Chapter 184 Behind the Door

"Please come in."

Dunn Smith's mellow and warm voice came out.

Klein turned the handle, pushed open the door, and saw the captain enjoying breakfast. On his right was the coffee with a strong aroma, and in front of him were white bread, toast, and bacon on a plate.

Dunn put the leftover toast with butter in his mouth, and silently pointed to the chair opposite the desk.

Klein didn't disturb the captain's meal, sat down with a smile on his face, and waited patiently.

Seeing that he was not in a hurry, Dunn relaxed his straight back, picked up the coffee, took a sip, and swallowed all the food in his mouth into his stomach.

He took out a soft tissue, wiped the corner of his mouth and said

"What's matter?"

Klein nodded seriously and said:

"I've met Dust Guderian, that lunatic asylum doctor, a member of the Psychological Alchemists."

While speaking, he glanced out of the corner of his eye and found an open magazine in front of the captain.

"What information did he provide?" Dunn clasped his hands and asked suddenly.

Klein gave a brief description: "He told me that before Hood Eugene went crazy, someone visited him frequently, and that person was called Lanrus."

"Lan Erwusi..." Dunn raised his hand and rubbed his forehead, "I seem to have heard of it somewhere..."

"It's the scammer who stole at least 10,000 gold pounds." Klein reminded.

Dunn thought about it with a serious expression, and shook his head to express that he had no impression.

Captain, you are not sensitive to money at all! Klein slandered, and focused on the things related to Lanwusi:

"This fraudster lied about exploring and buying a high-quality iron mine with high reserves, raised funds privately for development in Tingen City, and took away more than 10,000 gold pounds. A man I knew in the divination club A friend suffered a loss, and another girl was tricked into being engaged to him and conceiving his child."

"He visited Hood Eugen before he went crazy..." Dunn said in a deep voice, "The Extraordinary 'Trickster' of Sequence 8? The path of 'Thief'..."

Captain, you have a good memory for similar things... Klein laughed and sighed, nodded slightly and said:

"That's my guess too."

"Because the steel company established by Lanwusi is located in the southern area, the deceived people have various beliefs, so this matter was not transferred to us in the end. Even if the police department found some supernatural traces, it was handed over to the 'Punisher' team .”

Dunn finally understood what was going on, looked at Klein with his deep gray eyes and said:

"What do you want to do?"

Cough, Captain, don't be so sharp... Klein replied solemnly:

"I want to use the psychic ritual to communicate with Hood Eugen, to find out what Lanerwusi wanted from him, and to find out whether this is the direct cause of his madness."

Dunn nodded slightly and said:

"Even if you don't apply, after confirming that Hood Eugen is really crazy,

I will also try something similar. "

"However, Daly told me that this kind of thing has a lot of risks. Are you sure you are sure? Or, if I apply for assistance from the Backlund Diocese, it shouldn't be a problem to delay it for a few days."

Klein's main motivation for becoming an Extraordinary is to study occultism, find a way to go home, have the opportunity to practice, and has strong self-confidence, so he is naturally unwilling to give up:

"Captain, I have already mastered this knowledge, and I have a certain degree of certainty about it."

"Of course, I need the assistance of 'Amanda' hydrosol, 'Spiritual Eye' potion and 'Tranquility Potion'."

"Tranquility potion..." Dunn chewed on the name, confirming Klein's professionalism.

He remembered that Daly said that this is a relatively rare but very useful potion in the psychic field.

After deliberating for more than ten seconds, Dunn Smith leaned back in his chair and said:

"Then you write an application and go to Chanis Gate to get the corresponding potion. Er... I don't know if there is any finished potion. If not, just get the corresponding materials and make it yourself."

"Okay." Klein happily replied.

But he didn't get up, and sat firmly on the chair with his buttocks.

Upon seeing this, Dunn raised his hand and rubbed his forehead, thinking carefully:

"Starting in the afternoon, it's my turn to monitor the lunatic asylum... We can't go directly to Hood Eugene, no one knows if there are still members of the Psychological Alchemists hidden among the doctors, nurses, handymen and patients in the lunatic asylum, no one Knowing whether the Psychological Alchemists are also secretly monitoring Hood Eugene, our actions must be sufficiently secretive to not reveal that Duster Guderian has become our informant."

"... Let's go in the early morning and sneak in secretly."

"Well, I will stand by and guard against accidents."

So much the better! If Hood Eugene is just pretending to be crazy, but I use a psychic ritual on him, wouldn't it be the same as turning into a zoo and dancing in front of a tiger... Klein felt relieved, and said sincerely:

"Yes, Captain!"

He stood up and turned towards the door.

At this moment, out of the corner of his eye, he saw the title of the magazine spread out in front of the captain:

"The Donningsman sap in the rainforest of the Southern Continent has an obvious effect of promoting hair growth."

…Klein looked back in pity, and walked out of the captain's office after pulling the door.

Suddenly, he flashed a playful thought:

In fact, Extraordinary people don’t need to be so troublesome. If Old Neil was still around, he would probably suggest designing a ritual magic for hair growth, so as to pray to the goddess for help. As for whether the body will be covered with hair in the end and become a curly-haired baboon, that’s another matter. The question is... and how will the goddess react? If it were me, I would definitely say: MMP...

This thought immediately made Klein's happiness tinged with sadness, and the sadness was full of humor.

He entered the clerk's office, sat in front of the Axon 1346 mechanical typewriter, and clicked through the application.

After Dunn Smith signed and stamped it, he took the application and went deep into the ground, walking towards the Chanis Gate step by step along the aisle illuminated by gas lamps.

Until this time, Klein thought of a question:

This will be the first time after he enters that mysterious door!

"I don't know what it will be like behind the door..." He quickened his pace with implicit expectation, and came to the opposite black iron door that gave people a sense of looking up.

First, he handed over the application to Sika Teon, who was on duty here today, for registration. Klein took back a document with an extra signature, and knocked on the Chanis door, only to feel that the echo inside was empty and distant.

After waiting for dozens of seconds, without hearing the sound of footsteps, he saw the double door engraved with the seven holy emblems of darkness opened heavily, creaking.

The Chanis door was wide open until only one person could pass through, then stopped, and Klein also used the light of the gas lamps on both sides of the corridor to see the nearby scene.

Behind the door stood an old man with deep wrinkles and thinning hair. He was wearing a black classic robe and was carrying a lantern.

The dim yellow light from the candlelight shone through the glass, illuminating the old man's expressionless face in alternating light and dark, and illuminating his light blue eyes as if they had been frozen for thousands of years.

"Documents." He uttered a word hoarsely.

Klein had seen this old man before, because at the end of dusk, he and his companions would come out from the Chanis Gate, pass through the guard room, and turn to St. Selina Church.

They are the aging Nighthawks, the volunteer Inner Wardens.

According to Klein's knowledge, there are five such guards.

"This is my application." He handed the document in his hand to the old man in front of him.

The internal guard with a pair of light blue eyes raised the lantern, looked it over carefully, and stepped aside after confirming that it was correct, allowing Klein to pass.

Klein slowly entered the Chanis Gate, and before he had time to look around, he felt an indescribable coldness.

This is not the severe cold of winter, but the coldness that makes people tremble even spiritually.

Looking up, Klein saw candlesticks on the wall, and saw silver candles carved with patterns one by one, and their burning flames all showed a faint blue color without any shaking.

Squeak!

The watchman closed the Chanis Gate, and the surrounding area became extremely quiet.

In front of Klein was a wide aisle, paved with old stone slabs.

There are stone doors on both sides of the aisle, which are marked with words such as "material", "potion" and "data".

At the end of the passage there was a staircase descending into the darkness, as if leading to an abyss.

It should be connected to different sealing points of different sealed objects. It is said that it is divided into several layers... I don't know which layer the ashes of Saint Selina are placed on... Klein just got used to the brightness behind the door, and suddenly felt an invisible wave in the air. Things scratched his skin, one by one, cold to the bone.

He shuddered and couldn't help but activate his spirit vision.

Then, he saw his surroundings, and saw the entire Chanis Gate, filled with thin black lines, they swayed gently, sometimes clustered, sometimes extended, densely packed, leaving no gaps.

This...is this the power of the seal behind Chanis Gate? Klein nodded invisibly, restrained his thoughts, and followed the guard into the "potion room" behind a thick stone door.

Soon, he found "Amanda" hydrosol, "Spiritual Eye" potion and "Tranquility Potion" according to the initials.

He had seen the former two before, but it was the first time he came into contact with the latter. He saw a faint blue liquid rippling gently in the translucent glass vial. Just seeing it made one feel as if he had returned to his mother's embrace.

There is also a label on the bottle, indicating the date of production and a reminder that it is valid within half a year.

Fortunately, it works...Klein put away the three vials of potions, and accompanied by the guards, he left the Chanis Gate. He got rid of the feeling of being so cold to the depths of his soul, and got rid of the strange feeling of being swept by black lines. experience.

When the Chanis Gate was closed, he couldn't help but look back there, muttering to himself:

"Staying in it for a long time will affect both the body and the soul, right?"

"No wonder the caretaker has to volunteer..."

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In the early hours of the morning, Klein locked the bedroom in a special way, pushed open the oriel window, and jumped down.

The height of the second floor is not dangerous for him now, he stood firmly without shaking.

And the carriage of the Nighthawks team had already parked opposite, waiting for him.

Without unnecessary communication, Klein quickly arrived at the Tingen City Madhouse in the North District. According to the prompt, he went around to the corner of the fence without street lights, and saw Dunn Smith waiting there.

"Let's go in." Dunn nodded lightly, "I've checked, there's no one around here."

"Okay." Klein quickly moved closer.

Going in... being a "clown", entering a madhouse... It always reminds me of a famous saying: It's like coming home... He joked about himself.

Immediately afterwards, he followed Dunn, and with the help of some bumps on the wall, he flipped into the madhouse lightly and quickly, with agility and excellent balance.

Dunn glanced back and nodded slightly to express his approval.

The two of them lowered their backs, walked through the lawn and the activity square from the shadows and secluded places, entered the three-story building of the madhouse, and came to Hood Eugen's room somewhere on the top floor.

Because Hood Eugen was aggressive after going crazy, he was placed in a single room, and the Nighthawks' monitoring during this period was not in vain, and they had already copied a key.

Click!

With the slight sound of the door opening, Dunn entered first. Klein looked past his figure and saw a person sitting on the bed.

Hood Eugene had a long and thin face, with sunken eye sockets, and his light-blond hair was disheveled.

He was looking at the window with iron bars and the crimson moon outside with his gray-blue eyes.

Klein closed the door, smiled, and asked casually:

"Why aren't you sleeping?"

Dun En was taken aback for a moment, and then realized that the other party was now the "clown" of Sequence 8, so he kept silent and retreated to the corner.

Hood Eugene turned his head, looked at Klein, and said with a silly smile:

"I'm waiting for my cake."