Chapter 101 Unexpected Clues

Howles Block, Divination Club.

Klein pressed the half-height silk top hat above his head and walked down the stairs to the door step by step.

He is no longer in the usual formal dress, but a white shirt with a light vest, and a knee-length black thin trench coat, which adds a bit of a powerful temperament to the whole person.

This battle-friendly suit cost him only 1 pound, including handmade allowances for sewing small pockets on the inside. Compared with a formal tuxedo, it was so cheap that people wanted to cry.

Touching the revolver in the gun pocket under his arm and the metal vials in the small inner pocket, Klein took out the portrait and walked into the divination club.

No accident, he saw Angelica, the beautiful lady in charge of reception.

"Good afternoon, Mr. Moretti, I thought you would be here in a few days." Angelica was stunned at first, and then she drew a bright smile.

Klein took off his hat and sighed softly:

"Good afternoon, Miss Angelica, I had a dream at noon. I dreamed of Mr. Hynas Vancente, and I dreamed of something related to him. You know, as a fortune-teller, absolutely Every dream cannot be ignored, it may be the revelation of the gods."

Confused by the words full of magic, Angelica nodded thoughtfully and asked curiously:

"What did you dream about?"

"I dreamed that Haines Vancent was arguing with this person." Klein handed over the folded paper in his hand.

Taking advantage of Angelica's opportunity to bury her head and unfold the portrait, he pinched the center of his eyebrows and looked at the other person's emotional color.

"This person..." Angelica looked at the photo-like portrait and fell into contemplation.

In Klein's eyes, her emotional aura showed "thinking blue", which was a normal reaction.

"This person..." Angelica whispered again and slowly raised her head, "I've seen him."

Klein was refreshed and immediately asked:

"when?"

"I can't remember the exact date, it should have been a month, when I saw him send Mr. Vincent to the door, talking in a low voice, because of his bushy ragged eyebrows, because of Mr. Vincent's rare smile, I was very impressed." Angelica described while recalling, "Yes, he has gray-blue eyes, and his hair is like most men his age, and there is not much left."

"After, or before, have you seen him?" Klein asked gently.

Angelica shook her head:

"No, certainly not, I don't even know what his name is, to be honest, if it weren't for you, I would suspect that the person who took out this portrait was the police investigating the cause of Mr. Vincent's death, oh, what revelation did you get, I wouldn't be surprised that you are a true fortune teller."

I'm sorry, I'm just a policeman... Klein muttered silently and sighed:

"A true fortune-teller will understand the insignificance of oneself and the greatness of fate. We can only see a vague corner, and we can only obtain revelation instead of answers. We must always reflect on ourselves, maintain awe, and interpret carefully, and we cannot regard ourselves as mastered. The wise man of destiny."

After summing up his experience during this period of time, Klein suddenly found that his spiritual vision was a little clearer, and he could even vaguely distinguish some details of the color of Angelica's aura.

At this moment, he was like a short-sighted patient wearing glasses with the right degree.

Is this... my Diviner potion is starting to show obvious signs of digestion? Klein was stunned, unable to believe it for a while.

"I didn't expect that a fortune-teller like you could always maintain the fear of fate. It's really admirable." Angelica said sincerely.

She had seen too many people in the club who had just learned a few divination methods and claimed to peep the truth and change their destiny.

Klein retracted his gaze,

With a low smile:

"The more you know, the more you can understand your own insignificance."

While speaking, he reviewed his own state and past experiences, and roughly grasped that the essence of "acting" was "to do behaviors that fit the name of the potion, to understand the hidden laws, and to strictly demand yourself."

Only in this way can you adjust the state of your body, mind, and spirit, get close to the spirit remaining in the potion, and gradually digest it.

Others' recognition of the identity of a "diver" is only a superficial factor. The reason why it can make itself feel spiritual is because this feedback strengthens its own confirmation of certain divination behaviors, and these behaviors together constitute a The Diviner's Code for digesting potions.

"Help others to interpret the revelation and guide them to move forward in a good direction, but you must always maintain awe of fate, not inflated, not arrogant, and not blindly believing in your own interpretation... This is the law I have summed up so far, and it is also the way to go. If the essence of 'acting' can really continue to be effective, then I can completely digest the potion in less than half a year, maybe two or three months, maybe two or three weeks."

"...The signs just now are very obvious. No wonder the mysterious Mr. Zaratul said that when the potion was completely digested, the Beyonder himself could clearly understand that there was no need for others to teach it, yes, no, no... like Now, although my spiritual vision has improved a little, I know very well that this is just the point of digestion, not the end."

Thinking of this, Klein couldn't help but thank the clown in the tuxedo. He used his life to educate himself!

Without him, he might still need to spend several months in the fortune-telling club before he can sum up the "Fortune-teller's Code" through good or bad cases and start strict "acting".

"Mr. Moretti, sometimes, I even feel that you are a philosopher." Hearing Klein's answer, Angelica sighed.

"In my circle, philosophers are swear words." Klein's mood became good.

After speaking, he saluted, put on his hat, and said goodbye to go out.

Although Angelica didn't know the name and identity of the gentleman on the portrait, Klein was not at all frustrated, and this gain was enough for him to plan the next step.

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36 Zoetland Street, inside Blackthorn Security.

Dunn looked at the portrait in his hand with grey eyes and said:

"You want to find this person by means of investigation?"

"Yes." Klein had already organized the language, "Captain, didn't I say before that I would go to the Divination Club to observe the members' reactions to the sudden death of Hynas Vancent? I didn't find out yesterday, but today I accidentally found out that the person on the portrait once appeared together with Haines Vancente, and had a secret conversation. I just checked the team's investigation records and found that there was no record of similar people."

There is nothing wrong with his description, even if Dunn Smith now takes the portrait to the divination club, it will be confirmed by Angelica.

Dunn looked away from the portrait and said with a smile:

"It seems that the money was not wasted."

...Captain, don't you have a bad memory? Why do you remember the funding at this time... Klein kept smiling and didn't speak.

"You drew this?" Dunn asked casually.

"Well, I drew it with the help of ritual magic." Klein replied with 100% truth.

Of course, telling the truth and telling the whole truth are two different things.

Dunn nodded lightly and said:

"You ask Old Neil to get a few more copies. I'll let Keenli and Luo Yao go after them, and ask the police department for assistance. If this clue is really useful, you'll be credited again."

"The goddess bless us." Klein tapped four times on his chest, with a very pious attitude.

For him, it is enough for Dunn and the others to find out the name and identity of the gentleman on the portrait, and he can divination above the gray fog!

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After leaving the Blackthorn Security Company, Klein, who was on a rest day, did not go home immediately, but took a public carriage to the dock area and arrived at the entrance of the "Dragon Bar".

He thought about it, although the "diver" lacks direct means of defeating the enemy, and there is no spell to cast quickly, but the battle is divided into many types, not all of which are encounters, as long as there is sufficient time for preparation, the "diver" can also be used. Use ritual magic to deal with enemies, just like he did at Selena's house with the mirror divination incident.

And this means that the "diver" had better carry some herbs, essential oils, small candles and other items with him, lest he can't get the materials when he needs them, and he can only wait to die. After all, not everyone is like Selena. I have a bunch of occult items in my house, just enough to use.

As for the ones that were applied for, Klein practiced too frequently, and he used it almost. The small pockets on the inside of his clothes were holding the rest.

He touched the banknotes in his pocket, pushed open the heavy door of the "Dragon Bar", and walked in.

It was in the afternoon, and there were not many customers in the bar. There was no dog-to-mouse contest, and no boxing contest. It seemed quite deserted and not lively enough.

Klein glanced at the two tables of guests drinking and playing cards, and was about to walk to the billiard room leading to the underground trading market.

Just then, he saw a burly old man in a tattered naval officer's coat come out.

"Are you the friend that Old Neil brought last time?" The blue-eyed old man with messy brown hair and a strong smell of wine looked at Klein and said with a smile.

Klein vaguely guessed the identity of the other party, took off his hat and saluted:

"Yes, I don't know what to call you?"

"Old Neil should have mentioned me to you, I'm Swain, the boss here." The blue-eyed old man had thick arms, strong muscles, and the temperament of an officer.

The former captain of Tingen City's "Deputy Punisher" squad... It is said that he once served in the Royal Navy... Klein politely responded:

"Yes."

"If you are short of money temporarily, you can come to me." Swain mentioned with a smile, and was about to walk to the bar.

At this moment, Klein's heart moved, and he hurriedly shouted:

"Wait a minute, Mr. Swain, I have something to ask you."

Swain stopped, turned around halfway, and said with a smile:

"You and you, well, your bosses look alike."

No, I don't have a memory problem... Klein's mouth moved, and he took out the portrait bluntly and said:

"Have you seen this gentleman?"

He suddenly thought that Selena should have been led into this underground trading market by Haines Vancent, and even let Elizabeth know about the Evil Dragon Bar. Then, this person and Haines Vancent in the portrait Could a gentleman with a certain relationship have also come here?

Swain took a careful look and answered with certainty:

"I remember him. He came and asked me if there were any documents and items related to the main peak of Hornakis."

Documents and items related to the main peak of Hornages? Klein was stunned for a moment, and suddenly thought of another thing:

When he was borrowing the journals and magazines related to the main peak of Honages at the Deville Library, the administrator casually mentioned that someone had just returned it, so he remembered it very clearly, and he didn't need to turn over the card to confirm whether it existed.

Could it be that the man in the portrait was the one who borrowed those journals before me?

The gentleman who witnessed the transaction of Antigonus's notes?