and rent, Class B is agricultural income tax, Class C is bonds, funds and stock profit tax, and Class D is business, finance and full-time industries income tax.

"A little admirable." Klein echoed Old Neil's words.

"But." Old Neil shook his head, "for extraordinary people like us who often need to explore secrets, practice and try rituals, they are always not paid enough."

"Aren't the materials applied for?" Klein asked in surprise.

Old Neil sneer:

"That's limited, and sometimes, it's necessary to give enough legitimate reasons. If you want to practice more and try more in the mysterious field, you can only spend money to buy materials yourself. You can buy them internally or go to some underground trading markets."

Klein was excited and asked immediately:

"An underground trading market with extraordinary materials? I thought, I thought the church certainly would not allow them to exist."

I am lacking enough channels to obtain materials!

Behind me, who has a prototype of a secret organization, can't everything be solved within the night watchmaker, right?

"This kind of thing cannot be controlled at all. Well, in the view of mysticism, all things have spirits and all things have the same origin. The materials we use not only come from extraordinary species, but also from normal animals, plants and minerals. For example, the poisonous scent, golden mint and night vanilla in your bottle of "Divorceler" potion are often encountered in daily life. They may not have extraordinary properties, but they all have their own characteristics. After being adjusted and integrated, they can achieve certain effects. Therefore, this is not a transaction that the church can forbidden if it wants to." Old Neil explained in detail.

Before Klein could speak, he continued:

"And, extraordinary species are not only useful for cores. Just like the octopus, except for blood, its eyes, its skin, and its tentacles, are all good materials. Unless the church uses its own people to capture them, it will be a very large economic burden to completely hoard and control outflow. The lower the extraordinary material, the more so, we can only try to keep the more special ones from circulation."

Old Neil suddenly laughed, "Another important reason is that the underground trading market we know is better than what we don't know. It is a good strategy under the premise that the secret organization has not been completely eliminated, and it can also help us obtain shortage of materials. Of course, after such a market exists, there will definitely be prohibited objects. As long as it is not too exaggerated or too dangerous, we all pretend not to see it, and at most use them to enrich our treasure house."

"There are still reasons why several major churches are restraining each other and cannot use too fierce means?" Klein speculated.

Old Neil said "hmm" and did not make any specific development.

"I am a 'divinist' and I will definitely need repeated practice in the future and more materials are needed. Mr. Neil, can you take me to those underground trading markets to take a look?" Klein asked with a legitimate reason.

Old Neil showed a embarrassed expression:

"Actually, most of the active guys in those places are not extraordinary people, there are nobles who like mystery, and rich people who yearn for this... Well, well, I have a 30 pound bill that is about to expire, and I am not convenient for me to go through for the time being."

"Okay..." Klein didn't expect that it was because he owed money but didn't pay it back.

After a while, he spoke carefully:

"Mr. Neil, do you need to borrow money? I'm paid 10 pounds."

"Haha, no need, I have a way to solve it." Old Neil slapped the sofa and stood up slowly, "Hey, old age is really the most undesirable enemy for creatures. Last night's night made me very tired. Well, this morning you will review your previous courses yourself and read more literature. Until tomorrow, I will start teaching you the basics of ritual magic."

"Okay." Klein got up, took off his hat and said goodbye.

In the afternoon, when Captain Dunn had not returned, Klein pretended that he was still looking for the notes and wandered on the street again.

With a reward of 10 pounds, he no longer needs to wait for the funds to be allocated, so he can go to the divination club directly!

Meditation, the whispers and illusions that appear from time to time in the spiritual vision make him unable to wait to start "playing".

PS: Monday is coming again, there will be an update at 12:00 tonight
Chapter completed!