Mystery: Higher-Dimensional Overlookers

Chapter 52 Encounter
"Then, who is the Lord?" The little girl said timidly, her voice trembling: "I have never heard the Lord you mentioned from the mouths of my brothers and sisters. Are we abandoned?"

"No." Mr. A said solemnly: "The Lord will never abandon you. You were only ensnared by evil gods and demons. The Lord asked me to come here to make this land a sword."

"What we believe in is the omniscient and omnipotent God, the creator of everything."

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"Look, this guy is really in a hurry this time. Hey, he got it before he entered the alley." A young man let out a sinister smile, thinking that the little girl whose name they don't remember was touched by this man It will scream: "Boss, it seems that this time he has never been to the Southern Continent, so he must make good use of it!"

"You're right." A man with a scarred face smiled gloomily: "Looking at him, he is a sheep waiting to be slaughtered if he dares to come here. Later, you should act swiftly and don't leave anything behind."

"Understood!" The young man next to him was eager to try.

They watched Mr. A and the little girl walk into the alley, and they surrounded them like humans hunting animals.They blocked the exit of this alley, and planned to kill the two people on the opposite side.After all, the little girl they threw out was also their "hunting" target.

However, what these guys didn't know was that when they were about to close the encirclement towards the prey, the "prey" they thought was already lying on the chopping board had quietly closed its mouth and showed them a ferocious smile.

When it comes to how to fight a villain, it is obviously the most effective way to let another villain deal with it. Of course, the premise is that the two villains will not join forces to deal with you.Compared with Mr. A, the famous national-level wanted criminal, these fledglings who sneaked around and committed crimes seemed to pale in comparison.

What are they thinking, what are their goals, what are they going to do.These things can be seen through by the experienced Mr. A at a glance.Out of the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of the young man who was slowly approaching, and gently held the little girl's hand holding the knife with his somewhat rough hand.

"You hesitate." Mr. A said suspiciously: "Xiao Yang, why don't you stab the knife in my body?"

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"Okay, students, that's all I'm going to talk about today. Then let's dismiss the get out of class now." With a polite smile on his face, Klein Moretti nodded slightly to end the day's class.He is still in the internship period, and his weekly salary is 2 gold pounds and 10 soli.

When this month is over, he can become a full professor. At that time, Klein's weekly salary will be doubled, or even a little more.

Moreover, the main source of income for professors is not salary.

A history professor in a university can be regarded as a profession that can quickly make connections. Nobles and ladies of the nobility will not go to the university to study, and mixing with commoners will make them look unseemly.More often than not, they specially invite lecturers and professors from universities to teach one-on-one to their children in their own manors and castles.

The most important thing is that this job is really easy compared to the previous work of the Nighthawks.Klein only attended two classes today, and stayed in his office for the rest of the time, so he had plenty of time to read various books.

"Professor Moriarty, are you ready to go back?"

Just as Klein walked out of the classroom and was about to return to the office to pack up his things and go home, he suddenly heard a gentle voice.

Klein looked back and found that the person who came was a middle-aged man in a formal suit.This man is a mechanical technology lecturer here, and his rank is lower than that of a full professor after he became a full-time professor.His surname is Mitchell. Although his position is only a lecturer, the teachers here generally call each other professors to show their respect.

Klein nodded lightly:

"Yes, Professor Mitchell, my class is over today, and I'm going to exercise for a while. You know, the body is the capital of revolution."

"Well, I know." Professor Mitchell said naturally: "This is the famous saying of Emperor Russell——I admire Emperor Russell very much. He is not only talented, but also very humble. He has made so many great achievements. He also said that he was only 'standing on the shoulders of giants', tsk tsk, what a humble genius!"

Klein: "..."

"Ah, that's right." Seeing Klein's helpless expression, the male professor patted his head and smiled awkwardly: "You still have things to do, so you go slowly. It is estimated that today's freshman transfer procedures I'm the only one here."

"Freshman?" Klein was a little puzzled, "Shouldn't school have started long ago? Why are there still freshmen enrolled?"

"You don't know that, do you?" Professor Mitchell smiled slightly: "I heard that a girl was directly introduced by the school manager and arranged as a transfer student. Even Backlund University, there will be such a situation Appeared. So let alone our place."

"That's it..." Klein suddenly became interested, and said to Professor Mitchell, "Professor Mitchell, may I help you? After all, I just came here, and I also want to know about our school's admissions process."

"Professor Moriarty." Professor Mitchell suddenly touched Klein's hands: "I knew you were a helpful, friendly, and honest young man. Since you said so, I will bear the pain I have entrusted this task to you... I will take you there now and tell you the transfer process for new students."

Klein was taken aback for a moment, then smiled wryly, suddenly feeling like he was being tricked.

He probably knew why Professor Mitchell was unwilling to handle the transfer of freshmen—most of the students directly arranged by the school manager were either rich or noble, even if they were not the children of minor nobles, they were the sons of merchants.And it will take more than an hour for this freshman to transfer a set of procedures to complete.

For most professors, this is a thankless task.But since he took over the job, Klein will naturally complete this transfer properly.

He sighed, stretched out his hand and pushed open the door of the reception hall in front of him.Klein pushed open the door, and said to the girl sitting inside: "Hi, I'm the professor in charge of transferring your new students. Now..."

Klein stopped suddenly, and a feeling of suffocation gradually came to his heart.He stared blankly at the quiet girl obediently sitting on the sofa, and the words he had prepared and prepared to say stopped for a moment.

— This freshman is Melissa Moretti.

Melissa raised her head suspiciously when she heard the voice coming from the door stop abruptly.But at the next moment, Melissa's hands trembled, and she couldn't help covering her mouth.There was a crisp cracking sound, and the cup she was holding fell to the ground, and the hot tea in it splashed everywhere.

That face was very familiar to Melissa. In the past ten years, Melissa had seen this face every day.Even with a beard, a different hairstyle, and a monocle, Melissa still recognizes him.

"Can we start now..." Klein said dryly, "My name is Sherlock Moriarty."

Melissa took a deep breath, looked at Klein in front of her, and tried her best to calm down her mood.But even so, the words she said from her mouth could not help but bring some crying:
"Please help me with the transfer procedures, Ke, Professor Moriarty. I have been waiting here for a long time."

Both she and Benson had been waiting a long time.

Ever since they came to Backlund, they were afraid that this was just a dream, just a hopeful dream created by Klein's friends for them.They were afraid, afraid that Klein had actually been buried underground.

But when Melissa saw Klein's disguised face, all her previous fears disappeared.Instead, what appeared in her heart was a sweet and reassuring feeling, like returning home, whether it was the fear of coming to the metropolis or worry about Klein, they all quietly melted here.

"Okay, Miss Melissa. This way, please."

The corners of Klein's mouth curled up exaggeratedly, like a happy clown.

He opened the door and led Melissa towards his office.

(End of this chapter)