Klein glanced at the serious and solemn Dunn Smith and suddenly smiled, saying:
"Captain, I figured out something yesterday."
"What is it?" Dunn repeated the question he had just asked, leaning back slightly in the chair and loosening his clasped hands.
Klein recalled the previous draft he had prepared and said:
"I was summarizing my previous experiences. I think the name of the potion itself contains a whole set of rules that help us master the potion and avoid negative effects. When we follow these rules to handle things, it seems to become the corresponding professional person."
"Similarly, these rules are implicit. No one tells you directly. You can only gradually summarize them from the corresponding profession and then make corrections based on different feedback effects."
"So, when I became a real seer in the Divination Club and had my own 'Seer's Code of Conduct', the hallucinations and visions that troubled me disappeared."
"That's what I figured out."
After saying this, Klein let out a sigh of relief. Except for not directly mentioning "acting", he had said everything he needed to.
Ah, I hope Captain won't tell the church when they send someone to inquire that I already have such a clear idea. That would make me receive more attention... Plus, the "Seer" path and the Antigonus family factor, there might be some big trouble... However, Captain has seen many storms and has rich experience and considerable wisdom. Once he understands the "acting method", he will surely notice the church's concealment on the corresponding issues and know what to say and what not to say... Klein's mind was full of thoughts and somewhat confused.
But he quickly made up his mind and had a plan:
If Captain still hasn't figured out the "acting method" or hasn't noticed the church's concealment, then I will directly remind him before submitting the special application!
Well, I'll make a test first to confirm the message...
Dunn listened quietly to Klein's description, his grey eyes becoming even more profound.
He remained silent for a dozen seconds, rubbed his forehead with his hand, and then picked up the pipe and sniffed it.
After sniffing, he seemed to have forgotten the rules of the Night Watch team and casually took out a matchbox.
The pale white smoke slowly rose, and Dunn half-closed his eyes, as if savoring the tobacco.
After a while, he opened his eyes and smiled at Klein, saying:
"Sorry, I forgot you don't smoke anymore."
"Smoking is harmful to health." Klein replied seriously.
Dunn held the pipe and thought for a moment, saying:
"I seem to have understood something as well."
No, Captain, you haven't understood anything! Anyway, don't wander into my dreams too often! Klein didn't ask back but gave a gentle smile.
"Perhaps, you won't need too long to submit the special application... " Dunn took a deep breath, mixed with the minty flavor of tobacco, and said half-jokingly half-somatically.
"Tomorrow is okay? " Klein answered in his mind and took out his watch to look at the time.
"Captain, I have to go find Old Neil. The mysteriousology class today is about to start."
"OK." Dunn held the pipe and watched Klein leave until he was out of sight.
Closing the door to Captain's office, Klein walked cheerfully towards the stairs leading to the underground, passing by the civilian personnel office. There, he saw two strangers inside.
The new civilian personnel... Klein nodded thoughtfully and added to himself:
"Two days from now, within this week, I will submit the special application to Captain!"
And through a series of examinations, become the "Jester" of sequence 8!
......
In the dark and quiet underground passage, Klein turned towards the armory and pushed open the partially open door of the guard room.
" What happened to you?" As soon as he saw the old Neil's appearance, he was startled to the extreme.
Old Neil was listless and his face was pale, constantly yawning:
"I've had some constipation recently. Last night, I tried a ritual magic to solve this problem. As a result, I couldn't sleep well all night and kept running to the bathroom. Eventually, I almost fell asleep on the toilet."
Well, the constipation problem has been solved... Seeing that it wasn't a big problem, Klein couldn't help smiling.
But he restrained himself and instead asked:
"Are you feeling better now?"
Meanwhile, he gently tapped his left teeth twice and used "clairvoyance" to observe the health aura of old Neil.
The yellow color of the digestive system, the orange color of the excretion and detoxification area, was a bit dim and patchy, but fortunately, it was within a reasonable range... Klein breathed a sigh of relief inwardly.
"It's okay. I got some laxative medicine from Fry for you." Old Neil yawned like a smoker and said, "For today's mysticism class, you can study it on your own. After all, it's only the last two or three days of the content."
"OK." Klein said politely, "Or I'll guard the armory here and study the mysticism class on my own. You go to the lounge to rest?"
Old Neil instantly straightened his back and replied with a bright gaze:
"Little Moretti, you are indeed the conscientious person among the night watchmen, second only to Fry!"
"Then the armory is yours!"
He picked up the blanket on his knees, rushed out of the guard room like a whirlwind, leaving Klein alone there in a daze. ......
In the morning, Black Thorn Security Company received an additional job order to escort a wealthy businessman to the dock for a transaction. Leonard and Cohen-Lee completed it easily and made a lot of extra money, which made Klein quite envious.
However, he still proceeded methodically to delve deeper into the mystery and practice his marksmanship. He was tormented by the crazed Mr. Gao Wen, who had been stimulated by something.
Huh, huh... Klein opened his mouth and took deep breaths, taking a long time to regain the ability to go to the bathroom and change his clothes.
After leaving Mr. Gao Wen's house, he continued to be busy, spending 2 sols to hire a carriage and passing by the remaining ten houses with red chimneys one by one.
When the last dark red chimney disappeared from his view, Klein's expression became very serious.
"The 'red chimney' houses I saw in my divination are not among the ones that have changed tenants recently... So, things have become complicated. There are 1,600-700 houses. I don't know when they can all be checked... Ah, this matter can't be helped by asking others for help. After all, only I face the target, and I have that spiritual familiarity... "
"Don't lose heart, don't give up. As long as you have time, go and check, and try to find the target within three months, no, two months! Maybe the ones I check tomorrow and the day after will include the target?"
"Um, go back and organize the materials, plan the daily checking routes based on the proximity of the areas!"
Klein encouraged himself, driving away the depressed mood.
With a decision made, he was about to instruct the driver to turn towards Narcissus Street, when he suddenly noticed that this place was very close to Mr. Azek's residence.
"Mr. Azek wrote me a letter before he went on a trip, saying that he would be back this week, but didn't mention the exact date. So, I decided to stop by to take a look and leave a note for him. Well, the carriage costs 2 sols for 1 hour. It's almost time now, so let's end at Mr. Azek's house and then change to a public carriage..." Klein quickly made a decision.
After four minutes, he got out of the carriage and came to the door of Mr. Azek's house.
This place was clearly better than Narcissus Street, but not as good as the Hales Street area. There was a lawn in front of the house and a small garden attached to it.
Ding! Ding! Ding!
Klein pulled the rope at the door and rang the bell inside.
After waiting for a moment, he heard footsteps coming from inside, and then saw the door being opened.
Mr. Azek, with gentle features and a bronze complexion, appeared before Klein, as he was at home, he was casually wearing a white shirt, a brown vest, and brown trousers.
"Klein? I was just about to write to you." Mr. Azek greeted warmly, "I just arrived home last night."
Klein looked at the tiny black spot on the right side of his right ear and said:
"Mr. Azek, I have found the clues to your past."
"Really?" Mr. Azek's expression suddenly became excited, and his weathered eyes lost their calmness.
"Let's go inside and talk," Klein looked around.
Mr. Azek nodded quickly and moved aside, allowing the guest to enter.
He locked the door and led Klein to the living room on the first floor, sitting on the soft sofa.
"What clues did you find?" he asked impatiently.
Klein didn't expect to meet Mr. Azek today, organizing his words:
"I recently received a commission to eliminate a ghost in the abandoned castle outside Ramd town."
"Ramd..." Mr. Azek repeated the name in a low voice, his eyebrows wrinkling slightly.
Klein watched the other person's expression and slowed down his speech:
"In the process of eliminating the ghost, we discovered something, so we went to the town for a deeper investigation..."
"There was a town resident who claimed to have the portrait of the first Ramd Baron, trying to sell it to me. I curiously viewed this oil painting and found that the person in the portrait, except for the hairstyle, had the same features as Mr. Azek you, even the black spot under the ear had the same position and size." "That villager confessed to me that the oil painting was created forty years ago, but the model he imitated was indeed from an abandoned castle. It was indeed a portrait painting unearthed from there."
"You know, people with unique abilities like us all have the initial skill to detect lies, and this skill tells me that that villager wasn't lying."
Azek leaned forward, listened attentively, then clasped his hands together and remained silent for a long time.
After about five minutes, he let out a breath and said:
"Your description didn't bring back any more memories for me. Perhaps, perhaps I need to go and see that abandoned castle myself."
"Can you take me there?"
"It's my pleasure," Klein replied with anticipation. "But I need to go home first, in case my brother and sister worry."
"No problem," Azek stood up quickly.