That said, that wasn't what happened last night!

That is the picture of the future that he foresees!

That is what will happen in the daytime today or tomorrow!

Klein's heart tightened, he paced back and forth a few steps, then ran back upstairs again.

He knocked on the door of the entertainment room and saw Leonard standing by the window reciting poetry with a helpless expression on his face.

Ignoring Kenli, Luo Yao, and Sika Teon who were playing cards, Klein looked at Leonard and said, "I have a question for you."

"Do you want to learn how to make young ladies and ladies happy?" Leonard put down "Selected Poems of Roselle" and said jokingly.

He walked out of the recreation room, followed Klein to the middle of the stairs leading to the ground, stared into his eyes, smiled lightly and said, "It seems that you performed a very fruitful divination last night."

Klein didn't explain, and said directly: "I have predicted that Triss will go away by steam train."

After communicating at the West End Workhouse yesterday, he no longer minds being a little "special" in front of Leonard.

"Steam train, the earliest train is at seven o'clock..." Leonard took out the pocket watch in his shirt pocket, snapped it open, and glanced, "There is no delay! I will tell the captain that I have received a reliable intelligence."

He walked upstairs quickly, and went straight out of the Blackthorn Security Company. After staying downstairs for a few minutes, he returned and entered Dunn Smith's office.

Klein heaved a sigh of relief, and watched as the nighthawks who were playing cards were summoned, followed by the captain who sent another telegram and hurried out.

Looking back on what happened just now, his feelings are rather complicated. Unlike the death of the clown in tuxedo that gave him a wake-up call, this time a mistake of the same nature happened to him, which made him seem to understand a lot, and the lesson was more profound.

Turning to the armory and entering the guard room, he took off his hat and coat with familiarity, and hung them on the coat rack.

Old Neil had just finished tossing the hand-ground coffee, and he took a sip happily and said, "Would you like a cup?"

"Okay." Klein sat down, as if he was at home.

Old Neil glanced at him and muttered, "Or three pieces of sugar and a spoonful of milk? You really have a sweet tooth, this is not good for your teeth and your body."

"No, no, no, I just like it sweeter when I drink coffee, but when I fry steak and barbecue, I tend to prefer seasonings such as rose salt, black peppercorns, and cumin." Klein has always thought that he is a party of all tastes.

Old Neil made the coffee quickly, pushed it over and said, "Should we take a break, or start right away?"

"Let me calm down for a few minutes. The captain and the others have information about Triss's whereabouts and are rushing to the steam train station. I don't know what the outcome will be..." Klein sighed.

Old Neil clicked his tongue and said, "Is the information detailed? Are you sure which class it is?"

"No, not sure." Klein pursed his lips and said.

Old Neilton suddenly laughed: "Under such circumstances, the probability of failure is much higher than the possibility of success. Triss should have Sequence 7. Extraordinary people of this level are not so easy to be caught, hehe, don't Thinking of relying on divination, divination is not omnipotent, you will only get symbols, and accidentally misinterpret or ignore something.�

Klein recalled the mistake he made this time again, and was deeply moved when he heard it. He nodded from the bottom of his heart and said, "Yes, divination is not omnipotent."

After saying this, he sighed for a while, and his body and mind suddenly entered a strange state, so he leaned back slightly, trying to exhale, but at this moment, an illusory breaking sound suddenly sounded in his ears.

He was stunned to find that something seemed to be dissolving in his body, merging with his own spirit.

This is an indescribably unique feeling. Klein half-closed his eyes and experienced it quietly.

He didn't need anyone to remind him that this was a sign of the complete digestion of the fortune teller's potion.

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