Chapter 30

Wednesday morning, Jorwood, opposite Coim Company.

Klein was sitting on a wooden bench outside the door of the Gadley department store, holding a paper bag with the most famous Xinji Dixie pie in one hand, and a cup of sweet iced tea in the other hand.

Beside him, there was a homeless man curled up sleeping on the other side of the bench, but he was woken up by the security personnel of the mall ten minutes later and chased him away.

Klein wore gold-rimmed glasses with no prescription on the bridge of his nose, and a half-height silk top hat. He was no different from most of the gentlemen who came and went nearby.

He leisurely looked at the Coim Company across the road, raised his right hand, and took a hard bite of the Xinji Dixi pie. He felt the meat was rich in juice and full of aftertaste.

The reason why this kind of pie from Dixi Bay can stand out among many pies in the south is that it is willing to put oil and use fat, but it is chopped very finely, fat and thin are mixed, and it will not be greasy.

The juice with a strong meaty aroma soaks into the outer crust, neutralizes the dryness, makes up for the shortcomings, and makes the wheat aroma distinctly present, while the small pieces of crushed apples mixed with it are slightly sour and sweet. The mouthfeel stimulates the appetite and resolves the oily smell.

It's okay... Although Backlund's weather is bad and the pollution is serious, it is far better than Tingen in other aspects. You can find different styles of food in different places, and you can see all kinds of operas and plays, as long as you are not afraid to spend money... …Although he may not be able to eat or watch, at least he has the right to choose. This is the benefit of the metropolis... Klein picked up the sweet iced tea and took a sip comfortably.

His gaze never left the gate of Coim Company. For the £0 income, he sat here at 8 o'clock and bought breakfast on the way.

Of course, for most private detectives, earning 0 pounds per commission is definitely an enviable business, which is equivalent to about 3 weeks' salary of a normal middle class!

According to the information provided by Mary Gale, her husband is currently the first manager of Coim Company and is Luke Summer's boss. However, the shares they hold in Coim Company come from Mary's father , is her inheritance.

One of the immediate reasons why she suspected that her husband had a mistress was that an employee in the company revealed to her that Doragu Gail would leave alone every Wednesday and Friday morning, and would not come back until the afternoon. In addition, he had two days a week would leave work early, and Mary never saw her husband step through the door before seven.

After breakfast, Klein waited for more than an hour, and finally saw the target person walk out of Coim Company.

He was wearing a black top hat, a woolen double-breasted coat, and a standard bow tie. He was slightly fat, with light yellow sideburns, slightly brown eyes, and a long face.

Doragu Gail... Klein silently recited the target's name, stood up abruptly, picked up his cane and the heavy portable camera, and walked towards the opposite side.

Dorago didn't ask his coachman to pick him up, but stood by the roadside, looking around, looking for a taxi.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Klein crossed the road and came to his side, pretending to be careless, and collided with him.

"Sorry, I'm looking for a way." Klein bowed his head and apologized.

Doragu frowned suddenly, but kept silent, and waved his hand, indicating that it was nothing.

Klein hurriedly bent over, bowed, and then walked towards the intersection.

When he bumped into Dorag just now, he didn't intend to steal the other party's belongings so that he could easily complete the tracking with the "divination staff method", which was too easy to be discovered and detected.

At the moment of the collision, Klein only did one thing, and that was to quietly stuff the spare button of his double-breasted long dress into one of the target's decorative pockets with the agility of "Joker".

Turning the street, he stopped and looked back, just in time to see Doragu boarding a cab.

Klein was not in a hurry to follow. After waiting patiently for a few minutes, he slowly got into another carriage and said to the driver:

"Follow my directions and go to the end of this street first."

"Okay." The coachman didn't ask why.

Inside the carriage, Klein started divination with his cane.

However, his divination sentence did not point to Doragu Gale, but became "the whereabouts of the spare buttons of my clothes"!

The original and most practical use of the "divination staff" was to find objects. Only "seers" could use it to find people. Klein restored it to its original appearance this time.

And the most convenient and easiest to find items belong to their own type!

Along the way, Klein kept asking the driver to adjust the direction, and finally arrived at a house facing the street in Hillston District. When he walked around just now, he noticed that there was a garden and lawn behind it, which was different from ordinary houses.

His "divination stick" told him that Doraku Gail was in this house.

After paying the 2 soli fare, Klein walked towards the door with the marble statue, and saw two men in black and white checkered uniforms who seemed to be imitating the police.

"I don't know you. Where's your membership certificate?" One of the men with Southern Continent descent and a brown complexion stopped Klein with his hand.

"Membership certificate?" Klein hid the heavy camera behind him and asked back with a slight frown.

The brown-skinned man immediately froze his face:

"This is the Kragg Club. Only our members and the guests brought by our members can enter, and only one."

Klein hummed:

"Then how do I join your club?"

"You can only join if you get the recommendation of two members." The brown-skinned man did not chase him away rudely, but patiently answered the other party's questions.

He can't guarantee that the other party will turn around and join the club.

"Okay." Klein twitched the corner of his mouth and decided to activate Plan B.

He found a hotel near the Cragg Club and asked for a short stay of four hours.

Then, he locked the door, drew the curtains, and entered above the gray mist, so that the yellow-brown parchment and round-bellied pen appeared in front of him.

Taking a breath, Klein wrote down the same divination statement as before: ..

"The whereabouts of the spare button of my suit."

This time, it is no longer the "divination staff method", but the "dream divination method"!

The reason why he didn't do it outside was because Klein felt that the so-called Kragg Club looked quite high-end, and suspected that there might be more powerful Extraordinary inside, so in order not to waste time, he simply got in place at once.

In the gray dream world, Klein was the first to see Drago's black woolen coat. It was hanging on the coat rack, and in front of it was a round table on the carpet.

The picture was stretched, and the tumbling men and women came into Klein's eyes. The man was none other than Doragu Gale, and the woman had brilliant blonde hair, and was younger and lighter, probably in her early twenties.

Her frowning painful expression is quite charming... Why do I always see this kind of picture... Klein covered his eyes and woke up.

It should be certain that Dorago has a mistress...how to get the real evidence...by responding to prayers? But this is only obtained by itself, only by sketching, not through the camera... I can't draw a photo by hand, right? It seems that today is not enough. I will follow up with that woman and find out her address and name. I don't believe it. Every time they have a date, they are in the Kragg Club... Detective Klein quickly had a next idea.

Just as he was about to leave the mysterious space above the gray mist, he suddenly thought of another thing.

That is whether to do a divination by the way, to confirm whether the iron black nematode that sneaked into his room was manipulated by the Extraordinary of the "Seer" pathway.

He didn't do this before, because he felt that the corresponding information was too lacking, and it was difficult to make something out of nothing. There would definitely be a result of divination failure, even on the gray fog. In addition, the previous few times he came in, each had important matters, and he really had no time to take care of it. I have never cared about other issues, but now, I am idle, and I won't die if I do a divination.

As for whether there is any risk in contacting Azik, he has done divination a long time ago, and the answer is yes, there is a risk, and it is not small, so it can only be used as the last resort.

After writing the corresponding divination statement, Klein untied the silver chain in his cuff and let the citrine pendant hang on the paper.

"The iron-black nematode that sneaked into my room before was manipulated by a Beyonder from the 'Seer' pathway."

...

After meditating seven times, Klein opened his eyes and saw the pendulum rotating clockwise, fast and wide.

Definitely...the answer is yes!

Shouldn't it fail? Klein didn't expect to get such an answer. According to his fortune-telling instinct, such a fortune-telling will most likely fail.

why? He frowned, thought for a while, and decided to change the method of divination and the target of divination.

He wants to divination the manipulator directly, using the "Dream Divination Method"!

This time, Klein didn't see anything in his dream, and he couldn't get the corresponding enlightenment from the Extraordinary of the "Seer" pathway.

"That's right..." He whispered, looking back at the previous divination, lost in thought.

If the conditions are lacking, if the divination fails, it will be the same as the last time...Could it be, could it be that this mysterious space has made up for the necessary conditions by itself? It contains something from the "Seer" path? Klein suddenly had a flash of inspiration and had a bold idea!

Perhaps, this mysterious space above the gray mist has something to do with the "Seer" pathway!

Hmm... Klein tapped on the edge of the ancient long table, but couldn't find any other evidence after thinking about it. He could only temporarily press this matter and prepare to return to the real world.

"In any case, at least one thing has been confirmed, that is, the ambassador has a mid-sequence Extraordinary with the 'Seer' pathway, and whether he is a member of the Secret Order is not the point... Maybe this is why I got a Sequence 7, or even a Sequence The opportunity for the potion formula!" Klein spread out his spirituality, wrapped himself up, and fell into the gray mist.

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At the same time, in the study of Viscount Greint's house.

Audrey asked the master to guard the door outside, looked at Xio and Forsi, pondered for a few seconds and said:

"I have a task that I need your help with."

"What mission?" Xio's eyes lit up, as if he could smell the ink scent of banknotes.

Audrey showed a polite smile:

"Assassinate Intis' ambassador to the kingdom, Bakerland Jean Madan."

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