Hearing Klein's question, the baby wrapped in silver silk raised his chubby arms and spread it to both sides and said:

"I have no choice, I'm still in my mother's belly!

"Although that paper crane cannot be written, it can still help me locate you. I will notify you if there is any problem!"

Klein had expected Will Ansitin's answer, and his posture was unchanged and his smile was still open and he explained:

"The paper crane has already had a little damage, and I think there may be a problem with the positioning."

Immediately afterwards, he gave his own advice:

"Maybe this is possible. After you are born, you will summon my messenger and write to me."

He was worried that abnormal situations would occur when Will Ansitine was born, which caused the "Snake of Destiny" to change the body of the baby, and then he would really not be able to contact him.

In the black stroller, Will Ansetine opened her mouth and closed it again, but she did not respond for a moment.

After a few seconds, the baby said with a slightly flattering mouth:

"Do you think this is realistic?

"Not only does a newborn baby carry a pen to write to you, but also arrange a ceremony and summon a messenger?"

Klein laughed dryly:

"But you are the 'Snake of Destiny'."

"Then you have to respect the laws of nature!" Will Ansitine shook his arm and patted the mat next to him.

The baby immediately thought about it and said:

"So, you find someone to stare at this place. Once you find that a baby is born, you will immediately repay you."

Klein's eyes turned left and right and said:

"It's OK."

In this regard, he could find too many "people". He could hire gang members through Sharon and communicate with the help of messengers. He could find something to do for Emlyn White, who was usually free, and he could entrust the bounty hunter Miss Hug to help. The corresponding result was the "magicist" German Sparrow, and he could also let the "magic mirror" Arods pay attention to the nearby and report the situation in a single-line contact.

However, Emlin's nose is very smart. I wonder if he will smell the umbilical cord blood outside the house, and even distinguish the corresponding essence... If this is true, it may bring him a shock similar to seeing mythical creatures, with reduced reason, mental disorder, and physical changes... Klein asked again while Will Ansitin's stroller had not yet returned to the shadows:

"I have a person, well, teacher, I haven't contacted him for a long time. Can you help me see his current fate?

"His name is Azke Eggs."

Because Mr. Azke never replied, Klein was inevitably a little worried. He had used the copper whistle to perform corresponding divination on the gray fog, but he could only see a quiet and deep darkness, and heard one long and long breath after another, and could not interpret what such a dream meant.

Will Ansez sucked his thumb and said:

"In a state of change, this may be a good thing or a bad thing. You can only see this level specifically because there is something special about your teacher."

What special is directly derived from the divinity of the god of death? The state of change? This refers to Mr. Azke regaining more memories and regaining his corresponding strength through sleeping again. Klein bowed thoughtfully:

"Thank you for your answer."

Will Ansitine immediately turned her head and looked to the side.

Klein thought about it and reminded him:

"As far as I know, Amon, the 'blasphemer, came to Beckland, of course, it is likely that he is a clone."

Will Ansitting was stunned for a moment and laughed:

"For you, this is a bad thing, but to me, it is quite good. Amon and Ulorus's stupid snake are the absolute mortal enemies. No, the more accurate description is that He hates the 'real Creator' and always wants to pull the other party off the throne of the god, while Ulorus is loyal to the evil god."

After talking about this, the black stroller returned to the shadow in the mirror, and everything returned to normal.

Amon hated the "Real Creator"? I increasingly suspect that the "Real Creator" is a participant in the sharing of the ancient sun god, the dark baby in the center of the Storm Angel, the Pure White Angel and the Wisdom Angel... Klein exhaled, stepped forward two steps, turned on the faucet, and washed his hands.

…………

In the evening, inside the Dongbailang Veterans Club.

Klein did not immediately see Colonel Calvin, who had donkey-faced, put the suitcase containing 10,000 pounds in the heavy safe, and followed the Macht MP to enjoy the buffet food provided by this top club.

The main feature here is the South Mainland feature, including cheese bread made from tapioca flour, ice cream poured with purple raspberry juice, assorted seafood soup seasoned with coconut milk and palm oil, beef offal stewed with pepper, tomato and onion, Hagati iron barbecue, Pas Valley smelly soup, schnitzel and grilled squid.

Compared with other places, the ingredients used here are very high-end and the taste is pure Southern Continental style. Klein is quite satisfied with eating. If it weren't for the sake of the image, he felt that a bite of Hagati iron barbecue and a bite of purple raspberry ice cream would definitely be very pleasant.

Sure enough, I prefer heavy-taste food... What satisfied me the most today was the pre-dinner wine. If it weren't for the casual mention of Councillor Macht, I would even think it was a light-taste juice... Two slices of lemon were soaked in the light golden liquid, and a few pieces of broken ice were added. It was sweet, a little sour, with no alcohol smell, and it was cool and refreshing, which immediately took away the heat of the body... Klein put the table cloth on the plate and savored the enjoyment just now.

At this time, the Macht, who had gone to the bathroom, came back and smiled and bent down to Dawn. Dontez said in his ear:

"That room before."

"Okay." Klein stood up, went to the room with a safe, took out the small suitcase containing 10,000 pounds of notes, and then went to the living room where he met Colonel Calvin twice.

Calvin, with a donkey face, was waiting there, glanced at the small suitcase in Dawn Dontes's hand, and stood up with a smile:

“You are such a powerful gentleman.

“I really appreciate this attitude of doing things.”

He said, stretching out his right hand and gripped Dawn Dontes with his gray sideburns.

Klein immediately handed the small suitcase in his hand to the other party, and said with a humble smile:

"As a businessman, if he is not decisive and quick when he sees a good opportunity to make money, it only means that he is not suitable for this profession."

Calvin sat down again, opened the small suitcase in front of Dawn Dontes and Macht, and roughly counted the neatly arranged Zaza banknotes.

He quickly finished confirmation, closed the box, raised his head, and looked at Dawn who had already sat diagonally opposite him. Dontes said:

"What do you have any thoughts on the specific transaction details?"

Klein deliberately showed his organizational language and waited for a few seconds before saying:

"I think I'll go to the Southern Continent recently, to Xibairan."

Seeing that Colonel Calvin and Congressman Macht showed some surprise, he added:

"Some things are not suitable for doing with a lot of arms, and in order to make the transaction go smoothly, preparation is essential.

"Haha, I have to pay attention to this matter, it is a business worth tens of thousands of pounds.

"I think this is my idea. I will first go to Sibailang to contact customers in need to solve obvious obstacles. When the agreed time is reached, I will contact you via telegram to collect goods at the East Bailang border."

Colonel Calvin pondered:

"After June 20, you can send me a telegram. I'll give you specific information later. In short, after receiving the telegram, I will immediately notify the officers there and ask them to bring the person who gave the agreed code and password to the warehouse.

"Well... do you need auxiliary personnel who can provide protection during this period? When will you set out?"

I just want to go to Sibairan to find a place without the Rose School to squat, waiting for Danitz to do other things... When will I set off? Of course, I hope to set off today and arrive today, but this will be suspected... Klein thought about it for two seconds and said:

"Not yet. In some parts of the Southern Continent, such auxiliary personnel will be the main factor in the conflict. Don't worry, I have many friends in Sibairan. Safety can be guaranteed without bringing valuable goods.

"As for the question of when to go, my answer is, the faster the better."

Colonel Calvin thought for nearly a minute and nodded slowly:

"After dinner tomorrow, I will send someone to pick you up. The military has an airship to transport supplies and personnel to the Bay of Disi, and it is very close to the southern continent by boat. If it goes well, it will take two or three days. Even if it is blocked by storms, some of the waterways must be detoured and can be reached within a week."

"Thank you." Crane stood up sincerely and saluted.

In his opinion, following the military to leave Beckland is an option that is safe enough to be suspected by anyone.

After talking about some details, Klein stood up and said goodbye, returning to the hall with Member Macht, preparing to leave.

In the hall, next to the buffet table, nearly ten men in military uniforms or casual clothes gathered there with a glass of wine, laughing at the recent rumors.

Klein glanced over and suddenly felt that one of the figures was a little familiar.

The man was over 1.85 meters tall, but less than 1.9 meters tall, his arms were slightly longer, his legs were tilted to a certain extent, and his shoulders were extremely wide and thick, making him look tighter in the black formal outfit.

This is... Klein's thoughts were swift, and his spirit suddenly became tense, and he remembered the source of familiarity:

This is the demigod who met "Crazy Captain" Connors that night!

The demigod who is suspected to serve a faction in the royal family and dominates human trafficking!

Although the high-sequence powerhouse was wearing a black cloak at the time, interfering with divination and not revealing his appearance, Klein remembered his figure.

This is the specialty of the "faceless man"!

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