Mystery: The High-Dimensional Overlooker

Chapter 52 Encounter

"So, who is the Lord?" the little girl said timidly, her voice trembling: "I have never heard of the Lord you said from your brothers and sisters. Have we been abandoned?"

"No." Mr. A said solemnly: "The Lord will never abandon you, you are just trapped by evil gods and demons. The Lord called me here to raise weapons on this land."

“What we believe in is the omniscient and almighty God, the Lord who created everything.”

……

"Look, this guy is really anxious this time. Hehe, he took advantage of him before he even entered the alley." A young man laughed sinisterly, thinking that the little girl whose name they didn't remember was touched by this man. Will exclaim: "Boss, it seems this is someone who has never been to the Southern Continent, so you have to make good use of it!"

"You're right." A man with a scar face smiled gloomily: "Looking at him, if he dares to come here, he is just a sheep waiting to be slaughtered. You will be more agile later and don't leave any clues."

"I understand!" The young man next to him was eager to give it a try.

They watched Mr. A and the little girl walk into the alley, and they surrounded them like humans hunting animals. They blocked the exit of the alley and prepared to kill the two people on the opposite side. After all, the little girl they threw out was also their "hunting" target.

However, what these guys didn't know was that when they started to close the circle around the prey, the "prey" they thought was already lying on the chopping board had quietly closed its mouth and showed a ferocious smile towards them.

When it comes to how to fight against evil people, letting another evil person deal with it is obviously the most effective way. Of course, the premise is that these two evil people will not join forces to deal with you. Compared with Mr. A, the famous national wanted criminal in the past, these sneaky criminal chicks are like dwarfs.

What are they thinking, what are their goals, what are they going to do.These things can be seen through by the experienced Mr. A at a glance.Out of the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of the young man who was slowly approaching, and gently held the little girl's hand holding the knife with his somewhat rough hand.

"You hesitate." Mr. A said suspiciously: "Xiao Yang, why don't you stab the knife in my body?"

……

"Okay, students, that's all for today. Let's finish class now." With a ceremonial smile on his face, Klein Moretti nodded gently to end the day's class. He is still in the internship period and his weekly salary is 2 gold pounds and 10 soles.

When this month is over, he can become a full professor. At that time, Klein's weekly salary will be doubled, or even a little more.

Moreover, the main source of income for professors is not salary.

Being a history professor in a university can be regarded as a profession where you can quickly make connections with people. Young ladies from the aristocracy will not go to universities specifically to study. Mixing with civilians will make them look less than decent. More often than not, they specially invite lecturers and professors from universities and let them teach their children one-on-one in their own manors and castles.

The most important thing is that this job is really easy compared to the previous work of the Nighthawks.Klein only attended two classes today, and stayed in his office for the rest of the time, so he had plenty of time to read various books.

"Professor Moriarty, are you ready to go back?"

When Klein walked out of the classroom and was about to return to the office to pack his things and go home, he suddenly heard a gentle voice.

Klein looked back and found that the person coming was a middle-aged man wearing formal clothes. This man is a mechanical technology lecturer here, and his hierarchical status is lower than that of a full professor after becoming a full professor. His surname is Mitchell. Although his position is only a lecturer, teachers here generally call each other professor to show respect.

Klein nodded lightly:

"Yes, Professor Mitchell, my class is over today and I am going to exercise for a while. You know, the body is the capital of revolution."

"Well, I know." Professor Mitchell said naturally: "This is the famous saying of Emperor Russell——I admire Emperor Russell very much. He is not only talented, but also very humble. He has made so many great achievements. He also said that he was only 'standing on the shoulders of giants', tsk tsk, what a humble genius!"

Klein: "..."

"Ah, that's right." Looking at Klein's helpless expression, the male professor touched his head and smiled awkwardly: "You still have something to do, so you go slowly. I guess today's transfer procedures for freshmen I can only come here alone.”

"Freshman?" Klein was a little puzzled, "Shouldn't school have started long ago? Why are there still freshmen enrolled?"

"You don't know about this, right?" Professor Mitchell smiled slightly: "I heard that it was a girl who was directly introduced by the school director and arranged to come in as a transfer student. Even at Backlund University, this happens. Appeared. This way, let alone our place."

"Is that so..." Klein suddenly became interested and said to Professor Mitchell: "Professor Mitchell, let me help you? After all, I just came here and I also want to know about our school's admissions process."

"Professor Moriarty." Professor Mitchell suddenly touched Klein's hands: "I knew you were a helpful, friendly, and honest young man. Since you said so, I will bear the pain I have entrusted this task to you... I will take you there now and tell you the transfer process for new students."

Klein was stunned for a moment, then smiled bitterly, suddenly feeling like he was being tricked.

He probably knew why Professor Mitchell was unwilling to handle the transfer of new students - most of the students directly arranged by the school director were either rich or noble, and if they were not the children of minor aristocrats, they were the sons of businessmen. The transfer process for this new student will probably take more than an hour to complete.

For most professors, this is a thankless job. However, since he has taken over this job, Klein will naturally complete the transfer well.

He sighed and reached out to push open the door of the reception hall in front of him. As Klein opened the door, he said to the girl sitting inside: "Hello, I am the professor in charge of your freshman transition. Now..."

Klein suddenly stopped, and a suffocating feeling gradually came to his heart. He stared blankly at the quiet girl sitting obediently on the sofa, and the words he had already drafted and prepared to say stopped for a moment.

——The new student is Melissa Moretti.

Melissa raised her head suspiciously when she heard the voice coming from the door stop abruptly.But at the next moment, Melissa's hands trembled, and she couldn't help covering her mouth.There was a crisp cracking sound, and the cup she was holding fell to the ground, and the hot tea in it splashed everywhere.

That face was very familiar to Melissa. In the past ten years, Melissa could see this face every day. Even with a beard, a different hairstyle, and even a monocle, Melissa still recognized him.

"Can we start now..." Klein said dryly, "My name is Sherlock Moriarty."

Melissa took a deep breath, looked at Klein in front of her, and tried her best to calm down her mood. But even so, the words she said from her mouth couldn't help but have a crying tone:

"Please help me handle the transfer procedures, Professor C. Moriarty. I've been waiting here for a long time."

She and Benson have been waiting for a long time.

Ever since they came to Backlund, they had been afraid that this was just a dream, created by Klein's friends to create a dream full of hope for them. They were afraid, afraid that Klein was actually sleeping underground.

But when Melissa saw Klein's disguised face, all her previous fears disappeared. What appeared in her heart was a sweet and reassuring feeling, as if she had returned home. Whether it was the fear of coming to the metropolis or the worry about Klein, they all quietly melted away here.

"Okay, Miss Melissa. This way, please."

The corners of Klein's mouth turned up in an exaggerated way, like a happy clown.

He opened the door and led Melissa towards his office.