Mystery: Big Alarm Clock Ghroth Path

Chapter 36 A premonition of danger

Time flies and it is Wednesday afternoon.

In a three-story detached building in the western district of Tingen City, nearly a hundred men and women gathered in the banquet hall on the first floor, laughing and talking.

Almost all of them were dressed formally and appropriately, and a few officials from Tingen City could be vaguely seen among them.

"Mr. Hannibal, have you heard? The executive director of the Stray Animal Protection Association to be established today is Mr. Metersbonwe, the fortune teller that Mr. Willis brought with him earlier."

A young lady with long straight brown hair and a green dress lowered her voice and spoke mysteriously to the people around her.

"real or fake?"

The middle-aged man named Hannibal was obviously stunned when he heard this:
"I've heard of Mr. Bangwei's great name and visited him several times at the Divination Club in Tingen, hoping he could help me with stock investment advice... but Mr. Bangwei has mysteriously disappeared and hasn't shown up since.

"In the end, I had to ask for help from another fortune teller who has recently become famous in the fortune telling club, which avoided unnecessary losses."

"Really? What's the gentleman's name?" A young lady nearby immediately asked eagerly.

Because the news that Mr. Willis found little James through the divination club spread widely in the noble circles of Tingen City, it indirectly triggered a wave of enthusiasm for divination research.

"That gentleman's name is Mr. Klein...Mr. Moretti!"

Hannibal's tone suddenly rose in the second half of his sentence, and he waved towards the door of the banquet hall, as if greeting someone.

Everyone's eyes immediately turned to the direction he was looking at, and saw a young man wearing a formal suit, a half-high silk hat, black hair and brown eyes, of medium build, and with a distinct scholarly air walking towards them.

Behind him followed a young girl in a long skirt and an older man who looked at least 50% similar to him and was obviously a brother.

"Mr. Moretti, I didn't expect to meet you here."

Hannibal took the initiative to step forward and shook hands warmly with Klein.

"This is all the guidance of fate."

Klein smiled and replied in an unfathomable, charlatan tone.

"Friends, please allow me to introduce you to Mr. Klein Moretti, the fortune teller I just mentioned."

Hannibal took the initiative to introduce Klein to everyone, and then looked at the two people behind Klein with some curiosity.

"Excuse me, what are the names of this gentleman and lady?"

"This is my eldest brother, Benson, and this is our sister, Melissa."

Klein introduced the two men, and Benson immediately and skillfully went over to join him in shaking hands with the gentlemen and ladies present.

Melissa also received greetings from the two young ladies.

She was a little reserved at first, but then she remembered her mission to expand her social circle and find a girlfriend for Benson, so she tried to chat with them.

Seeing that all the guests had arrived and the atmosphere had reached a critical point, a waiter in a tuxedo accompanied Mr. Willis onto the stage.

As Mr. Willis clapped his hands, the venue suddenly became quiet, and everyone looked at this successful coal and steel businessman from Conston City in Jianhai County.

"Ladies and gentlemen, friends, thank you very much for attending the founding ceremony of the Tingen City Stray Animal Protection Association today. I am William Willis, from Constantin, Jianhai County..."

Mr. Willis first briefly introduced his background and his company's business, and then switched the topic to the original intention and purpose of establishing the "Tingen City Stray Animal Protection Association".

"Next, let's welcome my close friend, the association's executive director, initiator, and founder, Mr. Metersbonwe, to introduce the association's operating model and personnel arrangements!"

Following Mr. Willis's gaze, the hundreds of people from all walks of life present turned their heads to the right.

He was a tall young gentleman wearing a brown formal coat, matching trousers, black pointed leather shoes, and a black vest. His different-colored wide-brimmed hat looked a bit awkward at first glance, but upon closer inspection, it was inexplicably coordinated with his entire attire.

"This is said to be the famous fortune teller." "Seeing is believing. I didn't expect him to be such a young gentleman. He is truly a promising young man."

"So handsome..."

Roger's appearance immediately attracted the attention of everyone in the audience. Many people showed enthusiasm far greater than when they met Mr. Willis before, and began to whisper.

Vincent didn't come...

Roger quickly glanced around the audience, came to a conclusion in his mind, and said with a smile:
"Thank you all for your presence today. My name is Metersbonwe. Now, let me introduce the various charters of the Tingen Stray Animal Protection Association in detail..."

Because of the potion he took, Roger's memory was far superior to that of an ordinary person. He recounted in detail all the association's noteworthy features and highlights, as well as its contributions to social welfare.

These are mature systems originating from the Internet information age, so many knowledgeable business people and even government officials present were listening attentively, nodding their heads slightly and thinking deeply.

The characteristics of the "conspicuous bag" coupled with Roger's meticulous planning and excellent eloquence made the atmosphere on the scene quite lively. People applauded from time to time, and some even expressed their willingness to donate to the association.

Even Benson, Klein, and Melissa were listening intently.

“I didn’t expect Meters to be so powerful.” Melissa whispered.

"yes……"

Klein also sighed, but halfway through his words, a strange feeling suddenly came over him.

It was an inexplicable palpitation.

For a true "fortune teller" like him, it is almost impossible to have unfounded intuitive premonitions.

"Could it be a spiritual warning?"

Thinking of this, Klein's expression immediately became serious.

"What's wrong, Klein?"

Noticing the change in her brother's expression, Melissa asked in surprise.

"No, it's okay. I suddenly felt very hungry and needed to get some cookies."

Klein nodded to his sister, then turned and pretended to walk towards the tea and snack counter.

"There is danger here, there is danger here..."

Klein walked, muttering to himself, and calmly took out a one-penny coin and tossed it into the air.

"Snapped."

Klein clasped his palms together, caught the coin, and opened it to take a look.

Head of the King, front view.

His nerves immediately tensed up, and he quickly walked around to the tea counter and picked up a biscuit, but his eyes quickly scanned the scene.

"Next, Mr. Willis and I will jointly cut the ribbon for the opening of the association."

The atmosphere on the scene reached its climax as a pair of glittering, oversized specially made brass scissors was presented to Roger and Mr. Willis.

People were cheering and applauding, completely unaware that at the back of the crowd, a man in a gray coat with his hat brim pulled down pulled a pistol from his pocket and pointed it at Roger.

"not good!"

Klein's heart trembled, and he immediately ran towards the man!

(End of this chapter)