Mystery: When the Fool Meets the Masked Fool

Chapter 100: The Bucket Team Makes a Great Contribution

If that's the case, then what exactly is the price? Klein didn't know, and he didn't dwell on it. Let tomorrow's problems be dealt with tomorrow.

It’s impossible that my future self can pull my present self over, right?

He began to study the engraving of "Tianhui".

In fact, the effect is easy to understand. Simply put, engraving is divided into passive and active types.

The passive part is that the more consecutive attacks he makes, the more active his spirituality will become.

The active part is to release the ability called "Causation Rotation", which can return the enemy's attack to a certain extent. The limitation is that the degree of return is proportional to the spiritual power consumed.
Now he looks less and less like a fortune teller.

Then, he picked up a book called "Fairy Magic" which was placed in the most conspicuous place from the bookshelf and read it for a while.

I felt a spiritual pull, and when I opened my eyes again, I was back in my bed at home.

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Klein entered the Blackthorn Security Company in a very good mood.

But what Luo Shan said next surprised him a little.

"Old Neil is sick. Let's go visit him after get off work."

"Old Neil is sick?" Klein was puzzled, but then he was relieved. "That's true. After all, an old man whose wife died young and has no one to take care of him is prone to illness."

Suddenly, Klein's spirituality was touched.

He saw the blood-like water oozing from under the floor, the wriggling flesh on the wall and Old Neil's six eyes.

Klein's body suddenly stiffened, a tragic foreboding of a mourning actor.

Rosanne was still explaining to Klein that Old Neil had never been married. She noticed that Klein's body was stiff and his eyes were bloodshot.

"What...what's wrong, Klein?" Roshan hurriedly stepped out from behind the counter and supported Klein. "Are you okay?"

"I'm fine... I'm fine." Klein slightly pried Roxanne's hand apart, took out a coin from his pocket, tossed it into the air, and performed a divination.

"Old Neil is not in the right situation right now."

A coin landing heads up indicates a yes.

This means that Old Neil’s current situation is indeed not right!

Luo Shan glanced at Klein and asked in fear and alarm, "Is there something wrong with Old Neil?"

"I'm not sure yet, but I have to go find the captain first." Klein comforted Roshan against his conscience. Then he quickly walked towards the captain's office.
Captain Dunn Smith was drinking tea when he was startled by Klein who pushed the door open roughly.

"What happened?" He didn't blame Klein, but instead his expression became very serious.

Although he is forgetful, he is always surprisingly reliable at critical moments.

Klein answered concisely but without hiding anything: "Captain, I've divined that Old Neil is not in a good condition!"

Then, Klein described to Dunn what he had seen, but changed the Mourning Actor's ability to a spur-of-the-moment divination.

After hearing this, Dunn's face was solemn, and he stood up from his seat: "Let's go visit Old Neil now, and try not to irritate him."

Klein thought of Sealed Artifact 0611: "Captain, perhaps we can apply for Sealed Artifact 3-0611."

This is a seal called Quiet Hair, which will cause anyone who comes into contact with it to gradually lose their emotions and stay in place quietly.

Dunn immediately reacted: "Good suggestion. You go to the entertainment room to find Luo Yao, and I will apply for the Sealed Artifact."

"Okay." Klein almost jogged, even the shoes on his feet subconsciously turning into relics.

He rushed into the entertainment room and found Luo Yao playing cards.

"What mission?" Luo Yao asked calmly.

"Visiting Old Neil." Klein's tone was slightly heavy.

Luo Yao's eyes widened, and he had a bad guess.

"Not sure yet." Klein nodded after seeing Luo Yao's thoughts.

After obtaining the mark of "Heavenly Wisdom", Klein found that he seemed to be able to guess what others were thinking more easily.

"I understand." Luo Yao replied and said nothing more.

The two of them fell silent at the same time, and the air around them seemed to be gathering and becoming heavier.

After several minutes, Dunn finally emerged from underground, wearing black gloves and holding a clump of tangled hair in his hands.

Because Klein's behavior was too obvious, Roxanne went to inform the coachman, César.

César was already waiting at the door.

The four of them boarded the carriage and set off for Old Neil's home. The wheels rolled over the muddy road that had just rained, and the carriage was even quieter than the streets at midnight.

After an unknown amount of time, perhaps because the atmosphere was too depressing, Dunn began to recount Old Neil's experiences.

Of all the people present, he had been partnered with Old Neil the longest, for decades.

"When Old Neil was young..."

I hope this is just a false alarm... Klein couldn't help but draw a crimson moon on his chest and whispered a prayer, "May the goddess protect him."

Dunn and Luo Yao also made the same gesture: "May the goddess bless him."

After reaching the door, Klein took a step forward and pulled the rope connected to the bell inside the house.

Ding-ding-ding-ding!
The clear and pleasant ringtone echoed in the room, breaking the heavy silence.

Suddenly, Klein looked down and saw blood seeping from the door frame at his feet. It was exactly the same scene he had predicted.

Dunn and Luo Yao's expressions also became more solemn.

The door was opened from the inside.

Dunn immediately took a sideways step, blocking Klein and Luo Yao behind him. The two men behind him also immediately took a defensive stance, raising their guns and aiming.

"Good morning, gentlemen." The voice had a strange tone, like the London accent Klein had heard online in his previous life.

The three of them looked down at the voice and saw a man wearing a butler's uniform and a small mustache...

amount……

A trash can with limbs?

"Please come in," Trash Can said, bowing gracefully as he gestured for the three of them to enter the living room. "Mr. Neil is already waiting for you in the living room."

"Okay, thank you." Dunn paused for a few seconds and nodded in thanks.

Then he walked into the living room, and Klein and Luo Yao followed closely behind.

Although it looked like a lot of blood was seeping out of the door frame from the outside, after entering, I found that there was a clean path from the door to the living room, as if it had been deliberately cleared by someone.

No, it shouldn't be a human being.

Because of this, there was a trash can standing in the corner with an elegant posture, holding a mop and wearing a maid outfit.

When passing by, the maid trash can will bend down and bow to express welcome.

When Klein looked over, a gust of wind from nowhere blew up the hem of the maid's skirt. She hurriedly reached out to press her skirt, then acted shy and coy.

Klein: ?

That’s okay, it’s human to err on the side of it.

The three of them came to the living room and noticed that the floor, ceiling, round table, piano and chairs were all covered with disgusting, sticky, bloody liquid with dense black short hairs.

I saw a mass of blood and flesh spread on the sofa. That was probably Old Neil now.

Or rather, the whole room is now filled with Old Neil, except that this section is gathered together and can probably be considered the main body.

Looking up, I saw Old Neil's gray head hanging in the air, connected to the ceiling by thick mucus. A pair of eyes grew on his forehead and cheeks respectively, cold eyes without eyelashes.

There were several trash cans dressed as doctors around, holding scrapers, buckets, rags, and mops, trying to gather up the scattered Old Neils and pile them on the bloody mass on the sofa.

There was a short sofa against the wall, which was the only clean place at the moment, perhaps it had been cleaned in advance.

There were two people sitting on the sofa, one was Xing and the other was a trash can wearing glasses.

The glasses were strange. They were clearly double-lens glasses, but they only had one lens in the middle. Behind the lens was a single eye without eyelashes.

Each person has a trash can, which takes up the entire shorter sofa, leaving no room for sitting.

"I'm sorry that there's no place to rest right now, so I'm afraid I can only trouble you three to stand for a while." The apologetic voice of the housekeeper Trash Can sounded from beside the three of them.

"It's okay." Klein was shocked by the scene before him and answered subconsciously.

"Oh, Dunn, it's you." Old Neil opened his six eyes and looked at Dunn and the other two. "As you can see, my current condition... well... isn't very good. Fortunately, Xing and a few other friends came to help me."

Hearing his name being called, Xing, who was playing with his phone, looked up and waved to Dunn and the other two with a smile.

Seeing that Old Neil still seemed to be sane, and the situation wasn't as bad as he had imagined, Dunn secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

"Old Neil, you..." Dunn took a few steps forward and was about to say something.

A garbage can dressed as a nurse jumped out from the side, blocked Dunn's way, and pushed him back: "What are you doing? What are you doing?! Can't you see the patient hasn't recovered yet? Go away, don't mess around."

Dunn was pushed back to his original position in a daze.

What's going on? Trouble? Me?
Old Neil laughed a few times and said, "Oh, it seems that this is the only way we can talk, Dunn."

Dunn tightened his grip on the gun and looked at the surrounding trash cans with a bit of caution, deciding not to provoke them for the time being. "It seems so, Old Neil. Well, it seems you still remember us."

"I'm conscious now, Dunn. Actually, I wasn't that conscious a few minutes ago. It was these doctors who saved me."

As he was speaking, one of the doctors opened the lid on his head and pulled out a ladder that was taller than himself.

Then he climbed up the ladder, carefully took down Old Neil's head hanging from the ceiling, and placed it on top of the mass of flesh on the sofa.

Old Neil tried to move his head, then controlled his flesh to wriggle a few times. "That's amazing, doctor. I can feel my body now."

Doctor Trash Can patted his chest, making a sound like hammering iron. Then, he turned around and showed his back muscles to Launier.

The iron sheet on its back instantly wrinkled like muscles, forming words that no one had ever seen before, but that were surprisingly understandable to everyone.

The magic barrel brings rejuvenation.

"You should trust us, sir." Butler Trash Can turned to Dunn, "We are a professional team."

As he spoke, the housekeeper took out a wooden box with elegant and delicate patterns and exuding a faint fragrance: "Don't worry, sir, even if we really can't cure Mr. Neil in the end, we will not treat him unfairly."

Old Neil laughed and joked, "If you really can't cure me, bury me with my wife."

"As you wish, sir." Butler Trash Can bowed gracefully to Old Neil.

The irritable nurse who had pushed Dunn earlier rushed out again, swung a tray, and slammed it hard on the butler's face, knocking him to the ground. "Bullshit! How could we not cure a mere Sequence Nine's out-of-control condition?"

"That's not what I meant." The housekeeper Trash Can wanted to argue.

The maid trash can walked forward, took out a sack, stuffed the housekeeper's trash can into it, and dragged it to the corner of the wall: "Excuse me, take care of the garbage."

　I haven't been crazy for a long time. This chapter is so comfortable to write.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)