Mystery: I'm secretly opening my vest

Chapter 62 Fate's Beloved 26
Following the regularity of three longs and two shorts, Hugh Dilcha knocked on the wooden door in front of him.

With a creak, the wooden door swung open.

Five people filed in, and when Audrey entered the room, she had already entered the state of 'audience'.

At this moment, a lot of people were sitting scattered inside the house, many of them were still wearing hooded black robes to cover their faces, but some of them sat in the hall without any cover.

Compared with the Extraordinary party at the 'Brave Bar', the party held by Mr. A was brighter.

This is also because Mr. A has great strength, he is a Sequence 5 'Shepherd' of the Aurora Society, the most powerful existence under the demigod.

In Backlund where fish and dragons are mixed together, the Aurora Society is a very useful knife. This group of lunatics, as long as the money is in place, any scapegoat can be pinned on them.

Of course, all of them would not reject anyone who came, thinking that this was a good opportunity to promote the reputation of the 'True Creator'.

It's a pity that the Aurora Society, an evil secret organization, is synonymous with mental abnormalities and beauty that are different from ordinary people in the eyes of the public, which perfectly interprets what is called "snake spirit disease".

"The person sitting on the single sofa in the center is the organizer of this party, Mr. A. He is a very powerful Extraordinary."

Forsi lowered her voice and introduced to the three noble children, her tone was not as lazy and joking as usual, and seemed extraordinarily dignified.Although she is salty, she also knows who cannot be messed with.

"There used to be extraordinary people from Sequence 8 and even Sequence 7 who wanted to attack Mr. A, but they all disappeared."

Hugh Dilcha's words caused Viscount Grelint to show a surprised expression, and he sincerely praised:

"It's really a powerful Extraordinary."

Audrey is very calm. She is someone who has seen the world. As a member of the Tarot Club, no matter how powerful Mr. A is, he cannot compare with the revived Mr. Fool.

She just felt that Mr. A's eyes were full of malice when he looked at her, like a slippery loach, which made Audrey's skin crawl all over.

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'Uncle McDonald's' Klein patiently listened to the children around him telling stories in his ears one after another, most of them were trivial things.

For example, Mrs. Helen, the widow next door, has recently gained weight, and her waistline has become thicker, or the Jamie and his wife fight every night, making others unable to sleep.

This made Klein very helpless, but he still praised their stories in an exaggerated tone, and kept his promise to reward them with the candy in the box.

Just when Klein thought that there would be no other gains today, a short girl in tattered clothes attracted his attention.

Of course, such children are not uncommon in West Street, most of them are ragged and dirty.

Because of long-term malnutrition, their arms and legs are as thin as bamboo poles, and their bodies are full of the smell of dried sweat and musty smell of damp clothes.

The little girl standing in front of Klein didn't have these smells on her body. Even though she wiped a few dusts on her face, she could still clearly see the pair of bright, transparent, crystal-like black pupils, as if she had just drunk General Klein under the 'Seer' potion.

The girl was a little timid, and she was a little afraid to look at Klein dressed as a 'clown'. Even though Klein's attitude could be considered very friendly, the clown's face covered in white dye and flaming red lips still made her Involuntarily shrank back.

"Isn't this the freak at the old witch's house on the corner?"

"Can fools tell stories?"

The children who had already received candies from Klein burst into laughter when they saw the little girl's appearance.

Hearing the laughter from around, the little girl lowered her head, her hands tightly grasped the skirt around her, her lips trembled involuntarily, she looked extremely frightened, as if she was about to collapse at any moment.

witch?Freak?

Hearing the laughter around him, Klein immediately remembered Ademisor, the natural 'monster' he met in the 'Dragon Bar'.

The feeling that this little girl gave Klein was very similar to that of Ademisor, and she was probably born with a solidified half of Sequence 9, with super inspiration.

The man's sixth sense told Klein that this little girl would be the breakthrough point for many death cases involving extraordinary factors in Tingen City.

"Good boy, don't disturb Uncle McDonald's when I listen to stories."

Klein tilted his head slightly, put his red fingers up against his mouth, and made a 'shh' motion.

The ability of the 'clown' controlled the muscles of Klein's face to make a terrifying expression, which made the children around him shudder and scatter.

In the originally bustling open space, only Klein and the little girl were left in place.

"I...I can feel that you are a good man, Mr. Clown. But... it's really scary." The little girl said timidly with her head lowered.

"I'm only scary to bad kids, you're good kids."

Klein slightly bent his knees, and placed the box full of candies in front of the little girl:
"You can start telling your story."

The little girl looked at the box full of candies and swallowed subconsciously. She hadn't eaten for two days since her grandma died.

"Grandma died and I saw black gas gushing out of her mouth."

This girl is the granddaughter of the Tingen serial murder victim?

Black gas, is it a curse or some kind of poison?
Klein's eyes fell on the girl's immature face, carefully observing the changes in her expression.

The girl's eyes flickered, she seemed a little hesitant, and a little confused:

"On the night when grandma left, I had a dream. In the dream, there was a gray-blue two-story house with no flowers and plants around it. It was dark and eerie. I cried there and kept calling for grandma. , but grandma never came back again, I saw grandma's mouth wriggling, as if she wanted to say something, but she couldn't speak, and then... Then her body was like a piece of meat, decays quickly."

As the little girl spoke, she cried aloud, blinked her eyes, and the teardrops dripped down on the box.

"Where is that house?"

Klein tore off the wrapping paper of a candy, stuffed it into the little girl's mouth, and asked softly.

"I don't know, I just saw a river running around that house in my dream."

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