Mystery: When the Fool Meets the Masked Fool

Chapter 381 How to Use Resurrection Coins
The spirit returned, and Klein, who had been leaning against the headboard pretending to be asleep, opened his eyes.

"Still poor..." He shook his head, making his neatly styled hair a little messy.

Although the extraordinary properties he sold today were worth tens of thousands of pounds, it was still far too little for a wealthy man's expenses.

Not to mention that the bulk of the purchases went to Little Sun. He didn't have anything like gold pounds; what he received afterward were various materials or sealed items of equivalent value.

On the bedside table, the surface of the Magic Mirror Arodes suddenly became hazy, as if covered with a layer of gray mist.

On the surface of the mirror, crimson, blood-red characters appeared.

“Great master, you seem to be troubled by money… Am I right?”

“Yes,” Klein looked in the mirror and nodded in reply, “Do you have any suggestions?”

“Of course there are great masters. I have two ways to make money. First, a small shareholder in Coym plans to sell 3% of his shares on Saturday afternoon. You can contact him in advance and buy them at a cheaper price.”

“This company has a very good outlook, and the shares hold their value quite well. Although there will be some impact in the future, the value will double after that period, which is more in line with your plan to leave your assets to your older brother and sister.”

“I know this company,” Klein said thoughtfully. “But as you said, its prospects are quite good, and the money needed to buy shares will certainly not be a small amount. If I use all my available funds to buy shares, my future life will be quite frugal, and I will lose my status as a millionaire.”

“In fact, his expected value is between nine thousand and twelve thousand pounds. Of course, there are solutions for working capital issues. Would you like to hear them?” Arrodes’s words changed overtly.

Klein smiled. "Of course."

“Do you remember your shares in Backlund Bicycle Company? That’s the second way to make money,” Arrodes replied immediately, as an image of Audrey Hall appeared on the surface of the silver mirror.

“Great master, you sold your shares in Backlund bicycles these past two days, and they will be bought by this lady. Then…”

The image on the surface of the silver mirror changed, transforming into a simple line drawing of a little person.

The little figure made a gesture, reaching into his left pocket to take out a wad of money, then switching it to his right hand and putting it into his right pocket.

Klein, who was skilled at interpreting revelations, understood Arods's meaning after thinking for just two seconds.

Am I that familiar with this lady? Klein thought for a moment.

Miss Justice.

Klein immediately recognized the person in his mind.

I'll blanch it, box!

Arodes, how could you just open a box for anyone like that?

Oh my god, Arodes is so mean.

…………

It was Wednesday morning, at 22 Hope Road, Joewood District, at the Hat Trick Hotel.

The receptionist was drinking water when he saw a woman walk in through the door.

The woman appeared to be about 1.65 meters tall, wearing a light-colored long dress with ruffles, her brown hair slightly curled and cascading down her back. She wore tinted glasses, giving her a relaxed, almost languid, look, as if she had just returned from Dixi Bay. She exuded a慵懒 (yōnglǎn, meaning languid or lazy) yet undeniably elegant air.

She carried a dark brown, opaque leather pet cage and walked slowly toward the front desk.

The cage wasn't big, and there seemed to be something moving inside; this was most likely a cat or a dog.

A very elegant lady… Oh, this outfit is really nice. I really want to see her without those tinted glasses…

As a woman, the receptionist habitually first looked at the other person's clothing and accessories.

But she still dutifully stopped the woman. "I'm sorry, ladies are not allowed to bring their pets inside."

As if they heard someone speaking, a strange sound came from inside the cage.

"Quack! Quack quack quack!"

The voice was hoarse and didn't sound like a cat or dog.

However, the waiter at the front desk seemed not to hear the sound.

She immediately saw the woman gently place a one-pound note on the table and heard her say in a slightly languid voice, "One night, single room."

Pets? Where can I find pets?
The lady is wearing sunglasses, so the dog in the cage must be a guide dog.

Fowles adjusted his sunglasses and kicked the cage in his hand. But the waitress in front of him only tilted her head slightly, as if the memory of what she had just witnessed had suddenly become blurred.

Silence fell over the cage as Fowles thought about what had happened that morning before arriving at the hotel.

Do you know how to use resurrection coins?

Just as she was about to leave the room with Louis Wayne's head and head to the meeting place with her teacher, the system suddenly popped up.

"So... you just resurrected him without any extraordinary characteristics?" Fors didn't understand what the system was asking.

However, the system denied her claim.

【No, you are wrong. 】

The characters resurrected with resurrection coins will be distorted according to your own will; that is to say, the characters you resurrect may not necessarily be human.

“But if he’s not human, my teacher won’t be able to recognize him,” Fowles rejected the suggestion.

This is easy to solve. I have a picture here; you can use this as a reference...

Then an image popped up and appeared in front of Fowles.

Looking at this picture, Fowles' face immediately scrunched up.

but……

Perhaps the teacher would prefer to see Louis like this?
Fowles thought to himself.

Hmm, if the teacher asks, I'll just say it was Mr. World who did it... He shouldn't mind, right...?

Time returns to the present.

"Two sous and eight pence." The waiter first announced today's room rate, calmly accepting the bills, before asking, "Do you have any identification?"

She wasn't enthusiastic about the registration process because the hotel itself had no way of verifying the authenticity of the documents.

Its main purpose is to protect against honest people, but not against scoundrels.

And what can you do even if the other party is using a fake identity?

With a monthly salary of just a few pounds, why risk your life against others?
“Yes.” Fowles put down his dark brown suitcase, took out a stack of identification documents from the handbag he was holding, and handed them to the other person.

“Margaret Taylor…” The waiter took the identification, looked down at the small piece of paper in his hand, muttered as he made the registration, and then found a set of keys and said, “Room 2012.”

"Thank you." The stylishly dressed woman across from me took the keys, picked up her dark brown suitcase, and headed towards the stairwell.

(End of this chapter)