The captain meant that if I wait another year, I won't be too conspicuous. With Ms. Dai Li as an example, the higher-ups won't pay too much attention to me, and at most I will be included in the list for further observation? Klein thought for a while and replied frankly: "I originally wanted to wait until next year to submit a special application. After all, I still have a lot to master. For example, I have just started fighting."

"However, Captain, don't you think we have encountered too many coincidences in the past two months? After hunting down the kidnapper, we found that the notes of the Antigonus family are in the opposite room; the sealed item '2�o49' was delayed , As a result, Riel Bieber did not escape from Tingen, and began to try to digest power at the pier; I went to a birthday dinner, which led to the matter of Heinus Vincent; I went to the library to investigate, and on the spot I just met that member of the Aurora Society..."

"I don't know what these coincidences mean, but I always feel uneasy, so I want to improve myself as much as possible."

Seizing this opportunity, Klein ordered the matter of the mastermind behind the scenes. This was also what he had planned to put in his schedule�to remind the Nighthawks team and let them find more information from other sources without revealing their own special circumstances. There are many clues, and the words he just said can only draw one conclusion in the eyes of others. He has a keen intuition and is good at sorting out.

After Klein said the word "but", Dunn's body gradually leaned forward, and at the end, he covered his mouth with his crossed hands.

His eyes were fixed, and he didn't speak for a long time, as if he was thinking about the words just now.

Tens of seconds later, Dunn raised his head, and said in a mellow and deep voice, "Very keen...Maybe, there is really something hidden in the dark depths."

Before Klein could speak, he turned to order: "You can go and write a special application."

"Okay." Klein replied with the corner of his mouth raised.

He got up with a smile, walked towards the door, and heard the familiar addition as expected.

"Wait a minute." Dunn called out the guy who was about to open the door and said carefully, "Pay attention to the words you use."

Don't worry, Captain, I take this issue more seriously than you! Klein nodded with a smile on his face.

He originally thought that Dunn would come up with another plan, that is, to advance to Sequence 8 in private without going through the Holy Church, and wait three years before going through the normal process, but after he studied it carefully, he found that this was impossible, because no matter whether it was a special application , or a normal application, the promotion has to pass the examination of the personnel sent by the Holy Church, but one is very complicated and the other is quite simple.

At that time, the secret that has become Sequence 8 will not be kept from anyone, and it will affect the entire Tingen Market Night Squad.

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After leaving the captain's office, Klein, who had finished all his occult studies courses, was not in a hurry to go underground to change shifts, and walked slowly into the civilian staff room next door.

At this moment, a man and a woman are sitting in this office. The man is in his early thirties, and the woman is in her twenties. They are the two new members.

When they saw Klein coming in, they were taken aback for a moment, then smiled, nodded and said hello, curious and in awe of Extraordinary people.

Klein didn't go chat with them, but found an empty table, and started writing the draft of "Special Application".

Because he already had a plan in mind, he completed the preliminary work in only ten minutes.

After reading it several times and making revisions in a row, he sat in front of the Axon 1346 mechanical typewriter and turned the draft into an original copy.

Amidst the rattling sound of the keyboard, the two new civil servants glanced at each other, got up at the same time, walked out of the office, chatted with Roseanne in the reception hall, and left the room to Klein alone.

Very reserved, and very conscious of secrecy... Klein glanced at their backs, and secretly admired.

He retracted his gaze and continued typing on the keyboard.

Just when he was about to finish the special application, Leonard Mitchell came out of the lounge, looked around, buttoned his shirt, his hair was disheveled and had an unruly beauty.

"What report are you making?" Leonard looked at the clerk's office, leaned against the door, pointed his right foot to the ground, and asked with his hands in his pockets.

His green eyes examined Klein with interest.

Klein typed the last word and the last punctuation mark, smiled sideways, and said, "Special application."

"Special application?" Leonard asked in confusion.

Klein picked up the paper, browsed it quickly, and explained casually: "A special application for promotion to Sequence 8." JrNovels.com