Chapter 154 Threat Letter

Early on Tuesday morning, the weather remained as usual for the season.

Klein tightened the collar of his woolen coat, put on his hat, and opened the door.

He is going to post a letter to Detective Stuart at the mailbox at the end of the street. The journey is actually not far away. There is no need to dress so neatly and thickly, but Klein just happened to have a cold. To be on the safe side, he wrapped himself up tightly. Reality.

Perhaps it was due to the strong wind last night, the air in Backlund was unexpectedly good, Klein subconsciously slowed down, enjoying this rare morning.

When passing by Urgen's house, he heard the sound of the oriel window creaking open, and instinctively turned his head and looked over.

Standing at the window was Mrs. Doris wearing a black plush bonnet and a gray-blue thick scarf. Compared with before, her complexion was a little worse, and her figure was even more stooped.

"Good morning, Detective Moriarty, thank you for taking care of Brody during this time, it says you're a good man, isn't it, Brody?" Old Mrs. Doris bent down and picked up the black man with green eyes. cat.

Brody was on all fours, struggling hard in her arms, and finally, it jumped off and landed lightly on the window sill.

But it didn't just leave. Instead, it went around there, rubbing its head sideways against Mrs. Doris, without even looking at Klein.

Is this a good card issued by a cat? Klein laughed at himself and said with a sincere smile:

"It's a happy thing, and what's more, Mrs. Doris, you've finally recovered and been discharged from the hospital."

After exchanging a few pleasantries, he said his farewell, and continued to walk towards the end of the street with a smile on his face.

After walking a few steps, he heard Mrs. Doris shouting behind him:

"If Ergen comes back, I'll ask him to give you the reward!"

...Does it seem like I took this mission for money? The smile on Klein's face froze suddenly, and he could only turn around halfway, waved his hand, and signaled that he knew.

When he was away from Jurgen's house, his expression gradually became serious, and he sighed vaguely.

He had just opened his spirit vision to see the color of Mrs. Doris's aura, and found that the situation was not very good. This was not only because she was older, but also because Backlund's cold climate and bad air were very harmful to lung diseases. influences.

Mrs. Doris should be able to survive this late autumn and winter,

But the next one, the next one, it's hard to say... If you want to live a few more years, I'm afraid you have to move to the south, to the area around Disi Bay... Unfortunately, Lawyer Jurgen probably doesn't have that condition yet ...I haven't even been to Dixie Bay yet... Klein muttered a few words, found the mailbox, and stuffed the letter into it.

This will be the prelude to the performance.

And this evening, he will go to the Harvest Church as a detective to make the remaining preparations.

After buying a Dixie pie for breakfast, Klein returned the same way, quite leisurely.

Before he got close to the door of the house, he saw an elegantly decorated carriage parked outside. Two ladies wearing black hats with ribbons were anxiously ringing the doorbell. Maids and bodyguards were scattered around, as if they were guarding against something.

Mrs. Starling...Mrs. Mary...they have something to entrust? It looks very urgent... Klein took the paper bag containing Dixie's pie, moved closer, and said with a smile:

"Ladies, it should be breakfast time."

Looking back, she saw Detective Sherlock Moriarty, and Madam Mary was visibly relieved:

"Mr. Detective, you must help me."

In Klein's vision, the other party's anxiety, nervousness and fear were not fake at all, so he nodded, pointed at the door and said:

"Go in and talk."

While speaking, he glanced at the landlady's wife, Starling, and found that the other's state was completely different from the previous two days. She became very depressed and depressed, and seemed not interested in anything.

What happened? Although the landlady likes to show off a bit, she still loves life... Klein took out the key and opened the door.

After entering, before she could sit still, Madam Mary couldn't wait to say:

"Detective Moriarty, I have received a threatening letter!"

Threatening letter? Klein put Dixie's pie away, shook hands and said:

"What is the content of the letter?"

Madam Mary glanced sideways at Mrs. Starling, seeing that she was not as active as usual, so she could only deliberate and said:

"The letter asked me to treat the smoke from the factory fairly and affirm their contribution when doing air pollution investigations, otherwise, I would be like the doll that came with the letter...

"The doll's head was removed and its limbs were broken off."

Madam Mary seemed to recall the feeling when she opened the letter, and said with a trembling voice:

"This is the first time I have encountered something like this. I don't know if it will become a reality. I don't know that being a member of the investigation committee has to bear this kind of thing. I don't know..."

Ma'am, perhaps the Great Emperor Roselle once said that there are only two kinds of extreme hatred between people. One is to murder the other party's parents, and the other is to destroy other people's money... Klein said with a serious expression. He bowed his head and said:

"My advice is, call the police."

In his view, Mrs. Mary is now a member of the Kingdom Air Pollution Investigation Committee, and her status is completely different from before. The police department will definitely not take the intimidation she suffered lightly.

Moreover, this involves the formulation of important policies of the Kingdom, which is not an ordinary matter, so the police department will most likely hand over the case to the Extraordinary organization of the church, in order to solve the case as soon as possible and resolve it as soon as possible.

Based on the identity of Lady Mary as a follower of the goddess, the Nighthawks are an inevitable choice.

In this way, even if Klein wanted to get paid, he wouldn't get involved.

"I've already done this, but it doesn't make me feel at ease." Mrs. Mary pursed her lips and said, "Do you know what they said? They said that the threatening letter was made from cutting newspaper words, and that dolls can be bought everywhere It’s hard to find the sender in a short time! And they only plan to send a policeman to protect me! Goddess, is this how they treat a helpless citizen asking for help?”

Madam Mary paused, looked at Klein earnestly and said:

"Detective Moriarty, I believe you can help me, not only because of your performance on that matter, but also because of Mike's approval, Allen's praise, and Talim's compliment. And I know, You also made outstanding contributions in that serial murder case. Don't worry, I will pay you enough rewards."

Your words make me happy, but something doesn't seem right...

Unless the police department has been bribed, they should transfer the case to the Nighthawks, and with extraordinary means such as divination, letters made of words from newspapers cannot avoid detection at all, and the sender has either already been caught, Either there is a way to interfere with the divination...and the latter will lead to the Nighthawks officially intervening on a large scale...

No matter what the situation is, it is not the same as the current handling...

Klein didn't answer Madam Mary right away, and carefully analyzed the abnormality shown in this incident.

The living room suddenly became extremely quiet, and the feeling of silence made Mrs. Mary and Mrs. Starling uneasy for some reason.

At some point, Klein took out a coin and let it jump and roll between his fingers. This seemed to be his habitual action when he was concentrating on thinking.

Suddenly, the coin flew up, then fell steadily, and landed in the palm of the hand with the back facing up.

Klein was surprised now. He was divining whether this matter was dangerous, but it turned out that it was not.

If there is such a threat, even if the sender has almost no strength, it may cause a certain degree of danger, it will not be completely gone... just pure intimidation? Or... Klein suddenly thought of another possibility, and said with a smile:

"Mrs. Mary, don't be nervous. You can go back at ease. If someone asks you to discuss this matter in the newspapers in the past two days, so that the public can recognize the true colors of those factory owners and ignite the anger of the public, then you will be fine. .”

What Klein thought of just now might be that this threatening letter incident was a bureau, a bureau set up by himself to incite the people and use their anger, so that the investigation of air pollution can proceed smoothly, so that the subsequent bills will benefit him .

And that would explain the police department's current response.

"...Why do you say that?" Madam Mary asked with a frown.

Klein responded with a smile:

"That's my reasoning."

"What if what you said doesn't happen within two days?" asked Mrs. Mary.

Klein said sincerely:

"Then I will provide protection."

Anyway, there is no danger... He added in his heart.

After reassuring Mrs. Mary, he went to the gray mist to check, and got the same result as before.

And by this time, his Dixie pie was cold...

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Madam Mary returned home a little nervously, thinking about whether to invite Starling to stay with her for a few days.

At this moment, her housekeeper told her that Earl Hall's eldest son, Chief Secretary of the Air Pollution Investigation Committee, Mr. Hibbert Hall was visiting.

After the two parties entered the living room, before Mrs. Mary could speak, the handsome gentleman with brilliant blond hair spoke first:

"Mrs. Mary, I've heard about what happened to you. This is a disgrace to Backlund and even the entire kingdom. I express my deep apologies and sympathy for this.

"Don't worry, everyone in the committee will stand with you!"

"Thank you for your concern." Mrs. Mary responded gratefully.

Hibbert Hall thought about it and said:

"Madam, I want to find a reporter to interview this matter, tell everyone about your experience and your despicable deeds, and let the public see how rampant those who polluted the air in Backlund are! Without the slightest remorse!

"Please be sure to agree to my request."

This...is exactly what Detective Moriarty described...Mrs. Mary was speechless for a moment.

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After having breakfast and resting for a while, Klein, who had nothing to do, went above the gray mist, planning to divination the origin of the biotoxin bottle.

This time, he didn't delay at all.