Chapter 1039 Uncontrolled Feather Pen

Chapter 1039 Uncontrolled Feather Pen

“Knock! Knock! Knock!”

The knocking sound from the corridor became more and more intense. Klein leaned against the door frame of the duty room, holding the handle of the revolver in his arms with his right hand. He nervously leaned out his head and looked in the direction of the sound.

With the light of the gas lamp in the corridor, Klein saw a black iron double door with seven holy emblems painted on it.

Looking at the slightly shaking appearance of the black iron door, it was obviously the source of the intense knocking sound.

Klein's pupils shrank suddenly, and he immediately recognized that it was the most important Chanis Gate.

This door was named after Archbishop Chanis of the Church of the Night. There is one in the basement of the central church in every big city.

It is guarded by the official members of the Night Watchers in rotation, and there are at least two voluntary guards in the church, who seal it with the ashes of the saints containing the extraordinary characteristics of the High Sequencers.

Although Klein's level is not high enough, he can vaguely guess that behind this Chanis Gate, there must be many potion formulas, as well as various magical materials and magical items.

"No way..."

"So unlucky?"

"I've only been on duty for the first day, and I've already encountered something?"

Klein's forehead was covered with cold sweat, but soon he remembered the captain's instructions: "No matter what sound you hear, no matter what happens, don't open the Chanis Gate unless it is opened from the inside."

Since the captain specifically mentioned the sound, is this a normal phenomenon?

Klein calmed down.

However, out of caution, he loosened the revolver in the gun bag under his ribs, and then quietly reached into the storage bag hidden in his pocket and took out a silver Desert Eagle with a bright white light on the surface.

This Desert Eagle was what Yamu sold to him during his live broadcast.

Klein liked its lethality very much, but he had some complaints about its exaggerated appearance.

This kind of firearm with its own holy light special effect is a powerful and extraordinary item at first glance, which does not match his low-key temperament at all.

Considering that this appearance would inevitably attract the attention of others, Klein would usually put it in his storage bag, and would only take it out when he encountered some dangers that ordinary revolvers and demon hunting bullets could not deal with.

Just like now...

Klein held the handle of the gun, which was slightly warm, and felt the shining of the holy light, and his heart was completely at peace.

He walked out of the guard room holding the pistol, stood in the corridor, and looked at the shaking black iron door with a calm expression.

"Swish-"

At this moment, a harsh friction sound suddenly sounded.

Klein's pupils shrank, and he saw that the Chanis door opened heavily outward, revealing a gap!

The next second, a figure about the height of a man's forearm emerged from it.

It was wearing an elegant black court dress with a few stains on the hem. On that not-so-delicate face, the eyes were dark and the mouth was tightly pursed. It was a female toy doll!

Without any hesitation, Klein instantly raised the pistol and aimed at the doll in the black court dress.

The other party was originally close to the open door, with the paper in his hand open, as if he wanted to show Klein something.

But after the Desert Eagle with white light was aimed at him, the puppet in the black palace dress suddenly froze, and fell backwards as if he had lost the ability to move.

Then, an invisible force came out from behind the door and pulled the fallen puppet back.

Without the power to push the door, the Charles door closed automatically and closed again with a clang.

The underground corridor returned to its usual peace and silence, as if nothing had happened.

Klein lowered the Desert Eagle in his hand and stared at the closed black iron door in front of him.

Before the door closed, he caught a glimpse of the pattern on the paper in the puppet's hand.

Unfortunately, the door closed too quickly, and Klein could not see the specific pattern clearly, but only vaguely saw many hidden symbols.

Klein felt that this matter was a bit suspicious, but now was not the time to think about it.

Charles's door was opened, which was beyond the captain's previous instructions. Klein did not intend to act on his own. He put the sacred desert eagle into the storage bag and walked quickly into the guard room.

Soon, the rope of the guard room was pulled.

The gears turned, and a quick bell suddenly rang in the Blackthorn Security Company on the ground.

Leonard, Mitchell and others who were playing cards in the entertainment room immediately put down their cards and rushed underground.

When everyone arrived, Klein told them the whole story, listened to Leonard's prayers, and confirmed that he was not contaminated by the seal, and finally came to an end.

Afterwards, for safety reasons, Leonard and others stayed and stood guard with Klein until dawn.

Leonard took out the playing cards and invited Klein to play the "Fighting Evil" invented by Emperor Roselle with them.

But Klein didn't have this mind for the time being. He declined Leonard's invitation and returned to the guard room. He seemed to be drinking coffee and reading newspapers, but in fact he silently opened the chat group in his mind.

【Klein: @Is the Purple Star Emperor here? 】

【Purple Star Emperor: What happened? 】

【Klein: I encountered an abnormal situation again. 】

【Purple Star Emperor: Oh? 】

Klein told Lin Zhongtian about what happened in the group.

Lin Zhongtian replied: "I see... What do you think?"

【Klein: I think something is fishy. That puppet is a sealed object numbered '3-0625', called the Doom Puppet. 】

[Klein: In the internal data of the Nighthawks, the Doom Puppet does not have the characteristic of being ‘alive’, but this time, it actually took the initiative to push open the Chanis Gate, and it happened to be when I was on duty, as if... as if it was affected by something and deliberately wanted to show me the contents of the paper. ]

[Emperor Ziwei: But you didn't see it. ]

[Klein: Well, the Holy Desert Eagle that Brother Yamu sold me seemed to have dispelled the ‘alive’ characteristic of the Doom Puppet, causing it to lose its ability to move and be sealed back again. ]

[Klein: However, excluding the variables of the chat group, my experience these days is really too coincidental. It's as if there is an invisible big hand behind Tingen City, quietly influencing and controlling the situation...]

[Emperor Ziwei: Well, it sounds like that. ]

[Emperor Ziwei: Since you have doubts, then go and check it out. Why ask me? 】

Seeing this sentence, Klein was slightly startled, and then he sighed in his heart, realizing that the boss didn't seem to intend to intervene.

Although he didn't know the reason, Lin Zhongtian had said so, so Klein couldn't continue to rely on his thigh. He decided to wait until dawn and go back home to do some divination on the gray fog.

With this thought in mind, Klein closed the chat group and waited for the arrival of dawn in the duty room.

At six o'clock in the morning, Ms. Xijia Teong, the "writer" in charge of duty, came to the duty room to take over.

Klein wrote down what happened last night in the record book, returned to the company with Leonard and others, and then reported yesterday's events to the captain Dunn who had just arrived at the company.

Dunn did not express his opinion, but said that he would send a telegram to the temple to inquire, and then walked calmly to his office.

Klein was a little sleepy after being on duty all night, so he left the company and took a public carriage back to the big villa in the Golden Wutong District.

At this time, Benson and Melissa, who were resting on Sunday, had not yet gotten up. In the huge living room, only Lin Zhongtian was sitting on the sofa, looking at the telegram that had just been received in his hand, and his face seemed a little unhappy.

Klein was stunned for a moment, and walked forward and said, "What's wrong?"

Lin Zhongtian casually put the telegram on the table, then looked at Klein and smiled, "Nothing, there are some urgent matters in the company today, and I am about to go out. You have been working all night, so you should go back to your room and rest first!"

"..."

Klein noticed that something was wrong, but he couldn't interfere with the boss's affairs, so he could only nod and walk towards the stairs.

When Klein disappeared at the corner of the stairs, the smile on Lin Zhongtian's face gradually faded, and he said in a light tone: "Looking for death..."

Before he finished speaking, Lin Zhongtian's figure disappeared in the living room in an instant, leaving only the telegram titled "Mine Disaster" upside down on the table, and then it broke into powder in the next moment, turning into dots of white light and completely disappearing.

…

…

On the outskirts of Tingen, there is a house with a green lawn and a dark red chimney.

Behind the bedroom window of this house is a desk with an ordinary notebook spread out on it.

In front of the desk, a middle-aged man with dark blond hair, one blind eye, dark blue pupils, a high nose bridge, tightly pursed lips, and deep facial features like sculptures is sitting there, holding a classic feather pen in his slightly pale hand.

The camera looks down, and the seemingly ordinary notebook is full of words, many of which have been crossed out and deleted.

At the end of the notes, it was clearly written: "Due to the influence of his cousin, Viscount Med Haven, Klein Moretti's life became rich. He was satisfied with the status quo and wanted to resign from the Nighthawks (crossed out)"

"Although his life became rich, Klein did not choose to resign. He had already glimpsed that world and did not intend to give up. This was a problem for Ince Zangwill."

"But compared to Klein Moretti, his cousin, Mr. Med Haven, was more troublesome. Although this gentleman was not a Beyonder, he had great wealth and power. After his appearance, Klein's fate changed and deviated from our story several times."

"Fortunately, Mr. Med Haven was just an ordinary person and had no Beyonder to protect him. So, on the way to the dinner party of Sir Deville, a famous entrepreneur in Tingen City, Mr. Haven accidentally encountered a knife-wielding bandit who was at the end of his rope and unfortunately died (crossed out)"

"Mr. Med Haven was proficient in fighting skills. In his agile With his skill, the knife-wielding murderer was easily knocked down. An unfortunate incident ended in a sudden turn of events. Although it was surprising, it was also reasonable. "

"However, Mr. Haven was not so lucky next, because after leaving the banquet, he encountered three armed robbers. These three robbers had targeted Mr. Haven three days ago and wanted to kidnap him and extort a large sum of money. Unfortunately, during the kidnapping, one of the robbers' pistols suddenly went off and hit Mr. Haven's temple (crossed out)"

"Mr. Haven was proficient in firearms. He saw at a glance that the three robbers had no bullets in their guns, so he took action and knocked the three robbers unconscious, and then took away all the money on them."

"The robbers who had planned for a long time did not carry bullets and were robbed by the victims. Although this story sounds a bit ridiculous, it is also possible in reality..."

"..."

"After repeated attempts without success, Ince Zangwill realized that something was wrong, so he slightly changed the original plan. "

"Mr. Med Haven is an entrepreneur who owns three large mines. A major safety accident suddenly occurred in one of the mines in the south of the kingdom. Mr. Haven received the news and had to leave Tingen City and go to the south to deal with it..."

Swish-swish--

The pale hand held the feather pen and kept moving it on the paper.

Suddenly, the feather pen slashed out uncontrollably, and then suddenly turned back, crossing out all the words that had just been written.

After doing this, the feather pen returned to the latest line again, and wrote uncontrollably in the man's horrified eyes:

"Mr. Haven carefully asked the person in charge, it turned out that the mine accident happened at night, no one was injured, Mr. Haven breathed a sigh of relief, and asked the person in charge to temporarily stop work, and all losses caused during the period shall be borne by the shareholders."

"The safety accident did not develop into a large-scale mine accident, which made Mr. Haven very fortunate, but Mr. Haven was very angry about Ince Zangwill who secretly interfered."

"With nowhere to vent his anger, Mr. Haven thought for a long time and finally made a decision."

Here, the feather pen paused, then started a new line and slowly wrote:

"He came to the door..."