Chapter 45 Murder Case

The concrete road was dirty due to long-term rain, and the gas street lamps on both sides, taller than men, emitted a bright but hazy light due to the wet glass cover.

A taxi is driving in the night, and the pedestrians around are wearing hats or holding umbrellas.

Klein leaned against the wall of the compartment, admiring the streets of Backlund at night in a leisurely manner.

At this moment, he suddenly felt that the temperature inside the carriage dropped a lot, and the cold wind swirled around.

Klein turned his head suddenly, and saw the lady bodyguard wearing a black gothic court dress sitting across from him at some point.

She said in an illusory and erratic voice:

"The 'Eye of Wisdom' is aware of my existence."

Sure enough... Klein nodded not unexpectedly: "He has several mystical items, and he may have been detected by these items. I even suspect that there is an organization behind him."

Otherwise, relying on the power of the "Eye of Wisdom" alone, even if it took more than 30 years, it would be impossible to collect several relatively powerful magical items. One of the great pirate generals only has one piece of "Squirming Hunger". Of course, the latter is more likely to have a high vision and look down on ordinary magical items. After all, "Squirming Hunger" can be comprehensive and has no weaknesses. .

Well, it is a reasonable explanation that the Eye of Wisdom itself is rich. After organizing so many gatherings, finding suitable magical items and taking them regardless of the cost. After more than 30 years, it is not too unbelievable to have several collectibles ...Hey, this is the rhythm of having a mine at home, or opening a bank... Klein complained in his heart.

He didn't specifically mention that he actually guessed that the "Eye of Wisdom" was a member of the Church of the God of Steam and Machinery, or the Church of the God of Knowledge and Wisdom, for fear of revealing the fact that he hadn't just become a Extraordinary in front of Miss Bodyguard.

The blonde-haired bodyguard nodded lightly, as if agreeing with Klein's suspicion.

Suddenly, she frowned slightly, looked at the opposite car window and said:

"A very strong smell of blood."

There was a strong smell of blood... Klein turned his head in doubt and looked out the window.

In the thin rain, there is a secluded alley there.

Near the entrance of the alley, there was a woman in a gorgeous long dress.

At this time, a pedestrian passed by, took a closer look, and suddenly let out a scream.

Amidst the screams, the horses were slightly frightened, and the coachman quickly tightened the reins, and the speed of the carriage slowed down.

With the light of the gas street lamp, Klein saw the pale face of the woman lying on the ground at the entrance of the alley. There was a deep gash in her abdomen, and the internal organs inside seemed to have been hollowed out.

The blood on the ground around her was slowly flowing, red and thick.

This... As a qualified former nighthawk, he quickly thought of many cases with similar modus operandi.

These instances are often associated with Satanism!

When it comes to devil worship, it is difficult to bypass an ancient organization, the "Blood Worship Cult" that first appeared in the Fourth Epoch!

According to records, this is a loose alliance formed by worshiping demons, and there are several so-called demon families inside.

For example, the North, Andrerad and Beria families do not belong to each other.

They persistently and widely spread the belief of demons and caused many bloody cases. Mrs. Orianna, the accountant of the night watchman team in Tingen City, was one of the victims, but fortunately she was saved.

Of course, not all similar cases were done by them. Many people thought those things were cool and began to imitate crimes.

"It's very similar to what the Blood Worship Cult did." The lady bodyguard whispered, and her figure quickly became transparent and disappeared, regardless of whether Klein understood or not.

At this time, the carriage had already passed the scene of the crime, and Klein also noticed that a patrolling policeman was coming, so he resisted the idea of ​​getting out of the carriage to observe, and pretended that he was an ordinary citizen passing by.

Well, Mr. Moriarty, Citizen...

The Blood Worship Cult masters the "criminal" pathway, also known as the demon pathway. It is said that after Sequence 7, the corresponding Extraordinary will gradually become demonized, but it will only manifest itself on specific occasions and under specific circumstances...

Sequence 9, "Criminal", has a strong body, keen intuition, and various criminal abilities, but his conscience has not yet disappeared... Sequence 8, called "Cold-Blooded" in ancient times, and the modern name is "Angel with Broken Wings", which means that he has been lost forever. Conscience, the same flow with evil desires, the body is more inhuman, and can get some magic-like abilities of demons... Sequence 7, "Serial Killer", has mastered many knowledge and rituals of worshiping demons, and likes to use special serial killings to please demon……

I don't know what the next sequence is...

The knowledge about Blood Worship Cult and the path of demons flashed through Klein's mind one by one. The drizzle outside seemed to be a little heavier, and the rainwater on the car windows gathered and fell down, making the whole world quiet and not enough. clear.

"I want to do so much. This kind of thing will definitely be taken over by the Extraordinary team. Maybe it's the Punishers, maybe it's the Nighthawks. I don't need to worry about it." Klein shook his head and laughed, and muttered in his heart.

When he returned to No. 15 Minsk Street, he had already put the case behind him. He went to the next door and knocked on the door of Summer's house, asking Mrs. Starling to forward it to Mary and ask her to come to collect the evidence tomorrow afternoon. Then he washed up and read the newspaper to learn about the current situation and various news about Backlund.

The next day, that is, Saturday morning, Klein had a leisurely breakfast, went out to get the newly developed photos, and picked the one that could best see the faces of Doragu Gail and Erica Taylor. Reflect their fiery enthusiasm.

After putting away the photos, he rushed to the Rice police station before Mrs. Mary came to the door, and successfully got back the 10 pounds bail.

During this process, he also saw the real Sergeant Farthing there, and he felt a little uncomfortable.

After withdrawing the remaining 500 pounds in cash from the account, Klein, who had been busy all morning, finally had nothing to do.

Before preparing lunch, he handed over the remaining 600 pounds to the bodyguard lady, and he had a total of 146 pounds, 8 soli and 5 pence left on him, which was all the property he could use.

Except for Miss Justice, there is no debt... Klein relaxedly fried a bone-in steak and poured black pepper sauce on it.

Just when he was in a good mood to savor the medium-rare taste, the doorbell was suddenly rang, and the sound of jingling echoed continuously.

"Mrs. Mary? Is it too early?" Klein put down the knife and fork suspiciously, and walked towards the door.

He paused for two seconds, and the image of the visitor outside the door naturally appeared in his mind.

It was an old-school gentleman wearing a light gray overcoat, a half-height silk top hat, and a black gold-inlaid cane. He had sharp blue eyes, his temples were stained with gray spots, and the nasolabial folds were deeply engraved on his face, making his muscles Both appear sagging.

"Excuse me, who are you looking for?" Klein opened the door and asked.

The old-fashioned gentleman said with a strong East Coast accent:

"Are you Detective Charlotte Moriarty?"

"Do you have something to entrust?" Klein nodded, got out of the way, and led the old gentleman to the living room.

He hesitated for two seconds, then asked aloud:

"Would you like coffee, or black tea?"

"A cup of hot water, thank you." The old-fashioned gentleman had taken off his hat and sat down.

Very good, it's very simple...Maybe I have to consider hiring an assistant to refill tea, pour water, and clean the room...Klein thought distractedly, and turned to the kitchen to rinse a cup.

After he put the hot water in front of the old gentleman, he walked to the single sofa, sat down with his hands clasped and said:

"What should I call you?"

"Miller Carter." The old gentleman replied concisely.

"Mr. Carter, what do you want to entrust?" Klein asked directly without greeting.

While speaking, he quietly activated his spirit vision and observed the opposite side.

This old gentleman is still in good health. There is something wrong with the color of the gas field in the joint of his left leg, probably due to arthritis... His mood is mainly blue in calm thinking, with a little anxiety... Klein just glanced at it, A conclusion has been roughly drawn.

Miller Carter picked up the white porcelain cup, stroked the outer layer and said:

"The thing is like this. I bought a house on Williams Street. Heh, I'm from Jianhai County. For business reasons, I will settle in Backlund in the future."

Where is Williams Street...? It's been less than a month since he arrived in Backlund, and when he went out, he would either check the map or rely on his intuition, trying hard to appear calm and reliable.

Miller Carter glanced at him, and under the signal of his gaze, he continued:

"It is said that the house originally belonged to a bankrupt viscount. It was about 20 or 30 years ago. After changing hands several times, I finally bought it."

"I was going to do some renovations in line with the modern style, but I found out that there was a hidden hidden door in the basement, which led to a large underground building. I considered that it might be unsafe inside, so I temporarily stopped the construction to prevent the workers and servants from rushing. Explore, I hope you can help confirm the condition inside the underground building."

Underground structures...ancient ruins? Secret treasure? Klein thought for a while and said:

"Why didn't you call the police?"

"The resources that the police can mobilize are dozens or hundreds of times more than that of a private detective like me, and the effect of exploration will definitely be better and more guaranteed."

Miller Carter rubbed the position between his eyes:

"I don't want too many people to know about this, especially government departments."

"If it is confirmed that there is no danger inside the underground building, I plan to use it as part of the whole house and re-use it."

"I know that this is a high risk for you. I am willing to pay 50 pounds for this, but you can't find more than three assistants. Afterwards, I can make some compensation according to the specific encounter."

50 pounds, the price is very high... If I were an ordinary detective, this would already be equivalent to two or three months of my income... He first came to Backlund and didn't know any other detectives, so he could only read newspapers and hire someone. , so they found me... Klein thought for a few seconds and said:

"let me consider it."

He suddenly smiled apologetically, pointed to the back and said, "I'm going to the bathroom."

Miller Carter nodded invisibly and took a sip of hot water.

After entering the bathroom and closing the wooden door, Klein looked in the bathroom mirror and took out a copper half penny.

Because of the lady bodyguard, he couldn't go above the gray mist to confirm, so he could only rely on his own divination level.

"I should accept this order."

...

Klein recited it seven times silently, popped out the copper coin, and watched it roll and fall with deep eyes.

Snapped!

The copper coin fell into his palm, and the king's head was turned up in affirmation.

Klein nodded slightly, and whispered into the air:

"What about your intuition?"

The figure of Miss Bodyguard quickly appeared in the mirror, and she replied with no expression:

"There is some danger, but not much."

Very good... Klein put away the coins, washed his hands, turned and walked out of the bathroom, and entered the living room.

He looked at Miller Carter, smiled and said:

"I accept this commission."

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