Badump! Badump! Badump!

Klein’s heart began beating rapidly. It shrank into a clump before expanding abruptly. It made his body tremble gently.

There was an instant when he nearly forgot what he had to do until the lurking figure suddenly paused. The figure pricked his ears slightly as though listening for any changes.

Blood flowed back from his brain as Klein regained his basic cognitive abilities. He reached beneath the pillow for the wooden grip of the revolver.

He felt the firm but smooth feeling as he rapidly calmed down. He silently and slowly pulled out the revolver and aimed it at the trespasser’s head.

To be honest, he had no confidence in striking the intruder. Although he was already able to stably hit the target during practice, a moving person and a fixed target were completely different. He was not arrogant enough to confound the two together.

However, he vaguely remembered something from his previous life; the general idea was that a nuclear weapon wielded the greatest strength before its launch.

The principle held in his current situation. The best deterrence was before he shot!

By not pulling the trigger or shooting blindly, the intruder was unable to determine whether or not he was a complete rookie who had an extremely high chance of missing him. His worries and fears would make him deliberate more, resulting in him restraining himself!

In an instant, another thought arose in him. It immediately made Klein turn decisive. He was not the kind of person who turned calmer when faced with danger; instead, he had already imagined the situation when he faced the observer—using intimidation instead of attacking.

The Foodaholic Empire had an idiom: Where there is precaution there will be no danger!

When Klein pointed his gun at the intruder, the thin man froze suddenly, as though he had sensed something.

Following that, he heard a voice that hid a chuckle.

“Good evening, Sir.”

The scrawny man clasped both his hands together, and his body seemed to tense. Klein sat on the lower bunk, aimed the person’s head with the revolver, and tried to speak as leisurely and as naturally as he could.

“Please raise both of your hands and turn around. Try to do it slow. To be frank, I am very timid and I get nervous easily. If you move too quickly, I can be frightened, and I can’t guarantee that there won’t be a situation where I misfire. Yes, that’s right.”

held them up near his head before turning his body bit by bit. The first thing that came into view was a black tight suit with neat

It seemed that if Klein were careless for a second, the other person would leap

clenched the handle tightly as he tried his best to

He softly and gently said, “Sir, let’s take this outside. Do not disturb the beautiful dreams of others. Oh, do keep your motions slow. Lighten your footsteps a little too.

rolled as he swept Klein a glance. He continued raising his hands as he walked slowly to

the revolver’s aim, he twisted the handle and slowly

forward. The door was pulled by a strong wind

bunk, was stirred. He almost woke up

that moment, a leisurely and serene melody entered from outside. The heavy and

of horror, the hope of crimson

at least is certain—that

thing is certain, and

has

seemed to possess the power to calm and relax others. Benson, who was on the

was also peaceful

had darted off was so agile

closed door, he smiled and muttered to himself. “You might not believe it,

chamber to prevent

as he patiently awaited for the battle outside to

of moonlight on the surface of

the cylinder and moved the empty chamber

ten minutes. Just as he wondered if he should

“It’s settled.”

and took his key. Barefooted, he carefully approached the door before silently opening it to see the black

the door behind him and followed Dunn to the end of

took me some time to enter his dream,” said Dunn calmly as he looked at the red moon

you know his background?” Klein

fallen aristocrats of that period. Heh, the Antigonus family’s diary came from them. Due to a member’s negligence, it entered the antique market and was obtained by Welch. They had no choice

Klein’s question, he paused before

end too well. These fellows are as good at hiding as the rats in the sewers. But at the very least, they would believe that we have likely obtained the Antigonus family’s notebook or that we have obtained a critical clue. In that case, as long as

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