"Where are the captain and Kenli?"

Klein replied in a hoarse voice: "Kornli died, at the hands of Mrs. Sharon, we all made mistakes..."

"The captain is guarding the scene there, asking you to help."

Before leaving, Dunn explained the specific situation to Frye, telling him that if they failed to come back within two hours, they would send a telegram to the Holy Church immediately. Similarly, because they needed to apply for the sealed item "3�o271", They want to enter the Chanis Gate at night, so Luo Yao, who is on duty in the guard room, also knows what tasks they are about to perform�according to the internal regulations of the Nighthawks, to open the Chanis Gate at night, you must get the captain's permission. , can only be entered by the captain.

Frye was stunned for a moment, sighed lowly, and drew a crimson moon on his chest.

He put on his coat and hat, and walked towards the door. When he passed Klein, he suddenly said in a low voice, "You don't need to blame yourself. Mistakes are something that can never be avoided."

"We always believe in our teammates."

"Hmm..." Klein closed his eyes, and his vision seemed to become blurred.

He and Frye went underground first, told Luo Yao, then locked the door of the Blackthorn Security Company, and rushed to Mrs. Sharon's house on Olsner Street.

By the time they brought back Kenley's body and Mrs. Sharon's hideous corpse with half of her head missing, it was already past midnight.

Dunn, who was wearing a thin black windbreaker, stood at the door of the "mortuary" and looked inside silently. After a long time, he turned his head and said to Klein, "You should go home first. You just went through a fierce battle. Must be very tired."

"Okay." Klein didn't refuse.

He pursed his lips, glanced at the captain, left the Blackthorn Security Company quietly, and returned to Narcissus Street in a taxi.

Same as last time, he easily entered his bedroom and locked the door behind him.

Pulling out the ritual silver dagger, Klein created a spiritual wall that sealed off the room, then sat down at the desk, spread out the paper, picked up the pen, and eagerly wrote: "Dear Ms. Daly:"

"I found that something is wrong with the captain recently. He quietly..."

After writing this, Klein suddenly stopped the pen, his mind went blank, he didn't know how to answer or describe it.

Snapped!

He threw away the pen suddenly, grabbed the paper in front of him, crumpled it into a ball, and then thumped the table.

As the sound of thud echoed, Klein closed his eyes, covered his face with his hands, and did not move for a long time, as if he had turned into a statue.

After a full five minutes like this, he sighed, put down his right hand, lit the ball of waste paper spiritually, and watched it turn into ashes and fall into the trash can.

After organizing his thoughts, Klein spread out a new piece of paper and wrote again: "Dear Ms. Daly:"

"We just finished a mission and sadly lost a teammate, the specific situation is this..."

"...At that time, I thought that my current level of spiritual vision could not confirm whether the servants were asleep, and divination one by one would be very troublesome, so I walked back and planned to ask the captain for advice. At this time, through the reflection of the mirror, I saw the captain half lying down Next to Ke Enli's body, there was dark red blood around the mouth."

"I don't know what happened, and I don't know what state the captain is in. I hope you can give me an answer."

...

After finishing writing, Klein read it through with a heavy heart, and folded the letter paper.

Then, he set up a ceremony, activated his spirit vision, summoned Daly's messenger, and summoned that strange face with no eyes, no nose and only a mouth.

Seeing the sticking out bright red tongue covered with irregular fangs and the five tiny pale fingers on the top of the tongue, Klein passed the letter in silence.

When everything was back to normal, he sat down again and continued writing. JrNovels.com