Jenkins was very curious about whether the two people who had nothing to do with each other were planning to conspire some kind of conspiracy, but now it was too late to turn around and go to the church. You can only obtain information by yourself, but it is not easy.
The guest rooms of this hotel are distributed on the opposite side. Among them, the rooms with even numbers, such as Room 4 where Jenkins is located, are on the inside without windows, while the odd-numbered rooms have windows on the outside. Opposite Room 4 is Room 3, and Room 7 is flanked by Numbers 9 and 5.
If Jenkins wants to eavesdrop, the best way to do it is to enter these two rooms besides swaggering in.
As for eavesdropping from the outside window, it is also impossible. When he was out just now, he looked up. Room 7 is directly opposite the window of a newspaper office. If Jenkins dared to climb up. It will be discovered immediately.
It is even more impossible to forcefully break in and arrest everyone. That dangerous Provence Luca is an expert in necromancy. If he turns everyone in this hotel into undead, Jenkins will never be able to deal with it.
After all, he no longer has divinity in his hands.
"Chocolate, watch the suitcase here."
The man ordered that the next thing to do should not bring cats, otherwise it would be very dangerous. Chocolat probably understood what Jenkins meant, so he yelled obediently, jumped off his shoulders, and lay down on the suitcase wagging his tail.
"I'll be back soon."
As he said that, he left a real phantom in the room, then went downstairs and called a very reluctant waiter. The reason Jenkins used was that there was a water leak in the room, but it seemed that the waiter didn't believe it very much. After all, the water supply on the third floor and above of the building had long been stopped due to insufficient water pressure.
"My books are all soaked, damn it, you want compensation."
With that said, Jenkins took out the key to open the door of Room 4, and then pushed the waiter who was caught off guard.
The door was shut immediately, and Jenkins, dressed as a waiter, came out two minutes later.
He coughed violently to make his voice more friendly, and then knocked on the door of room 5 on the third floor with his fingers.
"Who is it!"
Someone shouted from inside the door, and then the door was pushed open a gap, but the anti-theft chain was not removed.
"Well, what's the matter?"
asked the fat gentleman dressed as a businessman inside the door, he was not wearing a hat so that Jenkins could see the thinning brown hair on the top of his head.
"Your guest downstairs said that the ceiling above his head is leaking. Excuse me, are you using the bathroom?"
"Um?"
The fat businessman was taken aback, "No... No, there is no toilet in my room... You have to do..."
Jenkins blew off the chain with his flaming hand, and then he squeezed into the room and knocked the man unconscious. He turned around and closed the door carefully, then looked back at the structure of the room, and then focused on the wall adjacent to Room 7.
There was an old bookshelf against the wall, two old towels hanging on metal hooks, and a gas lamp in the shape of a white dove higher up, but nothing else.
Jenkins didn't expect to find a small hole in the wall for eavesdropping, or that the person in the next room wasn't using an anti-eavesdropping spell, so all he could use was the most primitive tool—his ears.
Becoming a fourth-level benefactor has greatly strengthened his physical fitness, and when [Cat's Elegance] is turned on, the enhancement of hearing is also very considerable. In addition, the walls of this cheap hotel are not very thick. After putting your ears on the wall, you can indeed hear some scattered sentences.
Although there were many people next door, the only ones who spoke were the foreign young duke and the wanted criminal of the Nolan church. But the wanted man's name at this time is no longer Provence Lucard, but "Mr. Wilkawang". This is most likely a pseudonym as well, these people would never have used the same name.
By not listening from the beginning of the conversation, Jenkins didn't fully understand what they were talking about. It is generally understood that there is a deal between the two. The duke of a foreign country will provide necromology experts with four figures of living people who meet the requirements as experimental materials, and the latter will trade him a treasured ability learning ceremony.
This is definitely an evil conspiracy. In this era, except for the Orthodox Church, any individual or organization is prohibited from using living people as experimental materials. That alone makes everyone in the next room eligible for hanging, but it's not a good time to arrest them.
Jenkins was eager for more information, but the two seemed to be pacing and talking. The voice of speaking appeared and disappeared, and the damn crow outside the window called out from time to time, which made Jenkins miss a lot of important information.
But he understood that the duke came to this country not purely for visits or his own purpose. He occasionally revealed a name: Duke Quake, which made Jenkins feel suspicious, suspecting that the lunatic who lost his son wanted to Make a traitorous move.
Ga~
The crow outside the window croaked again, completely covering up the time and place when the two were preparing to trade. Jenkins angrily turned his head to look out the window, and the crow standing on the window sill of the opposite house happened to look at him.
One person and one bird looked at each other for a moment, and then the flying animal flapped its wings and flew into the distance as if it had been greatly frightened.
"For you... not good!"
As the damned crow quacked and flew away, the voices from the next door suddenly stopped. Jenkins' eyes widened, wishing he could throw out the cat that was not around now, catch the crow and beat him up.
But it was too late, he hurriedly stood up from the wall and threw the unconscious fat businessman to bed and covered him with a quilt, then he heard someone knock on the door of this room. The knocking on the door was very slow, as if someone was going to visit here.
"Who's knocking?"
A rough voice came out of Jenkins' throat, and his figure changed as quickly as a film stuck, and when it finally stopped, the image was a fat middle-aged man.
He quickly messed up the clothes with his hands, then picked up the hat on the ground and put it on his head, and reached forward with his right hand to hold the broken and rusty anti-theft chain. Read and write quickly to fill and reconstruct the part melted by the flames, so when the door is opened from the inside, what appears in front of the dark-skinned man in a black suit is a man who seems to be awake, but still in high spirits The fat man who opened the door.
PS: Regarding the knowledge after absorbing divinity, since the most recent divinities all come from the same god, there are no additional clues about becoming a god, only a bunch of repetitive knowledge, so I didn't mention it.