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Da da da.

The horseshoes opened, the wheels rolled, the "spiritual" turned on, and Klein turned and looked at the sweet young lady, and the scene of the brown car moving forward.

At this point, the passengers who are ready to take the public carriage at this site have all been finished, and the door is tightly closed and gradually moved away.

In the carriage, twenty or thirty humans are too close together, and the gas fields overlap each other, hiding each other. In Kline's eyes, it is simply colorful, colorful, and difficult to distinguish.

He shook his head silently, raised his hand and tapped his eyebrows, and closed the "Lingshi".

For him, it was just a simple feeling that he could help if he met, but if he had already missed it, the situation was not particularly clear, and he couldn’t always remember to delay his own affairs.

Bathed in the blushing moonlight, along the still lively Narcissus Street, Klein strolled back home and saw Melissa sitting at the table, with a bright gas lamp, and immersed in the practice of school placement.

She bite the pen holder and frowned slightly, thinking hard.

"Banson?" Klein asked casually.

"Ah..." Melissa looked up and took a few seconds. "He said that he has turned several districts today, so tired and sweaty, take a shower and relax."

"Okay." Klein grinned and suddenly found Melissa wearing a long skirt she had never seen before.

It is beige in color and has fashionable lambskin sleeves. The edges of the neckline and the placket are inlaid with tulle ruffles. Besides, it is not too cumbersome. It is a light and everyday type. It will be a 16-year-old girl. The sense of youth is perfect.

"New dress?" Klein asked with a smile.

This is the consumption that he and Benson strongly demanded before.

Melissa "hmm" gave a cry:

"I just got it from Mrs. Rochelle. I thought about waiting for it to be washed. It is better to try it first."

Klein heard quite doubts:

"Mrs. Rochelle?"

Is this not a previous neighbor?

Melissa nodded and explained:

"Mrs. Rochelle is actually a tailor, but she is not very lucky. She has to help people to mend her clothes at home. It’s a bit tough. Well, I know that she has a good craftsmanship and the price is cheaper than going to the ladies’ clothing store. Very fit, just made a new dress for her, only need 9 Sule 5 pence, only a few days, the same style of skirt, in the Harrods department store, to be a full pound and a half!"

Good festival, my family... sister, I know, at least half of your reason is to sympathize with Mrs. Rochelle... Klein did not blame Melissa’s self-assertion and smiled:

“When have you been to the Harrods department store?”

In the Halls neighborhood, near the divination club, it is a place where at least the middle class can afford it.

"..." Melissa said for a while, for a long time, "Is Selena, and Elizabeth, let me accompany them. Actually, um, I actually prefer gears, prefer steam and machinery. ,Ok."

“Girls occasionally go to the department store, um, it’s good.” Klein smiled and appeased her sister.

After chatting a few words, he rushed to wash off the bar and he quickly walked up the second floor.

Just as he had to go back to his bedroom to change the laundry, he suddenly heard the movement inside the washing room near the small balcony.

However, a few seconds, Benson rubbed the hair that was gradually receding and opened the door.

"How? Is there any praise for Melissa's new dress?" He glanced at Klein and smiled and asked.

"It seems to have forgotten, just asked where to do it..." Klein thought about it.

When Banson suddenly shook his head:

"I am really incompetent brother, Melissa just got the long skirt, she was reluctant to put it down, and finally got a good dish, washed the bowl, and immediately couldn't wait to put it on. It hasn't taken off yet."

"...shes she not wanting to wait for the shower and change it? By the way, the wash is dry..." Klein subconsciously refuted the explanation given by Melissa.

"Hey." Banson exclaimed. "These days have been hot. She has been busy in the kitchen for so long. I think it would be much more comfortable to write homework after bathing."

Also... Klein was amazed, laughing with his brother Benson.

It turns out that you are such a Melissa... What is wrong with a girl who loves beauty, there is no need to make excuses to modify it... He curled his mouth, swayed his head and walked into his bedroom.

After bathing, Klein vaguely heard a knock on the door downstairs, and his heart suddenly made a mistake:

Isn't the staff taking coins from the gas meter not coming in two weeks?

Is it Mrs. Short next door? No, the lady is said to strictly abide by the middle class's communicative etiquette and will not visit at an inappropriate time.

In doubt, Klein wiped his body clean, put on old but comfortable shirts and trousers, and ran down the stairs.

He looked around and found no strangers, so he asked:

“Is there someone knocking at the door?”

Benson, who is leisurely looking at the newspaper, laughs:

"It’s Beechmont, one of the police officers in charge of Iron Cross Street. I asked if we had a face-faced 18-year-old boy today. Oh, he gave us a portrait recognition, but unfortunately, I haven't seen Melissa or I, or I will get a bounty, you, Klein?"

"No." Klein probably understood what was going on.

"Teacher" Tries managed to escape from the Dragon Hill Bar in the Docklands and fled to Iron Cross Street and Narcissus Street, so he was asked by the police.

And getting this step also shows that the action of arresting the "teacher" is close to failure!

Klein didn't think about it anymore, because he hadn't started fighting training yet, and shooting can only say that he was just getting started. At this time, he was thinking about dealing with the natural "Assassin". He was just joking with life.

This night, he slept very unsteadily, always worried that the "teacher" would sneak into his own house to create another **** case.

Fortunately, Daffodil Street is safe all night, and the morning sun dispels all the haze.

Relaxed Klein put on his formal attire, put on a top hat, and carried a cane, all the way to Zouteland Street, and Roshan, who was in the reception hall, greeted him.

"Good morning, Kline." Roshan responded cheerfully, pressing down the voice. "I heard that the big action failed last night?"

"Catch the ‘teacher’, Tries’ action?” Kline asked curiously.

"Yeah!" Luo Shan focused on the head and aimed at the position of the partition. "It seems that the informant of the punitive squad found the 'teacher' in the dock area... originally their intention was to wait for another extraordinary person and one All the special operations teams of the police department arrived and started the operation again, striving for a solution, not disturbing the ordinary people. Unfortunately, the 'teachers' were very sensitive, found problems in time, broke through in advance, and successfully escaped.

"At this time, they need an extraordinary person with tracking ability, like me." Klein made a joke.

"There was no lack of followers at the time." Suddenly, Dunn Smith’s snoring sounded.

Rosanne jerked his head and saw the captain wearing a black trench coat, leaning against the partition door frame, staring at himself with a faint gray eye.

She raised her hands and grabbed her mouth, then shook her head again and again, indicating that she had said nothing.

Dunn moved his gaze and turned to Klein.

"The punitive, the heart of the machine, and our night-timers, a total of more than six extraordinary people, tracking the injured Tris came to the Iron Cross Street and found his temporary residence, however, the clues are broken here. Whether it is an extraordinary means or a normal investigation, it has lost its effect. He disappeared like a sudden evaporation."

“Do you need me to help with divination?” Klein asked with temptation.

Dunn shook his head slightly:

"The heart of the machine has a voyeur, is a veteran who is not much worse than the old Neil. I even suspect that he is already in the position of the sequence 8, but he is not sure what the corresponding potion is."

"The spirit knows that it will be passed down to the present, and there must be something special about it." Klein comforted the captain with a mouthful.

The following morning, as before, he continued the occult course, continued reading of historical materials and literature, and continued to practice certain techniques.

Seeing that lunch time is coming, Klein is gradually eating away.

After a few more minutes, he simply picked up the information and listened to the call of his stomach.

Just then, Dunn Smith came to the office of the civilian staff, and his voice was low and mellow:

"Klein, you and I go to the Chanis Gate, the seal '2-049' has been escorted to arrive, and the subsequent actions may require your induction of the note."

"...OK." Klein got up and replied.

His inner thoughts began to flock, thinking about what the seal was like, and wondering if this action would be dangerous.

In such a tight silence, he followed Dunn down the stairs and entered the ramp.

After going straight through the intersection, Dunn suddenly stopped and leaned over his head, seriously saying:

"You follow me to do this action, keep it, never stop, remember, never stop, it's about your safety!"

While speaking, Dunn flexed his arms and stretched out, stretched out, and re-bucked, and repeated the cycle, without interruption.

Klein stared blankly at the captain’s demonstration, and the flash of the brilliance:

"Because the seal is special?"

"Yes." Dunn nodded solemnly. "This kind of action allows us to find out that you have a problem in the first place, and there is no danger of life in time."

"Yeah." Klein didn't hesitate, and started to "bend his arms."

"If this arm is tired, then change another one." Dunn groaned again.

The "2-049" seal is really strange... What can this action mean? Very dangerous look... Klein’s thoughts flashed, watching the captain carefully:

"Ok."

There were too many doubts in his heart, but as Chanis Gate was looking forward, he had to be patient.

Besides, with my level of confidentiality, it is estimated that there is no way to know the details. I can only do it according to the instructions... Klein breathed a sigh of relief and followed Captain Dunn to the duty room outside Chanis.