MTL - Examination of the Imperial Examination-Chapter 59 belief

"He is for his own beliefs. Some things always have to be done by someone. He may also feel that he is too stupid and doesn't want you to be like him."

Williams looked at Alvin and sighed, and said in a deep voice.

"Faith?" Alvin murmured in a low voice, looking at the military medals under the gun pocket.

He seemed to understand something, but he didn't seem to understand.

The two packed their things and walked out of the hut. Alvin looked at Williams' slightly stooped back and walked on the flagstone path. This time, he didn't step on the flowers on either side until he exited the gate.

"Mr. Williams, do you have any clues about the murderer?" In the taxi, Alvin turned his head to look at the small building in the distance, and asked.

"I learned from the punisher that the "crazy thug" has always been hiding in the North District, not far from where the incident happened last night, but unfortunately he had already run away when the punisher arrived, and someone was doing it for him. interference."

Williams looked at the wooden box on the carriage and answered in a strong voice.

"It seems that a divination to eliminate interference is needed." Alvin thought of Klein and said slowly.

"Well, I have a fortune-teller friend in Brown Street, I will try it out."

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Alvin watched the carriage slowly leave, and took Yuumi back to No. 3 Nicholas Street.

Outline the tablet in his mind and enter a semi-meditation state in advance.

He accumulated his spirit, let the spirit spew out through the tip of the knife, and let them follow his own movement, combining with the environment wonderfully, sealing the room.

Then lit four candles on the long table, and placed the four main dishes in the four corners.

He took out the transparent glass vial. These ritual essential oils were collected by him in the past, and now they are used. I don't know if they have expired or not.

Open the bottle cap and put a drop on the candle.

Cheers!

The faint fragrance filled the air one after another, and Alvin's body, mind, and spirit seemed to be at peace.

Alvin lowered his head and recited the official incantation in Hermes:

"A fool who does not belong to this era;"

"You are the mysterious master above the gray fog;"

"You are the king of yellow and black in charge of good luck."

"I ask for your help."

"I pray for your favor."

"I beg you to let me have a good dream."

"Deep Sleeping Flower, the herb belonging to the red moon, please pass on the power to my mantra."

"Gammon, the herb belonging to the sun, please pass on the power to my spell."

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After he finished reciting the incantation, he planned to meditate on the content of his prayer, when he felt the wind blowing in the sealed spiritual wall, and he saw the stars on the back of his hand moving.

It worked!

After praying, he waited for a while, and seeing no response, he began to lift the wall of spirituality, extinguish the flames, and clean up the altar.

Changed out of the black formal clothes he was wearing for today's funeral, sent the gun pouch under his arm, put on a thin black and silver trench coat, and took Yuumi directly out the door.

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Tingen City, Blackthorn Security Company.

Klein, who was enjoying the luxurious 5p lunch, was suddenly stunned, as if he heard illusory shouts.

The invisible whisper reverberated in his mind, making his forehead jump, uncontrollable.

This incomprehensible call came and went quickly. It only took ten seconds to disappear without a trace. Klein pinched his forehead, resisting the throbbing pain from the depths of his brain.

With experience, he looked directly at the back of his hand, without guessing that it must be "my" fellow countryman who was trying to spell a spell.

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On a rental carriage on Harbour Street, Alvin took a newspaper and got off the carriage with Yuumi, looking at the house number all the way.

No. 13, Maori Private Investigative Office... Yes, it's here, I don't know if there is a kid named Conan in the other party's family. "

According to the description in the newspaper, Alvin found a private detective firm that is said to be very trustworthy.

Although he could rely on Klein's divination, he still decided to do something.

Go up the stairs to the office on the second floor.

dong dong dong! He knocked on the half-closed door.

"Please come in." A voice that seemed to be stuttering came out.

Alvin pushed the door and entered, and saw that the detective agency had adopted a semi-open layout. There were four employees, each sitting in the position separated by the baffle.

"Hello, I'm a Maori detective. How can I help you?" A man in a white shirt and black vest greeted him.

He held a wine bottle in his hand, his face was rigid, his eyebrows were like sharp swords, and the strong smell of wine came from his body.

"This is stuttering, completely drunk, isn't this a real profit, this is a detective with a good reputation? Give it a good review!"

If it hadn't been for Alvin's sense of the amount of obscurity on the other side, he would probably have turned around and left.

"I have something to entrust, I don't know how you will charge it?" Alvin glanced at the wine bottle in the detective's hand and said.

"It depends on the difficulty of the matter." Detective Mauri retracted his gaze and pointed to the reception area with sofa sets, "Let's go there to communicate."

Alvin followed him to the half-separated place, sat on the single sofa, and said:

"I want to investigate the "Crazy Thug", preferably to determine the location of the other party's hiding place."

Detective Mori raised his eyebrows and said, "I don't accept this commission?"

"Forehead?"

"This man is very dangerous, his bounty stickers are all over the place, a full 150 pounds, and he can run through the hands of the police so many times, enough to show his ability, believe me, this detective business entrusted to the entire Pritzker Harbor No one wants to accept it."

Seeing Alvin's doubts, Maori Detective explained.

"I understand, I'm sorry." Alvin nodded lightly, indicating that he understood, and was ready to get up and leave.

"However, I have some information here, if you need it."

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"Dave?" Alvin flipped through the taxi and bought the information from the detective for two pounds.

I remembered the wanted notice that police Rahimi showed me. The detectives had investigated him for a reward.

The detective's inference is that the "crazy thugs" have appeared since Dave came to Pritz, and there were two obvious traces that entered the lower street. Later, the whereabouts of the "crazy thugs" became more difficult to grasp.

"He is growing and learning!"

He quickly learns and uses his criminal ability~www.novelbuddy.com~ The sequences that meet this condition are only "criminals", "prisoners", | "crazy thugs", and the keen perception of avoiding bullets from the other side, the former is mostly.

What puzzled Alvin the most was that he fled all the way from Backlund to Pritzker, but he didn't want to go to sea or hide. , what is the purpose?

"Go down the street!" Alvin put down the information in his hand and decided to go down the street to check it tomorrow.

At 1 p.m., after lunch, Alvin and Yuumi returned to the teacher's house.

As usual, he put on his gardener's clothes, picked up tools and started to take care of the flowerbed. He cultivated a small piece of land in the backyard and planted all the flower seeds he brought back from Backlund.

Yuumi lay there quietly and looked at him. She didn't play with the flowers like before, and she didn't hit Alvin's hat.

After finishing the training as usual, he closed the iron gate and left silently.

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After a hasty dinner with Yuumi, Alvin, who was sitting in the study, opened "Tragedy on Earth" as usual, and felt that he couldn't read it for a while.

He simply put down the book, got up and planned to open the door. Just as Alger was about to walk out, a flower suddenly appeared in front of his eyes. He saw an illusory and boundless gray fog above the corridor, and saw a vague figure sitting in the deepest part, as if sitting upright. on the high throne.

"I see." A familiar and deep voice echoed in Alger's ears invisibly, making him stunned in place, his head throbbing slightly.

Alvin quickly returned to the study, took out the things he had prepared a long time ago, and quickly arranged the altar. He needed to convey his request while Klein was above the gray fog.

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