Mystery: When the Fool Meets the Masked Fool

Chapter 19 Old Neil Meets Star Again
After a flurry of activity, Klein, the person being divined, offered advice to the diviner, Mr. Glacis: "The dark spot between your eyebrows suggests a problem with your lungs. I suggest you see a doctor."

Gracis didn't believe Klein and did a divination about his condition after Klein left.

Well, it's in good shape. That's really alarmist.

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Klein returned to the security company and found that Rosanne at the front desk had been replaced by Leonard.

Tsk, what's going on? The little sister has become a man.

Leonard stared at Klein with passionate eyes, causing his anus to tighten and goosebumps to appear all over his body.

"Good afternoon. Where's Roxanne?" Klein greeted her by taking off his hat with one hand and quietly covering his drum with the other, asking casually.

"She's on the weapons depot rotation tonight."

The armory is not the Chanis Gate and does not need to be guarded by Beyonders.

Without waiting for Klein to ask again, Leonard said, as if he was pondering something: "Klein, there's something I've been wondering about."

"What's going on?" Klein looked confused.

Leonard stood up and said with a soothing smile: "Why did Welch and Naya commit suicide on the spot, but you returned home?"

"That unknown entity probably wants me to take the Antigonus family's notes and hide them." Klein said the generally accepted speculation.

Leonard paced a few steps, then suddenly turned and leaned in front of Klein, looking him straight in the eye. "If I asked you to commit suicide to silence us and erase all clues, then why didn't I just let you destroy the notebook right then and there?"

Meeting Leonard's passionate gaze, Klein shrank his neck.

So cute, keep it away.

"This Klein is a big problem," Leonard thought.

"Could this Leonard really be from Nantong?" Klein thought.

After a brief conversation, Klein pointed in the direction of the armory and said, "I'm going to get the bullets."

I want to stay away from this Nantong!
"May the goddess bless you." Leonard smiled and drew a crimson moon on his chest.

Looking at the fleeing Klein, Leonard muttered to himself, "Old man, there really is something wrong with him."

Leonard heard an old man's laughter: "Hehe, he thought you were from Nantong."

"What? I...ah?"

"Why are you yelling so wantonly? Did he guess it right?"

"Hmph, old man, I didn't expect you to find out about this. It seems I can't keep you here any longer."

"Ah."

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There is a "black market" in the Dragon Bar, where wild Beyonders usually trade.

This is a room about the size of a lecture hall. Some people have set up stalls piled high with bottles and jars, and some people are walking among them, examining, communicating, or comparing prices.

This black market might not be as mysterious and eerie as most people imagine. But this is actually quite normal. After all, you can't expect wild Beyonders to take over an entire street just to buy and sell contraband.

"Are you sure this is water from the Golden Spring on Sonia Island?" Old Neil examined the glass bottle in his hand. Inside was a bottle of pale golden water, about 100 milliliters.

"Of course, we brought me back from the sea with great difficulty. Hey, old man, you are not going to default on your debt, are you?" Opposite him was a middle-aged man wearing a sailor suit and with dark and rough skin.

The middle-aged man crossed his arms and looked at Old Neil fiercely.

Old Neil carefully raised the glass bottle in his hand and said, "No, but I need to take it for identification."

"Okay. But I have to follow you." The middle-aged man took another step forward.

"Of course." Old Neil didn't refuse and took the middle-aged man to a stall in the corner. The stall owner was also an elderly man, wearing a well-made leather jacket with a patched shirt underneath.

Instead of sitting on the floor, he brought a set of tables and chairs and sat on them to read. Old Neil knocked on the table and put down five pounds: "Hey, Valente, here to do business."

Old Valente put down the book and looked at Old Neil carefully for a long time. Then, as if he suddenly understood, he pointed at Old Neil and said with a smile, "Neil, how long has it been since you came to see me?"

Old Neil chuckled, "I was here just last week and you've forgotten it now?"

Old Valente frowned and tapped his head with his knuckles. "Never mind, it's not important. Tell me, what do you want to be identified?"

"Here, let's see if it's the Elf Spring from the Golden Spring on Sonia Island." Old Neil placed the glass on the table with one hand and supported the wobbly table with the other.

Old Valente leaned in to look, his eyes gleaming white.

After a moment, he deactivated his extraordinary ability: "The identification result is: accurate. This is the Elf Spring you want."

Old Neil let out a long sigh, turned around and slapped a paper bag into the middle-aged man's hand: "There's 200 pounds in it, you can go."

The middle-aged man took the paper bag, counted the denominations, turned around and left without saying anything.

Old Neil said hello to Old Valente and was about to leave when Old Valente suddenly called out to him, "Hey, Old Neil? How long has it been since you last came to see me?"

Old Neil looked at Old Valente in surprise for a moment, then smiled and said, "Hey, I just looked for you last week, and you forgot about it again?"

"Oh, a week," Old Valente nodded. "That's normal. What do you want to identify?"

Something flashed in Old Neil's eyes. A Beyonder on the Universal Path beginning to lose his memory—the implications were self-evident.

"No," Old Neil patted Old Valente's shoulder and said with a smile, "It's just to meet an old friend and chat."

"What to talk about? What's there to talk about?" Old Watt waved his hand.

"Tell me about your adventures with your comrades during your time in the Mechanical Heart."

"Hey, I should have told you."

"I do not remember."

"Oh, then I have to tell you something..."

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After leaving the Dragon Bar, Old Neil was thinking about what materials he was still missing.

"I have phlogiston, I have hematite, gold... this is easy to buy, I can buy it last, then I have star crystal... this is still a little short." He whispered the formula in his memory.

Old Neil suddenly felt inspired. He looked up and saw someone waving and greeting him.

It was the girl who carried me up the stairs last time.

He was not angry about what happened last time. He greeted Xing with a smile: "It's you, Ms. Sambo. Long time no see."

After a pause, he said jokingly, "You don't need to help me climb the stairs this time."

Xing nodded. If the other party was unwilling, she would not force it.

Suddenly, Xing blinked and tilted her head.

"What's wrong?" Old Neil asked, his tone full of confusion.

Xing shook her head to indicate that it was okay.

Old Neil was puzzled: "Why don't you speak?"

"Because I'm a little gray-haired mute." Xing was very serious.

Serious face.

Old Neil opened his mouth, wanting to say something. After a while, he finally said, "Okay."

(End of this chapter)