"Okay." Leonard replied with a relaxed expression after hearing Dunn's suggestion.
Next, he, Klein and others walked out of the warehouse together, approached the place where the monster Bieber "self-exploded", and searched outward in circles with this place as the center.
“Captain, what exactly are we looking for?” Klein looked at the scattered rotting flesh and blood, suppressed the urge to feel disgusted, and looked at Dunn Smith beside him in confusion.
Dunn did not raise his head, but continued to scan the ground with his deep grey eyes:
"Waking up early, losing control, and turning into a monster means that Riel Bieber has not fully absorbed the extraordinary power provided by the notebook. It also means that a certain part of his body will be enriched with the extraordinary and become a higher quality material."
"If you encounter a similar situation in the future, don't miss it. It may be a very important 'item'."
I see... Klein nodded slightly with understanding.
In a flash, he thought of something else:
If the part of Monster Bieber that is rich in extraordinary power is some unspeakable place, wouldn't it be very embarrassing... and if it is used to prepare potions in the future, wouldn't it be very disgusting...
Just as Klein's thoughts were wandering, Borgia, whose eyes were as sharp as an eagle, suddenly spoke:
"Found it, eh."
Dunn, Al, and the others immediately turned around and moved closer. Driven by curiosity, Klein also walked quickly towards Borgia.
Soon, he saw the thing in front of Borgia. It was a fist-sized gray-white object with grooves all over its surface. It was soft and textured, like a brain that had been taken out alive.
Although Klein could not see the extraordinaryness of this "gray-white" mass for the time being, he was certain that Borgia had found the right item just from the fact that it remained intact in the violent explosion.
Dunn took a closer look, squatted down, flexed his right arm, and carefully picked up the gray-white object with his left hand wearing a black glove.
As soon as it was touched, the "gray-white" mass immediately spread out and turned into a sticky liquid.
At this time, Al Hassan took out a tin-colored square box from his arms, took out the cigarettes one by one and put them into his pocket.
Then, he handed the square iron box to Dunn and said with a smile:
"I know you only love pipes."
Dunn uttered a "huh", took the square iron box, and "poured" the gray, sticky liquid into it for temporary storage.
After collecting the item, he and Luo Luota and others conducted a rough search of the scene.
After making sure nothing was missing, they left and came outside, where they saw the horses paddling the ground restlessly, almost breaking free from the ropes.
"I can drive." Borgia put his hand to his mouth and coughed lightly.
"I know you are good at comforting animals." Al smiled and nodded.
After getting on the carriage, Dunn, Lorota, Al Hassan and Klein, who were still doing the "flexion and extension exercise", were silent for a while.
After the sound of horse hooves and wheels rolling, Dunn looked at Klein and spoke carefully:
"I know that you must be very curious about the Antigonus family's notes and want to find out what happened."
No, not at all... Klein subconsciously denied it in his heart.
That is an ancient object full of misfortune!
Without giving him time to reply, Dunn continued:
"However, I must first report this matter to the Holy Temple. Only after they confirm the confidentiality level of the notes can I consider whether to let you see them."
“No problem.” Klein replied briefly.
Dunn flexed his arms, thought for a moment, and said:
"I once promised that once it was confirmed that Riel Biber was a descendant of the Antigonus family, I would make you an official member of the Nighthawks. Now, not only have we confirmed Riel Biber's identity, but we have also eliminated this monster and thwarted the conspiracy of the Secret Order."
"During this process, you performed very well and killed a member of the evil organization with your own hands. Therefore, I will fulfill my promise and apply to the Holy Church immediately and wait for their approval."
"Oh, I forgot one important thing. I haven't asked you if you're willing."
"Mr. Klein Moretti, are you willing to officially join the Tingen City Night Squad and become one of us? Your salary will be doubled immediately to 6 pounds per week, and it will increase to a certain extent every year thereafter."
"Your salary will be paid 50/50 by the church and 50/50 by the Ahowa County Police Department, and you will also be given the status of a trainee inspector, which can be very useful at some point."
"As a supportive Beyonder, you don't have to face the enemy all the time, but you need to take turns to guard the Chanis Gate one day a week..."
"Without the approval of the team, you cannot leave Tingen under any excuse, and try to keep it secret from your family..."
…
After Dunn finished talking about the restrictions and benefits, Klein pondered for more than ten seconds and said:
"I hope to become an official Nightwatchman."
Only in this way can one get in touch with more secrets, such as the situation of the secret society!
——After reading the diary of Roselle that he had collected before, Klein improved some of his own ideas: mastering the knowledge of mysticism and finding a way to return home are his constant pursuits, and further improving his own strength so that he can more safely pry open the mysterious space above the gray fog and use it to return to his hometown is a new goal.
Just as Emperor Roselle said, relying solely on external forces is very dangerous!
Moreover, after becoming a "Fortune Teller" and gaining extraordinary powers, Klein also realized that he had a better grasp of that mysterious space. For example, he could invite another member to join the party.
This forced him to think: after he became a Sequence 8, Sequence 7, or even a higher-sequence Beyonder, would the mysterious space above the gray fog undergo more favorable changes?
Of course, Klein knew very well that the prerequisite for everything was that he had to completely resolve the hidden dangers of the "Fortune Teller" potion first. He couldn't be impatient or reckless.
"Very good. Once the Holy Temple approves it, you will be one of us." Dunn's gray eyes were slightly tinged with smile.
At this moment, Al Hassan, who had been listening, interrupted and said:
“Klein, I’ll call you Klein. Your performance today was truly outstanding. You were able to kill a Beyonder from the Secret Order. I suspect he has reached Sequence 7. How did you do it? I simply cannot believe it.”
As expected, this question came up... Klein prepared to organize his words.
He knew that his killing of an extraordinary person who could deal with Dunn, Al, and Lolota at the same time was indeed incredible and full of mysteries. As long as Al and the others were not blind or stupid, they would ask about the past sooner or later. But what he didn't expect was that they had waited until now to speak.
That's right. The captain and Mr. Hassan were both injured before, and their conditions could worsen at any time. At this time, anything that might intensify the conflict must be suppressed first, so that I won't take risks because my "secret" is exposed... After I expressed my attitude and was willing to officially join the Nighthawks, they put aside their worries and asked... They are all "old hands". They obviously didn't communicate with each other, but they tacitly made the same decision... Klein said thoughtfully:
"It was a very fortunate event, and the clown in the tuxedo made a fatal error in judgement."
"At that time, the Sealed Artifact '2-049' was thrown near me by the aftermath of the explosion, about five or six meters away from me. Just by a cursory observation, it is easy to conclude that I am within the range of the Sealed Artifact's influence."
"I was affected by the explosion, my head was dizzy, my movements were slow, and it looked like I was being controlled."
"That clown in tuxedo came to me invisible at some point, and lured me by saying he would save me and give me the sequence 8 clown corresponding to the 'Fortune Teller' potion, and asked me to help get the Antigonus family's notes. Yes, he said that the Secret Society had mastered the sequence path corresponding to the 'Fortune Teller' potion, and that he himself had once been a 'Fortune Teller'."
…
Klein recounted the situation in detail, even describing his inner reasoning in an orderly manner, including the fact that he believed that Tuxedo Clown had predicted that taking the notes would be extremely risky, and thus changed his strategy.
Of course, all the truth was told to cover up the initial lie, to cover up the fact that he had been controlled by the Sealed Object "2-049".
"The divination showed that there is a great risk in taking away the notes? Yes, there is indeed a great risk, but the risk is actually on you." The black-haired lady Lolota smiled softly with her hands covering her mouth. "His divination was correct, but it put him in mortal danger. This is really an interesting thing."
Klein was stunned for a moment, then nodded solemnly:
"Indeed, divination is never too clear, and vagueness means that the interpretation may be wrong."
Hmm, I have to pay attention to this!
“After that, how did you deal with him?” Dunn stretched out his arms and leaned back slightly.
Klein smiled and said:
"I pretended to agree to let him wake me up, but he didn't dare to enter the range of the seal. He tried to push me with a strange piece of paper from two or three meters away."
"I seized this opportunity and grabbed the note, pulling it towards the range of '2-049'. I then fired continuously and achieved my goal. Oh, this is something that makes me ashamed. I didn't have the confidence to hit him within two or three meters."
Al nodded slightly and said:
"Given his ability to dodge, a distance of two or three meters is not absolutely safe. You might be able to hit him, but you can't hit his vital points, which would be troublesome... There was nothing wrong with your choice at that time. It can even be called an excellent one. If it were me, I would not necessarily do better than you."
He did not ask about the follow-up, because the Tuxedo Clown who fell into the control range of the Sealed Object "2-049" was doomed to be a sitting duck.
"The sequel to 'The Fortune Teller' is 'The Joker'... How strange..." Dunn suddenly exclaimed.
PS: There will be a make-up update in the early morning