Mystery: Big Alarm Clock Ghroth Path

Chapter 94 Cleaning up the traces and starting again
Before leaving, Roger used the reasoning ability granted by the "Decryptor Glasses" to quickly clean up the scene, and at the same time selectively tore out those things in the notes that were unfavorable to Klein and himself.

This operation makes it impossible for later users to infer the corresponding information from the logical relationship of the context.

He was not afraid that the Nighthawks would use divination or spiritualism to conduct reverse detection, because the level of 0-08 was too high and these methods were completely useless.

By then, they would only know that some unidentified individuals were involved in Ince Zangwill's plan, but they would not know who they were.

As for why Ince Zangwill left the notes behind, it would most likely be interpreted as a provocative act, which would undoubtedly anger the Nighthawks and put a lot of pressure on him.

Without 0-08's help, Roger was curious to see how long the former archbishop of the Church of the Evernight Goddess could survive.

After doing this, Roger used "Benjamin's Gloves" to leave the building where "Blackthorn Security Company" was located, rolled the "Traveler's Dice" that had returned to normal twice in a dark alley, and returned to No. 4 Daffodil Street.

On one occasion he had the misfortune of mistakenly entering the public restroom of the Minston Hotel, but luckily no one was there.

"Why are you back again?"

Bandit was no longer surprised by Roger's "teleportation".

"Stop talking. I'm too late for the performance."

Roger waved his hand, quickly changed his clothes, and took a taxi back to the dock area.

Seeing Roger come back, Mr. Faye breathed a sigh of relief:
"Where have you been? The show's about to start."

"Sorry, I had something happen at home just now, but I've finished it now."

Roger whispered an apology, returned to his own lead singer position, and began today's performance.

……

When Dunn Smith regained consciousness, he was already lying in the hospital.

Seeing him open his eyes, Leonard, who was guarding on the side, hurried forward.

"Captain, you finally woke up."

"what happened?"

Dunn only vaguely remembered falling into a coma and didn't remember anything after that.

Leonard was silent for a moment, then sighed.

He finally decided to tell Dunn Smith the fragmentary things the Nighthawks had learned from the notes.

When he mentioned that Klein had died in the line of duty, his voice was almost choked with tears. Dunn lowered his head and fell into a long silence.

"Leonard."

When Dunn raised his head again, Leonard saw that his eyes were also a little red.

"I want some peace and quiet."

"it is good."

Leonard didn't say much. He consciously left the ward and quietly stood guard at the door.

……

A few days later, at Raphael Cemetery.

Dunn, who had been discharged from the hospital, buried the coffin containing Klein's body not far from Frye together with Leonard, Conley and others.

Benson, standing nearby, seemed to have aged ten years, while Melissa's lips had lost all color.

Because Klein died in the line of duty, Benson and Melissa received a pension of 6000 gold pounds.

But this did not make them happy at all, because to them, no amount of money could compare to Klein's life.

Metersbonwe also stood nearby. Klein's good friend and neighbor also had a heavy expression and said nothing.

The tombstone before him bore a black-and-white photo of Klein, exuding a strong scholarly air.

His epitaph, like Frye's, is brief, consisting of only three sentences:

"The best brother;"

“The best brother;”

“The best colleague.”

After the pastor's eulogy and the prayers of relatives and friends, soil began to fill and cover the black coffin little by little.

The funeral ended with this.

"Officer Dunn, what are your plans next?"

Roger asked as they were leaving the cemetery.

Because they had worked together to handle Klein's funeral arrangements over the past few days, the distance between the two of them had become much closer.

"Inherit Klein's wishes and live well...

"Then, avenge him as soon as possible."

Dunn whispered, and then asked Roger: "What about you?"

"I don't know, maybe I'll go travel and relax."

Roger sighed and said nothing more.

……

into the night.

The stone slab belonging to Crane's grave was turned over, and a slightly pale hand stretched out from the soil.

With a loud "whoosh," the stone slab and the coffin lid were pushed open, and Klein Moretti sat up with a confused look in his eyes.

He lowered his head and unbuttoned his clothes, and saw that the wound on his chest that Roger had previously stabbed was healing rapidly, along with his broken heart.

It was just like the previous crossing, only slower and more difficult.

"It seems that this time travel really has something to it..."

Just as Klein was sighing inwardly, he suddenly heard a familiar voice.

"woke up?"

This startled Klein slightly.

He turned his head and saw Roger sitting by his own grave, drinking a half-bottle of red wine under the illumination of a red moon, while Bandit, with spiritual eyes, was lying at his feet.

"What the hell..."

Seeing Roger, Klein's anger suddenly erupted. He tried to rush forward and strangle Roger, but he fell to the ground again after taking just two steps.

"You haven't eaten in a few days, so you must be feeling weak. Put on your clothes first, and let's find a place to eat and talk."

Upon hearing this, Klein glared at Roger for a long time, but he didn't see a trace of fear in the latter's eyes.

After a while, he shook his head:

"Well, now you're the only one who can help me figure out what's going on."

Klein leaned over, picked up the expensive formal suit Melissa had left for him, and put it on.

"Where are we going now?" Klein stamped his foot. He felt that his image must be very bad.

“Put on this mask, input spirituality, and then imagine a person who does not exist in reality in your mind, and you will become that person.

"It will keep you from being noticed," Roger replied.

"Magical item?"

Klein nodded. He imagined a celebrity named Cruise from his past life, and soon he looked like him.

"Don't be so handsome, change it, it's too conspicuous."

Roger almost spit out the red wine in his mouth and quickly waved his hand.

Klein was stunned for a moment, then immediately transformed into the appearance of another foreign blogger he had followed in his previous life.

"That's okay."

Roger stood up, put down the bottle, and picked up his bag.

"follow me."

"Where are you going?" Klein asked suspiciously.

"Dock, let's go to Backlund."

"Backlund? I need to go back to see Ben..."

The word "Benson" just came to Klein's lips, but he swallowed it back again.

He had already realized by now that he was already dead.

Resurrection from the dead is an extremely sensitive matter for the traditional parish of the Church of the Evernight Goddess. Once Klein returns home, it will definitely bring endless trouble to Benson and Melissa.

I can't keep up this mask forever and say I'm a friend of Klein Moretti, right?

"Get it? You have no choice now."

Roger smiled and said, "Me too, actually."

When the two of them came to the main road, Roger stopped a cab and said, "Go to the dock."

Along the way, he explained the whole story to Klein using the words he had prepared in advance, but he concealed the information about the transaction with the high-level gods.

Because this information is too dangerous for Klein.

To sum it up in one sentence:

You are special and have your own mission. You cannot continue to stay in the Goddess Church, as that will limit your development.

Faced with such rhetoric, Klein did not refute it.

After all, he came back to life twice in a row!
"You knew I would come back alive, didn't you?"

Klein looked at Roger and asked.

"Well, because I'm as special as you are."

After saying this, he made a silent gesture, and then extended his hand again:
"Reintroduce yourself, my name is Roger Abraham."

"Roger Abraham..."

Klein repeated this thought silently twice before reluctantly extending his hand and shaking Roger's.

The carriage soon arrived at the dock. After Roger paid the fee, he took Klein to the "Desert Island" bar.

"Hey, Baleno, who is this?" Faye was a little surprised to see Roger, who was on vacation, come back again.

"Well, you can just call him Sherlock. Please give us two deluxe seafood paellas."

This wasn't just Klein's favorite food; Roger also quite liked it.

"Benelu?"

After Faye walked away, Klein rolled his eyes. He was simply too exhausted to complain about Roger's vest.

"Well, Baleno Jones."

Roger laughed and stood up to pour himself some water.

Faye quickly brought over two servings of luxurious paella. Klein, who hadn't eaten for several days, devoured them like a wolf. Even Roger was stunned by the scene.

"Eat slowly."

Roger gave some instructions, then stood up and asked Faye:
"Mr. Faye, is there a ship going to Backlund later?"

"You're going to Backlund again?" Faye was stunned when he heard that.

"Well, I'll be back soon. I won't delay our business."

Roger added, "It would be best if we had a passenger ship with a private cabin, because I'm traveling with Bandit."

"Just right."

Faye thought for a moment and said:

"An old friend of mine's cargo ship just docked the day before yesterday. He's currently resting at the Fisherman's Inn and will be heading to Backlund around six in the morning.

"If you don't mind that he has a lot of cargo on board, I can talk to him and give you a ride for free."

Hearing Faye's words, Roger replied gratefully:

"Thank you so much, if it's really inconvenient, I can pay for it."

"no, I'm fine."

Faye waved her hand: "I'll treat you and Brother Sherlock to dinner too."

After all, Roger is his mainstay, so he has to take care of this little thing.

After dinner, Roger and Klein chatted idly. When dawn arrived, they boarded Mr. Faye's friend's cargo ship and arrived at Backlund's Tussock River freight hub around 2 p.m.

"Where to go now?"

Klein asked. This was his first time in Backlund since crossing over, and the magnificent scenery on the other side of the river was a bit overwhelming.

“Go wherever you want to go, and go your separate ways first. I won’t interfere with you.

"By the way, here's a check for 5000 pounds. You can deposit it once you've got a bank account set up.

"Take the flowers first, and ask me for more if you don't have enough."

This was part of the Qilingos bounty that Roger had previously obtained from Audrey.

The "justice" lady deposited the money into an anonymous account he had set up, and then Roger transferred it to his personal account and wrote a check.

"5000 gold pounds???"

Klein's mouth opened wide.

Although he had previously received a remittance of 300 gold pounds from Miss Justice, it was still a drop in the bucket compared to the 5000 gold pounds.

He could naturally guess where the money came from, but what he didn't expect was that Roger was really willing to share the money with him.

Klein's original dissatisfaction with Roger disappeared at this moment.

This brother can get along!

He really gave money...

　Today ends, the Tingen arc concludes. Tomorrow begins the Backlund arc.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)