"Why should I stuff myself into the gap between the wine cabinet and the wall of the car?"

Klein asked remarkably unhappily.

"Then you can hide in the closet, too." The God of Light replied.

"I'm not a cat!"

"Go in quickly, I'll pay for the old face of the train conductor." The God of Light urged.

"You owe me at least five thousand pounds, last time Miss Courier..."

Klaien mumbled, reluctant.

"You don't want me to visit the Dark Church because I'm too bored."

The God of Lamps is forcing and tempting.

"That's what's up to me, I'm no longer..."

Klaien pulled over a clean tablecloth and spread it in the crack. He barely sat down, but the God of Light became dissatisfied:

"You don't look like an old drunkard like this."

"This formal outfit is very expensive. If it gets dirty, you can wash it?"

"Didn't I catch your servant? Let Seniore wash it," said the God of Light.

"Isn't that still me!"

...

Wendel once again carefully pushed open the door of the front car.

"Bang!"

"Crash!"

"Help!"

The door at the end of the car was roughly knocked open, and a embarrassed man rushed in frantically, and then a piece of paper man chased after him.

The man ran very fast, but the paper man jumped and jumped when he moved. He could move forward for a long distance with every twist, and he was about to touch the man's back.

"My verdict is to leave!"

Wendel yelled, and didn't look at the result at all, so he turned around and ran together.

The paper man was stunned for a moment, and his simple facial features were curved with a curve, smiling like three single brackets.

"Either hide or find an empty seat to sit down and pretend to be a wooden man."

Wendel ran and shouted loudly, the man behind him temporarily escaped and ran forward desperately. In an instant, the two of them ran through another carriage.

The door opened and closed, and slapped it back with a "bang", temporarily blocking the paper man's view. Wendel took the opportunity to jump straight into the seat by the window through the dull passenger, and he took off the same

The throne's top hat was buckled on his head, then lowered his head to cover up his expression.

Seeing Wendel's behavior, the man also stopped and ran. He panicked and looked around and did not find an empty seat. He was quick to learn and immediately possessed himself and crawled under the seat.

The paper man went straight through the door to chase into the car, but found that he had lost his target. It walked back two times in the car, and the single brackets turned into short horizontal lines, and passed through the next door in disappointment and left.

Both living people were trying hard to slow down and breathe lightly. The carriage was silent and the needle could be heard.

After several minutes, Wendel breathed a sigh of relief.

Suddenly, a slight and gloomy voice sounded in his ears.

"I found you..."

Wendel's cold sweat came out in an instant, and his muscles tensed up. He didn't turn around, but jumped up violently. At the same time, he pulled out his pistol, turned around in the air and raised his arms to shoot. When his feet touched the ground, his legs exerted force and quickly turned around.

Escape forward, and at this time, the sound of bullet hitting the wall of the carriage had just sounded.

No hits the entity!

This is a demon hunting bullet! Why doesn't it work for the resentful shadow?

Wendel was even more worried, and didn't care about the man he had before, and just ran forward with his head down.

The man hiding under the seat heard the gunshots and couldn't help but look up slightly. He saw leather boots and paper dodges one after another. After waiting for a while, he dared to move forward slightly and look up slightly.

In front, half an upside-down white face and two dark eye holes were exposed from the edge of the seat.

Wendel ran all the way, and the white group, who was not sure what was behind, chased him without any hesitation. When he ran into a new car, he found that the monster suddenly disappeared.

Wendel stopped and heard the crisp sound of the spoon hitting the teacup.

Slowly forward, Wendel saw a strangely dressed black-haired man stirring coffee circle by circle. It was a gorgeous dress that should not appear on the steam train. The dim and dirty light made the man

It feels like an old oil painting.

Hearing Wendell's footsteps, the man raised his head and glanced at him casually.

There is a sense of familiarity...I must have seen it somewhere...Golden eyes...

Wendel looked at the man in front of him carefully and spoke first: "Hello, do you... have any opinions on the incident on this steam train?"

The white and transparent fingers stopped stirring. The man did not look up, but responded calmly: "Sit."

The familiarity once again hits...transparent...paint...

Wendel's boy Kong suddenly magnified, and he remembered that it was a mission portrait issued by MINI, looking for an evil spirit with the power of a demigod!

Although he wasn't often in Beckland, he'd seen that portrait too.

"What problem do you want to know?"

The man asked slowly.

Wendel had a greater fear than being pursued by a strange ghost, which originated from a clear and irresistible threat to his own life.

Seeing that he didn't say anything, the man looked up again, and this time he seemed to be a little serious, he said, "You seem to recognize me?"

The man's tone was gentle and calm, but Wendel felt irreversible from the bottom of his heart. He gritted his teeth and said all the thoughts that emerged.

"My name is Wendel. I am an intelligence officer at MI9. I have seen your portrait. This is a mission to find evil spirits with the power of a demigod."

"Oh... it's you, tsk, you... are so lucky."

The man raised the corners of his mouth and showed a playful smile, as if he was interested in him all of a sudden.

"According to the rules, you can ask me questions when you encounter me. I will answer a question based on my mood. Now you can ask."

Wendel tried hard to calm down his agitation and felt his heart panic. He felt his head full of tangled seaweed, dancing wildly in his brain.

"I...I want to know...how can I get out of here safely."

The man smiled intentionally and replied: "Follow the choices of the heart and the rules of the game. Not only this time, but you can leave safely again next time. This is a bonus suggestion."

"Finding the conductor, tell him all the rules you have summarized. If the answer is correct, he will open the door to the outside world."

"You can keep exploring."

The man raised his chin and signaled him to leave.

This was a tiny sound from the door blocking. The door was pushed open little by little, and the head of half a brown-haired girl was poked out, and her eyes were covered by a brown cover.

She looked around the carriage carefully and saw Wendel looking at her, her eyes lit up.

After confirming that she was safe, the girl still held her book and walked quickly towards Wendel.

"You're fine, it's great."

After saying that, the girl sat in the seat opposite Wendell.

"you can……"

Wendelton stopped talking, and in just a few seconds when he turned his attention to the girl, the existence of the terrifying evil spirit completely disappeared, as if it had never appeared before, and he even felt that he had just been
Chapter completed!