Mystery: The Lamp God’s Path To Freedom

Klein was slightly disappointed that Emlyn did not find a chance to perform.

Fortunately, he made a little money, which made him feel much better.

Klein is like a budding actor, suffering from lack of popularity and background, so he can't be attracted by big directors.

Klein seriously pondered whether there was room for Dr. Allen's bad luck and Talim's friend falling in love with someone he shouldn't.

Use the sun brooch to make holy water, give Allen an exorcism ceremony for the village wizard, and then perform a "spirit dance"?

I don't know which one of Talim's friends should belong to. If he falls in love with the same sex, or he can give one of them an assassin potion, I can sell some money.

What am I thinking about? Klein turned his attention to the newspaper in his hand.

"Shocked! The baroness was brutally murdered at home! Is it a distortion of human nature or a loss of morality!"

Klein unfolded the newspaper to reveal more content in front of him.

"Baroness Dubwaster, who lived in Queens, was brutally murdered last night. The murder scene was extremely cruel and bloody, and all the internal organs of the victim were taken out..."

"Currently, senior inspectors have been dispatched to the West Vilas Field to carry out investigations. I believe that the vicious murderer will soon be arrested and brought to justice."

"Written by Mike Joseph, our special correspondent."

Backlund is so unsafe for ordinary people. No wonder Mike temporarily changed the time of his visit to the East District. It turned out that a vicious murder had occurred.

Klein flipped through the other pages again, and was pleasantly surprised to find that there is a party information for Mr. Eyes of Wisdom tomorrow night.

The next morning, reporter Mike arrived as scheduled.

After going deep into the Eastern District, Klein found that it was darker and more miserable than he remembered.

Passing through a dilapidated house, the two heard the sobbing and whimpering of a young girl who tried her best to restrain herself, as well as the vicious and loud scolding of a middle-aged woman. The voice was full of helplessness and pain.

Old Kohler, who led the way for the two of them, sighed and said:

"It was a widow who took two girls by herself and made a living by starch washing. Although life was also very difficult, she still sent her youngest daughter to the church's free school to go to school, and this youngest daughter, who was lost a few days ago, He was probably kidnapped. It's also a poor person."

Looking for people, this is my area of ​​expertise. Klein couldn't bear it, so he took the initiative to speak:

"Maybe we can ask about the specific situation. I'm a detective and Mike is a reporter. We should all be able to help."

Klein made a random reason, got the dictionary of the missing girl Daisy, and planned to start a metaphysical search as soon as he returned.

Reporter Mike also said that he would contact his friends at the police station and ask them to look for it carefully.

After the visit was over, Mike was safely sent out of the East District, and after receiving the entrustment money, Klein did not go home immediately, covered the head of the cane with the vocabulary book, and began to reason.

The cane fell and was lifted, lifted and fell, and finally it pointed steadily to a large villa with a garden and lawn.

Klein looked inside, and his spiritual intuition immediately gave him a sense of danger.

Strange, I already have Sequence 7, why do I feel so dangerous? I found a new den of the Aurora Club again? I don't have the Extraordinary characteristics of Bishop Rose.

Let’s do a side investigation first. If it’s really the Aurora Society, I’ll try to report them.

When he got home, Klein couldn't wait to enter above the gray fog, and re-divided on Daisy's current situation to confirm whether there was still time for him to do more preparations. After all, magicians do not perform unprepared performances.

……

In Chorwood District, in an ordinary apartment, a dark-brown-haired man was screaming.

"What's your purpose in coming to Backlund?"

The man's lips moved, but there was no sound.

"Why do you want to investigate the person in the portrait?"

The gray-haired old man kept asking questions, his tone was extremely stern.

"I want to do a bounty mission and make some money to spend, what's wrong?"

The man panted heavily, his voice was hoarse, and he answered with difficulty.

"Hmph, you'd better tell the truth, I'm very good at performing flying knives."

The man wanted to find some more reasons, the old man continued:

"We don't want to really hurt you, but if you resist, we can only channel."

"I know that the Morse Ascetic Order can make some special members unable to be channeled even if they die. I don't know if you belong to one of them."

The man was silent. From being raided to being caught, the man had already guessed through the extraordinary abilities used by the other party that the other party should be a member of the element Dawn, who has been fighting against the organization.

The street lights outside the window were already on, and the cold night of early winter was not yet deep. The crimson was hidden behind the gloomy and gloomy clouds. Whether it was the protection of justice or the persecution of evil, they all absorbed the nutrients of this prosperous metropolis and stubbornly grew.

"Boom!"

The deafening voice interrupted the unpleasant conversation in the room. The old man glanced at the man who was bound, then walked to the window and looked out.

The sky in the west was roaring with flames~www.wuxiax.com~, reflecting the sky into red and orange intertwined colors.

"It's not far from here, I don't know what happened."

The old man looked at it for a while, and suddenly a gust of wind whistled towards the explosion, and then the color of the west dimmed, and the sky returned to a dark black.

But in the blink of an eye, silver-white lightning with claws and claws snaked and crawled.

After all the visions disappeared, the old man walked back to the center of the room and continued to interrogate the man who was stubbornly resisting.

……

Above the gray fog, Klein, who had changed clothes with one click, had been replaced with the default model. After divination for Daisy's safety, he looked at the two groups of Beyonder characteristics exuding strong spiritual brilliance, and couldn't help showing a happy smile. .

Inside the cheap hotel in the Backlund Bridge area, Klein's consciousness returned, and the gentle candlelight filled the only bed and table in the room with thick shadows.

He quickly packed up the rest of the ceremony, picked up the sweet iced tea, and took a big sip.

Really sweet.

Suddenly, his movements stopped, he quickly looked around, and deliberately looked under the bed and under the table, and then showed a very confused expression.

The magic lamp is gone!

Klein held the sweet iced tea and thought hard.

I clearly remember that before I held the ceremony of summoning myself, I also checked all the items I carried with me. At that time, the magic lamp was still quietly in my pocket.

Klein felt relaxed for a while, and reluctant for a while, with mixed feelings in his heart, and he didn't know whether he wanted it to leave, or just like before, he had to worry about the magic lamp making his own decisions at any time.

After sitting for a while, Klein finally stood up, left the hotel, walked to the Brave Bar, and attended the party of Mr. Eyes of Wisdom.

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