Concern leads to chaos…

Klein shook his head, then reported the name of the street where his home was located, and then skillfully took out a coin worth 4 pence and handed it over.

When they returned home in the carriage, Alice had not returned yet. Benson seemed to be busy in the kitchen, so Klein looked at his sister who was doing homework at the table.

When Melissa saw him looking at him, she raised her little head, turned the pen in her hand and pointed in the direction of the cloth sofa.

"Klein, there's a letter over there. Check to see if it's addressed to you."

"letter?"

Klein walked over curiously, bent down and picked up the letter Melissa mentioned on the low table in front of the sofa.

As soon as he touched the dark envelope surface, Klein subconsciously shuddered and had the urge to throw it out the window.

A warning from spirituality?

"Well, it's in the mailbox. I found it when I got home and brought it in for you." Melissa didn't notice the subtle change in his demeanor at all and said casually, "This shouldn't be sent to me by any of my friends. , Benson also said it was not his letter."

"After all, it's only been a week since we moved, and I haven't even had time to report the changed address to the company. Haha, as you all know, the trading industry has been a bit tense recently."

Benson walked out of the kitchen wiping his freshly washed hands, rubbing his head and smiling.

The hairline on top of his head seemed to be retreating at a speed visible to the naked eye.

During the back-and-forth conversation between his brother and sister, Klein regained his composure and turned the letter over to the front with a wax seal printed on it. The wax seal's coat of arms was bright red and consisted of many winding and twisted lines. The intertwined composition made him inexplicably think of countless venomous snakes coiled up in a ball, spitting out venomous snakes.

He held up the envelope and looked at the front and back sides under the light of the living room, but found no traces of ink writing.

In other words, there is neither a signature nor an address on the letter.

This letter may be addressed to Alice.

Klein had this hunch.

But the question is, who delivered this letter to his home? Who knew that Alice was hiding in the house at No. 2 Daffodil Street?

...A force belonging to witches? That witch sect that he could only know the name of based on his authority?

Or is there some mysterious organization that he doesn't understand yet?

In any case, there is definitely a big problem with this letter, which is full of weirdness and gives him a spiritual warning as soon as he gets it.

Klein took a calm breath, put the letter away, and turned back to smile at Melissa and Benson.

"This should be for me. By the way, I forgot to tell you before that the company has something to do tonight, so I was notified to come over with the documents, so you don't have to wait for me for dinner later."

Melissa looked up when she heard this and gave Klein a strange look who had just come back from outside.

"But don't you have a day off today?"

Girl, don't be so sharp, okay? He doesn't want to send this "time bomb" to the Nighthawks quickly!

Klein pretended to be nonchalant and answered her calmly:

"It was a temporary emergency notice. I had just been called out before I remembered that I had left the certificate of an important document at home."

After several rounds of rhetoric and finally dispelling Melissa's doubts, Klein heard Benson say with emotion:

"It seems that behind the generous salary, Klein, you have also put in a lot of effort. You have to report to the company on your rest day..."

For the sake of my own life, there is nothing I can do about it.

Klein forced a smile, rushed back upstairs and pretended to search for what he called "important information", and hurried out the door. On the way, he even looked around nervously for a long time to make sure he didn't see the witch.

He boarded the public carriage with the strange letter in his pocket.

During the journey, Klein kept his mind running and calmly found reasons for his actions.

For the Nighthawks, he decided to just hide the existence of Alice, report the spiritual warning when he touched the letter, and the strangeness of the envelope itself to the captain, and then let him make the decision; as for Alice,

, he could excuse it by saying that the letter itself was too strange, and he was worried that it would cause danger, so he went out and notified the police.

——Well, the Nighthawks Team has a name at the police station, so he is not lying.

After finding an escape route for himself, Klein relaxed a little. At this moment, he suddenly remembered that he had forgotten his identity as an extraordinary person for a moment, and did not even use divination to make a final confirmation on the letter, so he hurriedly

Ran out of the house.

What a gaffe... Or rather, he subconsciously didn't want to stay at home any longer, lest he run into Alice who was returning home in the evening.

He was completely unprepared to face her.

It's okay, it's not too late to confirm now.

Comforting himself in this way, Klein took out the letter from his coat pocket while the other passengers in the carriage were not paying attention, loosened the pendulum chain wrapped in his left sleeve, and was about to perform divination.

But when he saw the "letter" he took out of his pocket, he was stunned.

What he was holding in his hand was still the dark and strange unknown letter. It was clearly a propaganda poster that could be seen everywhere!

There were vague black and white photos printed on it, which seemed to be photos of circus performances. At the bottom, there were a few lines printed in fancy and exaggerated fonts, marking the start time and time of the circus performance, as well as the ticket price.

Klein looked carefully and found that this was even an expired promotion from last weekend!

——Why is this?

He couldn't have remembered wrongly. He definitely left the house with the letter. If something really happened on the way out and the letter in his hand was replaced by an expired poster on the roadside, then there was only one possibility.

kind of explanation.

He encountered extraordinary events.

There was some extraordinary power above his level that took away the letter in his hand!

And the destination of that letter will only be——

…Oops, Melissa and Benson, they’re both at home!

Klein suddenly woke up and hurriedly stopped the carriage. He didn't even bother to ask the toll collector for his fare back. He got out of the carriage and ran in the direction he came from.

Fortunately, he woke up in time. Not long after he got on the carriage, he realized something was wrong. So after only a few minutes of running, Klein returned to the street in front of his house, panting from exhaustion.

No, my physical fitness is really poor. What if I encounter an accident and can't even run...

With such thoughts flashing through his mind, Klein reluctantly supported his weak body and raised his hand to open the mailbox at the door.
Chapter completed!