Wearing a decent formal suit and polished leather shoes, there is a huge suitcase of exaggerated size at his feet.

Klein stood in an inconspicuous corner of the steam train station platform, avoiding the crowd of passengers who were getting off the train and pouring out of the station. He took out the gold pocket watch from his waistcoat pocket along the watch chain stuck in the buttonhole, flipped open the watch cover and looked at it.

Take a look at the time.

"7:35..." After thinking for a moment, Klein nodded slightly and turned to the empty-handed girl beside him. "It's a bit late, but fortunately it's not too late. I'll consider renting a house first. If I don't have any

I can successfully rent a house that I like, and then find a hotel to stay in...what do you think?"

Alice withdrew her gaze, no longer looking at the dim dusk outside the platform, which was like a scene in the middle of the night, and her tone was casual and unfocused.

"You can just decide on such a small matter."

Hmm... Very good, now it will appear natural and reasonable to lead the topic in that direction, and it will definitely not arouse Miss Witch's alertness because of being too abrupt...

With this thought in mind, Klein cleared his throat, put the gold watch he bought for the "Joker" role back into his pocket, and unfolded the newspaper and map he held in his other hand.

"I took the time to read the advertisement registered in the rental housing section before, and now I plan to go to Minsk Street in the Jowood District to check out the situation. If everything goes well, I should be able to rent the townhouse on No. 15."

"It's up to you to decide." Faced with these trivial matters, Alice answered more and more briefly.

"So, uh, there is a small problem here -" Based on his true emotions at this time, Klein allowed himself to show a little shame and a little shyness at the right time, "When I went to the bank to withdraw money before, I just

I withdrew some of my savings, but now I find that the cash may, may not be enough for us...the two of us who first came to Backlund to settle down."

"So, do you mean you need me to provide financial assistance?" Alice said with a slight smile.

"No, no need..."

And your financial assistance has probably been marked with a hidden price, just waiting for me to take advantage...

Resisting the pain and temptation, Klein shook his head, took out the note he had already prepared from the other pocket of his vest, kept it folded in half and handed it to the girl.

"I think I'm going to... Well, please do me a favor and go to Backlund Bank to help me withdraw 70 pounds of spare cash... Well, didn't you want to ask me for your bank account and password before?

Well. Now I have handed over my remaining wealth and life to you..."

Alice's eyes widened in surprise, and she took the half-folded piece of paper after a long while:

"I asked that question casually... because I felt that if it was really you at that time, you would never tell me such an important thing, and if you seriously answered my bank account and password, I should consider you

There is a possibility that the body and all the memories will be completely taken over by evil spirits... Are you not worried about me robbing your savings now?"

"You, you... you won't do this, right..."

Klein tried to sound confident in his reply.

"Well, no." Alice looked up from the paper and looked at him with a gentle smile on her face, "For the sake of you buying me a coat and putting it in my suitcase,

Because you reminded me to put on some extra clothes before getting off the bus, your little coffers were spared."

……call.

Fortunately, I had taken into account the gradually approaching autumn temperature and her clothes, and made some detailed preparations in time. So far, she is still quite accepting of my concern...

The subtle joy seemed to have dispelled the depressed mood that lingered in Klein's heart, causing him to slightly raise the corners of his mouth.

Gu——

The embarrassing sound from his abdomen disrupted his thoughts, and also caused the girl to glance at his abdomen that was expressing protest.

Knowing that he missed the dinner food provided on the train because he was watching a memory that did not belong to him in his dream, Klein covered his stomach with the other hand that was not holding his cane, newspaper and map, and sighed with an exaggerated smile.

In one breath:

"By the way, after withdrawing the money, can you bring me a packaged dinner? It doesn't have to be too expensive. Just go to a more ordinary restaurant with more affordable prices and pack up a set meal and bring it back...

Well, if you haven't eaten the food on the train, then bring back two dinners - the money will be deducted from the 70 pounds in cash newly withdrawn from the bank, and I'll treat you."

As he talked, he suddenly felt like he was back in college, discussing with his roommate in the dormitory, asking him to help bring some midnight snacks back...

Well, but now he is not living in a school dormitory, and the people he is about to live with are no longer those old men who can hang out with each other at will...

At this moment, Klein heard her slightly unhappy snort.

"You asked me to help you withdraw money from the bank, and you asked me to bring you dinner. You threw all the chores at me... What do you think I am, a free maid who doesn't have to pay?"

A witch has such a temper!

Klein didn't want to get too entangled in these trivial matters in life for fear of exposing his true purpose, so he began to organize his words.

But soon, he saw Alice putting the note into the pocket of her windbreaker, with a rather reluctant expression on her face:

"Forget it, you haven't been in a good mood lately, so I won't argue with you. A maid will be a maid, but it's just this one time, and it won't happen next time... unless you pay."

"...If, I mean if. If I want to hire you as a maid, how much would you charge?" Even though he knew it was impossible, Klein couldn't help but ask her one more question.

Alice immediately replied: "10 pounds."

10 pounds...eh, only 10 pounds?

Klein realized that the price was much cheaper than he expected. Maybe when he saves up the money later, he might have a chance to ask Alice to work as his maid for a day... Wait, she didn't mention whether it was a weekly salary or a daily salary.

, or hourly wage...

As if she knew what he was thinking about, Alice's soft and gentle voice drifted from the side:

"Ten pounds per minute."

...Forget it, I can't afford to offend him.

Klein took a decisive breath and prepared to pick up his suitcase and leave.

"Then I'll take the subway to Minsk Street first. If the negotiation with the owner of the rental house goes well, you can find me in the townhouse on No. 15. If it doesn't go well... well, if it doesn't go well, you can find me outside the house.

Find me near a streetlight.”

Looking at him silently, Alice pointed to her ear and suddenly smiled:

"Although it's a little late to ask, you seem to have lost the earrings I gave you?"

Klein, who had been prepared for this, did not intend to hide his guilty conscience and gritted his teeth in pain:

"Same as the bottles of potions you gave me before, that earring was not buried with me..."

He asked himself, he had not told a lie, and his guilty conscience was due to the loss of the items she gave him for use. However, the specific objects were not the "Breath of Mind" earrings, but because those bottles were most likely to fall into the night watch.

The medicine in the hand of the beholder.

Klein finally knew why she often saw through the truth when he tried to lie in front of her before - he used his spiritual vision to observe the emotional aura of others, combined with some performance characteristics, and concluded whether the person was lying through polygraph detection.

The method is similar. Although Alice cannot use methods similar to spiritual vision, she can "taste" the corresponding taste directly from emotions and feelings...

Well, this is probably the so-called taste of lying.

"I think so, that's why I didn't ask any questions intentionally." As expected, Alice never doubted his words. She took out her right hand that was in the pocket of her windbreaker, then took a step closer and twitched her fingers to signal him to bend down slightly.

Klein did as he was told without asking. He leaned forward slightly and saw her raising her hands and approaching the right side of his face. As she opened and closed her eyes, a hard ornament with a cold touch appeared on her earlobe.

"If you lose it casually this time, I won't care." She relaxed the strength in her legs that she used to tiptoe, and her two pointed heels with high height fell back to the ground. She took a step back, and her tone was non-threatening.

warned.

"I won't lose it again! Definitely not!" After making a sincere promise, Klein couldn't help but curiously asked, "Can this kind of earrings be mass-produced? How is the new one different from the previous one?

What’s the difference? Can we communicate with each other?”

Alice glanced at him and replied angrily:

"It's not mass-produced, and it's not particularly expensive. But what I handed you belongs to the same series of models, and the opening and closing methods are the same as before. They can only be used to pass on the earrings I'm wearing now.

News...you have a lot of questions."

"Okay, okay, I'm going to take the subway first." Klein made a gesture of zipping up his mouth, then thought of something, and pointed to a certain direction outside the station with his cane, "According to the map, you go that way.

You can see the logo of the Backlund Bank branch about ten minutes away."

Seeing her gently nodding, Klein leaned over and picked up the suitcase at his feet, walked out of the station without any further delay, and walked towards the entrance of the Backlund subway amidst the less noisy and crowded crowd.

…

About forty minutes later, Klein, who used the pseudonym "Sherlock Moriarty", successfully rented the townhouse he had chosen for half a year for 25 pounds, and walked into Minsk Street 15 with his luggage.

No.'s foyer.

And as early as when he was quietly riding the subway on a smooth journey, he heard the expected, echoing and illusive voice of prayer in his ears.

Klein resisted the urge to go to the gray fog to check the situation now, and decided to wait until midnight to advance the plan.

Following him into the rental house was Julian, the maid of the landlord Mrs. Summer.

The other party led him around the house and introduced him to the layout of No. 15, while adding the landlady's instructions from time to time.

For example, you can rent out part of the area to others, but you must ensure that the overall house is quiet and clean.

And when she said that she would bring quilts, sheets and other items later, Klein's heart moved and he quickly explained to the maid:

"Please thank Mrs. Summer for my kindness and kindness, but could you please bring two sets of bedding here? I will be living in this house with... a friend of mine, who will probably be here shortly.

Arrive later."

The maid Julian didn't ask any questions. She responded briefly and went back to the landlord Summer's house next door. Five minutes later, she brought another maid who was holding quilts, sheets, pillowcases and other items, and the two of them took the quilt together.

These essential items are placed in the bedroom on the second floor.
To be continued...