When he entered the door, he habitually opened the mailbox and saw a letter that had just been delivered.

Opening it casually, Klein found that the letter came from Mr. Ards:

I will go to Morse Township on Sunday and return on Wednesday.

The townspeople in Morse town generally believe that the goddess goes there on Sunday, so according to the normal efficiency, the night watchers can only receive the news on Tuesday or Wednesday, and I happened to catch up with Mr. Azik and actually remembered my request. Hope He could also remember not to show up in person, just summon a ghost at will, just to fool him. Klein nodded invisibly, pouring out his own spirituality, and lit the letter paper with friction.

With a flick of his hand, the flame turned into fly ash and slowly fell to the ground.

On Saturday morning, Klein wore a thin black trench coat, a half-height silk top hat, and carried a silver-encrusted cane, and walked leisurely into the Blackthorn Security Company.

After greeting Rosanne, he looked at the partition and saw that the door of the captain's office was open, so he deliberately said without controlling the volume:

Yesterday evening, at the divination club, I saw a girl who was very similar to you.

real? Rosen asked with interest.

Klein nodded without sincerity and replied: Really, I even thought she was your sister.

To your pity, I have no sisters, not even cousins. Rosanne laughed and said, do you remember her name?

No, why should I remember her name? Klein chuckled, seeing you is no different from seeing her.

Can I understand that you are complimenting me? Roseanne always doesn't need others to find a topic, so she asks, Klein, you must have made a lot of money in the divination club, right? As a real fortune teller, your level is not comparable to that of other amateurs.

Without mentioning this topic, our good colleague Klein coughed and said:

Fortune tellers have to be in awe of fate, and cannot use fortune telling to seek abnormal benefits.

Are you summing up your own diviner aphorisms? Roseanne asked curiously.

Yes. Klein answered frankly.

After chatting with the other party for a few more words, he waved goodbye, took his hat, and walked towards the partition.

Dong dong dong, he looked at Dunn Smith who was tossing the coffee, and lightly knocked on the open door.

please come in. Dunn looked up at him and hurriedly corrected his posture.

Klein has tested the tone of the captain in the past two days, and confirmed that Dunn Smith did not mention a single word to others while trying to act the way, obviously tabooing the church's senior management.

So, he closed the door casually, sat across from him, and said solemnly with a little excitement:

Captain, I feel like I've fully mastered the 'Seer' potion.

I want to submit a special application.

Looking into Klein's eyes, Dunn took a breath, leaned back, and said slowly, "Are you sure?"

His expression changed very little, as if he had been prepared for the special application, but he didn't expect it to come so soon.

Captain, why do you feel relieved and at ease... Klein didn't hide his smile and said, "I'm sure, Captain, when you master the potion thoroughly, you will have a special and wonderful feeling. Feeling, unquestionably certain that I have mastered the potion thoroughly."

"A special, wonderful feeling..." Dunn chewed this sentence in a low voice, his brows slowly wrinkled.

Huh, the captain's previous two promotions were all carried out without fully digesting the potion? That's right, if you don't know the "acting method", it's hard to digest it thoroughly... You can only rely on a long time of polishing and some subconscious acting to reduce the risk of losing control... Poor captain... Klein quietly looked at Dunn .Smith, did not speak, did not add, let the other party think carefully.

After nearly a minute, Klein's figure was once again reflected in Dunn's deep gray eyes. He considered his words and said, "Perhaps it would be a better choice to wait another year." JrNovels.com