The cement-made roads were dirty due to the long rain, and the gas street lamps on both sides emitting a bright but misty light due to the wetness of the glass cover.
A taxi carriage was driving in the night, with pedestrians around them wearing hats or umbrellas.
Klein leaned against the wall of the cabin, enjoying the streets of Beckland at night.
At this moment, he suddenly felt that the temperature inside the car had dropped a lot, and the cold wind was lingering and wandering.
Klein suddenly turned his head and saw the bodyguard wearing a black Gothic court dress sitting opposite him at some point.
Her voice said in a illusory and erratic manner:
That 'Eye of Wisdom' has noticed my existence.
Sure enough... Klein nodded without surprise: He has several magical items, perhaps it was only because of these things that I even suspect that there is an organization behind him.
Otherwise, even if it took more than thirty years to rely on the power of the Eye of Wisdom, it would be unlikely that it would collect several relatively powerful magical items. The previous Lieutenant General Zillingers, as one of the seven pirate generals, had only one squirming hunger. Of course, the latter is more likely to be highly savvy and look down on ordinary magical items. After all, squirming hunger can be achieved comprehensively and without any weaknesses.
Well, it is a reasonable explanation for the Eye of Wisdom itself to be very rich. If you organize so many parties, you will get it at any cost when you find a suitable magical item. More than 30 years have passed, and it is not too incredible to have several collections... Alas, this is the rhythm of having a mine at home or opening a bank... Klein complained in his heart.
He did not mention his own specific guess. The Eye of Wisdom is a member of the Church of the God of Steam and Machinery, or the Church of the God of Knowledge and Wisdom, and was afraid that the fact that he was not just an extraordinary person was exposed to the bodyguard.
The blonde-haired bodyguard nodded gently, as if agreeing with Klein's suspicion.
Suddenly, she frowned slightly and looked at the car window opposite:
Very strong smell of blood.
A strong smell of blood... Klein turned around in confusion and looked out the window.
In the sparse and thin rain, there is a secluded alley.
Near the entrance of the alley, there was a woman in a gorgeous long dress upside down.
At this time, a pedestrian passed by, took a closer look, and suddenly screamed.
The horse was a little frightened in the screams, and the coachman quickly tightened the reins, and the speed of the carriage slowed down.
With the light of the gas street light, Klein saw the woman lying on the ground at the alley with a blue face and a deep hole in her abdomen, and the internal organs seemed to have been hollowed out.
The blood on the ground around her was slowly flowing, red and rich.
This... As a qualified former night watchman, he quickly thought of many similar cases of crimes.
These examples are often related to demon worship!
When it comes to demon worship, it is difficult to bypass an ancient organization, which first appeared in the Fourth Age of Blood Worship!
According to records, this is a loose alliance formed by worshipping demons. There are several so-called demon families, such as North, Andrerad and Belia families, who are not subordinate to each other.
They persistently spread the devil's beliefs widely and created many bloody crimes. Mrs. Oriana, an accountant of the Tingen market capitalization Nightclub team, was one of the victims, but fortunately saved.
Of course, not all similar cases were done by them, and many people thought those things were cool and started imitating crime.
It's very similar to the blood worship sect.The bodyguard whispered, and the figure quickly became transparent and disappeared, not caring whether Klein understood or not.
At this time, the carriage had passed the crime scene, and Klein also found that a patrol police were coming, so he curbed the idea of getting out of the car and observing it, thinking that he was an ordinary citizen passing by.
Well, citizen Mr. Moriarty...
The Blood Worship Cult controls the criminal pathway, also known as the demon pathway. It is said that after Sequence 7, the corresponding extraordinary person will gradually become demonized, but it will only be manifested in specific occasions and specific situations...
Sequence 9, Criminal, with a strong body, keen intuition and various criminal abilities, but the conscience has not yet been destroyed... Sequence 8, known as the Cold Blooded Man in ancient times, and the modern name is the Broken Winged Angel, which means that from then on, he will lose his conscience, and be with evil desires, his body will become more inhuman, and he will obtain some magical abilities of demons... Sequence 7, Serial Killer, masters many knowledge and rituals of worshipping demons, and likes to please demons with special serial murders...
I don't know what the sequence is...
Regarding the Blood Worship, knowledge about the demonic path flashed through Klein's mind. The drizzle outside seemed to be a little heavier, and the rainwater on the car window gathered and slid down, and the whole world became quiet and not clear enough.
I think so much is done, and there will definitely be a team of extraordinary people taking over such things. Maybe it is a punishment person, or maybe the night watcher, so I don’t need to worry.Klein shook his head and laughed, muttering in his heart.
When he returned to No. 15 Minsk Street, he had already thrown the case behind him and knocked on the door of Summer's house next door.
Um...uh...Ah...Pret...Ah...
Mrs. Starling grabbed the sheets with both hands and screamed, and her hips, held in the palm of her hand, kept shaking, catering to his thrust from the most comfortable angle.
Ah…Not possible…No…Ah…
After only a few ten minutes of thrusting, Mrs. Starling screamed, her soft body shook constantly like a spasm. The stamens deep in her vagina tightened, clenched the glans like a child's hand, and a warm tide ejaculated from it violently.
~Hiss~It's cool!Klein yelled comfortably, relaxed his hands, and slid along Mrs. Starling's thighs to his calves. He grabbed his ankles with his hands and raised the two slender legs.
Mrs. Starling's soft body was curled up like a prawn, her knees pressed tightly against her shoulders, and her vagina, which had been slightly red and swollen by Klein's intense thrust, selflessly showing her wonderful shape to Klein.
Without even more appreciation, Klein lay down on her and started thrusting hard with his weight.
Mrs. Starling, who had just experienced orgasm, was left to Klein at the mercy of her. She only screamed after she knew that Klein had started to thrust.
Ah...No...Don't...You are such a bull...Ah...Ah...Ah...
Mrs. Starling moaned in pain, reached out to scratch Klein's back, trying to make him lighter, but Klein, who had completely entered his own rhythm at this moment, did not stop at all, and just poked her hard.
Jigu... Jigu... Jigu... Jigu...
Just like water pumping, Mrs. Starling's vagina kept gushing outward, and her screams became even sharper. The pair of breasts on her chest that were specially reserved for Klein jumped back and forth, showing a wave of charming charm under the light at the bedside light.
Ah…Ah…Ah…Uh…Uh…Uh…Uh…
With Klein's thrust, Mrs. Starling could no longer make any unnecessary sounds, and could only hum the most primitive humming with Klein's movements. The humming gradually became lingering from the original pain. Streams of water gushed out, and it had reached the critical point of climax again.
After thrusting hard for more than ten times, Klein groaned and pierced his cock deep into Mrs. Starling's body. The scorching semen gushed out, filling her body with her body.
She also reached orgasm again under the scalp of her semen...
After a warm night, Klein asked Mrs. Starling to tell Mary that she would come tomorrow afternoon to get the evidence, and then wash and read the newspaper to learn about the current situation and various news about Beckland.
The next day, Saturday morning, Klein slowly used breakfast, went out to pick up the photos he had just washed out, and chose the one that best shows the faces of Doragugail and Erica Taylor, which best reflects their passion.
After putting down the photos, he rushed to the Rice Police Station before Mrs. Mary came to the door and successfully got the 10 pound bail.
During this process, he also saw the real Sheriff Farsin there, which was a little uncomfortable.
After withdrawing the remaining £500 cash from the account, Klein, who had been busy all morning, finally had nothing to do.
Before preparing lunch, he gave the remaining 600 pounds to the bodyguard lady in one breath, with a total of 146 pounds and 8 sul 5p left on him, which was all his property he could use.
There was no debt except Miss Justice… Klein relaxedly frying himself a bone-bound steak and poured it with black pepper sauce.
Just as he was in a good mood to taste the 70% ripe taste, the doorbell was suddenly ringing, and the jingling sound echoed continuously.
Mrs. Mary?Too early?Crane put down her knife and fork in confusion and walked towards the door.
He paused for two seconds, and the image of a visitor outside naturally appeared in his mind.
It was an old-school gentleman wearing a light gray coat, a half-height silk top hat, and a black gold-clad cane. He had sharp blue eyes, his temples were stained with gray, and his nasolabial folds were deeply engraved on his face, making his muscles appear droopy.
May I ask, which one are you looking for?Klein asked open the door.
The old-school gentleman said in a strong accent of the East Coast of Jianhai:
Are you Detective Charlotte Moriarty?
Do you have something to entrust?Klein nodded, made way and led the old gentleman to the living room.
He hesitated for two seconds and asked again:
Do you want coffee or black tea?
A cup of hot water, thank you.The old-school gentleman took off his hat and sat down.
Very good, it's very simple... Maybe I have to consider hiring an assistant, pouring tea and water, cleaning the room... Klein thought divergently, and turned to the kitchen to rinse a cup.
He put the hot water in front of the old gentleman, walked to the single sofa, sat down with his hands in his hands:
What should I call you?
Miller Carter.The old gentleman replied in concise language.
Mr. Carter, what do you want to entrust?Klein asked without saying a greeting.
While speaking, he quietly turned on his spiritual vision and observed the opposite side.
The old gentleman is quite healthy, and the aura color of the left leg joint is a bit problematic, probably arthritis... His emotions are mainly blue when he thinks calmly, with a little anxiety... Klein just glanced at it and had roughly concluded.
Miller Carter picked up the white porcelain cup and stroked the outer layer and said:
This is the thing, I bought a house on Williams Street, hehe, I am from Jianhai County, and because of the business, I will settle in Beckland in the future.
Where is Williams Street…?Less than a month after he was in Beckland, he either looked up the map or relied on his intuitive Crane to make himself calm and reliable.
Miller Carter glanced at him and continued at his gaze:
It is said that the house was originally a bankrupt viscount. It happened about 20 or 30 years ago. After several re-selling, I finally bought it.
I planned to do some modern style modification, but found that there was a hidden secret door in the basement leading to a large underground building. I considered that the inside might not be safe, so I temporarily stopped the construction and prevented workers and servants from exploring rashly. I hope you can help confirm the condition inside the underground building.
Underground buildings...Ancient ruins?Secret treasure?Klein thought for a while and said:
Why don't you call the police?
The police can mobilize dozens or hundreds of times more resources than I am a private detective, and the exploration effect 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 that underground building, I intend to repurpose it as part of the entire house.
I know that this is a high risk for you, and I am willing to pay 50 pounds for this, but you can't find more than three assistants. I can also make some compensation based on the specific experience afterwards.
50 pounds, the price is very high... If I were an ordinary detective, it would be equivalent to my income for two or three months... He first arrived in Beckland and did not know other detectives, so he could only read newspapers and hire people, so he came to me... Klein said in a few seconds:
I'll think about it.
He suddenly showed an apologetic smile and pointed to the back and said: I'll go to the bathroom.
Miller Carter nodded slightly and took a sip of hot water.
Entering the bathroom and closing the wooden door, Klein looked at the washing mirror and took out a one-half-penny copper coin.
Because of the bodyguard, he could not confirm it on the gray fog, so he had to rely solely on his own divination level.
I should accept this order.
……
Klein recited it silently seven times, popped up the copper coin, and watched it roll and fall with deep eyes.
Bang!
The copper coins fell into his palm, and the king's avatar was facing up to show his affirmation.
Klein nodded slightly and whispered to the air:
What about your intuition?
The figure of a bodyguard quickly appeared in the mirror, and she still replied without any expression:
There is some danger, but not big.
Very good… Klein put away his coins, washed his hands, turned around and walked out of the bathroom and into the living room.
He looked at Miller Carter and smiled:
I accept this commission.
A taxi carriage was driving in the night, with pedestrians around them wearing hats or umbrellas.
Klein leaned against the wall of the cabin, enjoying the streets of Beckland at night.
At this moment, he suddenly felt that the temperature inside the car had dropped a lot, and the cold wind was lingering and wandering.
Klein suddenly turned his head and saw the bodyguard wearing a black Gothic court dress sitting opposite him at some point.
Her voice said in a illusory and erratic manner:
That 'Eye of Wisdom' has noticed my existence.
Sure enough... Klein nodded without surprise: He has several magical items, perhaps it was only because of these things that I even suspect that there is an organization behind him.
Otherwise, even if it took more than thirty years to rely on the power of the Eye of Wisdom, it would be unlikely that it would collect several relatively powerful magical items. The previous Lieutenant General Zillingers, as one of the seven pirate generals, had only one squirming hunger. Of course, the latter is more likely to be highly savvy and look down on ordinary magical items. After all, squirming hunger can be achieved comprehensively and without any weaknesses.
Well, it is a reasonable explanation for the Eye of Wisdom itself to be very rich. If you organize so many parties, you will get it at any cost when you find a suitable magical item. More than 30 years have passed, and it is not too incredible to have several collections... Alas, this is the rhythm of having a mine at home or opening a bank... Klein complained in his heart.
He did not mention his own specific guess. The Eye of Wisdom is a member of the Church of the God of Steam and Machinery, or the Church of the God of Knowledge and Wisdom, and was afraid that the fact that he was not just an extraordinary person was exposed to the bodyguard.
The blonde-haired bodyguard nodded gently, as if agreeing with Klein's suspicion.
Suddenly, she frowned slightly and looked at the car window opposite:
Very strong smell of blood.
A strong smell of blood... Klein turned around in confusion and looked out the window.
In the sparse and thin rain, there is a secluded alley.
Near the entrance of the alley, there was a woman in a gorgeous long dress upside down.
At this time, a pedestrian passed by, took a closer look, and suddenly screamed.
The horse was a little frightened in the screams, and the coachman quickly tightened the reins, and the speed of the carriage slowed down.
With the light of the gas street light, Klein saw the woman lying on the ground at the alley with a blue face and a deep hole in her abdomen, and the internal organs seemed to have been hollowed out.
The blood on the ground around her was slowly flowing, red and rich.
This... As a qualified former night watchman, he quickly thought of many similar cases of crimes.
These examples are often related to demon worship!
When it comes to demon worship, it is difficult to bypass an ancient organization, which first appeared in the Fourth Age of Blood Worship!
According to records, this is a loose alliance formed by worshipping demons. There are several so-called demon families, such as North, Andrerad and Belia families, who are not subordinate to each other.
They persistently spread the devil's beliefs widely and created many bloody crimes. Mrs. Oriana, an accountant of the Tingen market capitalization Nightclub team, was one of the victims, but fortunately saved.
Of course, not all similar cases were done by them, and many people thought those things were cool and started imitating crime.
It's very similar to the blood worship sect.The bodyguard whispered, and the figure quickly became transparent and disappeared, not caring whether Klein understood or not.
At this time, the carriage had passed the crime scene, and Klein also found that a patrol police were coming, so he curbed the idea of getting out of the car and observing it, thinking that he was an ordinary citizen passing by.
Well, citizen Mr. Moriarty...
The Blood Worship Cult controls the criminal pathway, also known as the demon pathway. It is said that after Sequence 7, the corresponding extraordinary person will gradually become demonized, but it will only be manifested in specific occasions and specific situations...
Sequence 9, Criminal, with a strong body, keen intuition and various criminal abilities, but the conscience has not yet been destroyed... Sequence 8, known as the Cold Blooded Man in ancient times, and the modern name is the Broken Winged Angel, which means that from then on, he will lose his conscience, and be with evil desires, his body will become more inhuman, and he will obtain some magical abilities of demons... Sequence 7, Serial Killer, masters many knowledge and rituals of worshipping demons, and likes to please demons with special serial murders...
I don't know what the sequence is...
Regarding the Blood Worship, knowledge about the demonic path flashed through Klein's mind. The drizzle outside seemed to be a little heavier, and the rainwater on the car window gathered and slid down, and the whole world became quiet and not clear enough.
I think so much is done, and there will definitely be a team of extraordinary people taking over such things. Maybe it is a punishment person, or maybe the night watcher, so I don’t need to worry.Klein shook his head and laughed, muttering in his heart.
When he returned to No. 15 Minsk Street, he had already thrown the case behind him and knocked on the door of Summer's house next door.
Um...uh...Ah...Pret...Ah...
Mrs. Starling grabbed the sheets with both hands and screamed, and her hips, held in the palm of her hand, kept shaking, catering to his thrust from the most comfortable angle.
Ah…Not possible…No…Ah…
After only a few ten minutes of thrusting, Mrs. Starling screamed, her soft body shook constantly like a spasm. The stamens deep in her vagina tightened, clenched the glans like a child's hand, and a warm tide ejaculated from it violently.
~Hiss~It's cool!Klein yelled comfortably, relaxed his hands, and slid along Mrs. Starling's thighs to his calves. He grabbed his ankles with his hands and raised the two slender legs.
Mrs. Starling's soft body was curled up like a prawn, her knees pressed tightly against her shoulders, and her vagina, which had been slightly red and swollen by Klein's intense thrust, selflessly showing her wonderful shape to Klein.
Without even more appreciation, Klein lay down on her and started thrusting hard with his weight.
Mrs. Starling, who had just experienced orgasm, was left to Klein at the mercy of her. She only screamed after she knew that Klein had started to thrust.
Ah...No...Don't...You are such a bull...Ah...Ah...Ah...
Mrs. Starling moaned in pain, reached out to scratch Klein's back, trying to make him lighter, but Klein, who had completely entered his own rhythm at this moment, did not stop at all, and just poked her hard.
Jigu... Jigu... Jigu... Jigu...
Just like water pumping, Mrs. Starling's vagina kept gushing outward, and her screams became even sharper. The pair of breasts on her chest that were specially reserved for Klein jumped back and forth, showing a wave of charming charm under the light at the bedside light.
Ah…Ah…Ah…Uh…Uh…Uh…Uh…
With Klein's thrust, Mrs. Starling could no longer make any unnecessary sounds, and could only hum the most primitive humming with Klein's movements. The humming gradually became lingering from the original pain. Streams of water gushed out, and it had reached the critical point of climax again.
After thrusting hard for more than ten times, Klein groaned and pierced his cock deep into Mrs. Starling's body. The scorching semen gushed out, filling her body with her body.
She also reached orgasm again under the scalp of her semen...
After a warm night, Klein asked Mrs. Starling to tell Mary that she would come tomorrow afternoon to get the evidence, and then wash and read the newspaper to learn about the current situation and various news about Beckland.
The next day, Saturday morning, Klein slowly used breakfast, went out to pick up the photos he had just washed out, and chose the one that best shows the faces of Doragugail and Erica Taylor, which best reflects their passion.
After putting down the photos, he rushed to the Rice Police Station before Mrs. Mary came to the door and successfully got the 10 pound bail.
During this process, he also saw the real Sheriff Farsin there, which was a little uncomfortable.
After withdrawing the remaining £500 cash from the account, Klein, who had been busy all morning, finally had nothing to do.
Before preparing lunch, he gave the remaining 600 pounds to the bodyguard lady in one breath, with a total of 146 pounds and 8 sul 5p left on him, which was all his property he could use.
There was no debt except Miss Justice… Klein relaxedly frying himself a bone-bound steak and poured it with black pepper sauce.
Just as he was in a good mood to taste the 70% ripe taste, the doorbell was suddenly ringing, and the jingling sound echoed continuously.
Mrs. Mary?Too early?Crane put down her knife and fork in confusion and walked towards the door.
He paused for two seconds, and the image of a visitor outside naturally appeared in his mind.
It was an old-school gentleman wearing a light gray coat, a half-height silk top hat, and a black gold-clad cane. He had sharp blue eyes, his temples were stained with gray, and his nasolabial folds were deeply engraved on his face, making his muscles appear droopy.
May I ask, which one are you looking for?Klein asked open the door.
The old-school gentleman said in a strong accent of the East Coast of Jianhai:
Are you Detective Charlotte Moriarty?
Do you have something to entrust?Klein nodded, made way and led the old gentleman to the living room.
He hesitated for two seconds and asked again:
Do you want coffee or black tea?
A cup of hot water, thank you.The old-school gentleman took off his hat and sat down.
Very good, it's very simple... Maybe I have to consider hiring an assistant, pouring tea and water, cleaning the room... Klein thought divergently, and turned to the kitchen to rinse a cup.
He put the hot water in front of the old gentleman, walked to the single sofa, sat down with his hands in his hands:
What should I call you?
Miller Carter.The old gentleman replied in concise language.
Mr. Carter, what do you want to entrust?Klein asked without saying a greeting.
While speaking, he quietly turned on his spiritual vision and observed the opposite side.
The old gentleman is quite healthy, and the aura color of the left leg joint is a bit problematic, probably arthritis... His emotions are mainly blue when he thinks calmly, with a little anxiety... Klein just glanced at it and had roughly concluded.
Miller Carter picked up the white porcelain cup and stroked the outer layer and said:
This is the thing, I bought a house on Williams Street, hehe, I am from Jianhai County, and because of the business, I will settle in Beckland in the future.
Where is Williams Street…?Less than a month after he was in Beckland, he either looked up the map or relied on his intuitive Crane to make himself calm and reliable.
Miller Carter glanced at him and continued at his gaze:
It is said that the house was originally a bankrupt viscount. It happened about 20 or 30 years ago. After several re-selling, I finally bought it.
I planned to do some modern style modification, but found that there was a hidden secret door in the basement leading to a large underground building. I considered that the inside might not be safe, so I temporarily stopped the construction and prevented workers and servants from exploring rashly. I hope you can help confirm the condition inside the underground building.
Underground buildings...Ancient ruins?Secret treasure?Klein thought for a while and said:
Why don't you call the police?
The police can mobilize dozens or hundreds of times more resources than I am a private detective, and the exploration effect 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 that underground building, I intend to repurpose it as part of the entire house.
I know that this is a high risk for you, and I am willing to pay 50 pounds for this, but you can't find more than three assistants. I can also make some compensation based on the specific experience afterwards.
50 pounds, the price is very high... If I were an ordinary detective, it would be equivalent to my income for two or three months... He first arrived in Beckland and did not know other detectives, so he could only read newspapers and hire people, so he came to me... Klein said in a few seconds:
I'll think about it.
He suddenly showed an apologetic smile and pointed to the back and said: I'll go to the bathroom.
Miller Carter nodded slightly and took a sip of hot water.
Entering the bathroom and closing the wooden door, Klein looked at the washing mirror and took out a one-half-penny copper coin.
Because of the bodyguard, he could not confirm it on the gray fog, so he had to rely solely on his own divination level.
I should accept this order.
……
Klein recited it silently seven times, popped up the copper coin, and watched it roll and fall with deep eyes.
Bang!
The copper coins fell into his palm, and the king's avatar was facing up to show his affirmation.
Klein nodded slightly and whispered to the air:
What about your intuition?
The figure of a bodyguard quickly appeared in the mirror, and she still replied without any expression:
There is some danger, but not big.
Very good… Klein put away his coins, washed his hands, turned around and walked out of the bathroom and into the living room.
He looked at Miller Carter and smiled:
I accept this commission.
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