"Come in."

Dunn Smith's mellow and warm voice came out.

Klein turned the handle and pushed open the door. He saw the captain enjoying breakfast. To his right was a cup of fragrant coffee, and in front of him were white bread, toast, and bacon on a plate.

Dunn put the remaining buttered toast into his mouth and silently pointed to the chair opposite the desk.

Klein did not disturb the captain's meal. He sat down with a smile and waited patiently.

Seeing that he was not in a hurry, Dunn relaxed his straight back, picked up the coffee, took a sip, and swallowed all the food in his mouth into his stomach.

He pulled out a soft tissue, wiped the corner of his mouth and said

"What's the matter?"

Klein nodded seriously and said:

"I've met Dust Guderian, the asylum doctor and member of the Psychological Alchemist Society."

As he spoke, he glanced out of the corner of his eye and noticed an open magazine in front of the captain.

"What information did he provide?" Dunn asked, clasping his hands in realization.

Klein briefly described, "He told me that before Hood Eugen went crazy, someone visited him frequently. That person was called Lanevus."

"Lanevers..." Dunn raised his hand and rubbed his forehead. "I seem to have heard of this somewhere..."

"It's the swindler who took away at least 10,000 pounds," Klein reminded.

Dunn thought about it seriously and shook his head to indicate that he had no impression.

Captain, you are not sensitive to money at all! Klein muttered to himself and recounted the key points of Lanevus's affairs:

"This fraudster lied that he had discovered and purchased a high-quality iron ore with high reserves. He privately raised funds for development in Tingen City and swindled more than 10,000 gold pounds. A friend I met in the Divination Club suffered losses. In addition, a girl was deceived into getting engaged to him and became pregnant with his child."

"He visited Hood Eugen several times before he went crazy..." Dunn said thoughtfully, "The Sequence 8 Beyonder 'Swindler'? The 'Thief' path..."

Captain, you have a really good memory for similar things... Klein said with a smile, nodding slightly.

“That’s my guess as well.”

"Because the steel company established by Lanevus is in the southern district, the victims have all kinds of beliefs, so the matter was not transferred to us in the end. Even if the police department found some traces of the supernatural, they handed it over to the "Substituted Punisher" team."

Dunn finally understood the whole story. He looked at Klein with his deep gray eyes and said:

"what you up to?"

Hey, Captain, don't be so sensitive... Klein answered seriously:

"I want to use the spiritual ritual to communicate with Hood Eugen and find out why Lanevus wanted to see him, and find out whether this is the direct cause of his madness."

Dunn nodded slightly and said:

"Even if you don't apply, I will make a similar attempt after I confirm that Hood Eugen is really crazy."

"However, Daly told me that this kind of thing has considerable risks. Are you sure you can handle it? Otherwise, I can apply for assistance from the Backlund Diocese. It should be no problem to delay it for a few days."

The main motivation for Klein to become a Beyonder was to study mysticism and find a way to return home. He had the opportunity to put it into practice, and he had strong confidence, so he naturally didn't want to give up:

"Captain, I have acquired the knowledge in this area and I am quite confident about it."

"Of course, I need the assistance of 'Amanda' hydrosol, 'Spirit Eye' potion and 'Tranquility Potion'."

“Tranquility Potion…” Dunn chewed on the name and confirmed Klein’s expertise.

He remembered Daly saying that this was a relatively obscure but very useful potion in the field of psychic communication.

After pondering for more than ten seconds, Dunn Smith leaned back in his chair and said:

"Then write an application and go to Chanis Gate to get the corresponding potion. Um... I don't know if there are any finished potions. If not, get the corresponding materials and mix them yourself."

“Okay.” Klein replied happily.

But he didn't stand up, he just sat firmly on the chair.

Seeing this, Dunn raised his hand and rubbed his forehead, thinking carefully and said:

"Starting this afternoon, it's my turn to monitor the asylum... We can't go directly to Hood Eugen. No one knows if there are any members of the Psychological Alchemist Society hidden among the doctors, nurses, handymen, and patients in the asylum. No one knows if the Psychological Alchemist Society is also secretly monitoring Hood Eugen. Our actions must be covert enough to not reveal that Dust Guderian has become our informant."

"…We will go there in the early morning and sneak in secretly."

"Well, I'll stay by your side to prevent any accidents."

This is the best! If Hood Eugen is just pretending to be crazy, and I use a spiritual ritual on him, wouldn't it be like walking into a zoo and dancing in front of a tiger... Klein felt relieved and said sincerely:

"Yes, Captain!"

He stood up and turned toward the door.

At this moment, he caught a glimpse of the title of the magazine spread out in front of the captain:

"The sap of the Toningsman tree found in the rain forests of the southern continent has a significant effect in promoting hair growth."

…Klein withdrew his gaze with pity, opened the door and walked out of the captain’s office.

Suddenly, an interesting idea flashed through his mind:

In fact, Beyonders don't need to go through so much trouble. If Old Neil were still alive, he would probably suggest designing a hair-growing ritual magic to pray for help from the goddess. As for whether they would eventually grow body hair and turn into curly-haired baboons, that's another question... And what would the goddess' reaction be? If it were me, I would definitely say: MMP...

This thought immediately tinged Klein's happiness with sadness, and the sadness was full of humor.

He entered the clerk's office, sat down at his Axon 1346 mechanical typewriter, and typed out his application.

After Dunn Smith signed and stamped the application, he took it, went deep underground, and walked along the corridor illuminated by gas lamps, step by step towards Chanis Gate.

It was not until this moment that Klein thought of a question:

This will be his first time entering that mysterious door!

"I wonder what's behind that door..." He quickened his pace with implicit anticipation and came to the double-sided black iron door that made people look up.

He first handed the application to Xijia Teon, who was on duty here today, for registration. Klein took back the document with an extra signature and knocked on Chanis's door. He only felt that the echo inside was empty and distant.

After waiting for dozens of seconds, he saw the double doors engraved with seven dark holy emblems open heavily and creak without hearing any footsteps.

After the Chanis door opened to a size that only allowed one person to pass through, it paused. Klein also used the light from the gas lamps on both sides of the corridor to see the scene nearby.

Behind the door stood an old man with deep wrinkles and thinning hair. He was wearing a black classical robe and holding a lantern.

The dim light of the candle shone through the glass, illuminating the old man's expressionless face with a mixture of light and dark, and making his light blue eyes look like ice that had been frozen for a thousand years.

"Document." He uttered a single word hoarsely.

Klein had seen this old man before, because at the end of every evening, he and his companions would come out of the Chanis Gate, pass the guard room, and turn toward St. Selina's Church.

They are the old Nightwatchmen, the volunteer caretakers of the interior.

As far as Klein knew, there were five such guards.

"This is my application." He handed the document in his hand to the old man in front of him.

The internal guard with a pair of light blue eyes raised the lantern and looked carefully. After confirming that everything was correct, he stepped aside to let Klein pass.

Klein slowly walked into the Chanis Gate. Before he had time to look around, he felt an indescribable chill.

This is not the bitter cold of winter, but the chill that makes even one’s spirit tremble.

Looking up, Klein saw candlesticks on the wall and silver candles carved with patterns. Their burning flames were all dark blue and did not waver at all.

squeak!

The guard closed the Chanis door, and the surroundings suddenly became extremely quiet.

In front of Klein was a wide corridor paved with old stone slabs.

There are stone doors on both sides of the corridor, labeled with words such as "materials", "potions", and "information".

At the end of the corridor, there is a staircase leading down into the darkness, as if leading to the abyss.

There should be different sealing points connecting different seals, and it is said to be divided into several layers... I wonder which layer Saint Selina's ashes are placed on... Klein had just adjusted to the brightness behind the door when he suddenly felt something invisible in the air scraping across his skin, one by one, cold to the bone.

He shuddered and couldn't help but activate his spiritual vision.

Then, he looked around and saw that the entire Chanis Gate was filled with thin black lines. They swayed gently, sometimes huddled together, sometimes stretched out, densely packed with no gaps.

This... is this the sealing power behind the Chanis Gate? Klein nodded barely noticeably, collected his thoughts, and followed the guard into the "potion room" behind a heavy stone door.

Soon, he found the "Amanda" hydrosol, "Spirit's Eye" potion and "Tranquility Potion" according to the first letters.

He had seen the first two before, but this was his first time seeing the latter. In the translucent glass bottle, there was a faint blue liquid gently rippling. Just seeing it made him feel as if he was back in his mother's arms.

There is also a label on the bottle, indicating the production date and a reminder that it is valid for six months.

Fortunately, it works... Klein put away the three small bottles of potion and left Chanis Gate accompanied by the guard. He was free from the chilling feeling that penetrated deep into his soul and the strange experience of being swept by black lines.

When the Chanis door closed, he couldn't help but look back there, muttering to himself:

"If you stay in there for a long time, both your body and soul will be affected, right?"

"No wonder the caretakers have to volunteer..."

…………

In the early hours of the morning, Klein locked the bedroom in a special way, pushed open the oriel window, and jumped down.

The height of the second floor posed no danger to him at the moment. He stood firmly without any shaking.

The Nighthawks' carriage was parked opposite, waiting for him.

Without any unnecessary communication, Klein quickly arrived at the Tingen City Lunatic Asylum in the northern district. Following the instructions, he walked around to a corner of the wall without street lights and saw Dunn Smith waiting there.

"Let's go in." Dunn nodded slightly, "I've confirmed that there's no one around here."

“Okay.” Klein quickly moved closer.

Going in... as a "clown", entering the mental hospital... this always reminds me of a famous saying: It's like going home... he joked to himself.

Then, following Dunn, he swung lightly and quickly into the asylum, using some ridges in the wall, with great agility and balance.

Dunn glanced back and nodded slightly in approval.

The two men crouched down, walked through the shadows and secluded places, crossed the lawns and activity squares, entered the three-story building of the insane asylum, and came to Hood Eugen's room somewhere on the top floor.

Because Hood Eugen became somewhat aggressive after going crazy, he was placed in a single room. The Night Watcher's surveillance during this period was not in vain, as he had already copied a key.

Crack!

With the sound of the door opening slightly, Dunn entered first. Klein looked past his figure and saw a person sitting in the bedroom.

Hood Eugen has a long face, deep eye sockets, and messy light yellow hair.

He was looking at the barred window with his gray-blue eyes, looking at the crimson moon outside.

Klein closed the door, laughed, and asked casually:

"Why aren't you sleeping yet?"

Dunn was stunned for a moment, then realized that the other party was now a Sequence 8 "Joker", so he remained silent and retreated to the corner.

Hood Eugen turned around, looked at Klein, and said with a silly smile:

“I’m waiting for my cake.”