"The name of this identity is Roldi Fryer, which is considered to be an undead who has died legally..." Lin Ruo briefly introduced Roldi Fryer's situation, blurring some of the key points. After the point, said:

　　

"I first noticed that this person was because he was involved in a conspiracy I was investigating... I just don’t know if it was his bad luck or my bad luck. When I found him, he happened to have an accident. Hopeless."

　　

"I made a deal with him before he died. I helped him track down his enemies. I would help him get revenge if possible in the future, and he lent me his identity. After all, such an identity can It helps me to reduce the risk of getting rid of the snake during the investigation, and it also facilitates me to do things that are inconvenient for me in my capacity."

　　

Lin Ruo’s words are not a pure lie. Although he didn’t really talk with Roldi Fryer and conclude a deal, he did intend to help the other party investigate the enemy’s affairs because of the use of this body. And take revenge-even the murderer who killed Roldi Fryer has already been killed by him, and the grass on the grave is three meters high.

　　

　　From this point of view, there is nothing wrong with the transaction, and unilateral transactions are also transactions!

　　

"It turned out to be like this." Klein felt a little sorrowful at the same time, he suddenly thought of something and asked: "But in this case, the identity of Roaldie Fryer can't be used in the face, right. After all, he is already an undead, and has an unknown enemy..."

　　

"Yes, so when I act as Roaldie Fryer, I basically put another shell on the outside. The name of that shell is Rose Al, and you are now Sherlock Mo Riati's identity can be regarded as a companion, and he might be able to deal with each other in the future," Lin Ruo replied.

　　

　　 "Your matryoshka... is crazy!" The corners of Klein's mouth twitched.

　　

"Don't talk about me, aren't you?" Lin Ruo glanced at him suddenly and said: "Sherlock Moriarty is Klein Moretti, and Klein Moretti is Mister Fool. , Under Mr. Fool, there is even a vest of the traverser, your baby is not much better than me, okay!"

　　

　　 The master of the blanket complained about the doll, and Lin Ruo expressed dissatisfaction.

　　

　　 "That's right..." Lin Ruo looked at Klein and asked, "Klein, it seems that you haven't told me yet, what was your name before you crossed...to reveal it?"

　　

　　 Although he knew Klein's real name well, Lin Ruo hadn't really asked the other party's name before crossing through since he knew Klein.

　　

Klein was stunned for a moment, and did not intend to hide it. After all, he is so familiar with Lin Ruo, and there is no need to hide a name. I didn't say that I had forgotten it before, so he simply said in Chinese: "My words, before It's called Zhou Mingrui."

　　

　　 "Zhou Mingrui...this name is quite casual, better than Emperor Roselle's name." Lin Ruo squeezed his chin and commented.

　　

　　 "Emperor Roselle's name? What is his name?" Klein asked curiously. He really doesn't know what Emperor Roselle's real name is.

　　

　　 "He, if Emperor Roselle hadn't falsified his diary, he should be Huang Tao. It sounds like an appetite name." Lin Ruo vomited.

　　

　　 "Huang Tao...Huang Tao, puff!" He didn't even think of Klein when he heard this, and he suddenly thought of some kind of fruit and laughed.

　　

　　 Lin Ruo, who persecuted Emperor Roselle, was also a little more interested, and then said: "By the way, when I met with Xiu and the others, I showed a high-order aura in front of them in order to prevent extraneous branches."

"Now in their perception, [Roldi Fryer] was saved by the Fool in that fire, and then he believed in the Fool, and was promoted from an ordinary person to a high-ranking powerhouse in just one year. I’m a true foolish believer, please memorize this script and don’t show it when you look back."

　　

　　 "You are not afraid to go back to the Tarot meeting. They find that you are not at all in the Tarot meeting?" Klein no longer knows what to complain about Lin Ruo's behavior.

　　

"What are you afraid of? No one stipulates that foolish believers must participate in the Tarot Club." Lin Ruo was calm when he said this, "and it's a big deal that the identity of the chariot will be equated with Roldi Fryer. , It's not impossible!"

　　

"Then how do you explain that the chariot seemed to know nothing about the Fool when it first joined the meeting?" Klein asked helplessly, but just as soon as this question was asked, Klein realized that Lin Ruo was looking at him and suddenly Kind of not good foreboding.

　　

　　 "Then I need to say that as a mad believer, of course, I am obeying Mr. Fool's oracle and pretending that I don't know or believe in fools."

　　

　　Grass (a kind of plant)!

　　

　　 Klein no longer knew what to say, and finally grabbed the newspaper blankly and began to read it.

　　

　　 At this moment, he heard Lin Ruo speak again:

　　

　　 "By the way, I have almost locked the position of Ziringus, and plan to do it on him this afternoon... After I kill him, do you mind if I throw a tarot card on the scene?"

　　

　　 "After all..." Lin Ruo smiled brilliantly when he said this, and said in a leisurely tone:

　　

　　 "Hunting Zilingus is the task of Mr. Fool's favor!"

　　

　　 Klein:...

　　

　　 A stream of heat suddenly rushed to Klein's forehead. Thinking of his previous behavior of taking photos in front of Lin Ruo, Klein's body stiffened.

　　

　　 He suddenly buried his face in the newspaper, as if in this way he could suppress his continual shame~lightnovelpub.net~PM, Backlund, East Side.

　　

　　 As the most chaotic and poorest place in Backlund, the Eastern District has a completely different set of orders and laws from other districts.

　　

　　 Here, the dead are just daily life. Many people may fall on the side of the road while walking, and then never wake up. People living here are like reeds in the wind, they fall when the wind blows, and even if there is no wind, they may fall without attracting anyone's attention.

　　

　　 For this reason, for Hurricane Lieutenant General Zilingus, to satisfy the need for this extraordinary item of "creeping hunger" to eat one person a day, it is naturally the best choice to visit the East District from time to time.

　　

　　 After all, a homeless man is missing in the Eastern District, no one cares.

　　

And at this moment, at the entrance of an alley, he looks about 30 years old, with a unique wide chin and dark green eyes, Zilingus is standing at the entrance of the alley, and when he scans the alley with cold eyes, he finds the innermost. Homeless man sleeping against the wall.

　　

The corners of Zilingos’ mouth turned upwards, but he heard footsteps. He glanced vigilantly but didn’t see anything. At this moment, a flower suddenly appeared in front of Zilingos’ eyes, and he found the color of his deeds. Becomes very rich.

　　

　　 "Sure enough, I still kill you as [Reaper], it's more ritual..."

　　

　　 He heard a certain reason and said so.