Mystery: When the Fool Meets the Masked Fool

Chapter 183 Threatening Letter

Huh? Is this talking to me?

Yinzhi blinked slightly dully.

Although he had thought about being rejected, he had never thought that such a question would be a provocation.

"Why, are you surprised? Or do you think everyone will play house with you?" Looking at Yinzhi's current state, the red-haired man's face was full of sarcasm. "I think you probably need more help. You need to have your head checked out."

"Or, you could go to the church nursery? It should be more suitable for your IQ."

"No, I just feel that you need help." Yinzhi stroked her chest with one hand and said sincerely.

After a moment of shock, he immediately adjusted his mindset. On his journey to pursue pure beauty, he had heard countless mockeries. Initially, he had simply been skeptical of the other party's unprovoked ridicule.

"Of course, of course. You're right, I need help." The red-haired man shook his hair. "Let me think about it. I need one Beyonder characteristic of 'Conqueror'. Of course, two is better, and three is the best. Um... If you still have the energy to spare, how about giving me the 'uniqueness' of the Red Sacrifice Path as well?"

"Well, it's in the hands of the Church of Knowledge and Wisdom. But there's no Church of Knowledge in Loen. Perhaps you could ask Night, Storm, Steam... Oh, and the newest Church of Pleasure."

The red-haired man's tone was full of sarcasm, and more importantly, Yinzhi felt as if something in his heart was trying to provoke his emotions.

Perhaps it was some kind of extraordinary ability that could make people angry. Combined with the words of the man in front of him, it was indeed difficult for people to remain calm.

If someone else were here, they might simply walk away and not offer any help. A less tolerant person might even go to the church and report the presence of an evil spirit.

But Yinzhi is obviously not an ordinary person.

"Are you reminding me to go to church? Why?" Yinzhi suppressed the inexplicable emotions that surged in her heart and grasped the key points of the man's words.

Before the man could reply, the left side of his face suddenly cracked and a mouth grew out.

"Hahaha, how come the great Red Angel would also be kind-hearted?" Sarcastic words came out of that mouth.

"Don't say that. He is the great God of War. Does he understand what it means for God to love the world?" Opposite to that mouth, the man also grew a mouth on his right cheek, which performed a duet with the mouth on his left cheek, and his tone was full of sarcasm.

The Red Angel Medici's forehead couldn't help but bulge, and flames suddenly burned on the tongues of his two mouths.

But those two mouths continued chattering.

"Oh my god, you didn't think we were the only ones feeling the pain, did you?"

"What if He just likes the feeling of being burned by flames? If He wasn't a masochist, why would He stay with us? It can't be because He can't leave us, right?"

"How is that possible? He is the great King of Angels, how could he be unable to deal with two mere angels?"

"What if He is betrayed and abandoned? After all, this is a necessary sacrifice..."

"That's enough. If you two want to be contaminated, find a way to leave."

As a pure and beautiful knight, Yinzhi was very gentlemanly and did not interrupt the quarrel between the three-in-one hot pot people in front of him.

But after listening for a while, he finally understood. It seemed to be saying that there was some kind of "contamination" in him, which made the man in front of him, called the "Red Angel", very taboo.

So that's how it is. If he causes trouble to others, it's his own problem. No wonder the man in front of him mocked him so much.

Yinzhi quickly found the problem in herself.

"So that's how it is. I'm sorry for affecting you." Yinzhi touched his chest and bowed to the red angel evil spirit in front of him.

But Medici was busy arguing with the other two angels and ignored Yinzhi, not even looking at him.

"Why don't the Three-in-One look for their own problems? Two angels being beaten by me alone, why don't you look for your own problems? I was born with angelic status, so why don't you look for your own problems?"

"Then why are you still with us? Aren't you trying hard enough?"

"Hasn't it been like this for so many years? Don't just talk nonsense. Look for your own reasons sometimes."

Seeing that the three of them were arguing so fiercely that they had no time to pay attention to her, Yinzhi bowed again and turned to leave the basement.

Go find the church? He remembered.

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When we returned to Minsk Street in Cherwood, it was already completely dark, and the light of the gas street lamps was even brighter than the vague red moon in the sky.

After a day of free food and drinks at Cragg, Klein, with Padoo on his shoulder, walked back to the outside of house number 15 in the cold, damp air. Today at the Cragg Club, Padoo received a small gift from a doctor.

It was a jelly-like crystal. It was said that it came from a lame little boy and was a gift from the boy to thank the doctor for curing him.

Later, the doctor thought Paddo was very cute and gave her the baby.

Direct divination, this is the extraordinary characteristic of the "Lucky One", and is Sequence Seven of the Monster Path.

Today's free meal was lobster. Although the quantity was limited, Klein was still very satisfied.

High-end clubs are different. They offer free meals and allow pets to eat and drink together. If Klein hadn't met a wealthy woman while working on a commission, he wouldn't have been able to enter such a club.

However, Klein had a hunch that if he continued to eat and drink for free, he would be kicked out sooner or later.

"Why don't you just enjoy it to the fullest before you kick it out?" Pado suggested.

She ate too much and now she is a little unsteady on her feet.

"You make a lot of sense." Klein returned home and habitually checked his mailbox, pulling out a copy of the Backlund Evening News, which had just been delivered.

He took the newspaper, opened the door and went into the house. Just as he put down his cane, he suddenly felt something was wrong.

His diviner's spiritual intuition told him that a stranger had entered his home.

Hmm? Klein couldn't help but raise an eyebrow.

The valuables in my house are either carried on my person or placed on the gray fog.

The thieves came in and took nothing except the worthless furniture.

Klein came to the sofa and found a letter on the coffee table.

There should have been only newspapers there.

It seems that it is not a thief, but someone who comes to provoke.

Klein's spirituality was suddenly touched, and he felt as if he had suddenly heard the spiritual remnants of the "Magician" Beyonder characteristic that had not been fully digested.

If you are afraid of the Bull Demon, just attack directly!

This is the spiritual remnant from Master Luo.

Klein gathered his thoughts and walked into the living room, constantly on guard against attack, and moved closer to the coffee table. Throughout the entire process, the surroundings were silent and there was no abnormality at all.

After looking down at the letter for a few seconds, Klein first took off the Padre from his shoulder and held it in front of the letter.

This is how lucky people use it correctly.

If there is a problem with the envelope, there is a high probability that a sudden gust of wind will blow the letter away.

After seeing no response, Klein took out a pair of black gloves and put them on before picking it up and opening it.

If Master Luo’s spirit in heaven saw this scene, he would surely jump up and down with excitement.

Inside the envelope was a thin piece of letter paper. After unfolding it, a dark red color immediately caught Klein's eyes, and a faint smell of blood lingered in his nose.

On the letter paper, a line of words was written in coagulated blood:
"You will pay for your actions! You will die miserably!"

Klein blinked.

Where did the sand dollar come from?
He took the letter to the sofa, sat down, closed his eyes and performed a dream divination.

In a hazy and illusory dream, Klein saw a man feeding a black dog, the same one he had killed.

The scene changed, and Klein saw a man sitting in front of a mirror. The image in the mirror showed Klein beating the demon dog to death.

The scene changed again, showing a man sneaking into Klein's house and placing a piece of letter on the coffee table.

Then the man climbed up to the second floor and hid in the living room.

(End of this chapter)