Chapter: 936
"He gave me a relatively simple task. The initial reward was 30 pounds. I don't know if there is any hidden danger in it..."
Forsi recollected: "That person... There should be an organization behind him, but why would he want to win you over? Are you not afraid of being implicated by your IQ and causing the entire organization to be completely destroyed? You have nothing to plot against It looks pretty good, but it�s too short, so it�s probably more valuable to have a life... Uh, what task?"
Xio has long been used to being hit by friends, ignored her previous words, and directly answered the latter question: "Investigate who has inquired about Capin recently."
"Carpin? The human trafficker who should be hanged, no, should be burned at the stake?" Although Forsi is not a bounty hunter, collecting material is a writer's instinct, so she often asks Xio to tell stories and rumors.
Xio nodded: "It's him, but he's already dead, and he seems to have died more miserable."
"How did he die? Was he cut to death bit by bit by a knife?" Fors asked happily and curiously.
"That person didn't describe it in detail, maybe tomorrow's newspaper will talk about it." After thinking about it for two seconds, he said, "He only mentioned the special situation at the scene, saying that Capin's body was covered with tarot cards, and his face was covered with ' The Judgment' card and the 'Emperor' card."
"The 'Judgment' card should mean 'Judgment on Kapin, the result is the death penalty', what does the 'Emperor' card represent? The identity of the murderer, no, the hero?" Best-selling author Fors instinctively interpreted the crime. The unique setting of the place.
Suddenly, she froze for a moment.
Tarot? Dead bodies sprinkled with tarot cards? Forsi suddenly thought of the secret organization she had just joined:
Tarot Club!
Could it be one of our internal members who did it? But there is no member codenamed "Emperor"... If it is true, this is the first time I have found traces of the Tarot Society in the real world... We are not just a secret organization that only exists above the gray fog... Forsi's thoughts were churning, filled with surprises and worries.
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Guided by the waiter, Klein entered the familiar living room.
There is still only one candle in the room, and the dim light illuminates the surroundings like a scene in a ghost story. Coupled with mysterious people in black robes and iron masks, the atmosphere is even stronger.
As soon as he stepped here, Klein suddenly had some inexplicable feelings.
He felt the flickering candle staring at him.
He thought the flames would burst open, igniting his own hair and robes.
He felt that the quietly hanging curtain behind the oriel window would suddenly swing up, envelop his body, cover his mouth and nose for breathing, and forcibly suffocate himself.
what's the situation? Klein was stunned for a while and tensed up.
This is not a premonition of danger, but it is an unavoidable intuition.
Klein carefully found a seat and sat down.
As soon as his butt touched the surface of the chair, he felt that the chair would burst open, and thick wooden thorns would go through his body.
This reminded him of the few videos he had seen when he was on Earth�the poor-quality air-lift seat exploded, steel rods and fragments pierced the owner's buttocks, and penetrated into the abdomen. The whole scene was bloody and horrible.
Why is there always such a bad association? Could it be the negative impact of the spiritual body injury in the previous battle? Klein looked around thoughtfully, and found that the chubby pharmacist still didn't come this time.
What happened? Or has left Backlund? Klein said a few words to himself silently, and heard the old man "Eye of Wisdom" announce the start of the party.
In the following time, Klein sometimes felt that the chandelier on the ceiling would fall obliquely and hit him on the head; The party members are full of malice and may explode at any time.
This made him restless, vigilant and confused, and he had no intention of paying attention to various successful or aborted transactions.
If the premonition of danger is a mobile phone that vibrates occasionally to remind you of incoming news or incoming calls, then the inexplicable intuition now is equivalent to the non-stop electric drill, "vibrating" so that I can hardly relax and pay attention to other things... �Klein tried to rub his forehead, but touched the cold iron mask.
At this moment, he felt that his iron mask would suddenly sag, cling to his face, and be embedded in his brain all the time. JrNovels.com
Forsi recollected: "That person... There should be an organization behind him, but why would he want to win you over? Are you not afraid of being implicated by your IQ and causing the entire organization to be completely destroyed? You have nothing to plot against It looks pretty good, but it�s too short, so it�s probably more valuable to have a life... Uh, what task?"
Xio has long been used to being hit by friends, ignored her previous words, and directly answered the latter question: "Investigate who has inquired about Capin recently."
"Carpin? The human trafficker who should be hanged, no, should be burned at the stake?" Although Forsi is not a bounty hunter, collecting material is a writer's instinct, so she often asks Xio to tell stories and rumors.
Xio nodded: "It's him, but he's already dead, and he seems to have died more miserable."
"How did he die? Was he cut to death bit by bit by a knife?" Fors asked happily and curiously.
"That person didn't describe it in detail, maybe tomorrow's newspaper will talk about it." After thinking about it for two seconds, he said, "He only mentioned the special situation at the scene, saying that Capin's body was covered with tarot cards, and his face was covered with ' The Judgment' card and the 'Emperor' card."
"The 'Judgment' card should mean 'Judgment on Kapin, the result is the death penalty', what does the 'Emperor' card represent? The identity of the murderer, no, the hero?" Best-selling author Fors instinctively interpreted the crime. The unique setting of the place.
Suddenly, she froze for a moment.
Tarot? Dead bodies sprinkled with tarot cards? Forsi suddenly thought of the secret organization she had just joined:
Tarot Club!
Could it be one of our internal members who did it? But there is no member codenamed "Emperor"... If it is true, this is the first time I have found traces of the Tarot Society in the real world... We are not just a secret organization that only exists above the gray fog... Forsi's thoughts were churning, filled with surprises and worries.
����
Guided by the waiter, Klein entered the familiar living room.
There is still only one candle in the room, and the dim light illuminates the surroundings like a scene in a ghost story. Coupled with mysterious people in black robes and iron masks, the atmosphere is even stronger.
As soon as he stepped here, Klein suddenly had some inexplicable feelings.
He felt the flickering candle staring at him.
He thought the flames would burst open, igniting his own hair and robes.
He felt that the quietly hanging curtain behind the oriel window would suddenly swing up, envelop his body, cover his mouth and nose for breathing, and forcibly suffocate himself.
what's the situation? Klein was stunned for a while and tensed up.
This is not a premonition of danger, but it is an unavoidable intuition.
Klein carefully found a seat and sat down.
As soon as his butt touched the surface of the chair, he felt that the chair would burst open, and thick wooden thorns would go through his body.
This reminded him of the few videos he had seen when he was on Earth�the poor-quality air-lift seat exploded, steel rods and fragments pierced the owner's buttocks, and penetrated into the abdomen. The whole scene was bloody and horrible.
Why is there always such a bad association? Could it be the negative impact of the spiritual body injury in the previous battle? Klein looked around thoughtfully, and found that the chubby pharmacist still didn't come this time.
What happened? Or has left Backlund? Klein said a few words to himself silently, and heard the old man "Eye of Wisdom" announce the start of the party.
In the following time, Klein sometimes felt that the chandelier on the ceiling would fall obliquely and hit him on the head; The party members are full of malice and may explode at any time.
This made him restless, vigilant and confused, and he had no intention of paying attention to various successful or aborted transactions.
If the premonition of danger is a mobile phone that vibrates occasionally to remind you of incoming news or incoming calls, then the inexplicable intuition now is equivalent to the non-stop electric drill, "vibrating" so that I can hardly relax and pay attention to other things... �Klein tried to rub his forehead, but touched the cold iron mask.
At this moment, he felt that his iron mask would suddenly sag, cling to his face, and be embedded in his brain all the time. JrNovels.com
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