Chapter 115 Often Walking by the River

The wheels pressed against the rails, and the horses dragged the box, moving forward heavily but steadily, and soon left the street where nothing had happened.

Klein held his cane with a normal expression, and didn't get off early until the public carriage had passed two stops, made a half-circle, and slowly returned to the place where the giant demon dog was killed.

He was not looking for the Extraordinary characteristics that the other party precipitated. It is impossible for the top powerhouses of the church to know about this matter, and they must have already taken it away. The carriage is driving, people are coming and going, so there are no clues left, even if you do divination, you will definitely not be able to get the answer.

Klein's purpose is to spy on the characteristics of the sealed item that can create a strange combat environment from the remaining subtle details around the street, so as to prepare for possible future encounters.

This is the role of the "magician"... He walked under the gray sky, on the side of the street separated by gas street lamps, and sighed silently.

The reason why he had to wait two stops before getting out of the car, and took a long way back, was because he was worried that there were still official Beyonders who were secretly cleaning the battlefield at that time, so if he could not meet them, he tried not to meet them.

Dressed decently, holding a cane and a golden watch chain hanging from his clothes, Klein finally returned to the "death scene of the giant demon dog" after a certain amount of time, but there were no corresponding traces left on the street at all, and the pedestrians passing by were obviously not. It is known that a relatively intense extraordinary battle took place here.

"That sealed item is really miraculous. It's more powerful than large-scale and large-scale hypnosis." Klein activated his spiritual vision, making his steps slower, like a gentleman who is out for an outing instead of doing business.

It took him more than half an hour to go around in such a circle, but the Spirit Vision didn't get any results, and there was nothing unusual about the target block.

However, Klein's inspiration still noticed something, and that was the scope and boundary.

"When I enter the block and leave from another direction, I feel a little illusory, as if I have entered another world from one world, that is to say, the range of influence of the sealed item can reach at least one block, and the upper limit is temporarily I don't know, um, one thing can be confirmed, that is, it only works on Extraordinary people." Klein stood outside the target street, nodded thoughtfully, and then returned again, finding a home is considered a class. Cafe, ordered a cup of Southwell coffee, and sat down by the window.

While drinking the fragrant liquid, he looked at the more and more bustling streets outside, to see if there would be any other changes as time went by.

Unfortunately, what he expected didn't happen.

Of course, he is not completely unrewarded, at least he confirmed one point, that is, "magicians do not perform unprepared performances" is indeed one of the rules of acting.

He felt that the characteristics of the subtle deposits in his body were slightly being pried.

When evening came, Klein stopped observing and returned to Minsk Street by taking the tram again.

At this time, all the gas street lamps on both sides of the road have been lit, and the blue fire light illuminates the slightly wet concrete floor and the street trees with yellow and withered leaves.

Holding a cane, Klein passed outside Lawyer Jurgen's house and strolled towards the house at No. 15.

As he walked, he suddenly thought of one thing, that is, the ingredients at home have been used up, so he can't make dinner when he goes back like this!

Um, should we go to the butcher shop, the vegetable shop, the fruit shop, or find a restaurant to fill our stomachs first? Klein hesitated for a while, and finally decided to be lazy tonight and eat ready-made ones.

Although many dishes in this world are quite simple to make and very fast, it is unlikely that it will take one hour to cook and five minutes to eat, but no matter what, it still requires a certain amount of labor, and you have to clean the dishes and wash the knives and forks by yourself .

After touching his wallet, Klein turned around on the spot and walked in the direction where there were more restaurants in his memory.

He passed by lawyer Jurgen's house again.

Standing behind the open oriel window, Jurgen looked at Detective Moriarty with a "confused" expression, and raised his voice:

"Mr. Moriarty, you, I mean, you forgot your key again? Or did you lose it?"

Why do you say again? Klein hehe responded:

"No, not really."

Jurgen nodded very solemnly:

"Then why don't you come to my house as a guest?"

"I'll go back after dinner and it's completely dark."

...Klein hesitated for a second, then smiled and said:

"It's my pleasure."

When he entered, the black cat Brody was licking and washing his paws in the corner. Jurgen entered the kitchen without much greeting.

After Klein hung up his coat and hat, put away his black cane, and entered the dining room step by step, food was already set on the table, including dark steaks and mashed potatoes of the same color.

He was not surprised by this. Lawyer Jurgen's grandmother, Mrs. Doris's cooking style was like this when she got old. It didn't look good, but it was delicious enough.

She is a chef... Klein sat across from Jurgen, smiled and said:

"Are you preparing for dinner?"

"Yes, before eating, I'm used to looking at the scenery outside and letting my thoughts spread without boundaries." Jurgen spread the napkin and picked up the knife and fork.

Klein looked around suspiciously and said:

"Where's Mrs. Doris?"

Jurgen sighed, and replied seriously: "The weather is getting colder and colder, and her old lung problem has reappeared, so she has to go to the hospital for a while."

"May God bless her." Klein drew the triangular holy emblem of the Church of the God of Steam and Machinery on his chest in an unskilled manner.

Then, he cut a piece of meat steak and forked it to stuff it into his mouth.

At this moment, he suddenly thought of a question, and hurriedly said:

"So, this is your dinner?"

"Of course, it was done a few minutes ago," Jurgen replied succinctly.

It wasn't the skill of Mrs. Doris, the chef, so this appearance... The corner of Klein's mouth twitched. Enduring the fear in his heart, he still bit off the small piece of meat steak on the silver fork, and slowly chewed.

He frowned a little bit, and finally swallowed the food forcefully, with a smile on his face:

"Why did you prepare two copies in advance?"

"One is going to be taken to the hospital for my grandma." Jurgen glanced up at Klein, and said without thinking there was any problem, "I'll prepare another one later."

"...So that's how it is." To be polite, Klein secretly took a breath, and used a fighting posture to finish off the food in front of him.

When he finished eating, Jurgen still had less than half of it left. The senior solicitor temporarily put down his knife and fork, picked up the tall glass next to him, took a sip of red wine, and asked expressionlessly:

"how do you feel?"

"Which dish do you like best?"

"I know there is still a big gap between me and my grandma's craftsmanship, but it shouldn't be too exaggerated."

Mr. Lawyer, I suspect that in addition to your facial nerve disorder, you also have problems with your sense of taste... Can't you understand yourself correctly? Klein squeezed a smile, moved his head left and right and said:

"The white bread is not bad."

"That's from Dodge Bakery." Jurgen lowered his head again and settled the remaining food.

After drinking the remaining red wine, he thought for a while and said:

"Detective Moriarty, I want to entrust one thing, a very simple entrustment."

"What?" Klein kept drinking water.

That mashed potato just now was too salty!

"My grandma will be in the hospital recently. Sometimes I may not come back because of the case, so Brody will have to go hungry." Jurgen looked at the black cat and said, "I want you to wait until I don't come back." feed Brody, clean his toilet, and play with him for a while. He likes others to scratch his chin. Well, every night at ten o’clock, if my house is dark and there are no lights, you can come in. 2 soli a time until my grandma comes home."

Klein saw a suspiciously gentle expression appearing on the face of the rigid and serious Lawyer Jurgen, so he raised the corner of his mouth and said:

"It's a very simple task with a relatively generous reward. I have no reason to refuse."

While speaking, he looked sideways at the black cat Brody and smiled at it.

Brody the black cat turned slowly, with his back to him.

Klein's smile couldn't help but froze on his face.

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Klein, who was very full, bid farewell and left Jurgen's house, and walked slowly on the street where the night had completely fallen back to the house he rented.

At this time, the people who finished their work have all arrived home and are enjoying their own dinner. There are few pedestrians and carriages on the road, and it is quite quiet.

Walking under the light of the gas street lamp, Klein, who had no urgent desire to go back, was getting slower and slower, and the same was true for the black shadow at his feet.

When passing by Somer's house, he saw bright lights inside through the oriel window, figures going back and forth, and voices of talking and laughing faintly.

And right next door at No. 15 Minsk Street, it was dark and silent.

Klein sighed, quickened his pace, took out the key, and opened the door.

Before going in, he habitually looked at the letter box and found another letter lying in it.

Who sent it from? Klein took out the letter and glanced at the light of the street lamp.

There was no postage stamp... the handwriting resembled Isengard Stanton's... He nodded slightly, entered the room and closed the door, turned on the light and opened the letter.

In the letter, Detective Essinger said:

"...I'm glad to tell you that the murderer has been found and killed on the spot."

"The police department believes that our work is worth at least half of the reward, and it should be issued to me this week. At that time, I will invite you and other friends to come and share the reward."

...

Essinger received the news so soon? He has a very deep relationship with the Backlund police department... Well, there is no postage stamp, which means that he sent it directly from someone. The postal system of the Loen Kingdom is not so efficient. How could it be possible that the letter was only sent in the afternoon? Arrived at night? Klein exhaled, put down the letter, and prepared to change clothes and go out.

The serial murder case was solved, and the situation in Backlund eased up, so he could try to do something.

For example, go to the Bar of the Brave to find Kaspers, contact Maric, and see if there are any books in the field of occultism with this Extraordinary who manipulates living corpses and Miss Sharon.

If my guess is correct, they should be defectors from the Rose School of Thought. They were formally organized before, and they must know a lot of mystical knowledge, and now I have enough money to buy them! Klein touched his wallet, thinking with some expectation.

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