MTL - Examination of the Imperial Examination-Chapter 9 study

The opponent in the spirit vision should be an ordinary person, which made Alvin feel a lot more at ease.

Generally, people who are drunk on the side of the road will leave when they sober up. This person has not left all day, which is too suspicious.

"Is this the legend that you lie down wherever you get drunk?" Alvin complained silently in his heart.

Why is this drunk man eyeing his apartment, and what are his plans? Did you know that I have withdrawn 50 gold pounds from the Backlund Bank?

impossible! I didn't notice anyone following me all the way back in the carriage. With my current memory, it's impossible for someone who appeared in front of me twice in a short period of time to have no impression.

What's more, because of Williams' relationship, I was on guard against this incident all the way, and I didn't relax until High Citrus Street.

This person was lying on the stairs this morning. At that time, my spiritual intuition didn't remind me. What is the reason?

Suppose now that he is a man with ulterior motives, then he disguised himself as an alcoholic and stayed in one place all the time. What was the purpose?

"Screening target" Alvin suddenly found the reason

He was screening targets, so he was looking at me. Is it good for a foreigner to start?

"Why did you just get promoted, and suddenly found troubles one after another, and the peaceful life here for more than a year disappeared overnight."

The drunken man in the alley in Spirit Vision got up and walked to a place deeper in the alley and sat down, looking over here from time to time, but he was always not far from his apartment building.

"Do you need to call the police? How do you explain that the police are here? Saying he has thoughts on me? Bah!"

"The other party hasn't done anything yet, and he's not a wanted criminal. There's nothing he can do when the police come, and he might startle the snake. What if he throws feces on his door when he's not at home in the future?"

"Let's observe first, if you really have an idea, you must wait until the night. Just as Lingling sees the situation, he does not have a dagger or a revolver on his body. If the other party is alone, in complete darkness, he can easily subdue him with the help of the dark environment. , if there are two or more people, escape by jumping out of the window in the dark."

After he figured it all out, Alvin felt a lot more relaxed. Then he closed the vision, took off the drawing board on his shoulder, and took the ingredients into the kitchen for storage. Then he took out a small bucket of canned wolf fish in the corner of the kitchen and put it in. in the living room.

This is the food mentioned in the original book, popular in the east coast of Feysac, the Gargas Islands and other places. It is a salt-cured wolf fish, but it retains blood, smell, and the smell is very, very, very stimulating, and smelly. Disgusting, very scary biological weapon.

As early as half a year ago, under the strange gaze of the saleswoman, he bought it at a seafood store in the port at a cost of 2 soli and 3 pence.

When he came back, he saw the wooden barrel in his hand, and the public carriage refused to carry him. At that time, he was not allowed to wrap it in the drawing paper he brought, so he did not let him walk home.

Looking at the small wooden barrels placed in the living room, Alvin smiled and said to himself, "I didn't expect this thing to be really useful one day."

In the past, considering that the surrounding environment of the apartment he lived in was complicated and he had no means of life-saving, he bought three kitchen knives, a desk drawer, a kitchen, and a bedroom.

When I was familiar with the dock environment, I accidentally saw a seafood store with this kind of biochemical weapon mentioned in the original book. I bought a small bucket in case it could be used. This thing belongs to killing the enemy. One thousand loses one thousand, use it with caution.

A year has passed and nothing happened, and I almost forgot about these things.

After making these preparations, I took out my pocket watch and checked the time. At 3:40 in the afternoon, I thought to myself, "At this time, people will pass by in the alley from time to time, and the other party will wait until after ten o'clock in the evening, and there is almost no one in the alley. At times, other factors cannot be ruled out, so open Spirit Vision to observe every ten minutes.”

"What I have to do now is to take advantage of this time to raise my spirits and prepare for the dangers that may come next. It is still too passive. I must get a revolver from Williams tomorrow." .

So he took off his windbreaker and hung it on the coat rack, went back to the kitchen to boil a pot of hot water, got a cup for himself, went to the desk in the living room, opened the window, pulled the chair and sat down.

You need to be promoted to Sequence 8 "Scholar" as soon as possible, so that you will have the ability to face the enemy head-on.

I opened the book "Tragedies in the World" and reviewed it. Today, I memorized three Mongolian learning books, "Thousand Characters" 1000 words, "Three Character Classic" plus annotations and illustrations 1170 words, "Di Zi Gui" 360 words Sentence 1080 words.

With his memory after promotion, these thousands of words are easy to memorize, and he can memorize a lot of books, but Alvin didn't do this. Studying is not a dead book.

Although the articles in many Mongolian learning books are simple and easy to understand, catchy, and rhyme with each sentence, some of them are not suitable for me, and they are full of discrimination and contempt for women, etc. View.

He decided that when reading these books, he must carefully identify them in order to get the essence of their thoughts and get rid of their feudal dross.

After reviewing the three Mongolian classics, he gently put down the book, took a sip from the water glass on the table, put down the water glass, and opened Spirit Vision again, and found that the drunk man had not moved anywhere.

He sat on the chair and turned his body, took out a roll of slightly yellowed paper from the second drawer at the bottom left of the desk, put it on the table, took three of them, put it on the table to smooth it, and put the rest put it back in its original place.

Then he stood up, stretched out his hand on the crudely made pen holder, took off the brush, unscrewed the bottle with ink on the side, poured a little bit into the white porcelain kocho, dipped the brush lightly, and started writing on the paper.

I saw that his arms were strong, and his pen was like a dragon, and he wrote three ugly characters, "Thousand Characters".

The calligraphy he wrote is regular script, and "Ci Hai" explained that it "has a square body and straight strokes, which can be used as a model, but his calligraphy is a little ugly.

The golden color outside the window fell, the crimson rose, and the light in the room had dimmed. At this time, Alvin gently put down the brush in his hand, stood up and stretched his body, moved his wrist, looked at the three Mongolian classics written by himself on the desk, and muttered to himself. To: "Practicing calligraphy can really improve the state of mind. In this impetuous world, peace of mind is too rare."

He raised his head and glanced out the window, "I have been writing for such a long time without knowing it. This time I can clearly feel the progress. This is something I have never practiced for more than a year. In the past, it was easy to get distracted and impetuous when practicing calligraphy. Forcing yourself to write a few more, maybe this is the real benefit of promotion?"

He picked up three sheets of paper with full words, read them carefully, and thought: "It seems that the practice must also be included in the daily routine. In the future, Sequence 8 battles will definitely require the use of words. Although others don't know it, Klein will definitely I know, I still don’t know how to laugh at myself in my heart”

"As the saying goes: there is no 100-day work in writing, and practicing calligraphy is a kind of slow work. You have to study hard and practice hard, and you can see Kungfu over time. There are no shortcuts. Fortunately, now that I have been promoted to the sequence, the learning speed is obviously accelerated."

At this time, feeling the hunger in his stomach, he picked up the three pieces of paper on the table and walked to the kitchen, preparing to get himself something to eat, so as to appease his five internal organs.

In the kitchen, Alvin stood by the stove, lit the gas, and watched the paper slowly burn away under the flame of the gas.

For safety's sake, like Klein, he didn't leave behind any evidence that he could write square characters.

He suddenly remembered something, he quickly turned on his vision, looked through the wall to the alley, and saw the drunk man with a strange look on his face, "He's still here, brother, aren't you hungry?"

It took half an hour to prepare a sumptuous dinner, beef stew with potatoes, a piece of white bread, and a bowl of tomato soup.

The living room was dark, and Alvin didn't turn on the light. He could see why he had to turn on the light~www.novelbuddy.com~ He picked up the soup bowl and took the last mouthful of tomato soup, and Alvin got up to clear the table.

He turned on his spirit vision again, and was about to observe the drunk man in the alley again, when he suddenly found that the drunk man had stood up.

Thinking that the drunk man was going to do something to himself, Alvin quickly walked over to the desk to open the last drawer, took out the kitchen knife inside, closed the drawer, and quickly moved to the door.

"Hey, I didn't come up." The drunken man in the spirit vision crossed the stairs of his house and walked towards the intersection outside the alley.

"Would you like to, follow along and have a look." He looked at the other person's figure. Alvin hesitated.

He took out his pocket watch from his shirt pocket and opened it. It was eight o'clock. He looked out the window again.

Thinking of this, he didn't hesitate, went to the coat rack and took off the windbreaker belt, took out the paper from the desk, closed the window by the way, carefully wrapped the kitchen knife with paper, and placed it inside the windbreaker.

He slowly opened the door and walked out. After making sure it was locked, he put on his hood, walked down the stairs, and followed.

At this time, there are more people walking around in the alley. Basically, they are people who have a fixed job and live nearby. They have a fixed time off work every day.

A little later, some workers in the dock area also cut the road to pass here.

There were very few pedestrians on the street at night, and he was not good at tracking, so he could only rely on his spiritual vision, hanging far behind the man and walking out of the alley.

"Rich area?" Alvin frowned in the direction the man was going to. In the spirit vision, the man walked to Citrus Street and turned right, crossed Porter Avenue, and walked to Jasmine Street with gorgeous buildings, where most of the people lived there. Anyone earning more than 500 pounds a year.

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