On Thursday night, Klein returned home hungry after having been busy for nearly a whole day.

He took a quick combat bath, put on his home clothes and walked out of the bathroom. Then he ate the pea stew and lamb left over by Benson and Melissa for him, as well as a few loaves of bread, and then tiredly chatted with his brother and sister. He said hello, dragged his body up to the bedroom on the second floor, and flopped into the bed.

He was almost exhausted from the series of events today.

No, it's not because the "Witch Reporting Plan" promised by Alice is not going smoothly enough...

On the contrary, everything went too smoothly!

It went so smoothly that it was almost eerie, so smooth that it even reminded Klein of a series of coincidences that happened around him, and of the mastermind behind the terrible coincidences!

First, the morning class schedule is as usual, nothing special.

After Klein successfully completed his morning schedule, he went to the shooting club to practice target practice step by step, and then went to the Divination Club to continue his role as "divineer" - although he had completely digested the remaining power in the potion, but In order to show off to the captain and other teammates of the Nighthawks team, Klein had to continue his performance to lay the foundation for his plan to apply for promotion to "Joker".

Because of Alice's promise the night before, he canceled his original plan to hire a carriage to go to the outskirts of Tingen to inspect the red chimney houses. He stayed at the divination club and did several business deals in succession, earning a few sole pocket money while waiting. Alice's so-called "cooperation" comes to the door.

Soon, an unexpected turn of events and cooperation came to Klein.

He received a divination request by name, and was invited to the usual citrine room by Ms. Angelica at the front desk, where he met his current client.

A plump woman with a sad and angry expression expressed her hope that this highly acclaimed fortune teller would find someone for herself, a vicious woman who seduced her husband and attempted to destroy her family relationship.

Klein immediately had a vague premonition, and after that, when the woman took out the handkerchief that "happened" to be stained with the other party's blood, and a few slender black hairs, this vague feeling The premonition was fulfilled.

"I have evidence from her affair with my husband! Including this handkerchief and these hairs stuck to the sheets! I want you to help me find her... If possible, it's best to put a vicious curse on her. , causing her face and body to rot and develop abscesses..."

The woman's expression became fierce and she gritted her teeth and said.

Upon hearing this, Klein immediately stated that he was just a diviner and did not understand any vicious curses. Then he put on a smile and asked the lady to wait outside the door. He needed a quiet environment to complete the divination.

Everything after that became a matter of course.

He once again saw the appearance of the two-story building through the medium provided by the woman, but this time it seemed that because the quality of the blood was no longer so fresh, his vision could not enter the interior of the house during the dream divination.

But it doesn't matter. Klein knows that he has clearly seen the appearance of the internal staircase of the house and can draw it through ritual magic. As for whether it is the scene he saw during the divination this time, that is not a particularly important detail. Yes, isn't it?

He asked the anxious woman to wait for a while, then he walked to the front desk, asked Ms. Angelica, who was already familiar with him, to entertain the client for him, and then decisively returned to Zotland Street.

Blackthorn Security Company reported this "unexpected incident" to the captain.

At that time, Captain Dunn was holding coffee and happened to take a sip of the richly aromatic Filmore coffee. However, after listening to Klein's report, he almost choked and coughed several times before he regained his composure.

"You, you said that when you were doing divination for someone... to catch an adulterer, you saw someone performing an evil ritual?"

"Yes, that's what I judged!" Klein nodded righteously, "But the actual situation may be different from what I thought, so later I plan to use ritual magic to express the scenes I saw in the dream divination.

Come out, captain, please help me analyze it."

Dunn waved silently, tore off a signed piece of paper, and signaled the newcomer to the Nighthawks to quickly apply for the materials needed for ritual magic.

So Klein took the cute note representing the reimbursement in a good manner, turned around and went to the material warehouse to collect the items, then found an empty and quiet room to set up a spiritual wall, and asked the goddess of the night for her favor in a familiar way, and everything went smoothly.

Completed the drawing of two images.

After returning to the captain's office with the two portraits in his hands, Klein suddenly discovered that, except for Cornley who was patrolling the North District Cemetery and Luo Yao who was guarding Chanis Gate, Leonard, Frye, Siga Theon and other teammates

Everyone arrived and saw him pushing open the door, and all of them glanced at him and the two portraits in his hands.

Don't show that "Why is this guy in trouble again?" expression!

Resisting the urge to be embarrassed and complain, Klein cleared his throat, pretending to be calm, raised the drawing paper in his hand and shook it twice:

"Captain, I've finished painting."

Dunn, who had deep gray eyes, picked up the pipe and took a puff.

"In order to confirm the authenticity of this information, I may need to enter your dream and look at the scene you saw in the divination screen again. Is that okay?"

Knowing that he could stay awake in the dream and that the captain would not see something he shouldn't have seen, Klein deliberately let himself pause for two seconds as if thinking before nodding solemnly.

After "seeing" and feeling the cold atmosphere near the evil altar in his dream, Dunn Smith put down his pipe, a steady and deep expression appeared on his face, and turned to sigh at the Nighthawks who were looking at the two portraits.

There was a sound.

"The house in the portrait is suspected to be the venue for a blood sacrifice ceremony to worship the evil god. We act urgently to quickly investigate the corresponding location!"

Then, he turned around and looked at Klein. He raised the corners of his mouth with helplessness and appreciation, and smiled bitterly:

"I really don't know whether you are lucky or unlucky. You can go to a divination club and meet people related to evil extraordinary people... In short, your client already has people from the police department responsible for handling it.

Follow-up matters, you don’t need to go back to that club today. And you have seen the target house in divination. As long as you see the real scene again in reality, you will be able to react immediately. I will arrange for you to work with others to position the ceremony venue.

It can improve efficiency a lot.”

This means that his free fishing time is gone this afternoon...

However, things must be prioritized. If you can catch a perverted lunatic like Triss who engages in blood sacrifices a second earlier, you might be able to save one more life. Naturally, Klein would not refuse and immediately nodded in agreement.

But... going to the client to deal with the follow-up matters? Will it dig out Alice hidden behind the scenes?... No, right?

As if he noticed that he was hesitant to speak, Dunn picked up the pipe again, rubbed it and sighed with a smile:

"Don't worry, the police station will let professionals handle the relevant follow-up processing. Of course, the main reason is that you mentioned that the lady said she wanted you to curse the woman with her hair and blood, well... although with some help

Ritual means, or extraordinary people with related abilities can indeed do this, but the people at the police station will criticize and educate her about this, making the lady believe that cursing others through blood and hair is only written in fantasy novels and folklore

The fiction in literature cannot do such a thing in reality..."

"But in fact, in the mysterious realm, hair and blood are indeed media closely related to oneself, and they must be kept properly. If they are accidentally left in the hands of the enemy, it may lead to very bad consequences." Renner, who has a poetic temperament.

De Michel heard the conversation here, walked over and added quietly.

I know this. According to Alice, if she gets the other person's hair and blood, she can directly affect the soul, that is, the spiritual body...

After realizing that Alice's arrangement had little risk of being exposed, Klein felt relieved and quietly listened to Captain Dunn's instructions while nodding his head.

"——That's about it, you can set off now."

Walking to the door of the captain's office with other Nighthawk teammates, everyone including Klein slowed down, as if they were waiting for something.

When they silently finished reciting the three-two-one countdown, everyone heard the addition of a gentle breath behind them.

"Wait a minute, I will replace Luo Yao who is on duty at the Chanis Gate, and will share with her the images seen during Klein's divination through dreams. In the afternoon, the five of you will be divided into two groups to search, and one group will be responsible for the southwest tower.

Sauk River Basin, a group responsible for both sides of the Hoy River in the East End."

The Nighthawks responded one after another, and then watched Captain Dunne in black trench coat pace down the stairs, listening in tacit understanding as his footsteps gradually faded away.

Klein looked left and right, crossed the corridor partition, and stopped next to his teammate Leonard. Not long after, he heard a rapid thumping sound coming from downstairs, as if someone was running up the stairs quickly.

"Fortunately, you haven't left yet..." Glancing at the neatly arranged team members in the corridor, Dunn, with deep gray eyes, suddenly paused for a second as if he was speechless, and then said, "I almost forgot,

Neither Luo Yao nor Klein can drive a carriage. It just so happens that Cizer has no purchase plan today. You call him together so that Sijia and Luo Yao can focus on the investigation work. Leonard, you and Frye

The driver's position is rotated every hour..."

"Actually, we can rent two carriages that are billed by time, so that everyone can focus on identifying and inspecting the target houses." The white-haired, black-eyed, quiet "Midnight Poet" Siga Te'ang suddenly suggested

.

"That's fine... Listen, no matter whether the investigation has results or not, all employees must return to the company at six o'clock in the evening to report the situation. Don't act rashly and privately." Dunn nodded lightly after hearing this, and gave a few more details.

Finally, he turned around and went downstairs to inform Luo Yao who was in the duty room.

In this way, Klein's "Witch Reporting Plan" successfully reached the current search stage, smoothly and reasonably, with almost no trace of human guidance...

Of course, they did not find a two-story house that matched the description this afternoon, so the Nighthawks returned to the Blackthorn Security Company before six o'clock, briefly reported the situation to Captain Dunn, and accepted new instructions.

But the search work after eight o'clock has nothing to do with Klein.

Night is an active time for the Extraordinaries of the "Sleepless One" path. They can get the final results of the investigation as early as tonight and as late as tomorrow afternoon.

Even so, the experience of being mentally stressed and jolting on the carriage for several hours still made Klein feel physically and mentally exhausted, and he wanted to reward himself by falling asleep immediately.

But it's not working yet, he can't fall asleep yet.

He had to confirm with Alice whether the play she arranged had considered various possibilities, and he was like the leading actor on the stage holding the script and memorizing the lines, leading the play step by step in the direction they planned.

Development in the past...

I have to say that this feeling of being behind the scenes and in front of the stage at the same time, this feeling of being in tune with her heart, really gave him a wonderful feeling that was difficult to describe in detail...

At this moment, Klein heard the noise coming from downstairs outside the door.

He immediately stood up, sneaked out of the bedroom door, and turned his ears to try to distinguish the conversation in the living room.

Well, first the greetings from Melissa and Benson, and then the return gift from Miss Witch...

Wait, Alice's explanation to Melissa was that she was so busy at the clinic that she came home so late - the problem is, didn't she work as an assistant in a detective agency? When did she come home again?

Changed job?

Really, Klein felt that he really couldn't understand the behavioral logic of this witch from another world.

He has never seen her short of money, but if we say she is a migrant worker who loves her job, her enthusiasm for every job comes and goes, and each job can only sustain her for one or two taels at most.

The freshness of a week was replaced as if it was tired...

After thinking about it, Klein could only think that she treated work as a leisure activity in order to experience the joy of life.

Oh, if it weren't for that cheating level of charm, who could change jobs as frequently as she does?

Silently, he heard the sound of Alice going upstairs, so he ducked back to his room, pretending to pick up a book of occult notes that he had been reviewing in the middle of review, and stared at the words describing the stars and constellations.

Don't think about belonging.

After counting about thirty times silently, a slight and rhythmic tapping sound came from outside the door on time.

Pretending not to be so happy and expectant, Klein slowly walked over and opened the door:

"Why did you come back so late today—"

Halfway through his words, his words suddenly seemed to be stuck in his throat. He could not move up or down. He stared blankly at the bird in front of him, blinking its small mung bean eyes and looking equally stupid.

bird.

It had a unique color scheme of white belly and gold wings. When he opened the door, it flew into the bedroom nimbly and closed the door...

Shit, a bird closed the door for him?!

While Klein was stunned, the seemingly dumb White Bird spoke.
Chapter completed!