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When hearing Klein's question, Emlin White was shocked and looked at the other side carefully:

"You are richer than I thought."

He had thought that Sherlock Moriarty had to spend at least £2,450 a week.

"I have been squandering for a long time." Klein sighed and replied.

Emlin nodded thoughtfully:

“Doing private investigators make money like this?”

"This is just a convenient action. If you don't have a big reward, you will have two or three hundred pounds a year," Klein said calmly.

Emlin glanced at him and asked inadvertently:

"What do you actually do? Smuggling arms and stealing the treasury of the rich? For the extraordinary people of sequence 7 and below, there are not many things that can quickly reach more than 2,000 pounds. Most of them are walking in crimes. the edge of."

Are you a vampire talking to me about crimes? It seems that you are quite yearning for making quick money... Klein smiled and said:

"Take some dangerous tasks, if you are not afraid of death, you can try."

Emlin closed his mouth and said for a long time:

"Come to me in the evening, I will take you to the seller."

It’s a vampire from the heart... Kline is about to agree, and suddenly feels that it’s not safe.

What if the seller saw the money? In case he has no corresponding extraordinary materials at all, is he trying to deceive people in the past? Emlin White can trust, the seller he introduced may not be... I have to find an excuse to go to the fog to do divination, to confirm the degree of danger... Well, there is no need to be so complicated, there is a better way... ...in a lot of thoughts, Klein looked at Emlin sideways:

"No, go by yourself.

"I will give you a prepayment of 1,000 pounds. You will bring the two materials to the harvest church. After confirmation, I will pay the final payment. I think the seller should be able to accept this method. This shows a noble blood. Credit."

After being so embraced, Emlin lifted his chin unconsciously:

"There is no problem with this type of transaction."

Having said that, he snorted:

"Are you afraid of not being credited there? Can you feel at ease in the harvest church?"

"Of course, a tall mother who is more than two meters tall and has a muscular body is standing next to him, who will have a sense of security." Kline smiled and pointed to Father Uttravsky, "can deal with him." I will not care about the wealth of two or three thousand pounds."

Emlin's face was dark and he snorted:

"You don't worry about my private swallowing of the £1,000 advance payment?"

Klein looked at the front leisurely:

"Why worry?

“You will come back every day and it will be easy to find, and a living vampire will cost more than 1,000 pounds even if it is sold and sold.”

Emlin was poked to the pain and whispered angrily:

"Blood! Do you understand? Blood family!

"And, don't use the ‘only’ unit!”

Klein chuckled and didn't talk anymore, waiting for the other to calm down.

"On the way you ask for it." Finally, Emlin reached for the forehead.

Klein immediately took out the envelope he received in the morning and handed it to the other party with a thick 1,000 pounds of cash inside:

"At 8 o'clock in the evening, see you here."

Emlin counted the banknotes in the number. After confirming the correctness, he secretly sneaked a glimpse of Father Utlavsky and lowered his voice:

"Mr. Private Detective, who have been exposed to all kinds of intelligence and news, have you ever heard of a sacred **** called ‘fool’?”

Evil... evil you... Klein almost burst into his heart.

He replied as usual:

“There have been many people who have recently been looking for ‘fool’ believers. Do you want to join them and ask for a reward?”

Emlin sighed:

"No, I am just thinking about whether to pray to this evil spirit, or evil spirits, and ask him to help me to dispel psychological cues. What you know, there are His specific names that have been passed down, as long as they are transformed into Hermes, Guhe. In Mies, it is possible to get a response... What do you know about Him? How much harm does He bring to believers? Will it forcefully change the views of believers?"

Although the goal is directed at me, I still want to say, vampire classmates, you are in a hurry to go to hospital... Klein feels very complicated and says:

"The 'fool' is very mysterious. To this end, except for the news you already know, no one knows his detailed situation, such as the scope of the priesthood, such as the corresponding prayer ceremony.

"What makes me wonder is, in this case, why don't you consider your sucking, the amount, the ancestor of the blood family, the ancient **** Lilith? As long as the ceremony is correct and the sacrifice is appropriate, He should help you to relieve the psychological suggestion."

Emlin leaned back and looked straight ahead, not talking for hours.

He seems to be getting deeper.

After a short silence, he whispered:

"Before the Cataclysm, the ancestors had rarely responded to prayers. Only with special matters can they get help from him. This does not include dispelling psychological cues."

In the legend of Silver City, the ancient **** Lilith, who represents the moon, has been regained power by the reawaken creator, or earlier in a certain war... Then, who is occasionally responding to the blood clan? The original moon? Klein deliberately asked:

"There is also the 'primitive moon' that can be prayed, and many rituals of the underground extraordinary have their power."

This mainly refers to the "Witch King" and the corresponding creatures... Klein added a sentence in his heart.

Emlin's lips were swaying, but he couldn't make a sound, and his face had a bit of indescribable fear.

After a long time, he said solemnly:

"I suspect that the 'primitive moon' is a sacred **** or a high demon posing. Most of the people who pray to Him will change a little bit, become cruel, become crazy, and full of reproductive desires, and the rest. In the blood family, the big probability is out of control on the spot and becomes a real monster.

"There was a powerful blood race who tried to pray for danger. The result turned into a piece of meat that only knew mating and reproduction. She and cattle, sheep, horses, mice, even plants, stones, gave birth to one strange and one strange offspring. Each one is equivalent to creating a new monster race. Fortunately, she was quickly cleared, and her descendants were the same."

... "The original moon" is so dangerous? I have never mentioned it in The Book of Secrets... The Karaman Witch King has been eroded by Him? Fortunately, I am imitating and adapting. The object of prayer is myself... Klein is shocked by the description of Emlin White.

This made him realize that the hidden existence outside the Seven Gods is indeed not so trustworthy.

Except me... He sighed.

At this time, Emlin smiled bitterly:

“If the negative impact of the ‘fool’ is not that big, praying to him is not something that cannot be considered.”

The only effect is that you will pay a certain amount of money for this... Klein can only pat the shoulders of Emlin in order to maintain his image, and draw a triangular emblem on his chest:

"It is very dangerous to pray to the hidden existence of the unclear situation. In this case, it is better to pick a favorite faith from the Seven Gods. They will not affect your daily life and will not let you discard the dolls. ”

"If there is really no other way..." Emlin suddenly found himself calmer than he thought.

Klein didn't stop, squeezed into the hallway and went outside the harvest church.

Looking at the misty sky outside, he began to think about what to do next.

There is no doubt that his current focus is on saving money and finding materials.

The small "sun" side is stable and stable, so as not to be suspected again, let him use the method of removing the spirit of the runaway person to compensate for the promised reward... The hair of the deep sea Naga can be entrusted to Mr. "down man". The characteristics of the human skin shadow depends on oneself... Emlin White and the "eye of wisdom" Mr. Stanton, there is no corresponding news for more than a month, you have to change channels... Well, it’s been a long time. The high-sequence of the rose school should not have to closely monitor the "Brave" bar. In the evening, turn around and see if you can contact Miss Sharon and Maric... Klein quickly got an idea.

In order to go to the "Brave" bar, he had to go to the Eastern District and replace the workers' clothing in the one-bedroom house that was rented in Black Palm Street.

Thinking of this, he went to the public carriage site opposite.

............

On the outskirts of the Western District, within the Green Graveyard.

Furs Wall, wearing a black cap, walked quietly beside Dorion Gray, a member of the Abraham family, and accompanied him to the graves of Lawrence, Anlisa and others.

In the silent journey, her thoughts are all on the extraordinary material of the "food spiriter stomach bag".

She knows that she has already digested the "apprentice" potion. As long as she gets the "food spiriter stomach bag", she can become a "master of tricks", but there is no clue to the corresponding items, and the most hopeful help to her "sun" Because of the previous things, I dare not hold a ceremony, and I dare not invite friends to kill the "food spirit".

In order to improve as quickly as possible, to get rid of the full moon curse, she even prayed to Mr. Fool, asking the other's best to help find the material. In the process, she published her new book, and she was about to receive the payment of the guarantee. Come out to prove that he has sufficient purchasing power - she is not worried that the real identity is known to the "fool", because she thinks that "fool" is definitely clear.

In a secluded, peaceful, and cold environment, Fols and Dorian stopped at the tomb of Lawrence.

Looking at the photo taken after death, reading the epitaph of "He is a good teacher," Dorian Gray was silent for a long time, and then sighed for a long time:

"It's ironic..."

“Why?” Firth asked strangely.

She had previously heard that Lawrence had mentioned that he was a public school teacher in Conston City, Inter-King, so he used such an epitaph.

"This has nothing to do with you, it is a matter of our family." Dorian laughed at himself and bent down to lay down the flowers.

After straightening up, he looked straight ahead and suddenly said:

"Fuls, do you want to be an extraordinary person? The one described in my letter."