Chapter 116 Claw Marks

Backlund Bridge area, Bar of the Brave.

Klein pressed the peaked cap on his head, carefully protected the wallet in the inner pocket of the gray-blue worker's jacket, bypassed the drinkers around the boxing ring, and went straight to the bar.

On the way, he looked around, but he didn't find the black market weapons dealer Kaspers Kanlinin.

Either playing cards or billiards... Klein nodded himself, sat in front of the bar, and said to the bartender:

"Half and half."

The last time he saw someone drink this alcoholic drink, he thought it should suit his taste.

At least it's more suitable than pure malt beer... Klein thought without comparison.

The bartender looked up at him:

"Which two wines are used? Different choices have different prices."

"Ordinary, ordinary is fine." The person Klein met last time used the lowest quality type, and the whole glass of "half and half" was only two and a half pennies.

"Four and a half pennies." The bartender saw Klein arranging the brass-colored coins on the bar, and then turned back to mix the drink, and said casually, "Looking for Caspers again? He's not here anymore , His business was robbed."

"Huh?" Klein didn't expect to get such an answer.

Before the bartender could answer, a man with a protruding mouth laughed and said:

"Yes, Kaspers was driven away by us!"

"Heh, how can he, a lame old man, be able to do this kind of business?"

"If you want anything, just come to us, our boss."

Gang fire and incident? Klein subconsciously came up with the idea that he wanted to reject the other party's proposal.

But immediately, he thought of another possibility:

"Could it be that the Rose School of Thought deliberately recruited gangsters to suppress Kaspers, thereby forcing Maric and Miss Sharron behind him, and letting them jump into the trap?"

Well, the probability is not low,

Kaspers has been a black market weapons dealer here for a long time, and he is definitely not something that can be driven away by others. Some time ago, because of the continuous occurrence of serial murders, the atmosphere in Backlund was quite tense. The Rose School of thought, Or other hidden forces, in short, they are looking for people like Maric and Miss Sharron. They must not dare to kill psychics rashly and get answers-this will cause many bloody cases, because they obviously only have some suspects, and they cannot confirm who they are for the time being. There is a way to contact Miss Sharron and Maric... Klein swallowed the words, and asked instead:

"Is it okay to know the price before deciding whether to buy?"

He intends to observe the forces of ordinary people who occupy the black market in the Bar of the Brave, and if he finds any problems, he can sell Kaspers, Sharon, and Maric to them as a favor.

Anyway, Klein didn't want to have a conflict, but was just going to follow the normal process to examine and examine, so there was no risk of risk.

"Okay, the only requirement is." The man raised his hand and made a zip movement in front of the protruding mouth.

"No problem." As soon as Klein finished his answer, he saw "half and half" placed in front of him, and the copper penny was taken away by the bartender.

In the spirit of not wasting, he took a few sips and his brows gradually gathered.

It's not the taste I imagined, the alcohol is too strong, the grape flavor is too weak... Klein put down his wine glass, and followed the man to the No. 3 billiard room where Kaspers used to stay.

When he was about to reach the door, he suddenly thought of another thing:

"As a person who doesn't know much information, I can guess that this is a trap. I don't know how long Miss Sharon and Maric who have been hunted will not know? They will definitely not show up..."

"However, Kaspers knows more than one Beyonder. He has connections with several Beyonder circles. He may find another helper. Then things will be a bit complicated."

At this moment, the man with the protruding mouth stopped at the door of the billiard room, and Klein, who was distracted, almost bumped into him.

He pointed inside and said:

"Don't talk nonsense later, our boss has a bad temper."

"The entire Backlund Bridge area and Kadong District know it"

"Okay." Klein nodded lightly.

The man with the protruding mouth turned around in satisfaction, and pushed open the door of the billiard room.

As the door opened, Klein saw a figure hanging in the air, shaking slightly.

It was a big man with beards all over his face, and he had a rope around his neck, which was tightly strung to death.

His feet left the ground, the tip of his tongue was exposed, his face was blue and purple, and his expression was abnormally distorted.

"Boss..." the man with the protruding mouth yelled in disbelief.

As soon as Backlund's tense atmosphere disappeared, someone made a move... Klein glanced sideways at the opponent's subordinates, and solemnly drew a triangular holy emblem on his chest:

"May God rest him in peace."

"I hope his temper can be cured by this."

The man with the protruding mouth didn't listen to what he was saying, and suddenly shouted:

"Boss!"

"Killer!"

"Boss is dead!"

Klein was shocked by the loud and shrill voice, and turned on his Spirit Vision to observe the inside. There were no special traces, only the billiard balls on the table were scattered in a mess.

What did the Extraordinary over Kaspers do? How will the forces that planted the trap react? If such a trap exists... Klein quietly changed his position and blended into the crowd before several gangsters rushed over.

He glanced at the kitchen of the Brave Bar, passed thoughtfully, and skillfully walked through to the back door.

As soon as he pushed open the not-so-heavy wooden door, Klein felt the shivering cold wind blowing towards his face.

And in the cold wind, there was a faint smell of blood.

He listened carefully, but found nothing, so he took out a penny coin and flicked it up.

The sound of clang was blocked by the wind, and Klein looked down at the copper penny that fell on his palm, confirming that the king's head was facing upwards.

Putting away the coins, he stepped cautiously and walked slowly in the direction his inspiration told him.

He walked all the way to a gloomy and dim corner without street lights, and the smell of blood suddenly became stronger.

With the help of the faint moonlight penetrating through the clouds, Klein stared at it and almost took a breath.

Bloody thighs, calves, feet wearing leather boots, ribs, hearts, arms, eyes and other human "parts" are scattered on the ground here, and a section of red and white intestines hangs on the wall , the background color is large expanses of bright red, mixed with traces of milky white.

Seeing this scene, Klein was like seeing a slaughterhouse, a slaughterhouse specially prepared for humans.

"It's because the Nighthawks and Punishers are too busy. If they make such an exaggeration, the police department must have transferred the case immediately..." Klein murmured in his heart to fight against the discomfort caused by the scene.

He walked around the bloody place, approached the opposite wall, and was surprised to find that there were many deep scratches there.

It's like the marks dragged out by thick and sharp claws!

It's quite similar to the huge paw of the demon dog before, is there another one? Is it not dead yet? No, no, I know what's going on... Klein suddenly realized:

The deceased should be the Extraordinary who killed the boss of the gang in the bar. He was solved by the forces that set up the trap...

According to the description of the little "sun", I have always suspected that the force is the "Rose School of Thought", because they have the "prisoner" pathway, which is the "heterogeneous" pathway.

And one of the "alien species" is a werewolf!

This matches the traces at the scene.

It also proves that Miss Sharron and Maric are defectors from the "Rose School of Thought"...

Klein retreated calmly and exited the scene step by step.

During this process, he confirmed that there were no Extraordinary characteristics at the scene, and of course, it might be that they hadn't been precipitated yet.

Then, he turned and walked to another street, intending to find someone to call the police, lest such a scene frighten the ordinary people and make them suspect that Backlund had sneaked into some ferocious beast.

——Based on the psychology of not getting involved in trouble because of greed, Klein didn't wait for the possible Extraordinary characteristics to separate out.

As soon as he reached the exit of the alley, he suddenly saw a brown carriage driving slowly in the night.

The carriage didn't drive directly, like others of the same kind, but stopped, and stopped in front of Klein!

Klein narrowed his eyes and was ready to fight, but neither the "Seer"'s spiritual intuition nor the "Joker"'s premonition of battle gave him any warning of danger.

At this time, the window of the carriage was opened, revealing a pale face with a little madness, and brown eyes that seemed to hide deep malice.

Maric... Klein recognized him.

That is Maric who manipulates the living corpse, Miss Sharron's companion!

Wearing only a white shirt and black vest, Maric, who didn't seem to be afraid of the cold at all, pointed to the carriage, motioning for Klein to get up.

Klein hesitated for a moment, wanting to take off the pendulum on the spot and do a divination.

At this moment, a figure appeared from behind Maric, wearing a complex black court dress and a small soft hat of the same color. It was Miss Sharon with light blond hair and blue eyes.

If she wants to harm me, she can do it easily. She can directly crawl out of the wall behind me... Klein thought for a while, then took two steps forward pretending to be casual, opened the compartment door, and walked up.

After he sat down firmly, the carriage drove slowly, not knowing where it was going.

"Why did you come here?" Sharon asked succinctly.

Klein replied frankly:

"I would like to contact you and ask if there are any books on occultism. It is better to go deeper. You know, I lack similar knowledge."

Maric looked over with those eyes that were always full of malice, and said in a slightly hoarse and low voice:

"We do have a lot of mystic knowledge, such as the "Book of Secrets" written by the Witch King Karaman, but what can you exchange for it?"

Witch King? Which pathway and sequence is this? With a flash of thought, Klein said with a deliberate tone:

"I can get it in gold pounds."

"Or do you need something else?"

Sharon, who was pale but delicate, looked at him, and replied calmly without any disturbance:

"help."

"In exchange for a favor."

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