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After another exchange, the "Sun" Dairik suddenly raised a problem:

"Mr. Dear Mr. Fool, what gesture should we use when we usually thank you?"

gesture? Klein was temporarily tested by the little "sun".

He never thought that the miraculous goddess church would circle the clockwise direction, and the storm church designed a prayer gesture for himself with right boxing, left chest and other movements.

This is probably the last bottom line of a false god... He spoke in his heart.

Seeing "Mr. Fool", his eyes are smiling but not words, as if waiting for himself to play, "Agreement" Audrey has a lot of inspiration, and thinks about new problems in parallel.

She looked around in a circle:

"You, do we also design a covert action that shows our identity? We Tarot will not have many members now, and we don't need to worry about each other on the same occasion. We will become hostile parties for various reasons, but in the future it will be very Hard to avoid, we need a special 'cipher' to distinguish who is a friend and who is an enemy."

I have an idea for this... Klein remembered the secret gestures that he had known in his life, such as swearing.

He just wanted to manipulate the "world" to make suggestions, but "upside down" but spoke:

"No, ‘just justice’, I don’t think this is a good idea.

"Compared with other secret organizations, one of the most striking features of our Tarot is that members do not know each other. Even, for example, I give the most extreme example, even if one of our members is arrested and tortured, It won't affect other people, unless anyone can fight against Mr. 'fool' and go directly here, which is obviously impossible.

“Once there is a whole set of ‘cipher’ and ‘password’, the traitor’s betrayal will allow hostile forces to use these methods to fish us one by one.

"You are eager to show off the identity of your Tarot members to others?"

"..." Audrey couldn't refute for a short time, only to swear, "But..."

"The situation you worry about makes sense, but it can be circumvented by weekly fixed exchanges, ad hoc gestures designed in advance, and praying to Mr. Fool." "After hanging people" Alje considers that the other party is about to provide himself a lot. The golden pound, the tone gradually ambiguous.

"Justice" Audrey asked in a clear way:

“The simplest example is to know in advance the possibility of meeting or even colliding with a member at the Tarot party on Monday, so design a set of temporary gestures to indicate each other's identity, and when the matter goes, immediately set the set. Gestures are abolished, hehe, if there is an unexpected situation, there is no time to communicate, and there is some doubt, you can find an opportunity to pray to Mr. 'fool' to confirm whether other members are involved?"

"This is roughly the case." Alger breathed a sigh of relief.

At this time, "Sun" Dairik also stunned:

"Sorry, I asked a stupid question, "Mr. Fool" never mentioned what gesture to use when thanking Him, or worrying about our exposure."

He immediately looked at the top of the bronze long table:

"Your wishes are our way."

I just thought about a special gesture... Klein chuckled:

"Not bad."

His eyes moved to other members, and peace did not waver:

"Today's party is here."

"Follow your wishes!" All members except "Moon" get up at the same time.

Emlin took a second to hurriedly stand up and learn to salute other members.

There was a deep red glow in front of his eyes and a slight drop in his body.

Then his vision returned to normal and he saw the big and small dolls in the room.

Huh... Until this time, Emlin White was calming down and recalling the first Tarot party he attended:

"Except for Mr. ‘fool’, the strength of other members will not be too strong. Is it like me, being chosen for various reasons? I have an ancestor behind me, who is behind them?

"It’s ridiculous. I originally thought that ‘the sun’ is a semi-god-level powerhouse. I just got rid of an angel’s pursuit. Who knows, he only sequenced 8, and is seeking a promotion sequence of 7!

"A child who is not polite, certainly not yet an adult! However, the silver city he has mentioned and the experience of cycling all the time are very weird. I have to find a chance to ask the adults of Nibes, no, first ask Kasimi, and me. Father and mother, see if they know Silver City, hey, the historical documents of Silver City dare to tamper with the story of our blood family!

"Miss Justice" is a Becklander, very rich and rich, is the daughter of a big banker, or a son of a big aristocrat? Perhaps she is a banker, a nobleman...

"Mr. Magician sees my eyes very strangely. It must be admired by the noble blood family. She doesn't say much, and she doesn't reveal her own information. Well, it is a quiet girl.

“Mr. hangman” is a mature gentleman who knows a lot, has a high quality, is willing to answer questions for new members, and provides corresponding help and information. He can see that he is very popular, 'Sun' and 'World 'I am willing to ask him or ask him for help.

"'World' is a less-loving guy. When you talk, it's like a mouthful in your throat. You can't spit it out. I don't bother to drink his blood, there is a dirty smell... He Very lonely, very good at hiding his emotions, and easily come up with the extraordinary characteristics of Sequence 6, and promise to provide the extraordinary characteristics of a 'psychologist' within two months... very powerful!"

All the details flashed, and Emlin found that Tarot would be simple and not simple, and Mr. Fool did not intervene too much in the party.

"He seems to be only interested in the so-called Russell Diary... but He is willing to provide members with miraculous convenience." At this thought, Emlin was not conscious of the "moon" identity.

Looking around the circle of people in the room, he recalled his own problems:

"The 4,000 to 5,000 relics, the hope of becoming a baron in a short time, really makes me embarrassed..."

At this moment, Emlin had not made a final decision, but felt that the room had become more gloomy and felt that he had been carrying heavy debts.

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

Above the fog, inside the ancient palace.

Klein held the side of the temple with the thumb and **** of the right hand and gently rubbed it twice.

In a quiet and silent environment, he quickly sat down straight, letting a small badge fly out of the debris pile and land on the bronze long table in front of him.

The badge has only the size of the eye, and the surface symbolizes "destiny" and "hidden". It is the relic that Klein found from Llanus.

It is engraved with the inscription of the ancient Hermes that "holds this thing, you can join" and provides the corresponding gathering information:

"On January 4, 1350, at 8 o'clock in the evening, the Babul Valley."

The question that Klein needs to consider now is whether he will take this badge to the Babul Valley to try his luck tomorrow night.

Frankly speaking, his heart is inclined to not go, even if he has been promoted to "no face", can do a perfect camouflage, he does not want to take risks, because he has no understanding of the party.

The magician did not perform unprepared performances... Klein whispered a word, licking a gold coin, sandwiched between two fingers.

He picked up the badge with the other hand and whispered to himself:

“Participating in a party in the Babul Valley is risky.”

After several times in a row, he slammed a gold coin.

The gold coin rolled down and stood upright in his palm.

This indicates that the divination failed.

"Sure enough..." Klein was not surprised.

This is not a problem of insufficient pre-information, but it is not at all.

He sat there silently, only the gold coins rolled around between the fingers.

In the end, Klein defeated curiosity and adventurous spirit and decided not to go.

"But it doesn't mean that I can't mix this thing, 8 o'clock tomorrow night, um..." He outlined his lips and smiled back to the real world.

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

January 4, 10:35 am.

Klein stood in front of the mahogany wooden table and picked up a stack of banknotes.

The stack of five banknotes has five denominations of 10 pounds and 10 denominations of 5 pounds, for a total of 100 pounds. It is the reward that the "upside down man" has just paid through sacrifice.

The 15 gold pounds made Klein's wallet full, and he finally managed to buy the ticket.

Putting the wallet, he picked up the thin leather gloves on the table and put it on his left hand.

One of the characteristics of "sweet hunger" is that it has a camouflage effect when it is not used, and will not be detected by most extraordinary means. Therefore, Klein can make it look like the original, the gloves of various colors, and the skin of the camouflage. Switch, this time, he chose black gloves.

To this end, Klein also prepared a separate black glove on the right side.

Then he put the brown "biotoxin bottle" into the iron box, blocked it with a spiritual wall, and stuffed it into the inner pocket of the clothing.

As for the "sun brooch", as long as it is worn, it will create a hot summer-like feeling. Klein has to put it in an iron cigarette case and hide it on the bottom of the suitcase.

"9 Purifying Bullets, 15 Hunting Bullets, 3 Exorcism Bullets..." Klein took out the revolver and put the bullet in the box and filled it with a few numbers.

Snapped!

He closed the wheel, put the pistol into the armpit of the armpit, put on a black coat, put on a half-height silk hat, lifted the cane and suitcase, and walked out of the hotel room door.

In addition to the "unclear eyes" and other unusable items still above the fog, he was fully armed.

In the carriage, Klein arrived at the "Plitz Port Ticketing Company" in the White Rose District.

The company is located in a rather old three-story building with wooden signs advertised at the door.

Klein walked over and stopped there, glanced at it:

"Precautions:

"1. Obey the order and strictly line up;

"2. Do not urinate with the ground, do not spit anywhere;

"3. If there is a dispute, please look for the guard in the hall;

"4. Can't open canned fish in any room!"

Canned squid? what is this? Klein picked his brow.