Chapter 115 The Fraudster

"My name must not be recited without my permission."

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A few minutes after the party ended, Audrey and Alger, who returned to their bedroom and the captain's cabin, seemed to be still echoing the words the Fool had just said.

In their impression, the mysterious and powerful Mr. Fool is either relaxed and comfortable, or calm and indifferent, or unpredictable, and rarely shows such a solemn and condescending attitude.

And it was precisely because of this that the two of them were extremely frightened and willing to obey from the bottom of their hearts:

They are not unfamiliar with similar style of words, but they are all recorded in "Revelation of the Night" and "Book of Storms"!

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Daffodil Street, West District, Tingen.

Klein opened the curtains, allowing golden sunlight to shine into the bedroom.

After justice and the Hanged Man left, he looked at the "star" that had prayed, but this time he didn't get any information.

According to the fact that the crimson "star" has the function of saving prayers, which is similar to offline messages, Klein believes that in the interval between his two recent trips above the gray fog, the boy who spoke the giant language did not pray again.

This made him wonder if the other party's parents were hopeless, so he chose to give up...

With his back to the sun, Klein walked to the bed and slammed down on his stomach, not wanting to move.

He knew that he should hurry up and go to the divination club to continue the process of digestion, but he still didn't want to move, he just wanted to lie quietly and enjoy the rare rest day.

From Tuesday to Friday, his daily schedule is very full. In the morning, there are occult courses and corresponding practices. In the afternoon, there are shooting training and fighting exercises. Nismen, eat, drink and scatter underground, and have to persist until Sunday morning.

Sunday morning belongs to Klein's sleep time. In the afternoon, he decides whether to go to the divination club according to the situation. On Monday morning, he just went to Hoy University. In short, he has been busy all week, and there is no chance to rest and relax.

Therefore, at this moment, Klein just wanted to be decadent once, to stay at home like a salted fish, doing nothing or thinking, and just in a daze.

"No, how can the boss of a 'cult' organization be so sad? If Miss Justice and Mr. Hanged Man find out, their three views will be shattered..." Klein buried his face in the quilt and encouraged himself.

"I have the recipe for the clown potion, and I'm waiting for the fortune-teller's potion to be completely digested... I have the recipe for the clown potion, and I'm waiting for the fortune-teller's potion to be completely digested..."

He muttered a few words to himself, turned over suddenly, and sat up.

Taking out a brass-colored coin from his trouser pocket, Klein quickly divined whether it was suitable to go to the club today, and got an affirmative answer.

"five four three two one!"

After the countdown was over, he forced himself to stand up straight, walked to the coat rack, and took off his tuxedo jacket and half-tight silk top hat.

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Halls Block, Divination Club meeting room.

Klein was sitting in a shady corner, drinking Xibo black tea, and flipping through the "Tingen Candide". There were only a few members around, only six or seven.

Just when he was amused by the incorrect grammar of a recruitment notice, Glacis, wearing a monocle and holding a silk top hat, walked in, and beside him was a thirty-something in a blue dress with a stand-up collar Miss.

The lady had crooked eyebrows, large but dull eyes, and was clutching a feathered black velvet Intis hat in the shape of a helmet in her left hand.

This hat is really exaggerated, isn't your neck sore when you wear it? Klein noticed something, looked over, and squeezed the space between his brows twice, as if to relieve his fatigue.

In his vision, Glacis and the lady with green eyes are healthy but anxious,

Angry and flustered.

"Good afternoon, Glacis, that Mr. Lanrus is really not trustworthy, right?" Klein asked with a smile without getting up.

Last time, Glacis, who had just recovered from his lung disease, asked him for a fortune-telling about investing in the Lanrus Iron and Steel Company, and got a bad result.

But Klein saw the other party's hesitation, and felt that he would probably choose to take risks, and at most he would not put all his wealth on him. Therefore, after seeing his emotional color, he immediately had an association and made a judgment.

Glacis was startled for a moment, then smiled wryly and said:

"I really regret not following your divination advice. Heh, this is the second time I've said this. I hope, no, I firmly believe there won't be a third time."

He turned his head and said to the lady with crow's feet at the corners of her eyes:

"Ms. Christina, look, Mr. Moretti knew our purpose before we spoke. He is the most amazing fortuneteller I have ever seen. I prefer to describe him as a fortuneteller."

"Good afternoon, Mr. Moretti, we are here because of the matter of Lanwusi." The lady named Christina bowed briefly, looking a little flustered and anxious.

"Shall we go to the citrine room?" Glacis was relatively calm, pointing to the door of the conference room with his chin.

Klein smiled and stood up and said:

"This is the work of a fortune-teller."

He walked along the aisle to the door and entered the unoccupied citrine room.

Glacis locked the wooden door, walked to the seat, and sighed:

"Langerus disappeared. He left Tingen under the pretext of going to Severas County to supervise the mining of minerals, and never came back. We sent people to look for it by steam train, and found what he called a high-quality large-scale iron mine. It only exists on the blueprint. It makes me feel fortunate that I thought of your divination suggestion and finally invested only one-third of the original amount, otherwise I would lose my family and my life.”

Klein glanced at the two of them deeper than usual, and asked curiously:

"To make such a major investment decision, shouldn't you elect a representative and go to the Hornages Mountains in Severas County to verify it on the spot?"

Christina answered quickly:

"Our representatives were confused, confused by the temporary hired personnel of Lanwusi, the temporary rented place, and the temporarily fenced land."

Klein didn't ask any more questions, maintaining the posture of a fortune teller:

"What do you want to divination?"

"I want to divination whether this matter can be redeemed." Christina glanced at Glacis and said.

Klein took the paper and pen:

"Then let's do astrolabe divination. I ask, and you answer."

During the question and answer session, Klein marked the thundering constellations on the corresponding positions, marked the symbols of various situations, and completed the event astrolabe.

Compared with ordinary people's astrolabe divination, he uses more elements, and the method of interpretation is closer to reality.

"Ma'am, sir, you are now at a fork in the road. If you are greedy, flustered, and don't know restraint, you will fall further into the abyss, and you will never be able to get out of it. But if you can endure, wait, persist, and stop being greedy, you will usher in Turning the plane, we will see the sun..." Klein said in a neither too fast nor too slow manner.

"I understand." Christina nodded slowly and thought for a while, "Mr. Moretti, can you predict the whereabouts of Lanius?"

"No, I'm afraid it won't work. There is a high probability that the information left by Lanerwusi is false, and even the name may not be true. How can I do divination? Unless, you can get very detailed real information about him, or provide Personal items." Klein answered truthfully.

Krystina was silent for a while, took out a 1 soli banknote and pushed it to Klein:

"I heard Glacis mention that you are a true fortune-teller who fears fate and is not greedy for money. The rest is considered a tip for the club."

"Thank you for giving me confidence."

She stood up, said goodbye politely, and left quickly.

Not greedy for money... no, I'm vulgar! Klein regretted pretending to be a magic stick before.

Watching Christina leave, Glacis closed the door, turned back and asked:

"Is there really no way?"

"What I just said is the solution." Klein smiled and leaned back.

"Hey..." Glacis sighed, "Lanwusi took away more than 10,000 pounds of money, and more than 100 victims. Fortunately, I only lost 50 pounds. I just lost my savings and no debts. , and Ms. Christina invested 150 pounds, which is not an easy amount for her to afford."

"Did you call the police?" When Klein heard the figure of 10,000 pounds, he was suddenly full of indignation towards the fraudster Mr.

With such an amount, even in Backlund, one can become a rich man.

It's just looking for people, I don't know if the police will ask the Nighthawks, Punisher or Mechanical Heart for help... Klein thought distractedly.

Glacis nodded heavily and said:

"We have already reported to the police, and the police also attach great importance to it. After discussion, we are willing to offer a part of the recovered money as a reward. No matter who can provide clues about Lanwusi's whereabouts, once the verification is valid, he can get A reward of 10 pounds, if you can give the exact hiding information and help the police catch Lanerwusi, you can even get 100 pounds in cash!"

£10 for a clue? 100 pounds for catching Lanrus? Klein's eyes almost brightened when he heard this, and his breathing was heavy.

At this time, he is worrying about the source of follow-up detective fees:

This week's extra salary of 3 pounds plus the remaining private money is just enough to pay the second installment, but if that Detective Henry can complete two commissions next week, his extra weekly salary is not enough for the final payment. A few soli, of course, the premise is that there is no need to use private money during this period.

It might be possible to get Lanerus's belongings from the police, but if he has really left Tingen, it won't help... Klein looked forward to it and sighed for a while.

In the next hour and a half, two more people came to Klein for "consultation" because of Angelica's recommendation. One was divination for a child who had just turned 1 year old. Klein directly drew the birth chart, which was right. The other party is convinced and satisfied.

The other one was looking for items. Klein used Tarot divination combined with dream divination to lock him in a rough range. This surprised him, because he had never seen a fortune teller who gave such accurate information.

"Maybe just relying on divination, you can save up the missing part of the final payment." Klein, who gave the tip, put on his hat, held his cane, and walked towards the club door while thinking.

Just then, he saw the previous Ms. Christina re-entering, accompanied by a young girl in a lotus leaf hat.

When Christina saw Klein, she immediately greeted him, lowered her voice and asked:

"Mr. Moretti, you said before that if you have items related to Lanwusi, you can try to divine his whereabouts?"

"That's right." Klein nodded.

Christina took a breath and asked in a deep voice:

"Then does his child count as a related item?"

ah? Klein was a little dazed for a moment.