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For a moment, Klein thought that he had crossed back, but the elegant gas lamp surrounded by the brass grid and the silver-plated tin can of the old Neil hand-grinding coffee made him recognize the reality.

Is Russell’s predecessor a true compatriot?

Does he record secrets in Simplified Chinese that does not exist in the world?

With a feeling of "unknown in the hometown" that can't be described, Klein quickly browsed the three pages of his hand:

"November 18, it was a magical thing. A whimsical experiment and an accidental mistake made me discover a poor fellow who was trapped in the storm and lost in the depths of the dark. He could only At the full moon every month, I can get a little closer to the real world, but I still can't pass his shouts in. He is lucky. He met me, the protagonist of this era."

"When I finished the above paragraph, I read it myself. Suddenly I was a little embarrassed. Even if I used Chinese characters, I didn’t know how to bring a strong translation. Forty years, I’m like a wave. The memories of the past are really like The dream is the same."

"On January 1st, 1884, at the grand New Year's party, Mrs. Flålner was a stunner."

"On January 2, my gentlemen of the Foreign Affairs Committee are stupid!"

"On January 3, the original choice was still too sloppy. Now it seems that whether it is an ‘apprentice’ or a ‘the diviner’, ‘the thief’ is even better, but unfortunately, there is no way to go back.”

"When on January 4th, why are my children so stupid? I have said it over 10,000 times, don't be fooled by those gods, no, those **** sticks may have been fooled by themselves. The key to the potion is not mastery. Digestion! It's not excavation, it's playing! And the name of the potion is not only the core symbol, but also the specific image, but the 'key' of digestion!"

"On September 22nd, the alliance against me was established, from Fossach in the north, Lun in the east, to Fenetport in the south. My enemies finally came together, but I am not afraid. I will tell them by fact that the generation of weapons and knowledge is not compensated by the number of people and the low-order sequence. Besides, my men are not without, but high-end, huh, they forgot who I am?"

"On September 23, I lost contact with the ship looking for the land of God's Abandonment. I should consider inventing the radio report. I hope it will not be affected by the storm."

"On September 24, Miss Isaac is more charming than Mrs. Fronal, maybe I am just missing youth."

Because it is a copy of Linyi, based on the complexity of Chinese characters, the volume of each word has been enlarged a lot, so there is not much content on each page, even for preservation and research, the back is blank, even if it is In this way, Klein still sees the tide, especially the description of the key to the potion by Russell the Great, let him find a "solution to the problem" and master the ecstasy of priceless secrets.

"Maybe this is the guiding light for my future extraordinary way!"

“Well, the three-page manuscripts are diaries of different periods. It can be seen that Russell’s habits of writing only one year at the beginning of the year, and the two in November and September are temporarily undecided. year……"

"Who is the poor guy he found?"

“What does digestion and play specifically mean?”

"Where is the land that God abandoned?"

......

One question with the surprise in Klein's heart, so that he can not wait to immediately collect the Russell's diary, read from beginning to end!

"Klein?" Just then, the old Neil opposite, confused.

Klein woke up and tried to hide his smile:

"I thought I would be the most special one, I wanted to try to decipher and interpret."

"It’s a young man." Old Neil haha ​​nodded. "I used to think that I was the most special one."

Klein flipped through the three pages of the manuscript and determined that he had not missed the place. He handed them back and pretended to ask inadvertently:

"Do we have only these few?"

I want to see more Russell Diaries Diary!

"Do you think there will be a lot?" Old Neilmo licked the manuscript, and the wrinkles sneered deeply. "There are not many incidents involving extraordinary and mysterious things each year. Hey, mainly those extraordinary species are gradually dying in our northern continent. They have no more potions, so there are fewer and fewer extraordinary people. Hey, for centuries, dragons, giants, and elves have become records in books, even the seas. Appear again in the offshore."

Upon hearing this sentence, Klein suddenly remembered a stalk and immediately laughed:

“I think it’s time to build the ‘Dragon and Giant Protection Association’.”

Old Neil couldn’t help but understand what it meant for a long time. After I figured it out, he patted the table and smiled quite happily. Not enough gentleman:

"Haha, Klein, you are a humorous person. This is the tradition of our Lun Kingdom. The young people can't be wrong. I don't think it's too narrow. How can there be only dragons and giants? It should be called 'magical animal protection. association'."

"No, no, how can you forget the poor plants?" Klein shook his head.

Having said that, he and Daniel looked at each other and said the same thing:

"Magic Bio Conservation Association!"

The voice just fell, the two tacitly laughed, and the strange atmosphere just disappeared a lot.

“There are fewer and more young people like you.” Where did I say that?” Old Neil’s face wrinkled and smiled. “I remembered that there are not many incidents involving extraordinary and mysterious events each year. The idiots who worship the Russell emperor are a minority among the minority. We can get three manuscripts, which is very good... well, other cathedrals or parishes should have..."

He whispered a few words and took a look at Klein’s “batch” on the table. He took a look:

"Is it a pistol bullet, or a rifle bullet, or a bullet for a steam high-pressure gun?"

"A revolver." Klein replied according to the truth.

"Okay, I am going to take it out, cough, do you have a gun bag? As a gentleman, you can't let your waist and bulging in public." Old Neil said that men understand. joke.

"Oh, no, need to find the captain to write it up?" Klein smiled with a smile.

Old Neil stood up and said:

"No, as long as the record is good, this is a 'supporting item', follow me, ‘supporting items’.”

"You used to be a teacher?" Klein asked with a funny smile.

"There was a while in the church's Sunday school and the free school." Old Neal raised the note, took out the key in the drawer, and opened the iron gate to the inside.

The extraordinary and ordinary people don't feel much different... Klein silently sighed and turned his eyes to the three-page diary on the table.

Russell really involved the mysterious field...

His diary is worthless...

For others, it's just a piece of waste paper. I don't know when it will be deciphered. For me, that's the treasure!

I don't know where the remaining diaries are...

Have to find a way to find out more...

Klein's thoughts were ups and downs, and it was difficult to calm down until the old Neil came out from the inside and closed the iron gate.

"Ten hunting demon bullets, thirty pistol bullets, a psoriasis gun bag, a special action department seventh team badge, you check it out, give it a try, sign a word on the notebook." Put the items in your hand on the table.

The pistol bullets are packed in cartons and are divided into three layers, arranged neatly, and as yellow as the bullets in Klein's home, slightly slender.

The "Hunting Bomb" is held in a small iron box, the shape is the same as that of a normal pistol bullet, but the appearance is silvery white, and the complex look is complicated and dazzling. The bottom is even engraved with a small emblem of "black bottom group red half moon".

The leather gun bag has a solid touch, and the belt has a buckle. The half-hand-sized badge on the side is iron-colored, and there are silver-plated “Ahova County Police Department” and “Special Action Department Seventh Group” texts. The two laps surround the logo of the "double sword crosses the crown".

"It's a pity that it's not a badge for the night." Klein was half-satisfied and tempted to say a word.

Old Neil smiled and only urged Klein to try and smash the gun bag.

Taking off the jacket, Klein took a lot of effort to buckle the gun bag and clung to the arm of his left arm.

"Not bad." He didn't take it anymore, he just put on his formal dress.

Old Neil looked at his eyes and nodded with satisfaction:

“Very suitable, my vision is still so accurate.”

After collecting other items in his pocket and signing the name on the record book, Klein chatted with the old Neil a few words before leaving.

Halfway through, he suddenly became annoyed and took his forehead:

"Forgetting to hear more about the sequence and the potion, I blame Russell's diary..."

It is still unclear until now that the sequence of the complete 'pathway' that the night goddess church has mastered, that is, the sequence 9, is what it is.

Luo Shan seems to have mentioned one sentence... sleepless? Just as Klein walked slowly toward the stairs, a figure fell.

He wore tight-fitting trousers that were easy to move. The white shirt didn't get in. There was a clear poet's romantic temperament. It was the black-haired green sergeant who had searched the Klein family before. They had already seen one side upstairs, but they didn't speak. .

"Good afternoon." The poet-like young night smiled and said hello.

"Good afternoon, I don't think I have to introduce myself?" Kline was humorous.

"No, I am very impressed with you." The young night-timer extended his right hand, "Leonard Mitchell, Sequence 8's 'Midnight Poet.'"

Sequence 8... It’s really a poet... Klein spoke a little with him, and asked with a smile:

“I am very impressed with me?”

Leonard Mitchell’s green eyes are deep and the answer is very shallow:

"You have a special temperament."

...gay in the gay... Klein’s mouth is slightly moving, and he barely smiles: “I don’t think so.”

"I have encountered such an incident, and I have not received our protection for the first time, but you are still alive. This is special enough in itself." Leonard pointed to the front. "I have to replace the captain and see you tomorrow."

"See you tomorrow." Klein sideways let go.

When he disappeared step by step at the end of the stairs, Leonard Mitchell suddenly turned around and stared at the dim light and slate floor, whispering to the air:

"You see what is not..."

......

"Sure enough, he has nothing special..."