People are in the heavens, wealth can rival a country

Chapter 165 The Devil's New Prophecy
Mr. A picked up the newspaper, went to the location designated by Mr. Rhett, and saw a small notice.

"Sherlock Moriarty, a private investigator who is good at handling various matters, charges a reasonable fee, strictly abides by the principle of confidentiality, and lives at 15 Minsk Street, Jorwood District."

He put down the newspaper and said, "How is this person's strength?"

"Seer path, Sequence 8." Mr. Reid said skillfully: "However, there may be someone protecting him, and there is a high probability that it will be a Sequence 5 of the heterogeneous path."

"Resentful soul." Mr. A was silent for a moment: "This is not easy to deal with."

"I'll add more money." Mr. Rhett said: "How about twenty thousand gold pounds? Pay four thousand gold pounds in advance, and you can come to me after the matter is completed, and I will give you the final payment."

Mr. A: "."

It was so bold, and for a moment, I didn't know how to react.

Twenty thousand pounds?Yesterday's assassination of Master Intis was only ten thousand pounds.

This task is obviously much simpler than assassinating the master. No matter what, I don't need to think about how to sneak into a well-guarded noble party, let alone how to escape after the event is completed.

Moreover, the difficulty of killing a Seer is much lower than killing a Sequence 6 Conspirator.

"... want cash." Mr. A finally said something in a low voice.

Originally, he planned to slaughter this fat sheep after the rally, but now it seems that it doesn't matter if he lets the other party live another day.

Don't don't want the free money. My plan in Backlund really needs a lot of money.

Mr. Reid said with a smile: "It's a pleasant cooperation."

Finally returned to the residence under the escort of Mr. A, Mr. Reid stood in front of the window of the house, watching the extraordinary man return to the carriage and disappear into the crowd.

Then, his feet softened and he knelt down on the ground.

"Scared me!"

Cold sweat broke out from his body crazily, his face was extremely pale for a moment, and he gasped heavily for a long time before he could speak: "Is this the oppressive force of a high-sequence transcendent? Every moment facing him, I thought I was about to be eaten."

"Eating it literally, I can feel his desire for flesh and blood, and I can feel the fear from every inch of my skin and every cell."

"He's not yet a high-sequencer." Tang Sen said flatly from the side: "Of course, your feeling is right. If he wants to attack you, you will definitely be eaten alive."

"The transcendents of the secret prayer path are all good at playing with flesh and blood."

Mr. Reid smiled bitterly: "If you weren't standing next to me, I'm afraid I wouldn't even have the courage to look him in the eye, Raleigh, I'm really not good at this kind of thing."

"No, you are very good at it." Tang Sen encouraged, "Not everyone can maintain their posture under such great pressure and fear."

"In this regard, your talent is very high."

Mr. Rhett let out a long sigh and got up from the ground.

He didn't refute Tang Sen, because he knew that this was his job, and it was the price for getting that money, that status, and the current life.

I am the disguise of the dead man in front of me, or the agent.

"Mr. A will definitely attack me." He just whispered: "I can feel his malice."

"If I hadn't used a huge amount of cash to hold him back, I'm afraid he would have already done it when he arrived here, no, even just walked out of the rally."

"Obviously." Tang Sen said with a smile: "This is also the result I want, Mr. Reid, Mr. A regards you as his prey, but he is also his prey."

He walked slowly to the window and looked at the crowd outside: "Backlund is too big, if one person wants to hide it, even the three major churches, it would be difficult to find out, especially a shepherd like Mr. A, He can hide in someone's body at any time, or teleport away through the ability of the apprenticeship path."

"Instead of looking for him like a needle in a haystack, let him take the initiative to find us."

He chuckled: "Of course, before that, he still has value that can be used."

"No value should be wasted."

Klein was in a rare joy. He finally solved the crisis that enveloped him, and he gained a lot.

Potion formulas for the subsequent sequences of the Seer Path, Sequence 7: Magician, Sequence 6: Faceless Man, and Sequence 5: Master Puppet.

There is even an extraordinary characteristic of a secret puppet master. Although it is polluted by the real creator.

"Although the Aurora Society is a crazy organization, it has to be said that it handles things fairly neatly, and it also considerately takes the blame on itself."

While enjoying dinner, Klein was thinking: "It is now certain that the Mr. A who assassinated the ambassador must be the shepherd of Sequence 5, and this can explain his ability to complete the assassination so quickly and cleanly."

"Part of the [-] pounds for the assassination of the ambassador is the reward that Miss Justice is planning to share with me, and the other part can be used to compensate her with knowledge"

"The [-] pounds for hiring Miss Wrong Soul has been collected, and I can pay her later. Although I paid a price in money, at least the crisis has been resolved."

Thinking of this, Klein sighed slightly, and couldn't help but whisper:

"It's so poor, and it will take money to buy the extraordinary materials that magicians need in the future."

"Perhaps you can sell some potion recipes to the devil? He has fair prices and takes everything."

"No, never take the initiative to contact the devil."

"The devil has no kindness towards me."

Thinking of this, Klein suddenly felt familiar ravings in his ears.

"Someone is praying to me?" He frowned slightly.

"Maybe it's Miss Justice reporting about the gold pound. Miss Wraith is still in employment. Although I don't know where she is, she is likely to stare at me. I can't expose the existence of gray mist in front of Miss Wraith."

"It shouldn't be an important matter. It's safer to go to the gray fog after Miss Wraith's employment period is over."

Thinking of this, Klein felt a little uncomfortable.

The fortune teller was extremely sensitive to his own discomfort, he stood up frowning, covered his stomach, and muttered: "Damn, today's steak is not very clean."

Then, he walked towards the bathroom naturally, looked at the mirror in the bathroom, and whispered, "I want to go to the bathroom."

A woman wearing a long black court dress appeared in the mirror. Her pale face showed no expression, she just stared at Klein inexplicably, and then her figure slowly faded away.

Klein breathed a sigh of relief, but he didn't relax his vigilance. He took off his pants step by step and sat on the toilet. After waiting for a few minutes, he raised his hand and let the citrine pendant fall from his wrist.

"I should check above the gray fog."

"I should check above the gray fog."

"."

After repeating it seven times silently, he opened his eyes.

The pendulum is rotating clockwise, with a huge range and rapid rotation.

This means that I should go above the gray mist, and there is a great necessity, otherwise there will be serious danger.

"Miss Justice's prayer contains extremely important information, which may even endanger my safety?" Klein frowned. "No, my identity has not been revealed at all. The only one who knows my identity—"

His pupils shrank sharply.

"devil!"

"That's not the prayer from Miss Justice, but the communication from the devil!"

Since the last time he predicted his own death, the devil never took the initiative to communicate with him again. Klein can be sure that the communication of this existence coveting the gray mist must not be out of good intentions.

And, more often than not, put yourself in an offer that you can't refuse.

He quietly lifted his pants, took four steps backwards, and came above the gray mist. Sure enough, the shining crimson star was not the one of Miss Justice.

Klein stood in front of the devil's crimson in silence for a moment, took a few deep breaths, and then revealed his spirituality.

An indescribable darkness appeared before the eyes, and the voice of the devil came from it.

"Hello, Klein."

The corner of Klein's mouth twitched. Every time he heard the devil mention his name above the gray mist, he would feel discomfort and horror.

The voice of the devil continued: "How does it feel to die? Not everyone can climb out of the grave and get a second chance. Of course, for you, it may not be a second chance."

Chris's heart tightened.

Not the second time?The devil actually knew what happened when he just traveled here?

How much does he really know?
Klein felt chilly all over, as if he was naked in the eyes of the devil.

"It is my pleasure to bring you a prophecy."

The devil uttered the last words:

"Klein, you will die."

　There is another chapter in the middle of the night, you can read it after waking up.

Dedicate a new book by the way

　
(End of this chapter)