As soon as he became slightly excited, he raised his fist in an exaggerated manner, "It seems that the boring night patrol is almost over. Did Captain Crestel mention the time and place for the team to meet in the letter?"

When asked this question, the Red Glove player who was flipping through the letter showed a somewhat subtle expression, then slowly put down the arm holding the letter and shook his head.

"The captain's tracking is still going on, and he seems to have decided on a countermeasure, saying that it doesn't require too many executors to participate... We, we have to continue the night patrol."

"…continue the night patrol?"

"Yeah. Good job, man."

Red Glove patted his young teammate on the shoulder and encouraged him in a comforting tone, seemingly speaking to him as well as to himself.

…

As the moon sets and the sun rises, a new day comes quietly, and most citizens of Tingen City usher in a new and beautiful Sunday in their sleep.

However, such a good thing as staying in bed and sleeping in is not available to Klein.

Unlike Benson and Melissa who got some rest time, his rest day is tomorrow, which is Monday, and he still needs to get up early as usual today and rush to the company.

But thinking that he has now become a full-time employee and his weekly salary has doubled to 6 pounds, Klein is full of motivation again, and the small shortcoming of not being lazy is nothing.

After getting enough sleep and rest and adjustment last night, he had regained his normalcy and no longer thought about more unrealistic things. After breakfast, he put on his coat and walked out of the house with his cane.

But during an inadvertent glance, Klein suddenly stopped and stared at the mailbox in front of his house as if he had seen a ghost, his expression looking a little dull.

After a while, he gritted his teeth and grabbed the familiar yet strange dark letter, turned around and ran up to the second floor of his house, knocking on the door of the guest room.

Fortunately, this noise did not disturb Benson and Melissa who had not yet gotten up. While Klein was waiting anxiously, the door in front of him opened with a creak, and Alice appeared in the crack of the door with a face that still seemed to be slightly sleepy.

.

"Is there a problem?"

She looked like she hadn't woken up, and she was talking as if she was talking in her sleep. But Klein didn't care so much at this time. He repeatedly expressed that there was an emergency, so he asked her to open the door a little further, and he quickly got in.

House.

As a result, he was about to raise the envelope in his hand to explain the situation, but at this moment he saw Alice's appearance clearly, and instantly forgot what he was going to say, and even the letter in his hand fell to the floor unconsciously.

superior.

"this letter……"

Alice's attention was attracted by the dark letter falling on the ground. She knelt down to pick it up, and her eyes gradually regained some of their brightness.

During this period, her right hand kept pinching her chest, grabbing the edges of the thin quilt on her body, so that the only cloth draped over her shoulders would not slip off, revealing a large area of ​​delicate and delicate skin underneath.

But, but, after all, this is just a thin quilt, and it can't block much of the line of sight at all, not to mention, he is still looking down...

Klein didn't know how long he had been down before his mind finally returned to normal operation.

He took a silent breath and was about to look away from the quilt. The next second, he met her eyes looking at him.

Alice raised her head and blinked a few times, then suddenly woke up and looked down at herself.
Chapter completed!