The sound of fast running footsteps came into Klein's ears from far away, making him feel much more at ease as he stood at the door of the duty room.

"What happened?" Leonard, who arrived first, asked in a deep voice, revolver in hand.

Seeing that he was having trouble braking, Klein immediately thought of something that Roshan had mentioned. Three years ago, Leonard, who had just become an "Insomniac", tried to sprint down the stairs without adapting to the power of the potion, and ended up turning into a cartwheel.

With a light cough, Klein pointed at Chanis Gate and said:

"Just now there was a loud knocking sound coming from inside, then it turned into slapping, and then the door was pushed open a little."

"The Chanis door was pushed open?" the short Cohen asked in surprise.

"Yes, a gap was opened." Klein was about to continue describing, but he saw that Leonard, Coenli, and Luo Yao did not approach the guard room. They stopped a few steps away and spread out in an arc, as if they were on guard against him.

He paused and said:

"Are you doubting me?"

"No, it's not suspicion. This is part of the normal handling process." Coenley shook his head in denial.

In such a tense atmosphere, Leonard still smiled frivolously and added:

"There have been cases like this in other parishes. The Beyonder guarding the Chanis Gate lost control, rang the bell, and then killed two people while his teammates who came to help were not paying attention."

"Okay." Klein no longer felt wronged or angry about being targeted, and asked, "Then how can I prove that I'm not out of control?"

Leonard restrained his playful expression, tapped his chest four times, and recited in a low voice:

"They were naked, without clothes or food, and in the cold without a shelter."

“They were drenched by the heavy rain, and because there was no shelter, they clung to the rock.”

“They are mothers whose children have been taken away from them, they are orphans who have lost their hope, they are poor people who have been forced off the right path.”

"The night did not abandon them and showed them favor."

The sacred and compassionate prayers echoed underground, bringing everyone's body, mind, and spirit to a peaceful state of liberation.

Seeing that Klein had no unusual reaction, Leonard stopped reciting and smiled:

"No problem, you are still our trustworthy companion."

The cold lady Luo Yao, who had remained silent, glanced at Chanismen and asked:

"What did you see when the door was pushed open a little?"

"I saw the Doom Puppet, the one wearing a black classical court dress, 3-025." Klein answered with a bit of fear still lingering in his mind. "But within three seconds, it was pulled back by an invisible force, and the Chanis Gate closed again. What on earth is going on?"

Leonard, Coenli and Luo Yao looked at each other and said:

"Hehe, we are just like you, we don't know the reason for all this. Since the Chanis Gate has been closed again and there are no more abnormalities, we shouldn't enter at this time. We must wait for dawn and wait for the captain."

At this time, Luo Yao added coldly:

"I will stay here and keep watch with you."

"Alright." Leonard spread his hands and said with a joking smile, "As the strongest person here, I will stay here too. Cornley, you go back to the second floor, in case the police department has an emergency case and can't open the door."

Without saying anything more, Cohen Li nodded and turned to leave.

At this time, Leonard looked at Klein and Luo Yao respectively and said:

"Perhaps we could continue playing cards? In a situation like this, we need some entertainment to keep ourselves from getting too nervous."

"No problem." Klein adjusted the revolver and put it back into the gun bag under his armpit. Luo Yao neither agreed nor disagreed. With his soft and smooth black hair, he followed him into the duty room.

Fighting the Landlord, no, fighting against evil, Klein said casually:

"Doomed Doll, I mean 3-025. According to the description in the data, it shouldn't have the characteristics of being alive."

"Haha, three A's." Leonard made a move and said casually, "In the past forty years, 3-025 has not shown any characteristics of being alive. We can assume that the description of the data is correct and use this as a premise for reasoning and deduction."

"But. Do you have any ideas?" Luo Yao asked simply.

While Klein was hesitating whether to throw down three "2s" at once, Leonard took a sip of the freshly brewed coffee and said:

"Yes, since 3-025 itself does not have the characteristics of being alive, its behavior today must be due to the influence of other factors, and these factors have only appeared recently. Otherwise, it should have shown us this side of itself a long time ago."

"And what's different behind the Chanis gate in the past month?"

Luo Yao looked at the three "2s" Klein threw down, pondered for a few seconds and said:

"The only thing that is different from the past is that the Antigonus family's notes and the sealed artifact '2-04' once stayed behind the Chanis Gate for a night."

Leonard looked at the cards in his hand, tapped the table and smiled:

"If it was possible to cause the Doom Puppet to behave abnormally, '2-04' would have created a similar incident behind the Chanis Gate in Backlund long ago. So, I suspect the problem lies with the Antigonus family's notebook."

Klein thought about it carefully and couldn't help but nod repeatedly:

"This is most likely Leonard. I didn't expect you to be good at reasoning."

Generally speaking, being a romantic poet and being good at reasoning are incompatible

"That's just because he likes watching detective stories recently." Luo Yao stated calmly, "Two kings and a straight to king, no one wants it? Three, no more."

Seeing this scene, Klein and Leonard fell silent.

They forgot one crucial thing when they were not concentrating on playing cards:

In this game, Luo Yao is the "evil" one!

Watching Luo Yao cutting the cards, Klein once again seized the opportunity to ask:

"What force pulled 3-025 back?"

Leonard glanced at him and laughed:

"You don't think that the only protection behind Chanis Gate is a sealed room buried deep underground and a few elderly guards, do you?"

"In fact, when the sun completely set, the guards had already left Chanis Gate and returned to St. Selina's Church."

"The power inside reaches its peak at night and is no longer suitable for living things. It will weaken when the sun rises. This is why the captain told us not to enter the Chanis Gate no matter what sound we hear."

In other words, the captain forgot to tell me this reason. Klein pondered and asked:

"A protective measure similar to a magic circle?"

Like a magnified version of spells and amulets?

"Yes." Luo Yao nodded as he touched the cards. "The reason why the Chanis Gate is placed under the central church of each city is to rely on the believers who come every day to maintain it. Their devout prayers will allow some spiritual power to enter the magic circle, and a little bit will add up to a lot."

“Is that so?” Klein nodded suddenly, and saw a bad hand of cards.

At this time, Leonard smiled and said:

"There are more protective measures behind the Chanis Gate. Saint Selina's ashes are buried inside. She was a high-sequence expert when she was alive."

Saint Selina's ashes? The ashes of a high-sequence expert? Holy ashes? What use could this have? Klein was confused and curious.

Saint Selina was a saint during the establishment of the Church of the Goddess of Night. She was active in the ancient Third Age and was recorded in various holy scriptures. Therefore, Selina is a common name among the people who believe in the Goddess of Night.

Leonard seemed to have heard Klein's thoughts and said to himself:

"It is rumored that the corpses or ashes left behind by high-sequence masters after their death still have incredible power. Of course, this is just a rumor."

Klein nodded slightly and turned his attention back to the poker in his hand.

In the next few hours, nothing unusual happened behind Chanis's door, but Klein lost two full soli, which made him very distressed. Leonard, who was full of romantic poetic temperament when playing cards, lost 4 soli and 5 pence. Only the silent Luo Yao was the winner.

"The sun has just risen, and it's my turn next." The quiet "writer" Ms. Xiga Teong entered the duty room at around six o'clock.

Klein wrote down what happened last night in his notebook and returned to the Blackthorn Security Company with Leonard and Luo Yao.

At this moment, he looked extremely tired, while the "Midnight Poet" and "Sleepless Man" next to him were still full of energy.

"This is the difference between different sequences." Klein was about to pass through the partition and go home to catch up on his sleep when he suddenly saw the captain open the door and come in.

"Good morning, Captain." He couldn't help but yawn as he greeted.

Dunn, who was wearing a black windbreaker, took off his hat, glanced at him with his gray eyes and said:

"Good morning, you should go back and rest. Did anything happen last night?"

Klein briefly explained the matter of the Doom Doll and Leonard's reasoning.

"Yes." Dunn did not comment and walked towards his office in a serious tone. "I will send a telegram to ask the church."

Klein didn't stop and slowly walked out of 3 Zouteland Street, breathing in the cool morning air.

His spirits lifted, and he suddenly remembered something he had always forgotten:

"I forgot to tell the captain and Leonard that there was a piece of paper in the Doom Puppet's hand!"

"How could I forget?"

"It seems that there is a subtle force influencing me, preventing me from telling other Nighthawks about this matter."

"It has been many days since the Antigonus family's notes were stored behind the Chanis Gate in Tingen City. The Doom Puppet 3-025 should have been affected long ago. Why did it not show any abnormality until last night?"

"Because last night was my first shift at Chanis Gate?"

"It used all its strength just to let me see the pattern on the paper?"

"Is this what the Antigonus family notes are trying to achieve?"

"Because I came into contact with it, survived, and became a fortune teller?"

Questions flashed through Klein's mind, leaving him frozen in place. He didn't know whether to pretend he hadn't remembered anything and go home to sleep, or go upstairs to report to the captain.

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