Examination of the Imperial Examination

When the first rays of the morning sun illuminate the earth.

Alvin moved in the bed. He was sore all over and said he didn't want to get up.

Yesterday, Mr. Geralt taught me how to fight, but in fact, he beat himself to vent his anger, saying that if you want to learn to fight, you must first learn to be beaten.

After a while, he sat up and stared at the curtains for a while.

His eyes swept to Yuumi, who was sleeping soundly on the quilt beside him, and his teeth tickled with hatred.

Yesterday, this little guy went down the drain all the way. When the teacher beats him, he even got a head attack from him. It was all his fault, and he was like a cat.

On the way back, I gave it a theory. This guy seemed to pretend that nothing happened, and rubbed his head against his ears. He found out that this guy obviously used himself as a toy during training.

He got up and got out of bed, stretched his sore body, took out clothes from the closet and put them on, opened the bedroom door, and walked to the bathroom.

After breakfast, I wrote a letter on the desk, put it in an envelope together with the Yuumi cat hair I collected yesterday, affixed a big stamp, and prepared to send it to Tingen City. Let Klein do a divination and take a look at Yuumi. What an extraordinary creature.

Put on a thin windbreaker, grabbed the key, opened the door with the revolver and other things, and walked out with Yuumi.

When he walked out of the alley, he felt the irritable brother's gaze, Yuumi kept looking back, and whispered a few times in Alvin's ear.

Alvin nodded slightly to show that he knew, and Yuumi flicked her tail.

Now Yuumi seems to be getting smarter and smarter. From the beginning, he can understand simple words, and now he can judge his actions, and he is more curious about Yuumi's sequence or variety.

Went to the mailbox on Citrus Street, delivered the letter, spent 5 pence at the street corner, bought two newspapers, and set foot on the public carriage to the Backlund branch.

Crossing the carriage, he chose a seat in the back and sat down.

Open the "Prize Harbor Morning News", and the most prominent position on the board reads "Crazy thugs" shot again last night, and two people died. When will the police arrest him.

Alvin adjusted his sitting posture, turned on his spiritual vision and glanced at the back of the carriage, and saw a two-wheeled carriage, not far behind, following him all the time, smiled and said to himself:

"The "Crazy Thug" committed the crime again, and he is almost free from suspicion."

Shut down Spirit Vision and read the news carefully. The victims this time were in the East District. The deceased were a pair of elderly people in their fifties. There was no body in the picture. They should have been taken away by the police.

However, in the black-and-white photos of the scene, it can be seen that there are bloodstains everywhere on the walls of the house.

This "crazy thug" really committed crimes against the wind, but what did he do to kill these people, what was his purpose, for the perverted desire to kill?

Killing two old people made the scene so tragic? This is completely torture, wouldn't it be a twisted heart?

Alvin shook his head and said he couldn't understand it, but who could have guessed the mind of a perverted murderer.

He can run for so many days without being caught by the punisher. He not only has rich experience in committing crimes, but also has a certain ability to counter divination and anti-prophecy.

Thinking about this "crazy thug" in this way, it's really not easy. Since the case involves the participation of the punisher, 7 people were killed, and the incident was so big.

It is estimated that the solution is not far away. The Church of Storms has a long tradition, and there are always some strange sealed items and magical items. You should be able to find a solution soon.

The missing children in Xia Street have not been found, and there were no new cases of missing children yesterday.

After checking that there was no other news worth paying attention to, she folded the newspaper.

Opened another "Becklund Newspaper", holding a fluke, he was about to check if he had his own work.

Suddenly the world in front of him became illusory, and the body and mind entered a wonderful state.

In the illusory world, the distorted and chaotic space is like a black mirror folded together, in this dark environment that is boundless at first glance.

He seemed to see a star shining with a faint white light. In this darkness, it was so bright.

A scroll of "bamboo slips" opened around the white stars, and the head could not be seen at a glance, as if stretching from the other side of time and space.

There are many words written on the bamboo slips, and when he wants to look carefully, he can see everything clearly.

The picture disappeared instantly, and he found that he was still sitting in the carriage, nothing changed, and the passengers in the car were doing their own thing.

Yuumi, who was on his shoulder, didn't notice anything unusual, and looked around curiously.

"What was the feedback just now?" Alvin was a little uncertain.

He quickly opened the "Backlund Newspaper" in his hand, and found a piece of news on the third board.

Duchess Negan held a literary salon yesterday afternoon. At the salon, Mrs. Della came up with a painting in a peculiar style.

"It's really feedback." Looking at the black and white photos in the newspaper, there was an excited look on his face.

One condition is fulfilled, and there are two remaining. Lawyer Benoy will leave for Backlund today, just wait for the news, and his study progress is not bad.

Put away the newspaper. Now that the ceremony is over, he still has some money left. Thinking of this, Alvin smiled in a good mood.

This made Yuumi a little puzzled, and stared at him with her head tilted to confirm whether the shoveling was sick again.

After receiving the 300 pounds of "justice" and the news of the receipt, ignoring the eyebrows of the lady at the counter, he got up and left the Backlund branch.

He came to the Housing Improvement Company in Pritz Harbor. He was going to come here to see if there were any suitable houses. He did not plan to return the current house and use it as a backup base, in case it could be used in the future, 1 soule per week , you can fully afford it.

The person in charge of receiving him was a middle-aged man with a kind smile. He didn't wear formal clothes, no hat, white shirt, and black vest.

"You can call me Terrence, but I don't know what kind of house Mr.

He didn't show a look of contempt because Alvin was not wearing a formal suit and had a cane. He just glanced at the cat on his shoulder a little curiously.

"Single-family houses and townhouses are fine. They don't need to be too big, but they need to be quiet enough."

Alvin thought for a while and said.

My next focus will be on studying and preparing for the exam. It will be much better if the environment is quieter.

Terrence flipped through the documents and archives in his hands, and said with a bright smile:

"There are two more places that meet your criteria, one is in the Rose District, a townhouse, and the other is a single-family house in the North District, and the rent is between 1 pound and 2 pounds, you can look at the specific introduction. "

Alvin took the file, looked at it, and said, "Look at this one in the Rose District first."

Brown Street is mostly a row of buildings, with polygonal sloping roofs, the overall appearance is gray and blue, and three chimneys stand out.

Of course there are no lawns and gardens, no porches, and the entrance faces the street directly.

Alvin stood at the door and looked around. This is not the main street, and the environment is fairly quiet.

At this moment, his spirituality jumped, and he suddenly remembered the teacher's explanation yesterday afternoon, asking him to go to eat at noon today, and stop by Mr. Williams to bring some things back, like some flower seeds obtained in the Rhodes Islands.

Looking at the time, he could only say sorry to Thales from the Pritz Harbor Improvement Housing Company, pay the other party 2 soles for his hard work, and hurriedly left Brown Street.

Just two minutes after he left, a young man with black hair and dark eyes, a thin face, and a monocle walked back to the door at a leisurely pace.

With an obvious smile~www.NovelMTL.com~, he opened the letter box, took out the newspapers and letters inside, took out the key, opened the door, and walked into the house next door.

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On Thursday, July 5th, at 6 p.m., the sky in Pritz Harbor was cloudy, and the humidity in the air was uncomfortable, as if a rainstorm was condensing.

Alvin was wearing a black, ankle-length, hooded raincoat, ready to go to Williams for the Extraordinary Party.

Yuumi was left at the teacher's place by him, for which he paid the price of 5 bluetails.

Because there will definitely be many powerful Beyonders at today's party, it's easy to have accidents with Yuumi.

In the past two days, his life was very regular. After breakfast, he studied at home, went to Mr. Williams to pick up bullets at noon, and did farm work at the teacher's in the afternoon.

Then exercise your body, learn to be beaten, no, it's fighting.

It is still a mixed doubles game of one person and one cat. After that, I practice shooting, and I go home to practice calligraphy at night.

During the period, he also rented the single-family house in the North District at the price of 1 pound 2 soles per week and a deposit of 2 pounds.

Yesterday afternoon, someone was already invited to clean it, so I can move in tomorrow.

There was no news of "crazy thugs" committing crimes in yesterday's newspapers. There were no missing children in Xia Street, but the missing children had not yet been found.

All day yesterday, he didn't feel that the irritable brother's surveillance was also on him. He couldn't find anything and gave up.

Before going out, Alvin checked one side of his belongings, grabbing a bag under his arm, a revolver, 20 rounds of ammunition, a pocket watch, a key, a dagger, and most importantly, a gold pound.

Rough wooden masks were sold on the street yesterday for 3p.

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