Chapter 89 Simple Tasks

Klein nodded and said:

"Okay, but I don't know what my mission is yet."

"A non-dangerous task, at least there is no sign of danger." Dunn emphasized the point first, and then said, "This is a case transferred from the Jinwutong District Police Station. The famous philanthropist Sir Deville has been for a month in a row. He was subjected to strange harassment, but neither his bodyguards, hired security personnel, nor the police could find the perpetrator. Inspector Tolle, who was in charge of this matter, highly suspected that it was related to supernatural power, so he submitted it to us."

I saw Sir Deville in the library before and found that he was in a bad mood and mentally weak. It turned out to be because of harassment... Klein frowned slightly and said:

"What kind of harassment?"

This matter has not caused substantial harm so far, and it is indeed not dangerous.

"Sir Deville hears cries and moans every night, no matter where he sleeps, whether he's in Tingen or not, which makes his sleep quality very poor." Dunn flipped through the materials at hand, "he went to see I have been to a psychiatrist, and I have also asked the housekeepers and servants around me to confirm that it is not a hallucination, so I suspect that someone is harassing."

Closing the document, Dunn looked up at Klein:

"You go to the lounge and change into your trainee inspector's outfit, and meet up with Inspector Toller in the lobby of the shooting club, and he'll give you more details."

"Apprentice inspector clothing?" Klein asked subconsciously.

Dunn rubbed his forehead and said with a smile:

"Half our salary is paid by the police department, and the name of the trainee inspector does not only exist in the file. When you first met me and Leonard, we were in the same uniform, which is what every regular team member has. The benefits you have, um, the kind of benefits that Emperor Roselle said."

It's a pity that I can't wear it at ordinary times, otherwise I can have an extra set of clothes... Klein took the cane, salutes him, and exits the captain's office.

He came to the lounge diagonally opposite, and saw a black and white checkered uniform including leather boots, a soft hat inlaid with the coat of arms of "Double swords crossed, surrounded by a crown", and a black and white interlaced bottom on the shoulders. A silver star shining emblem.

"This is the trainee inspector?" Klein glanced at it and found that there was a series of inconspicuous numbers under the silver star on the epaulette: "06-254".

At present, he has a preliminary understanding of the police hierarchy in the Loen Kingdom. He understands that at the top are the Minister of Police and the Chief Police Secretary, and below them are the superintendents, deputy superintendents, and assistant superintendents of various police departments. At the middle level are the superintendents and Inspectors, and at the bottom are the sheriffs and constables.

After closing the door, Klein took off his formal clothes, took off his hat, and put on the uniform.

After hanging up his original clothes, he pushed out the door, entered the office of the civilian staff, and looked at the full-length mirror that Luo Shan had won.

The young man in the mirror was trembling in black, his brown eyes were gentle, and his uniform made him a little more heroic than usual.

"Not bad." Klein said happily narcissistically, left his cane in the office, turned around and walked out of the Blackthorn Security Company.

In his pocket, there are as many police officer cards and all kinds of weapons use cards.

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Inside the lobby of the shooting club.

Klein saw Inspector Toller, because he was the only person here wearing a police uniform.

Of course, I'm going to be added now... Klein silently added.

Inspector Toler had two silver stars on his epaulettes, his clothes were propped up by his stomach, he had a bushy tan beard on his face, and he was tall but not mighty, or had ever been.

"Moretti? Klein Moretti?" Tolle looked up and down and greeted him with a smile.

"Hello, Inspector Tolle, I don't think you've identified the wrong person." Klein replied humorously, and based on his impression, raised his right hand, folded his fingers, and saluted.

Tolle laughed and said:

"I can tell,

You're an easy-going young man, so I can rest assured that we're going to Sir Deville's house now? "

Although his police rank is higher than that of Klein, his tone is obviously questioning.

"No problem." Klein thought for a while and said, "You can give me the details on the carriage."

"Okay." Tolle stroked his thick brown beard and led Klein out of the shooting club to a carriage parked opposite.

The carriage is painted with the coat of arms of "double swords crossed, surrounded by a crown", and it is driven by a special coachman.

"Sir Deville is a believer of the goddess, so we turned the case over to you." Tolle said impatiently as soon as he sat down.

"I know that Jazz is a frequent visitor to newspaper content and magazine covers." Klein smiled gently.

Toler picked up the file bag next to him, unwrapped the entanglement, pulled out the documents, and said while turning:

"Whether you know it or not, I need to give you a detailed introduction."

"Sir Deville was the richest man in Tingen. His career began with a lead factory and a porcelain factory, and now has spread to steel, coal, shipping, banking, and securities. He is also a great philanthropist who has been praised by the king. , established the Deville Charitable Fund, the Deville Trust Company, the Deville Library... He was awarded the title of Lord five years ago... If he is willing to run for mayor, I don't think anyone in Tingen will be his opponent ."

"However, his target is Backlund. He wants to become a member of the upper house of the kingdom. We once suspected that his harassment was related to this matter, but we couldn't find any clues."

Klein nodded lightly and said:

"I can't rule it out, but I can't be sure of anything right now."

Toler did not dwell on this issue too much, and continued:

"Since the 6th of last month, every night when Sir Deville went to sleep, he would hear a painful moan that made his scalp tingle, like a dying patient struggling. He checked the surrounding rooms and found nothing. It was an unusual situation, and the housekeeper and servants confirmed that there was indeed a similar sound, but the movement they heard was very slight."

"In the beginning, Sir Deville thought it would be over soon and didn't care too much, but the painful moans became more and more frequent, even during the day, and there were more heart-twitching weeping."

"This made Sir Deville insomnia again and again, and had to leave Tingen and go to the villa in the country, but it didn't work, moaning and crying still haunted him, the same, even if he went to Backlund, things didn't work out. Calm down, but it's relatively less serious."

"He asked security personnel to investigate the surroundings, but found no clues, and our preliminary investigation was equally lacking."

"Sir Deville's mentality was nearly broken after more than a month of torture. He called a psychiatrist again and again, but he couldn't get rid of the trouble. He told us that if the problem could not be solved within a week, he would move out of the court. Gen, go to Backlund, he believes that there must be someone there who can help him."

After listening to Toler's description, Klein quickly analyzed various possibilities:

Which Beyonder did you offend and get cursed?

No, if it's a curse, it's impossible for the steward and servant to hear the same voice...

There is an Extraordinary who does not know what purpose is lurking in the servants and bodyguards?

But the problem is that in the past month or so, no one has made a request to Sir Deville...

Perhaps Sir Deville accidentally got a "dirty thing" like a ghost?

Can't rule out the reason...

As Klein had many thoughts, the carriage entered the Golden Indus area and stopped at Sir Deville's door.

There is a prosperous garden surrounded by iron railings, a hollow iron gate with two statues standing there, a spring that constantly spews and bathes marble statues, a two-story house that covers an extremely large area, and a road enough for three carriages to run side by side.

"The Jazz's house only has two floors... The newspaper said that Backlund is trying to build a ten-story apartment building..." Klein stepped out of the carriage and saw a police officer with three Vs on his shoulders hurriedly greeted him.

He glanced at Klein, raised his hand and saluted:

"Good morning, sir!"

"Good morning." Klein smiled and nodded.

Tolle smiled beside him:

"This is Sheriff Gate. You can tell him anything."

"This is Mr. Moretti, a trainee inspector, a historian and a psychologist from the County Sheriff's Office." Tolle introduced Gait again.

...I can't bear it... Klein felt ashamed for a while.

After the chat was over, Gate pointed to the second-story house behind the fountain and said:

"Sir Deville is waiting for us."

"Okay." Klein reached out and touched the revolver around his waist.

This is his biggest reliance on the enemy at present.

——Because of changing the police uniform, he can openly put the gun bag on his waist, which is easy to pull out.

While speaking, a group of three people walked along the wide road, bypassing the fountain, and came to the outside of the main gate.

At this time, a servant had already opened the door and waited respectfully.

Before he had the chance to enter the house, Klein pretended to tidy his hat, pinched his eyebrows twice, and turned on Spirit Vision.

In the bright living room, the square-faced Sir Deville was rubbing his forehead, and his spirit was quite poor. His dark blond hair and blue eyes were either dry or dull, and he seemed to be five years old.

"Good morning, sir." Klein, Tolle, and Gate saluted at the same time.

Sir Deville got up, forced a smile and responded:

"Good morning, three police officers, I hope you can solve my troubles."

At this moment, Klein squinted his eyes and frowned slightly.

He didn't see anything wrong with Sir Deville, other than his poor spirits.

This is very strange... He thought about it and said:

"Sir, in which room did you first hear the moaning?"

"My bedroom." Sir Deville shook his head.

"Can we take a look?" Klein asked.

"Didn't you check it a few times?" The middle-aged butler next to him asked with a frown.

Obviously, he didn't recognize Klein as the kindhearted companion of "Purchasing Gold".

Klein smiled gently and said:

"That's my colleague, not me."

"Sir, this is an expert sent by the Police Department." Tolle seized the opportunity to introduce.

Deville took a deep look at the young expert and said:

"Okay Karen, you take them to my bedroom."

"Sir, I hope you go with us." Klein said seriously.

Deville hesitated for a few seconds and said:

"If this helps solve the problem..."

As he spoke, he picked up his cane and walked towards the stairs vainly. The housekeeper Karen and several bodyguards were surrounded by them, always ready to help.

Klein looked around and followed silently but calmly.

One step, two steps, three steps... They came to the second floor and entered the master bedroom.

Before he could examine the environment, Klein's hairs stood on end.

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