Mystery: The Star Key

"Okay." Melissa nodded.

Then, the two of them walked back to the living room.

Jennings, who was playing with his gun in the living room, raised his head and raised his eyebrows at the two of them, and said with a smile, "So, is the problem solved?"

When questioned, Jennings smiled vaguely and used vague words.

Igna smiled and understood Jennings' teasing: "Yes, Miss Melissa and I discussed some issues."

"First of all, the first point." Ignat pulled off his bow tie, which was the aristocratic bow tie that Jennings taught him all morning, "To rescue Miss Rebecca, you need to go to the East End. Instead, you need to go to the East End. , we can't dress like this."

Jennings was stunned for a while, then looked at his own and Igna's clothes subconsciously, and then revealed a clear smile, spread his hands and said, "You're right."

"So, Miss Melissa was really prepared today." Jennings said, looking at Melissa.

Jennings had doubts when he met Melissa as early as this morning.

Because he trusted Schelling's vision. He knows that his friends have amazing and brilliant insights, so the people he can admire and admire, even if they come from the ghetto, are definitely not ordinary people.

Miss Melissa perfectly confirmed Jennings' judgment. She is rich in knowledge and depth, but her smart eyes are enough to explain everything.

But it is such an amazing inventor who actually wears such a worn skirt. This feels a bit inconsistent.

"Yes." Melissa nodded and took out a neat but well-kept suit from the package on the sofa.

Although the clothes have been washed a little bit slightly white. But it can also be seen that this suit was carefully cared for by the former owner. It has also been carefully preserved by the current owner.

Yes, this must not be a regular outfit.

Because when Melissa took the clothes out of the bag, Igna could clearly smell the soap aroma in the air and the antiseptic incense that had been in the wardrobe for a long time.

And, amazingly, Ignatius had a flash of inspiration when he saw Melissa pull out the outfit.

A magical strong premonition flooded his mind, but the inspiration was fleeting, the "feeling" disappeared too quickly, and Igna was not able to fully grasp and understand the meaning of the inspiration.

He looked at the clothes in Melissa's arms, and only felt that the clothes seemed to be mission-critical props in the RPG, with golden light effects and special long-range lenses when they appeared.

Even if it was only for a moment, he didn't have the premonition that he fully grasped it, but it also made him aware of a lot of information.

He had very, very strong feelings.

- This dress is the "key" for the contradictions of various divinations today. It was also the "reason" why Melissa came to him this time, rather than the Nighthawk.

- I'm afraid it's this ordinary-looking dress that will make things take a very different turn.

"This is..." Before Igna could finish speaking, Melissa hugged her clothes and smiled at Igna.

"This is Klein's clothes." Melissa said with a smile.

She held the clothes in front of Igna's eyes with both hands and said, "Although it is a little old, the clothes are in good condition. These are decent clothes to wear in the East District and will not be robbed."

"The wallet may be stolen. But if you prepare in advance, you won't be afraid." Melissa said.

"Klein?" Igna did not dare to reach out and directly touch this ordinary-looking piece of equipment, but it was about legendary equipment, but asked in a low voice.

"One of my older brothers." Melissa smiled.

Igna frowned, subconsciously feeling a little unreasonable.

He didn't think Melissa was lying.

Mainly it was the last time he was "kindly greeted" by Benson in college, which left a deep impression on him.

Melissa once said that her parents had passed away, and she now lives in Backlund with her brother and sister-in-law. The older brother is a government employee. Their family are all devout followers of the Church of the Evernight Goddess.

Benson was without a doubt the older brother who worked in the government.

Who is Klein? When did Klein become "one of the" older brothers.

"I have two brothers." Melissa held the clothes in her arms and smiled, "Although Klein doesn't live with us now, he will always be our family."

Igna's eyes widened slightly, feeling that he should have a theoretical understanding at this time, and it should be very close to the truth of the hunch. However, at this moment, he couldn't even remember what he "should understand".

"Klein Moretti?" At this time, Jennings, who was beside him, spoke instead.

"Yes." Melissa nodded and looked at Jennings, "Mr. Wenzel, have you heard of my brother?"

"Praise the goddess for her kindness and fraternity." Jennings said while drawing four late-night stars on his chest, "The troops I served were stationed in Tingen for a while. At that time, I went with the troops to visit The cemetery where the heroes of Tingen are buried."

"Klein Moretti's name is very special, and he ... died young. So, I have a strong influence on the name," Jennings said, tapping his chest four times again. "He saved Tingen. Thanks for his work."

Melissa smiled and nodded slightly.

There is no denying, and to a certain extent, it also confirms what Jennings just said - Klein Moretti is Melissa's brother and a hero who saved Tingen.

But that still doesn't make sense...

Why a hero's old clothes give him the feeling of "god-level gear". Even for a moment, it cannot be ignored.

Igna felt that he was really close to the truth, but there was something that was preventing him from thinking further.

It was at this moment that Melissa stretched out her hands and sent the clothes to Ignatius.

"Xie Lin, try it on. You always have to change your clothes when you go to the East District." Melissa smiled, showing a small tiger tooth, looking a little playful, "We kept a lot of Klein's clothes. You are taller than your brother, but I don't think it should be a problem for you to dress."

Looking at the white shirt and the civilian version of the gentleman's suit with cheaper fabrics and tailoring, Igna could only reach out and take it.

This suit is held in the hand, as soft as every ordinary set of clothes that can no longer be ordinary. The incense and soap aroma that penetrated into the clothes became more intense. Full of home and everyday scents, it is a fragrance that makes people feel at ease.

Igna resignedly picked up the clothes. This is what Melissa told him before.

"So, Miss Melissa only brought one set of clothes for your hero, didn't she?" Jennings asked teasingly.