Lord of the Mysteries

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At 3 pm, East Balam Dock, Docker Association.

Klein was wearing a thick sweater, brown jacket, and a simple soft hat, making his image closer to common investigative reporters, rather than the kind that often attends parties and interviews with status and status objects-such a dress It cost him an extra 1 shilling.

At this time, he was wearing gold-rimmed glasses, his hair was neatly combed, and the gloss of the ointment was shimmering. His face was free of the messy beard on July 7th, and he had to go around the lips with a dark black scum, which was much taller than before. At least 8 centimeters, and strive to be clearly different from the image of the workers last night, so that people who are not very familiar can not associate with them at all.

In the pockets of his clothes and trousers, there is no “black eye”, no variety of talisman and herbaless, only a tarot card, a stack of notes, a watering pen, a wallet, a change, a string The key, as well as a fake press card.

——He does n’t know the current state of Lannhose, and he does n’t know where the strong Extraordinary surrounding him comes from, so be careful and do n’t bring any items that will cause doubt.

Looking at the 2-Layer building in front, Klein crossed the street, pretending not to rely on Clown’s instinct to find several line of sights watching him.

He pushed open the door and found that the layout of the dock union was quite rudimentary, there was no lady responsible for reception, and there was no spacious hall. The staircase leading to 2-Layer was located in the center. On the 2nd side, there was a corridor full of offices. Not to mention the blanket, it was just made of cement.

Klein looked at the man at the door and leaned over:

“I am a reporter for the Beckland Daily. I want to interview the staff of your association to understand your aspirations and desires.”

The man was wearing a lot of patches, and some of the corners even showed a dirty cotton jacket, and there was only a linen shirt inside.

After hearing the word of the reporter, he suddenly became vigilant and answered with a stack of voices:

“No! We have not organized a strike recently, no!”

“I think you misunderstood. I am sympathetic to you. I plan to make a special report describing the things the union is doing to help the workers and the actual difficulties encountered. Trust me.” Klein leveraged Clown’s extraordinary ability, Make your eyes look very sincere.

“Well … you go to Mr. Rand, who is our commissioner in charge of publicity. Turn right, the second office by the right hand.” The man hesitated for a few seconds.

“Thank you.” Klein pretended to give a salute loose, feeling that his gaze in the dark corner of the gaze disappeared.

He turned to the right with a little cold sweat on his back and rang the door of the corresponding office.

Oops, the door opens, a sparsely middle-aged man looks at him at the road:

“Excuse me?”

“Is it Mr. Rand? I am Stanson, a reporter from the Beckland Daily. This is my press card. I want to make a report on the subject of the union to help you get more attention.” Klein almost wanted to believe that he was A reporter.

“I am Rand.” The middle-aged man looked at the press card and apparently reluctantly hesitated. “I can hardly believe that your reporter is here to help us.”

“I was born in the eastern district. I know how miserable the life of the workers is. If you don’t believe my intentions, you can always follow me and supervise every problem.” Klein added a smile and added, “I have actual The reports made by the interview materials are better than nothing. The news written by imagination is better. At least you can explain your views and guide things to the hope.”

Rand felt his scalp and hesitated to replied:

“Ok.”

“I will follow you all the way.”

“Thank you!” Klein almost failed to control his emotions.

Later, under the leadership of Rand, he entered one office after another and interviewed the workers’ associations according to the pre-set questions.

On the right side of the corridor, there was no harvest, the left side of the corridor, no gain… Klein’s expression as usual set foot on the wooden ladder to the second floor.

This time, Rand took him into the office that was facing the stairs, and introduced the person inside:

“This is a reporter for the Beckland Daily, Mr. Stanson.”

“He wants to do some interviews with you, but I have to remind you in advance that there are some questions and you have the right to refuse.”

Klein smiled, stepped forward, and made a gesture of shaking hands with this office worker one after another.

At this time, he saw a slightly familiar silhouette.

Although the opponent’s skin became bronze, the ordinary round face became angular, and the glasses were changed from a round frame to a long gold frame, but Klein still found a trace of inexplicable familiarity with Divinator’s spiritual intuition.

Then, his body trembled and his face almost lost control.

“No, sorry, I suddenly and suddenly have a stomachache. Excuse me, where is the bathroom?” Klein asked with an awkward smile while covering his abdomen with a hand that didn’t hold a pen or sticky note.

Rand and the people in the office have no doubts, pointing to the outside:

“Go out, turn left, go to the end, you can see the logo.”

Klein retired and walked out of the door, and quickly went straight to the bathroom.

After entering, he picked the most toilet seat on the window, sat on the toilet and locked the wooden door.

He bent back, his mouth opened, and he laughed silently, laughing as if he could not stand straight, laughing with a drop of crystal liquid falling to the ground.

Klein has confirmed that it is Lannhose!

This is not based on that little familiarity, but that he perceives another breath in the other person, which makes him impressed to the extreme!

This is also the main reason why he almost lost control on the spot.

The tremor of his body comes from instinctive fear and fear!

The collapse of his emotions comes from the horror and sadness in the depths of memory!

That is,

That is……

That’s the breath of True Creator!

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Klein washed his face and continued the interview without happening. Even in the face of Lannhose who didn’t know why he changed, he also asked questions and recorded the answers step by step.

Doing all this, he left the docker’s association and walked out of the dimly lit house.

The clouds are stacked outside and the mist is filled, just like entering the evening.

The breath of True Creator can only come from Himself, His heirs, and things that extend on this basis, such as the items He gave, such as His Divinity … This is in line with what Lannhose said to Hood Eugen , Plus that inexplicable familiarity, I do n’t need to go above the grey mist divination, but I can confirm that it is … if it ’s not for me, I ’ve been dealing with True Creator several times, and I ’m often exposed to his mental pollution. Dharma recognized that the breath that does not contain power and personality belongs to him … Klein is very dignified, but his appearance is very relaxed.

He stood on the street and deliberately sorted out the interview notes.

In the process, he aimed at the familiar familiar silhouette in the vagabond opposite.

Lady Quinn? Klein made a guess in light of the combination of things.

He did not stop, collected the notes and went to the site of the rail public carriage.

Just then, a carriage suddenly stopped in front of him.

“We meet again.” Sitting in the carriage is a thin but elegant middle-aged and old gentleman. He has white temples and white temperament. It is the great detective, Isengard Stanton, who can assist the police in investigating the case.

Klein’s appearance at this time is not much different from usual, just a little higher, and changed clothes.

“It’s a coincidence, I’m thinking about the last time you interviewed you.” Klein deliberately answered this.

Isengard took a look and smiled and opened the subject:

“I came here to investigate the case. Hibel’s death was removed and I was mainly responsible, and her place of death was very close to the East Balam dock.”

“Is it really imitating a crime?” Klein pretended to know.

After a few words of chilling, he took the public carriage, did not go straight home, and transferred to the Klag Club in the Hillston District.

In the rest room of the club, he quickly went to the grey mist and confirmed that no one was following him.

At this step, Klein relaxes completely and feels afraid when he feels it.

The breath of True Creator is like a nightmare, haunting his mind, making the clothing close to his back dry and wet, wet and dry.

In order to ensure 10000 one, Klein showed a yellow-brown parchment and a deep red round-belt pen in front of him, and then wrote a well-divided divination statement:

“The source of the inexplicable familiarity before.”

Put down the pen, then lean against the back of the chair, and he entered the dream while meditating.

In that grey mist and illusory Heaven and Earth, he saw one silhouette.

This person Shadow 5 is ordinary, wearing round-framed glasses, always with a smile of looking down and ridicule, it is Lannhose!

Finally found you! Klein no longer uses Clown’s ability to control his expression, gnashing teeth whispered to himself.

Immediately, he sat up straight and prepared to respond to Miss Justice’s prayer.

Klein controlled the emotions, and the voice was low and indifferently opened the mouth and said:

“No need to confirm.”

“That is Lannhose.”

“You can tell Goddess of the Night church and tell them that Lannhose has a ‘Corrupt Creator’ divinity.”

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Audrey, who is looking at the training dog with Susie, heard Mister Fool’s response and snorted on the spot.

“Corrupt Creator” … Isn’t this True Creator? Does the scammer even have the Divinity of True Creator? This, this, a simple task actually involved the Divinity of True Creator! Sure enough, I said that Mister Fool has a deeper purpose … He is aiming at True Creator … It is indeed Mister Fool! Audrey suddenly had many ideas.