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Seeing Klein's look is amazed, An Jieli has a little shake:

"Isn't it? Mr. Glacis said that you can only see that his lungs are hidden by observation..."

The more she said the more whispered, she finally closed her mouth.

Observed? Black eyebrows? Klein stunned and shook his head and laughed:

"I think Mr. Glacis is misunderstanding."

He intended to be so perfunctory, but suddenly thought that no one found himself divination yesterday afternoon, which led to the process of playing the "divination" is very unsatisfactory, so the brains turned sharply, slightly explained:

"This is actually a divination."

"Divination? Mr. Glacis only mentioned that you have observed his face. Is this a divination?" Angelica asked again in surprise and doubt.

Klein calmly smiled:

"As a member of the Divination Club, should you know the palm of your hand?"

Looking at the palmistry is not a patent for the big empire. Even on Earth, India and Old Europe have developed a set of theories, not to mention a world with extraordinary power.

"Know, but you don't seem to show him the palm of your hand? Secretly observing?" Angelique asked curiously.

"I see the face," Klein said. "There is no essential difference between its principle and the hand."

“Really?” An Jielika’s eyes were filled with unbelief.

For the development of the "divination" career, Klein chuckled and pretended to think like it. He raised his hand and tapped his eyebrows twice.

Looking at it, An Jielika’s gas field is in his eyes, his head is purple, his hands and feet are red, his throat is blue... Health is no problem, but the color is slightly dim, but it is normal exhaustion. The performance of the state.

Klein looked at each other's emotions again, only to see a little red and blue in the orange, that is, a little bit of excitement and a little thought in the warmth.

Fortunately... It was discovered that there was no such abnormal situation. Klein intended to turn off the vision. At this moment, he suddenly saw the deep color of Angelique’s emotions, hiding thick and dark.

"And, she also lacks a little white positive..." Klein nodded thoughtfully.

"Mr. Moretti, are you looking at my face?" The young gentleman wearing a black formal suit in front of him suddenly silenced and looked at himself seriously. An Jielika was keenly aware of what was half, and half of the curiosity was asked with concern.

Klein didn't answer immediately, and tapped his eyebrows, a look of concentration.

When An Jielika was a little uneasy, he spoke softly:

"Ms. Angelica, some sadness, some pain, don't seal it in my heart."

Angelica’s eyes widened and her mouth opened, but she could not speak.

She looked at Klein, who had a half-high hat and a clear academic temperament. She heard the voice of a low, soothing, warm feeling:

"You need a mountain climb, a tennis match, or a sad drama, let the body get tired of exercise, let the tears flow down without cover, then cry, shout, and thoroughly erupt those emotions."

"This is also very helpful for your health."

The words fell into the ear, and Angelica seemed to be a statue, standing there, motionless.

She squinted her eyes and lowered her head in a panic, muttering:

"thanks for your suggestions……"

“There seems to be a lot of members today?” Klein didn’t say much more, just like he hadn’t done any divination, looking sideways at the conference room at the end of the corridor.

"Sunday afternoon... at least 50 members..." Angelica’s voice is still a bit dull, and the description is just a few key words.

She paused and the speed of speech gradually returned to normal:

“Do you want black tea or coffee?”

"Xibo black tea." Klein nodded slightly, took the hat off courteously, and then slowly walked to the conference room.

Until he disappeared at the door, Angelica slowly vomited.

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

The conference room at the Divination Club is very large, almost twice the size of the Klein High School classroom.

As usual, there are only five or six members, which are very empty. At this time, dozens of "diviners" sit in different positions in threes and threes, and they fill up most of the space.

The sun shines through a few raised belly windows, and members can whisper, or ask around Henas. Vincent, or plunge into a drill, try divination, or drink coffee alone and read newspapers.

This kind of picture makes Klein feel like returning to the earth student era, but it was more lively and more embarrassing at that time, without this quiet taste.

He looked around and didn't see the two acquaintances, Glacis and Edward Steve, so he took the common divination textbook at random, found a corner, and read it leisurely.

After a while, Angelica came in with a cup of black tea and placed it on the table in front of Klein.

She was about to leave quietly, and suddenly saw Mr. Moretti untied a silver chain from the left hand cuff with a pure citrine hanging from it.

What is he going to do? Angelica unknowingly slowed down and stared at Klein.

Klein held the silver chain with his left hand and dropped the citrine pen onto the cup of Xibo black tea, so that it would only come into contact with the liquid surface.

His eyes closed quietly and his eyes closed, and the atmosphere around him suddenly became quiet.

The pure citrine was slightly moved, and the silver chain with a unique shape made a clockwise rotation.

Seeing this scene, Angelica only felt that Mr. Moretti was unusually mysterious.

"Your black tea is not bad." Klein opened his eyes and smiled and whispered.

His previous move was deliberately made, deliberately to see An Jielika!

If someone wants to find divination soon, the Angelica card responsible for reception and recommendation is actually a very crucial factor!

Since he wants to play the role of "divination", Klein no longer has any concerns and really invested in this identity.

"...Yes, Mr. Fannas is very picky about the quality of black tea." An Jielika groaned.

At this time, Klein took back the spirit, re-wrapped it, and then picked up the white patterned porcelain cup, and smiled at the other side.

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

Angelica returned to the reception hall and had no mood to read the magazine. She sat there and stayed out of her mind, wondering what she was thinking.

It was not until a knock at the door came that she suddenly woke up and hurriedly looked at the entrance and saw a lady wearing a light blue dress.

The lady took off the hat with a pink-blue ribbon and her face was quiet and melancholy.

"Good afternoon, distinguished lady, do you want to join the club, or find someone to divination?" An Jielika greeted the past.

"I want to divination." The eyes are beautiful, but the melancholy lady hides her lower lip.

An Jielika first asked the other person to sit on the sofa, and then introduced the situation of member divination in detail.

She took the album and handed it over:

"You can pick any one."

The depressed girl seriously turned up the album, because there are so many members in the club today, and the room for selection is too big, so she can be confused.

"Can you recommend one? These pages." She pointed to the middle part of the book and omitted the diviners who were priced above 2 sules and under 4 pence.

Angelica took the photo album and looked at it for a few minutes.

"I recommend this gentleman."

The uneasy lady was fascinated and found a diviner called "Klein Moretti".

"...Mr. Moretti just joined the club... Is the level trustworthy?" she asked with less confidence.

Angelica is sure to take the lead:

"I and a member can be sure that Mr. Moretti is a good diviner. If it is not because he just joined the club, he will not charge such a low fee."

"I understand." The melancholy lady nodded. "Then I will ask Mr. Moretti to divination."

"Okay, wait a minute." Angelica took the photo album and got up and walked to the conference room.

She came to Klein and lowered her voice:

"Mr. Moretti, someone asks you for divination. Which divination room do you need?"

The effect is good, the first single "business" came to the door... Klein put down the black tea cup and calmly nodded:

"The citrine room."

"Okay." Angelica slowly walked in front of the road and opened the wooden door of the citrine room.

Klein sat down behind a table with a lot of divination equipment, waited for a few tens of seconds, and saw a woman wearing a light blue dress, low mood and melancholy.

He slammed his eyebrows twice as he slammed the opponent back.

"The yellow color of the stomach is a bit bleak... The darkness of the emotions is very heavy, worried, uneasy..." Klein looked carefully and leaned back, raising his hand to close the vision.

"Hello, Mr. Moretti." The woman in a light blue dress sat down.

"Good afternoon, what do you call you?" Klein asked courteously, and did not expect to have an answer.

As a keyboard powerhouse, he knows that many people are reluctant to use their real names when they are divining.

"You can call me Anna." The woman in the light blue dress put the gauze aside and looked at Klein with anticipation and suspicion. "I want to divinate my fiancé, he is for a business, In March, I went to the Southland. On the 3rd of last month, I reported to my family and my family that I was about to sail back. However, after 20 days, he still did not return. I originally thought it was the weather of the violent sea. But today, more than a month has passed, and the 'nickname' he took has not yet arrived in the port of Enmat."

The ocean separating the North and South continents is called the violent sea. It is famous for its numerous natural disasters and numerous dangerous streams. If the Russells sent people to explore several relatively safe waterways, the North China countries may not be able to start colonization until today. Times, let alone laying submarine cables, complete the architecture of cable telegraphs.

Klein looked at his first customer in the true sense of his "Divination" career and cautiously asked:

“Which divination method do you want to use?”