"Mr. Klein, I didn't expect that you were actually a police inspector. Are you police officers interested in divination? By the way, do you usually use divination to handle cases?" Jon asked.

"Haha, divination is just my personal hobby and has nothing to do with my work."

Klein smiled dryly.

As a policeman, I know a little bit about divination, so why not work as a fortune teller part-time? He thought.

"Thanks to your report, otherwise I don't know what those cult members would have done."

Klein recalled everything he saw in that warehouse.

"Sir, you need to sign a confidentiality agreement." A beautiful brown-haired girl came over.

Jon took the confidentiality agreement, which contained various regulations, including not leaking information about the Blackthorn Security Company, and not leaking the existence of extraordinary factors. After all, Jon was the whistleblower for the cultists, and Blackthorn Security

The company had every reason to suspect that he had knowledge of the existence of the extraordinary.

Dunn even suspected that Jon was an extraordinary person. After all, how could a normal person discover the cult's plot and escape safely?

Dunn hinted that Jon could join the Blackthorn Security Company.

"Thank you for the invitation. To be honest, I am also a believer of the goddess."

Jon drew the corresponding gesture of the goddess on his chest.

"But because I have some things to deal with in Backlund, I have to leave here for a while, so I can't join here." Jon said.

When Dunn saw this, he could only give up.

As for the fact that the other party may be a wild Beyonder, Dunn said that he would register and report it to the church.

After all, the other party was Klein's informant. The information about this operation was provided by the other party. In addition, the other party also claimed to be a believer of the goddess. Dunn had no choice but to turn a blind eye. After all, he could not arrest both the informant and the prisoner.

Alright.

"As for the bonus, you don't need to give me part of it, I'll give it all to you."

Jon said to Klein.

"I will leave Tingen for Backlund the day after tomorrow. I probably won't be able to wait for the bonus to be paid out."

It takes a few days from application to payment of the bonus. Jon will leave Tingen tomorrow, a place of right and wrong, so there is no need to be so stingy that he allocates a few more gold pounds for Klein to remit to him through the bank.

The main reason is that Miss Justice's 450 gold pounds have been received. Including the original owner's money, I probably have a total of about 700 gold pounds left, which is barely rich.

Klein was a little embarrassed.

"Just make a friend. If we meet again in the future, maybe I will need your help."

Jon pretended not to care.

Do you think it’s worth spending dozens of gold pounds to make friends with a pillar? Although the pillar is a bit poor.

Jon thought.

After this incident, at least I became familiar with Klein in front of him. Plus, as a member of the Tarot Society, if I didn't do well in the future, I would hug Klein's thigh as a pendant.

Although the world has undergone unknown changes, Jon has no doubt that Klein can become a god.

...

Not long after Jon left, Dunn chatted with Klein in the captain's office:

"While chasing the Church of the Eater, I discovered three strange corpses."

Klein was suddenly curious, "What happened to those three corpses?"

"Two of the three corpses were killed by gunshots. It can be seen that the shooter was very good at shooting. The bullet hit the center of the eyebrow, killing him with one blow, while the other corpse,"

Dunn's steady voice paused, "His body became strangely twisted, and a 'Death' card from the Tarot deck was left at the scene."

"The Death Card? It can't be Mr. Death, right?"

"What is his purpose for doing this? To show off the reputation of the Tarot Club? Wouldn't this attract the attention of the Zhengshen Church?"

Thinking of this, Klein, the biggest leader of the Tarot Society, couldn't help but want to shrink back, but he quickly restrained himself.

"Perhaps you can ask the 'God of Death' in the next Tarot Club if he did it. Mr. Fool hasn't allowed him to act in the name of the Tarot Club yet, but Mr. Fool doesn't seem to be able to care about such a trivial matter."

"I have already reported the specific situation to the church, but obviously this matter is not the focus. Our work center is still pursuing the Corpse Eater Church and tracing the whereabouts of the Antigonus family notes."

"Almost forgot,"

Just as Klein was about to leave, Dunn stopped him and said, "Remember to inform everyone and summarize everyone's injuries and equipment losses during this operation."

...

Then, Jon stayed in a hotel near St. Selina Church on Red Moon Street, which temporarily filled Jon with some sense of security.

During this period, he further tried out the ability of his magic eye.

Including entering the state of Sequence Seven Dark Night Shadows and trying out your future abilities.

Jon also went to the alley where he first wandered to look for the black cat, but unfortunately he didn't find it.

...

Loen time, Monday at 2:55 pm.

Above the blurry, boundless, gray and empty mist, a majestic and grand temple stands tall, with an ancient mottled bronze long table quietly placed.

And in the high-backed chair at the top of the long table, a man covered in thick gray mist was already sitting.

Klein leaned back on his chair and thought silently for a while, then suddenly stretched out his hand to point at the crimson stars symbolizing "Justice", "The Hanged Man" and "Death".

...

Backlund, Queens

Audrey was thinking, "I wonder if Mr. Fool can let Susie enter that mysterious space, so that there will be five members of our Tarot Society!"

Somewhere in the Sunia Sea, the ancient sailing ship chasing the "Listener" has moved away from the Rhoad Islands.

Alger picked up the wine glass and drank it in one sip, soothing the feelings in his heart with the burning sensation in his throat.

In a closed room in the hotel, Jon was still thinking, "I've been wandering in that alley for a long time, and why is that black stray cat still missing? I'm leaving tomorrow, and I won't find you again.

That can only be said to be fate but not destiny."

...

Above the gray mist, huge stone pillars supported a magnificent temple.

Three dark red masses suddenly appeared next to the ancient and mottled bronze long table, blurring and stretching into illusory figures.

First, there was Miss Justice. She began to say hello to The Fool, The Hanged Man, and Jon.

At this time, Audrey noticed the changes in Jon.

"His hair is no longer as dirty and messy as the last tarot session. Does this mean that he was in trouble before and is now out of trouble, or it was just his disguise before."

Audrey thought.

"You are far more powerful than we imagine." Alger Wilson praised the Fool. He was referring to the success of praying to Mr. Fool and getting a response.
Chapter completed!