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Thursday, Backlund, Sherlock's office.
Early in the morning, Klein sent letters to Sharron and Maric, the content of which was naturally a reply regarding the hunting of Rose School members.
After careful consideration and divination above the gray fog, Klein decided to participate in this operation.
As for the reward, Klein planned to discuss it with Sharron and Maric when they met next time.
"I don't lack mystical items now. More of them will only add to the negative effects, and Lin Ruo has left me enough books on mystical knowledge. I don't even have time to study them all... Should I ask for pounds? Hmm, I am indeed short of money recently."
Klein muttered, straightening his collar in front of the mirror, looking at his slightly bookish face in the mirror, and smiling slightly.
He was about to go out, not to do any commission, but to go to the train station to pick someone up.
Benson and Melissa would arrive in Backlund this morning.
This was the result Klein divined.
"It's inconvenient not having a mobile phone. If I didn't have divination, I wouldn't even know when to pick them up."
Klein missed the convenience of mobile phones while walking out of Sherlock's office.
He walked to the street, hailed a tram, reported the address of Backlund Station, and sat in the carriage, contemplating how to confess to Benson and Melissa after picking them up, and how to explain the extraordinary.
Honestly, with Klein's eloquence, this was not a difficult thing, but Klein still felt a little nervous.
He was afraid that Benson and Melissa would blame him for concealing it, and not understand his choice, and he was also afraid that Benson and Melissa would understand him, support him, encourage him, but secretly worry about him because of his choice.
"But I have no way back..."
Thinking of the mysterious gray fog, and some information revealed in Lin Ruo's words, Klein sighed.
"Benson and Melissa must also have the power to protect themselves..."
He also thought of Lin Ruo's words about war, and was filled with worries about the future for a time.
"Deng deng deng—"
The carriage drove through the streets and soon arrived at Backlund Station. After Klein paid the money, he got off the bus, entered the platform with the crowd, and began to wait.
After a while, the sound of a steam train rang in Klein's ears, and then a steam train that looked very mechanically beautiful drove into the station and slowly stopped.
"Kacha—"
The doors on the carriages opened with a clear sound. Klein, who was already prepared, went to one of the carriages, and as expected, after a while, he saw a familiar figure.
Benson was still wearing a suit, but it could be seen that it was probably newly bought clothes. He was carrying a black luggage bag in one hand, and loosening his collar with the other. It could be seen that he seemed a little nervous and cramped.
Melissa was wearing a white dress, not carrying any luggage, looking around curiously. Soon she seemed to see something, with a surprised, astonished and delighted expression, "Klein?"
"Yes, it's me."
Klein greeted her, gave the somewhat excited and joyful Melissa a hug, then looked at Benson and said with a smile: "Give me the luggage."
"No, no, I'll carry it, it's not heavy anyway."
Benson shook his head and refused his brother's request. At the same time, he looked at Klein's complexion, and seemed to breathe a sigh of relief, "It seems you've been doing well recently."
Although he hadn't seen Klein's living environment yet, whether a person was doing well or not could be directly observed through their complexion. Benson knew that if Klein was doing poorly in Backlund, he would definitely not have such a good complexion.
"Actually, I have been doing really well recently."
Klein slightly curled the corners of his mouth, looked at his brother and sister in front of him, and said with a smile: "Benson, Melissa, welcome to Backlund. I'll take you to my house first, and then you can plan how to visit."
Benson and Melissa naturally had no objections to this.
The three immediately walked out of the station. Melissa also recovered from the joy of seeing Klein, thought of something, and asked curiously and doubtfully: "Klein, I only said in the letter that I would arrive in Backlund in the next few days. How did you know that we were on the steam train this morning? I originally planned to go to your house directly with Benson."
Melissa really didn't expect Klein to pick them up at the station at first.
If it were before, Klein might have laughed it off, but now that he had decided to confess the extraordinary to Benson and Melissa, Klein decided to lay the groundwork first.
So he showed a slightly mysterious smile and said, "This is what divination told me."
"Divination?"
Melissa was stunned for a moment. As a person who loved machinery, she didn't really believe in these mysterious things. But she couldn't stand having a close friend who loved mysticism, so she knew a little about divination and the like.
But knowing was knowing, she didn't expect that one day, she would hear her brother say this to her so seriously, which made Melissa stunned for a moment, and then laughed, "Klein, you are still so humorous."
Obviously, Melissa thought Klein was joking just now.
No, sister, I'm not being humorous, I'm stating the facts.
Klein slandered in his heart, but he didn't directly refute it.
After all, it was still outside, and if he really wanted to popularize the extraordinary to Benson and Melissa, he would have to wait until he got home.
Soon, the three left the station. After Klein rejected everyone's opinions (mainly persuading Melissa), he called another tram. Soon Klein brought his brother and sister to his current residence.
"Goddess, Klein, you, you actually live in this kind of place?"
Melissa stood in front of the door of 15 Minsk Street, looking at the detached house in front of her in shock.
"How much does this rent cost..."
It's no wonder she was like this, after all, although the place where Klein lived was not very good in Backlund, it was definitely not bad, much better than the house the Moretti family rented in Tingen.
"Uh, Klein, are you sharing with someone?"
Benson estimated the house in front of him in his heart, and estimated the possible rent in his heart, and felt that it was sky-high no matter how he calculated it.
In fact, a rent of 50 pounds a year was indeed sky-high for the original Moretti family.
"No, I usually live alone, and occasionally my friends will come to stay for a few days."
Klein shook his head, and then said: "Let's go in, I'll take you to visit my new home, which will also be your new home in the future."
After Klein finished speaking, he led Benson and Melissa, who were still in shock, into the house.
If it wasn't shocking enough outside the house, after strolling around the house, Melissa's eyes looking at Klein had turned into "What the hell did this prodigal son rent?".
Shock was shock, after estimating the possible rent, Melissa felt her heart was bleeding.
Melissa, who had always been accustomed to thrift and frugality, and couldn't wait to split a penny in half, looked at Klein with a painful and helpless look, and asked: "Klein, how much is the weekly rent for this house?"
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