Secret: Storm Pigeons are still Storm Pigeons

Chapter 96 I don't believe that everyone has secrets
At 11 o'clock in the evening, Old Blue returned to the hotel he rented, and then returned to the Chaos Puddle. It was safer here to think and make plans.

"Huh..." Old Bruce breathed a sigh of relief, lying on the dining table in his own "puddle", feeling the "little sun" hanging in the sky, and sighed in his heart:
"Klein has stolen the power of '3-0782'... It seems that after I left, Tingen's story has not deviated from the original line. That's good. It should be in time...

"That drop of 'Sun God Blood' not only gave the kitchen knife a portion of 'No Darkness', but also gave it an extra extraordinary power to complement the 'No Darkness' in the puddle... It's worthy of being 'God Blood'!
"Klein's fighting power is too strong now. Even if I'm not in Tingen, Madam Sharon will be nailed to death by the 'Spear of No Darkness', right? He should be able to protect himself when facing some conspiracies...

"As for me, Qi Lingos shouldn't show up again, so... he must be at Baron Gramiel's house. Ha, I can kill him anytime I want. It's so convenient.

"It's just that... the Psychological Alchemy Society and the military... how can we avoid the trap and take the bait...

"Or, eat the hunter too..."

Xiao Fu lay beside the dining table, looked up at the increasingly scorching sun, and the completely suppressed black cross beside him... then looked at the old man who was lost in thought, and the rolling gray fog around him...

Oh, I'm used to it. Coming here is like going home... Then, she leaned towards the old man and fell asleep peacefully.

……

Inside a house with a red chimney.

Ince Zangwill looked at the words on the notebook in front of him, his lips tightly pursed, his facial features as deep as a statue squeezed together, and his expression was extremely ugly.

The classical feather pen was not dipped in ink, but the words were clearly written:
"Klein Moretti, who should have lost control due to schizophrenia, was cured by Old Blue using the power of the sun! This old man is not only proficient in the use of the 'No Darkness', but also has his own understanding of the power of the 'Notary'!

“Even if Ince Zangwill exerts his full strength, he cannot fight against or kill a ‘Dark One’ without the cooperation of Alesuhod’s Pen!

"He tampered with the telegram received by the Mandated Punisher and used tricks to transfer old Blue, who had the fighting power of a demigod. The next one is Azik Eggers.

“I didn’t expect the situation in Tingen to suddenly change!
“I don’t know what’s wrong with the three churches. They are investigating extraordinary events and kidnapping cases one district at a time. At this rate, even if they can’t find Ince Zangwill, Megose will be exposed soon!
"The descendants of the evil god will not allow official extraordinary people to pose any threat to the mother body or themselves! It will inevitably cause large-scale pollution, loss of control, and even premature birth!

"No! In Ince Zangwill's plan, this occult bomb would be meaningless if it didn't explode at the Blackthorn Security Company!

"Dunn Smith was a little dazed, but thanks to the 'acting method' revealed by Klein Moretti, he did not fall to the edge of losing control!
"Ince Zangwill is so unlucky... No, it's not all luck, there's a big problem with his script! If everything was handed over to Alesu..."

A slightly pale hand grabbed his trembling quill again, trembling a little, and wanted to start writing immediately, but didn't know where to start.

“Why is it so difficult to write the story of Tingen? Why are there so many surprises?

"Klein Moretti... an ordinary Nighthawk, why doesn't he die every time?

"Old Blue... He was so ordinary before, but his son lost control immediately after meeting the offspring of the evil god. I never saw him have so many ways...

"Dunn Smith... he can't die yet. He must die at the right time...

"Let's kill all his team members first... let him continue to consume those characteristics... the 'Unsleeping' path..."

The papers flipped quickly, and the names of the "Sleepless" pathways appeared one by one...

"Leonard Mitchell... doesn't he have a secret?"...

Leonard Mitchell has no secrets, he just carries an old man with him. Recently, the old man has been a little rude to him and often laughs at him... But he is much smarter than him and has more experience...

"Old man, what does the inverted pyramid mausoleum mean? Why would the descendants of the god of death appear in a small town outside Tingen?"

"...Um, I don't know."

"Really?" Leonard was a little confused. He didn't know why, but he intuitively thought that the old man might be fooling him...

……

The next day was Wednesday, August 8th.

Klein went out with the gold-inlaid cane. He clearly felt that the coachman was more polite to him, and the passengers in the carriage were also more friendly.

"Clothes really make the man..."

He stroked the gold-inlaid cane head, feeling a little uncomfortable. Benson still used an ordinary cane, not even inlaid with silver. After returning home yesterday, in order to celebrate his improved fighting power, he gave the silver-inlaid cane to Benson, so that his brother would be more confident when going out to discuss business.

Benson and Melissa were both impressed. Klein had found a good job. The salary was so high that he could afford a gold-plated cane...

Klein did not deny this, but for the time being, he decided not to say that it was sent by Old Blue... The peppers and rice had once again made his brother and sister look at him in a strange way...

"Gold... is the metal of the sun. Perhaps I can add the power of the kitchen knife to the cane... This way I can hide the existence of the kitchen knife..."

He tried it and the result was quite good. Now the cane could show a certain extraordinary power, which further improved his understanding of the ability of the kitchen knife. Of course, the cane was also resisted by the kitchen knife...

This made Klein laugh. Sometimes the little kitchen knife was very smart, but sometimes it couldn't tell that the cane was its child... Uh, this analogy is a little wrong...

"Good morning, Klein. The chili you gave me yesterday, um, is terrible! It's too spicy! I can't eat it at all! And it's not very tasty..." Luo Shan greeted as usual, and then started complaining.

"...Good morning. Can you tell me how you cook?" Klein asked curiously.

"Well, I fried it in oil. I fried a plate of it. Ahem, it's still a bit choking when I think about it now. I cut some with a knife and fork... It's so spicy and not tasty..."

"…" Shit! Klein was stunned. He didn't expect that peppers could be eaten like this! This wasn't the kind of green pepper. Green peppers could be fried to make tiger skin peppers, which were also delicious. But this kind of red pepper was a seasoning! Didn't I explain it clearly enough yesterday?
"It's just a seasoning. You need to use it when cooking. Um, cooking, you know? Forget it, stew it. When stewing, fry a few first, cut them up and fry them if necessary, then add water and so on..."

"...Klein, I didn't expect you to be such a good cook. Can you treat us to a meal later? The cooking you mentioned..." Luo Shan's eyes lit up, her purpose was obvious. Just treat us to a meal.

It's not impossible to eat for free in such a blatant way...

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