Mystery: The Stars Returner

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In the evening, Klein, who had put on an apron and been busy in the kitchen for twenty minutes, had just finished making a pot of beef brisket stew with potatoes when he heard a rhythmic knock on the door.

He put down the fork he was using to taste the beef brisket, put the lid back on the pot, and leaned out half of his body to look in the direction of the door.

At this point in time, it is indeed time for Benson and Melissa to come back, but they all have keys with them, so they can just open the door when they get home, without knocking.

Could it be that Benson was in a hurry today and forgot to bring his keys?

Klein thought briefly for a few seconds, wiped his hands on the hem of his light blue apron that was stained with oil, and then walked out of the kitchen and came to the door.

Just in case, he first cautiously asked the identity of the person knocking on the door outside.

"I am Greste, and I worked with you and Leonard on the Ince Zangwill incident in Tingen."

The man at the door spoke with a familiar voice. Klein relaxed his guard slightly and opened the door in a small arc. When he saw Greste standing alone outside.

Klein opened the door completely and said with a smile: "Mr. Greste, why did you suddenly come to visit my house?"

"Mr. Klein, we meet again." Greste added: "This time I took the liberty of visiting, which is really disturbing."

"Would you like to come in first, do you want tea or coffee?" Klein stepped aside and invited Greste to come in.

"Just have a regular cup of tea. I'm out and about all the time, so I don't have much attention to this aspect."

Greste walked into the house and sat on the sofa. She saw that Klein was still wearing an apron and the smell of food was faintly wafting from the kitchen. He chuckled and said, "It seems I came at the right time."

"I'm going to make you laugh. I got off work early today, so I cooked something for myself at home. It's just ordinary home-cooked food."

As Klein spoke, he made Greste and himself a cup of tea each, then took off his apron and came over with a tea cup.

The two chatted for a few words while drinking tea, and Greste explained the purpose of coming here today.

He wanted to invite Klein to go with him to South Wales to deal with the matter at Puning Port.

Archbishop Anthony allowed him to pick a few people to assist him in this matter, and the first person he thought of was Klein.

"Why did you choose to invite me to South Wales?"

There was a puzzled look in Klein's eyes. After coming to Backlund, he had no contact with Mr. Greste, and his personal friendship was relatively average.

Greste glanced at him and then explained the reason: "Because this matter is related to Ince Zangwill, and you have had contact with him."

Having said this, he smiled and said: "Of course, this is not the main reason why I chose you. The real reason is that I think you have a kind of good luck, and this kind of good luck is what I lack. "

Klein also laughed and said, "Such a statement is too unreal."

"No, no, this is not illusory at all. When it comes to extraordinary things, some people are easily favored by good luck. The specific manifestation is that they can often turn dangerous situations into danger. You have fully proved it in the 008 incident. This." Greste explained patiently.

Klein relaxed a little. He thought that Mr. Greste had noticed something special about him.

He thought for a while and then asked: "Since this matter is official, why don't you directly recruit me, but instead visit me privately?"

Greste said in a sincere tone: "I just want to give you a chance to choose freely. If it is a business recruitment, it will indeed save time and effort, but you don't seem to want to leave Backlund, so I chose to visit you privately. "

Klein was silent for a while, raised his head slightly and asked curiously, "How do you know I don't want to leave Backlund?"

"From your daily life, you go home to spend time with your family after work every day, and you don't show any personality like going out and being lively. Based on this, I made the inference that you don't want to leave Backlund."

Seeing that Klein's expression was a little unnatural, Greste added: "Don't get me wrong, I didn't follow you privately, nor did I find any private detective to investigate you. I just learned a lot about you from your colleagues. "

Klein's expression softened slightly, but he did not immediately answer Greste's invitation, and the scene fell silent for a moment.

Click.

It's the sound of a key turning in a lock.

Before the door was fully opened, Benson's slightly exaggerated voice was heard.

"Klein, are you preparing anything delicious tonight? I just smelled the aroma of beef stew in the corridor."

Benson walked in and took off his shoes that were stained with a lot of mud. When he looked up, he saw that there were guests at home today.

He was startled for a moment and looked at Klein.

"Benson, this is Mr. Greste. He once helped me in Tingen and is also my colleague. He has been working in Backlund."

Klein gave a few brief introductions. Greste showed a kind smile to Benson, then stood up and looked at Klein again, "I will leave Backlund at eight o'clock tomorrow morning. I hope you can think about it carefully."

After Greste left, Benson frowned slightly and said, "Klein, are you leaving Backlund?"

Klein shook his head, "I haven't decided yet whether I want to go on a business trip, and Mr. Greste allows me to make my own choice."

"I'm on a business trip..." Benson hesitated, then looked towards the kitchen and smiled: "Let me taste the fruits of your labor tonight first."

"Potato stewed beef brisket, I am very confident in this dish."

Klein smiled and followed Benson into the kitchen.

About ten minutes later, Melissa also came back from the academy and caught Klein and Benson in the kitchen secretly eating several pieces of beef brisket and potatoes in the name of tasting.

At night, Klein was lying on the bed alone.

He was thinking about what Mr. Greste said today. Even Mr. Greste, who had little contact with him, could tell that he liked comfort and was unwilling to leave Backlund and go out to explore.

Is it really that obvious?

He goes to work at 8:30 every day to deal with work matters, and can go home at 6:00 in the evening. He only needs to work overtime when there is an emergency or unexpected incident.

He was allowed one day off every week, and he tried to arrange his rest time on Sunday so that he could take Benson and Melissa out for fun and visit the beautiful Backlund.

Such a comfortable and relaxed life is like working as a nine-to-five worker in the original world.

"Maybe we should really go out and take a look."

Klein had already made a decision in his mind. After thinking for a while, he got up and went to the bathroom. He walked four steps backward to reach the top of the gray mist.

He wanted to use divination to see if his journey to South Wales would go smoothly.

The final divination result was that although the process was somewhat bumpy, the result was still good, and it also involved some major changes in my life.

As for possible major changes, whether they are good or bad, it is impossible to predict with such accuracy.

"Would you like to try to divine the whereabouts of 008?"

Klein thought for only two seconds before giving up on this act of seeking death.

After all, no one knows what kind of person 008 is now, and prying into it rashly is a big risk.

……

In the early morning, at 7:50 at the steam train station, Greste arrived at Klein.

There was no surprise on his face, because he knew that Klein would definitely come.

"Mr. Greste, I need more care from you along the way."

"Mr. Klein, this is what I want to say to you." Grestee said with a smile on his face.

……

On the sea, a small ship has been sailing on the sea for more than ten days.

On the bow deck, Leonard was facing the sea and fishing in the cool sea breeze.

Since leaving Puning Port, they have been traveling on the sea, encountering several waves of rampant pirates. Unfortunately, no one among them knows the current specific location of the Black Emperor.

They had no choice but to inquire and search.

"Oh, the fish in this sea are just stupid, and they bite the hook so casually."

Leonard used his wrist force to throw a large fish weighing nearly 20 kilograms on the deck, and pretended to glance casually at a teammate who had not caught anything yet.

Seeing that his face didn't look very good, and there was an obvious bitter smile on his lips, Leonard felt much happier.

Dengdeng.

There was a sound of footsteps on the deck. Leonard put down his fishing rod and looked at Ms. Illya who came out of the captain's cabin.

Illya glanced at Leonard and another teammate, and then said slowly: "There is news from the church that the team members who stayed in Puning Port to investigate are in trouble, and they can no longer even deliver the news normally."

Having trouble?

The first thought that came to Leonard's mind was that he was glad that he did not choose to stay in Puning Port. The second thought was that he was worried about the situation of his teammates.

Leonard asked tentatively: "Ms. Ilia, do you think we were deliberately lured out of Puning Port?"

"Well, this matter is indeed a coincidence, and coincidence and chance are the obstacles we need to overcome most in this investigation."

Illya felt the same way, especially after being far away from Puning Port.

Another team member said: "Then let's return to Puning Port now?"

"This is why I come to you now."

As soon as Ilia finished speaking, the shadow of a ship appeared at the end of the distant sea and sky.

As the ship gradually approached, Leonard and others saw clearly that the ship was the Black Emperor that they had been searching for.

Leonard's face was extremely solemn and he said: "Is this also an arranged coincidence?"

Hearing this, Illya's face changed slightly, but her eyes were still full of calmness and confidence.

"Whether it's a coincidence or not, we shouldn't pass up this opportunity."