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Chapter 405 The Lord of Reporting Praises the Goddess

"Klein, what a coincidence, I didn't expect to see you here." Seeing the familiar face, Old Neil showed a sincere smile from the bottom of his heart.

Klein was also very respectful and kind to him, the leader of mysticism, and he also said hello with a smile.

But Jon blinked his eyes, looking like he was hesitant to speak...

At this time, Old Neil turned his eyes to one side and landed on Jon, "Who is this?"

Klein coughed lightly and took the initiative to introduce: "This gentleman is Mr. Joestar, from Backlund."

As he spoke, he did not forget to give Old Neil a wink.

Old Neil understood, took off his hat, and nodded politely but distantly.

After exchanging pleasantries, the two parties separated.

Jon turned to look at Old Neil's retreating back, and said to Klein: "Don't blame me for not warning you, your colleague is about to lose control."

Hearing this, Klein's smile suddenly froze on his face, "Out of control?"

Now he is no longer a rookie who doesn't know anything. Of course he understands the dangers of "losing control"!

That is a strange road for all extraordinary people...

Taking a deep breath, Klein forced himself to calm down and showed an unprecedented serious expression. "Let's discuss the purchase of extraordinary items another day. I have to return to the Nighthawks headquarters immediately and report this matter to the captain!"

"I know you're in a hurry, but don't worry yet." Jon comforted him like he was petting a cat.

Klein:……

"Based on my judgment, your colleague can last at least a month. To put it bluntly, losing control of Sequence 9 is like a gas explosion. Although it will also hurt innocent people, it can at least be solved." Jon spread his hands and said,

An expression that says 'I can take care of such a trivial matter in a minute'.

Hearing what he said, Klein's heart finally returned to its original position.

It would be nice if it could be solved——

Although his identity as "Lord of Source Castle" and "Beloved by Mystery" is fake, his identity as "Beloved by Destiny" is real. The strength of the sequence is only one step away from the saint on earth. Come to think of it, Old Neil's problem

It shouldn't be a big problem.

After a small interlude, Klein and Jon finally entered the 'Dragon Bar'.

When the bar owner Swain saw Klein, he seemed to be reminiscing about something. Then he suddenly realized that he was an acquaintance of Old Neil, so he continued to go about his own business.

Klein lowered his voice and said, "That guy is the former captain of the Punisher Team, a Sequence 8 Furious People."

"Grumpy old pigeon, I understand." Jon twitched his lips.

After passing through the dark room, the two came to the real extraordinary exchange.

As soon as he walked in, a young man with a pale face and wearing linen overalls stumbled over, mumbling something.

When he saw Jon, he looked stunned and shouted as if he had seen a ghost: "Weird...monster!"

The next second, his eyeballs suddenly exploded, and he shed two lines of bloody tears.

Klein secretly cried out for trouble, and quickly pulled Jon away from the place before any trouble occurred.

After coming to a relatively quiet corner, Jon smoothed his hair and said with a smile: "Monster sequence, haha, sometimes too much inspiration is not a good thing... However, he is still talented, if he is lucky enough

If it goes well, I might be able to continue to be promoted."

Klein gave Jon a slightly complicated look.

Same sequence, scarier ‘monster’!

"Okay, let's go pick out a handy weapon. I have a hunch that you will get what you want today." Jon looked determined.

Klein blinked, had no choice but to put down the thoughts in his mind, and started wandering in front of various stalls.

It is said to be an extraordinary exchange, but in fact it is not of high quality.

Because under the eyes of the official church, those sellers did not dare to be too presumptuous, and what they traded were spiritual materials that could be seen everywhere and amulets that were not necessarily effective.

Klein searched for a long time but couldn't find the weapon he wanted, and couldn't help feeling a little discouraged.

At this time, Jon pointed in the direction for him, "Go and ask that guy, the one with the scar on his face."

"Um?"

Klein looked in the direction Jon pointed, and saw a scarred man with only one arm sitting cross-legged in the corner. In front of him, there was a small stall made of linen, with various kinds of things piled on it.

Such 'tatters'.

Klein looked at Jon with doubt in his eyes.

Jon just smiled, "This is the guidance of fate."

Helpless, Klein had no choice but to try his luck.

"Hello." He said softly.

Scarface raised his head and looked at Klein, "You can choose whatever you like. The price is absolutely fair."

Scanning the pile of junk, Klein twitched the corner of his mouth.

What does he need these things for?

He coughed lightly, "I want a... reliable weapon."

Hearing this, Scarface suddenly showed a surprised expression.

He looked at Klein up and down, and smiled a terrifying smile, "Boy, you are very well-informed."

Before Klein could speak, Scarface changed his position and leaned forward slightly, "You want to shoot my gun? You are very brave."

Really!

Klein's heart moved.

destiny……

This fucking thing works sometimes.

Gathering his composure, he pretended to be calm and said: "It's just a transaction. You can accept it, but you can also reject it."

Scarface looked at Klein, then looked calmly at the mysterious Jon in the distance. Without saying anything, he just asked: "How much money do you have? My old buddy is worth a lot."

"How much do you want?" Klein replied deliberately as he was not stupid.

Scarface thought for a while and told Klein an address, "This is not a place for serious transactions. If you really want to buy it, come to the abandoned warehouse on Huaierte Street in DC District in three hours."

After saying that, he stopped talking to Klein and closed his eyes.

Klein had no choice but to return to Jon.

Tell me the situation.

Jon smiled and said: "The opportunity to exercise has come!"

The topic changed, "Of course, if you don't want to waste your money, you might as well kill people and get goods. I can tell you clearly that that guy is not a good person. He has at least five lives on his hands. He just hid it very well and the official church has never found any clues about him.

"

"How come you know everything?" Klein said angrily.

Jon's expression remained unchanged, "Because I just know."

Klein:……

If the information is true, this can be done.

Klein chuckled, a glimmer of light flashing in his eyes.

Three hours later.

Huaiert Street, abandoned warehouse.

Scarface and several of his accomplices arrived at the trading location early.

When I felt sleepy, Klein finally came.

However, the person following him was not Jon, but another person.

Scarface looked over and over at the stranger next to Klein. Not noticing any threat, he turned up his clothes and revealed the black iron-colored revolver on his belt. "I brought the things, and your money is ready."

?"

Klein nodded, "Of course."

As he spoke, he took out a bulging wallet from his pocket.

Scarface was stunned for a moment, then said with a ferocious smile: "Boy, you are kidding me! Do you think that an extraordinary item at the eighth level of the sequence is still an extraordinary item that can be directly used to attack, and you can get rid of me with this little money?"

"Don't be excited, the price is negotiable." Klein smiled, "Business cannot be done without mercy, what do you think?"

"Hahahaha!" Scarface laughed.

The next second, he took out his pistol at lightning speed, and after injecting spiritual energy, the black iron-colored revolver suddenly turned into bright silver.

At the same time, there are still currents winding around it.

‘Thunder’, an extraordinary item in the path of the storm, was created with the extraordinary characteristics of a furious man. It can fire six charged bullets and cause probability of paralysis to the target it hits.

Of course, such simple, crude and easy-to-use equipment also has negative effects, that is, it may suffer various bad luck from time to time, among which lightning strikes are the most common.

Scarface's hand was injured and lost in an accident...

"Sir, please calm down. We are just here to trade with you, and we don't want to use force with you." Klein backed away repeatedly.

But Scarface and his accomplices were as excited as if they had been given blood, and they pressed forward step by step.

At this time, Leonard said in a deep voice, "Do you know that you have violated the laws of the kingdom and the Goddess' canon?"

Upon hearing this, Scarface asked, "Official Extraordinary?"

Leonard nodded, "I am a believer in the goddess."

Hearing this, Scarface said disdainfully: "Tsk, what about the official Extraordinaries? There are two official Extraordinaries who died in my hands. Now I am not in good health, and you are about to become the third one."

As soon as he finished speaking, Scarface suddenly felt weak all over.

That feeling is amazing.

It's like you understand everything, but you just can't control your body.

It's like... a dream.

"Captain, this guy has said everything." Leonard shouted behind him.

As soon as the words fell, a gray-eyed man wearing a long uniform, a top hat, and a slightly high hairline came out.

He looked at the horrified Scarface and his accomplices, then at Klein and Leonard, and smiled: "I will report your contribution truthfully."

This is the world of dreams.

It is also the home of Dunn Smith, the nightmare.

Klein and Leonard seemed very happy. After all, they had personally caught a criminal who was on the loose, which would benefit society.

We chatted a few more words.

The dream dissipates.

The group of people returned to the real world.

Scarface and his ordinary accomplices, who were in Criminal Path Sequence 9, were successfully arrested, and Leonard of Klein added a resume to his credit book.

The ending is perfect.

It’s so gratifying, so gratifying~

However, this ending does not satisfy everyone.

In the hotel suite, Jon frowned and said to Klein with a smile on his face: "Report to the Church of the Night, are you still a mysterious believer?"

Klein felt weak after hearing this, but he still refused to be outdone on his face, "This is called strategy."

Just now, he had handed over the prepared report to Dunn Smith, and specifically applied to the church for an extraordinary item with less side effects for self-defense. Although Dunn Smith did not reply clearly, between the lines, it was said that

The meaning of 'Thunder' was lent to Klein.

After all, he is a hero.

Klein's achievements in the last round-up operation against Rhyl Bieber and the arrest of the wild criminal Scarface were real achievements.

In the name of the goddess, the Church of the Night will never treat its meritorious ministers unfairly!

Having said this, Klein nodded four times on his chest in front of Jon, "Praise the goddess."

Jon:…

strong.

I, Qiao, have nothing to say.

But do you think this is the end?

No!

He blinked and said, "Don't worry, you will borrow my money sooner or later."

Klein smiled.

Then, as if he remembered something, he took off the citrine pendant tied to his wrist and whispered softly: "I will not borrow money from Jon Joestar, I will not borrow money from Jon Joestar

…”

Not long after, the citrine pendant began to rotate in a clockwise direction, and the movement was very large, and there was a faint sign that it was about to be let go.

This means that not only can he borrow, but he can borrow a lot, too much to imagine!

Klein's face immediately turned dark.

But then, a hint of enlightenment arose in his heart, and he summarized the rules of acting, "I will maintain a certain degree of respect for fate, but I cannot rely entirely on divination. Divination is not omnipotent."

Jon:???

Good guy.

I'm a straight up good guy!

You're really a fucking talent for digesting potions this way.

Soon it was time for handover.

Klein picked up his coat and took the initiative to say goodbye. At the door, he met Leonard, who took over as his replacement.

"Is there nothing special?" Leonard asked.

He knew the identity of the person inside, and he also understood what the ‘starry sky visitor’ meant from the old man’s words.

Although the eyes of the goddess have been watching Tingen through the night sky, I, a simple colleague, must not be influenced by pagans...

While Leonard was thinking wildly, Klein had already put on his coat.

Looking at Leonard, he pondered for a moment, shook his head and said, "No."

The conversation changed, "Leonard, you seem to be the kind of person who knows how to buy things. Do you know where I can pick out suitable accessories for a young lady to attend a dinner party?"

After a pause, Klein thought about the thickness of his wallet, and added, "It's best to be more friendly to the people."

He originally wanted to use this time to use his newly acquired occult knowledge to make amulets for Melissa and Benson, but due to various accidents, he was never able to make them. Selena's birthday dinner was approaching, so he could only spend money to buy them.

, a little surprise for my sister.

"Attending the dinner?"

Leonard glanced at the sky and suggested: "It's not too late now, maybe you can try your luck in the department store."

"Department store? Okay, I understand." Klein nodded lightly.

At the same time, the Moretti family.

"It's great that you are willing to attend with us, Triss, Selena and the others will be very happy." Melissa pulled the little sister she had just met with a happy expression on her face.

Not far away, Benson quietly looked at the beautiful round-faced girl, and his face suddenly turned red.

He is an upright and kind-hearted man who rarely makes such gaffes.

as if……

There is something magical about the other person that can attract attention.

Triss, who got close to Melissa with the help of a 'little accident', covered her mouth and chuckled, "Don't say that, Melissa, this is my honor."

End of this chapter


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