Chapter: 296
Leonard touched the special revolver hidden at his waist and under his shirt, chuckled and said: "This is not absolute, in my experience, some evil gods or demons are very easy to satisfy, as long as they There's a lot of interest in what's next."
"And there must be a significant proportion of these deaths that are normal and must be eliminated to get the correct answer."
Klein glanced at him and said, "That's why the captain asked us to re-investigate and rule out normal incidents."
"Leonard, your tone and description tell me that you have sufficient experience in similar fields, but you have been a Nighthawk for less than four years, and on average, you encounter no more than two extraordinary cases per month, and most It�s the simple, easy-to-solve kind.�
He has always felt that Leonard Mitchell, a teammate, is weird and mysterious. Not only has he been doubting himself and thinking that he is special, but he is also sometimes nagging, sometimes arrogant, sometimes frivolous, and sometimes deep.
Does he also have adventures? There are also adventures that make him feel that he is the protagonist of a drama? Klein made a rough guess based on his rich "insight" from movies, novels and TV series.
Hearing his question, Leonard smiled and said, "This is because you haven't officially entered the state of Nighthawk, and you are still in the training stage."
"Every six months, the Holy Church organizes the extraordinary cases encountered by various churches in various dioceses into books, and according to the different levels of confidentiality, certain deletions are made in different versions, and then distributed to each member accordingly."
"Besides the mysticism course, you can apply to the captain, enter the Chanis Gate, and borrow the previous case books."
Klein nodded in amazement and said, "The captain never reminded me of this matter."
He hasn't had a chance to enter Chanis Gate until now.
Leonard chuckled and said, "I thought you were used to the captain's style, but I didn't expect you to naively expect him to remind you."
Speaking of this, he added meaningfully: "If one day the captain remembers everything and forgets nothing, then we need to be more vigilant."
Does this mean out of control? Klein nodded with a solemn expression, and asked instead: "Is this the captain's unique style? I thought it was a problem attached to the 'Sleepless' sequence..."
Staying up late causes memory loss or something...
"To be precise, it is the unique style of 'Nightmare'. Reality and dreams are intertwined. It is often difficult for people to distinguish which ones are real. They need to remember and which ones are fake, so they don't have to keep them in their heads..." Leonard Ben They wanted to say something more, but the two had already stepped into Iron Cross Street and saw "Corpse Collector" Frye waiting at the tram stop.
Frye was wearing a black felt hat with a round brim, a thin windbreaker of the same color, and a suitcase in his hand. His complexion was so pale that it was suspected that he would collapse from a sudden illness at any time, and his cold and gloomy temperament made the surrounding people wait Those who stayed away from him.
After nodding to each other, the three of them didn't open their mouths. They joined together in silence, passed the "Silin Bakery" together, and turned to the lower street of Iron Cross Street.
The hustle and bustle came immediately, and the street vendors selling food such as oyster soup, pan-fried meat and fish, ginger beer, and fruits yelled hoarsely, making passers-by involuntarily slow down.
It was early five o'clock at this time, and many people returned to Iron Cross Street. The two sides of the road began to be crowded, and some children mixed in, watching all this indifferently, and staring at all the pockets.
Klein often came here to buy cheap cooked food. He used to live in a nearby apartment, so he knew the situation of this place quite well, so he warned, "Be careful of thieves."
Leonard smiled and said, "Don't worry."
He pulled his shirt and adjusted the pouch so that the revolver at his waist was exposed.
All of a sudden, the eyes looking at him moved away one after another, and the pedestrians around him gave way unconsciously.
...Klein was stunned, and quickly followed Leonard and Frye, and lowered his head to prevent people he knew from noticing him.
��Benson and Melissa still keep in touch with some of their former neighbors, after all, they didn't move far enough.
Passing through the area with many street vendors, the three of them entered the real lower street of Iron Cross Street.
Passers-by here are all wearing old and tattered clothes, full of vigilance against the appearance of strange and glamorous people, but also showing greed, as if staring at carrion vultures, and may attack at any time, but Leonard's revolver effectively stopped them. All accidents happened.
"Let's start the investigation with the death incident last night, starting with Mrs. Lovis who pasted the matchboxes." Leonard flipped through the information, pointed not far away, "The first floor of No. 134..."
As the three of them moved forward, the ragged children quickly hid on the side of the road and stared at them with blank, curious, and frightened eyes. JrNovels.com
"And there must be a significant proportion of these deaths that are normal and must be eliminated to get the correct answer."
Klein glanced at him and said, "That's why the captain asked us to re-investigate and rule out normal incidents."
"Leonard, your tone and description tell me that you have sufficient experience in similar fields, but you have been a Nighthawk for less than four years, and on average, you encounter no more than two extraordinary cases per month, and most It�s the simple, easy-to-solve kind.�
He has always felt that Leonard Mitchell, a teammate, is weird and mysterious. Not only has he been doubting himself and thinking that he is special, but he is also sometimes nagging, sometimes arrogant, sometimes frivolous, and sometimes deep.
Does he also have adventures? There are also adventures that make him feel that he is the protagonist of a drama? Klein made a rough guess based on his rich "insight" from movies, novels and TV series.
Hearing his question, Leonard smiled and said, "This is because you haven't officially entered the state of Nighthawk, and you are still in the training stage."
"Every six months, the Holy Church organizes the extraordinary cases encountered by various churches in various dioceses into books, and according to the different levels of confidentiality, certain deletions are made in different versions, and then distributed to each member accordingly."
"Besides the mysticism course, you can apply to the captain, enter the Chanis Gate, and borrow the previous case books."
Klein nodded in amazement and said, "The captain never reminded me of this matter."
He hasn't had a chance to enter Chanis Gate until now.
Leonard chuckled and said, "I thought you were used to the captain's style, but I didn't expect you to naively expect him to remind you."
Speaking of this, he added meaningfully: "If one day the captain remembers everything and forgets nothing, then we need to be more vigilant."
Does this mean out of control? Klein nodded with a solemn expression, and asked instead: "Is this the captain's unique style? I thought it was a problem attached to the 'Sleepless' sequence..."
Staying up late causes memory loss or something...
"To be precise, it is the unique style of 'Nightmare'. Reality and dreams are intertwined. It is often difficult for people to distinguish which ones are real. They need to remember and which ones are fake, so they don't have to keep them in their heads..." Leonard Ben They wanted to say something more, but the two had already stepped into Iron Cross Street and saw "Corpse Collector" Frye waiting at the tram stop.
Frye was wearing a black felt hat with a round brim, a thin windbreaker of the same color, and a suitcase in his hand. His complexion was so pale that it was suspected that he would collapse from a sudden illness at any time, and his cold and gloomy temperament made the surrounding people wait Those who stayed away from him.
After nodding to each other, the three of them didn't open their mouths. They joined together in silence, passed the "Silin Bakery" together, and turned to the lower street of Iron Cross Street.
The hustle and bustle came immediately, and the street vendors selling food such as oyster soup, pan-fried meat and fish, ginger beer, and fruits yelled hoarsely, making passers-by involuntarily slow down.
It was early five o'clock at this time, and many people returned to Iron Cross Street. The two sides of the road began to be crowded, and some children mixed in, watching all this indifferently, and staring at all the pockets.
Klein often came here to buy cheap cooked food. He used to live in a nearby apartment, so he knew the situation of this place quite well, so he warned, "Be careful of thieves."
Leonard smiled and said, "Don't worry."
He pulled his shirt and adjusted the pouch so that the revolver at his waist was exposed.
All of a sudden, the eyes looking at him moved away one after another, and the pedestrians around him gave way unconsciously.
...Klein was stunned, and quickly followed Leonard and Frye, and lowered his head to prevent people he knew from noticing him.
��Benson and Melissa still keep in touch with some of their former neighbors, after all, they didn't move far enough.
Passing through the area with many street vendors, the three of them entered the real lower street of Iron Cross Street.
Passers-by here are all wearing old and tattered clothes, full of vigilance against the appearance of strange and glamorous people, but also showing greed, as if staring at carrion vultures, and may attack at any time, but Leonard's revolver effectively stopped them. All accidents happened.
"Let's start the investigation with the death incident last night, starting with Mrs. Lovis who pasted the matchboxes." Leonard flipped through the information, pointed not far away, "The first floor of No. 134..."
As the three of them moved forward, the ragged children quickly hid on the side of the road and stared at them with blank, curious, and frightened eyes. JrNovels.com
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