160 Berklund Street, inside the master bedroom.

Klein in the dream suddenly woke up, knowing that an "outsider" was coming.

Review of "Nighthawks"? While muttering, he looked around and found himself in that half-open room.

Then, he heard a knock on the door.

"Come in..." Klein tried his best to make his voice sound like he was dreaming.

Turning the handle, the door opened, and a thin yellow-haired man in a black windbreaker walked in. It was Albert in red gloves.

"Superintendent of the Backlund Police Department." Albert casually showed his ID and sat opposite Klein.

"What's the matter, officer?" Klein got into a state.

He knew that due to the influence of "Nightmare" ability, he should behave a little more normally at this time.

Albert showed a stack of papers, and said in a low voice: "Dwayne Dant�s, male, from Dixi County..."

He roughly recounted the information collected so far, and finally asked: "Is this information true?"

"Some are true, and some are false." Klein in the dream responded honestly.

The real part is probably only the two points of "male gender" and "no female companion"... At the same time, he laughed at himself in his heart.

Seeing that the progress had been made soon, Albert was slightly happy in his heart, and said with a straight face, "Which ones are false?"

Klein had already prepared for this, and pretended to recall: "My wealth does not come from mines, but from my adventures in the Southern Continent."

Combining the situation in West Balam described by Anderson, he fabricated a story about how a commoner gained wealth by relying on eloquence, intelligence, experience, and boldness in the area where Loen and Intis often clashed.

This story isn't detailed, it's just an outline, the main purpose is to make the Nighthawks believe that Dawn Dant�s is an ordinary person with an adventurous spirit, not an Extraordinary � there are many rumors of getting rich like this, in Loen, Not uncommon.

After Klein finished speaking, Albert asked a few more targeted questions based on his description, to see if certain details could be matched.

No doubt he got a satisfactory answer.

"Thank you for your cooperation, I wish you a good dream." Albert stood up with a smile, saluted, and by the way used the ability of "Nightmare" to influence Dawn Dant�s again, so that after he woke up, he only vaguely remembered what to do. What kind of dream did I have, but I can't recall the specific content.

After finishing all this, he turned and walked towards the door, twisted the handle, and left this dream.

Sure enough, the "Nighthawks" still believe too much in the ability of "Nightmare". If I were in charge of this matter, I would definitely design a series of questions from different angles and aspects in advance, compare them with each other, and look for inconsistencies and loopholes... ...Heh, the best way is to cooperate with Miss "Justice" to produce several professional psychological evaluation questionnaires, and let the target complete all of them in the dream. If he has a disguise, his mental state and the image he wants to show will definitely be different. There are contradictions in the conclusion of the assessment, unless he is also an expert in psychology and can notice the real purpose of each set of questions... Klein leaned back on the back of the sofa and cast his gaze out the window.

In the gray and misty world, the light of gas street lamps was dim and pale, illuminating the surroundings in a gloomy and dead silence.

Klein watched quietly for a few seconds, drew the corners of his mouth, and laughed at himself.

At the bottom of St. Samuel's Church, seeing Albert waking up normally, and hearing his report, Leonard was relieved at first, and then became more and more afraid of the undead Fourth Epoch monster.

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In the City of Silver, lightning pierced the sky, illuminating all the streets.

Derrick Berg walked out of his house, pinning the Hurricane Axe, and headed towards the Twin Towers in the north of the city.

Along the way, he met many residents of the City of Silver. Some of them were busy, some were sending their children to receive general education, and some were in small groups, patrolling every corner to prevent accidents. Died at home, not terminated by close relatives, turned into a terrifying evil spirit.

The existence of these people made the City of Silver very lively, and Derrick could occasionally hear the laughter and laughter of the children. JrNovels.com