Mystery: The Returner of the Stars

Chapter 309 Klein: Should I start fighting?

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In the evening, Klein, who had been busy in the kitchen for 10 minutes wearing an apron, just finished the pot of stewed beef brisket with potatoes, when he heard a rhythmic knock on the door.

He put down the fork for tasting the brisket, put the lid back on the pot, and leaned out halfway to look in the direction of the door.

At this point in time, it is indeed time for Benson and Melissa to come back, but they are equipped with keys, and they can just open the door when they get home, without knocking.

Could it be that Benson was in a hurry to go out today and forgot to bring his keys?
Klein thought for a few seconds, wiped his hands on the hem of the slightly oily light blue apron, and then walked out of the kitchen and came to the door.

Just in case, he cautiously asked the identity of the person knocking on the door.

"I'm Greystadt. I worked with you and Leonard on the Ince Zangwill incident in Tingen."

The man at the door spoke a familiar voice, Klein relaxed his guard a little, and opened the door with a small arc first, when he saw Greystai standing alone outside.

Only then did Klein fully open the door, and said with a smile, "Mr. Grestel, why did you suddenly come to visit my house?"

"Mr. Klein, we meet again." Greystadt said again: "This time I took the liberty to visit at home, and I really disturbed you."

"Would you like to come in first, tea or coffee?" Klein stepped aside and asked Greystadt to enter.

"It's fine to have a cup of ordinary tea. I travel outside all year round, so I don't pay too much attention to this aspect."

Greystai walked into the house, sat on the sofa, saw that Klein was still wearing an apron, and the smell of food was faintly wafting from the kitchen, she smiled lightly; "It seems that I came at the right time."

"I'm making you laugh. I got off work early today, so I cook at home and make something to eat. It's just ordinary home-cooked food."

While talking, Klein made a cup of tea for Greystadt and himself, then took off his apron and came over with the teacups.

The two drank tea and chatted for a few words, and Grestel explained the purpose of coming here today.

He wanted to invite Klein to go to South Wales with him to deal with the matter of Port Purning.

On this matter, Archbishop Anthony allowed him to pick a few people to assist him in handling it, and the first person he thought of was Klein.

"Why did you choose to invite me to South Wales?"

There was a puzzled expression in Klein's eyes. After coming to Backlund, he had no contact with this Mr. Greystadt, and his personal friendship was relatively mediocre.

Greystadt glanced at him before explaining the reason: "Because this incident has something to do with Ince Zangwill, and you have had contact with him before."

Speaking of this, he smiled and said: "Of course, this is not the main reason why I chose you, the real reason is that I think you have a kind of good luck, and this kind of good luck is what I lack. "

Klein also laughed and said, "Such a statement is too illusory."

"No, no, this is not illusory at all. When it comes to extraordinary things, some people are prone to be favored by good luck. The specific manifestation is that they can often turn dangerous situations into safety. You have fully proved it in the 008 incident This." Gresta explained patiently.

Klein was slightly relieved. He thought that Mr. Greystadt had seen something special about him.

He thought for a while, and then asked: "Since this matter is an official business, why don't you directly recruit, but pay a private visit."

Greystadt said sincerely: "I just want to give you a chance to choose freely. If it's an official call, it will save time and effort, but you don't seem to want to leave Backlund, so I chose to visit privately. "

Klein was silent for a while, then raised his head slightly and asked curiously, "How do you know that I don't want to leave Backlund?"

"From your daily life, you go home after work every day to accompany your relatives, and you haven't shown a personality that likes to go out and be lively on weekdays. Based on these, I can infer that you don't want to leave Backlund."

Seeing Klein's unnatural expression, Greystadt added: "Don't get me wrong, I didn't follow you privately, and I didn't find any private investigators to investigate you, but I just learned a lot about you from your colleagues. "

Klein's face softened slightly, but he didn't immediately answer Greystel's invitation, and the scene fell silent for a while.

Click.

It was the sound of a key turning the lock.

Before the door was fully opened, Benson's slightly exaggerated voice was heard.

"Klein, are you preparing anything delicious tonight? I smelled a stewed beef in the corridor just now."

Benson walked in, first changed his shoes that were covered with a lot of mud, and when he looked up, he saw that there were guests in the house today.

He froze for a moment, and looked at Klein.

"Benson, this is Mr. Greystall. He once helped me in Tingen and is also my colleague. He has been working in Backlund."

Klein briefly introduced a few words, and Greystadt showed a kind smile to Benson, then stood up and looked at Klein, "I will leave Backlund at eight o'clock tomorrow morning, I hope you can think about it."

After Greystel left, Benson frowned slightly and said, "Klein, are you leaving Backlund?"

Klein shook his head, "I haven't decided whether to go on a business trip, and Mr. Greystall allows me to make my own choice."

"Business trip..." Benson hesitated to speak, then looked at the kitchen and said with a smile, "Let me taste the fruits of your labor tonight first."

"Potato stewed beef brisket, I am very confident in this dish."

Klein smiled and followed Benson into the kitchen.

About ten minutes later, Melissa also came back from the academy and caught Klein and Benson in the kitchen stealing several pieces of beef brisket and potatoes in the name of tasting.

At night, Klein lay on the bed alone.

He was thinking about what Mr. Greystadt said today. Even Mr. Greystall, who hadn't had much contact with him, could see that he liked ease and was unwilling to leave Backlund to venture out.

Is it really that obvious?
He goes to work at 08:30 every day to deal with work matters, and he can go home at [-]:[-] in the evening. He only needs to work overtime when there is an emergency or an emergency.

He can take one day off every week, and he tries to arrange the rest time on Sunday, so that he can take Benson and Melissa to go out and visit the beautiful Backlund.

Such a comfortable and relaxed life is like a nine-to-five worker in the original world.

"Maybe we should really go out and take a look."

Klein already had a decision in his mind. After thinking about it for a while, he got up and went to the bathroom, and walked four steps backwards to the gray mist.

He wanted to use divination to see if his trip to South Wales would go well.

The final result of divination is: Although the process was bumpy, the result was good, and it also involved some major changes in my life.

As for possible major changes, whether it is good or bad, divination cannot be so accurate.

"Would you like to try divination for 008's whereabouts?"

Klein only thought for a few seconds before giving up on this act of death.

After all, no one knows what kind of person 008 is in the hands of, and it would be a big risk to pry rashly.

……

In the early morning, at the steam train station at [-]:[-], Greystel still waited until Klein.

There was no unexpected surprise on his face, because he knew that Klein would definitely come.

"Mr. Greystadt, you still need to take care of me along the way."

"Mr. Klein, that's what I want to tell you too." Greystad said with a smile on her face.

……

On the sea, a small ship has been sailing on the sea for more than ten days.

On the bow deck, Leonard was facing the sea, fishing with the cool sea breeze.

Since leaving Puning Port, they have been traveling on the sea, and encountered several waves of rampant pirates during the period. Unfortunately, none of them knew the exact location of the Black Emperor.

There is no way, they can only inquire and search.

"Hey, the fish in this sea are rather stupid, they just bite the bait so casually."

Leonard flicked a large fish that weighed nearly [-] kilograms onto the deck with all his strength, and pretended to casually glance at a teammate who hadn't gained anything yet.

Seeing that his face didn't seem very good-looking, and there was an obvious wry smile on the corner of his mouth, Leonard felt much happier,

Dengdeng.

There was a sound of footsteps on the deck. Leonard put down his fishing rod and looked at Ms. Eliya who came out of the captain's cabin.

Illya glanced at Leonard and another teammate before slowly saying: "There is news from the church that the members of the investigation team who stayed in Puning Harbor are in trouble, and they can't even deliver the news normally."

Having trouble?
The first thought in Leonard's mind was to be thankful that he did not choose to stay in Puning Port, and the second thought was to worry about the situation of his teammates.

Leonard tentatively asked: "Ms. Ilya, do you think we were deliberately lured out of Puning Harbor?"

"Well, this matter is indeed a coincidence, and coincidence and chance are the most hurdles we need to overcome in this investigation."

Ilya also felt this way, especially after leaving Puning Harbor.

Another team member said: "Then we return to Puning Port now?"

"That's why I'm here to find you."

As soon as Illya finished speaking, the shadow of a ship appeared at the far end of the sea and sky.

When the ship gradually approached, Leonard and the others saw clearly that the ship was the Black Emperor they had been looking for so hard.

Leonard said with an extremely solemn expression: "Is this also a coincidence that was arranged?"

Hearing this, Ilya's complexion also changed slightly, but her gaze was still full of calmness and confidence.

"Whether it is a coincidence or not, we should not pass up this opportunity."

(End of this chapter)