Klein did not touch Zerel's body and retreated from the fork in the road.
Dong!Dong!Dong!
A sudden sound came from afar, echoing continuously in the hollow and deserted sewer.
Klein listened for a few seconds and decisively retreated to the exit along the dirty cement road on both sides of the sewage river.
For him, there is no need to take risks without involving himself.
After climbing out of the sewer, Klein closed the iron cover again and dealt with the nearby area slightly before returning to the one-bedroom he rented in the East District, changing his clothes and removing his disguise.
Then he put on his gold-rimmed glasses and walked to another street, took a taxi carriage, and returned to Joewood District in the quiet and cold of three in the morning, but not Minsk Street.
After that, Klein went around again and confirmed that no one was following him, he entered his home and slept until dawn, with the doorbell shaking.
He suddenly turned over and sat up, put on his shirt, buttoned his vest, quickly walked down to the first floor, and opened the door.
Before that, the clown's premonition ability had already made him naturally outline the image of the visitor in his mind:
The old coat that doesn't fit well, the brown hat with a dome, the torn shoulder bag, bright red eyes, a pretty face, and a quiet temperament, is the big boy Ian who came to entrust the task yesterday.
Good morning Detective Moriarty.Ian said hello and looked around and said, "Have you gained anything?"Well... I just passed by and asked.
Klein Zheng said with a key point:
have.
... Ian seemed to be startled and couldn't speak for a long time.
After a while, he stammered his lips and asked in surprise:
Have you confirmed Mr. Zeril's condition?
Yes.Crane paused and said seriously, I found Zerrel's body.
The body… Ian’s pupils shrank and he repeated in a low voice.
He was not too obvious to be surprised, and seemed to have expected this worst possible outcome.
Klein watched quietly without interrupting.
Huh... Ian breathed a sigh of relief and looked around vigilantly, your efficiency is amazing, can you take me to see Mr. Zerrel's body?
No problem, in fact I'm going to do that.Klein thought for a while and said, I hope you don’t mention me when you call the police, just say you found it. I think you know how to weave the reasons.
Ian was not surprised by this. He knew very well that not every detective liked to deal with the police. In fact, except for the big detectives who are famous and often provide advice and corresponding help to the police department, everyone else was discriminated against by the police, excluded by them, and even extorted.
This is the current situation in the Kingdom of Ruhn.
OKIan agreed readily.
Considering entering the sewer, Klein changed into a set of clothes for the ordinary working class, wore a deer hunting hat, and took out a horse lantern.
The two arrived in the East Side in a public carriage, and walked for half an hour to the remote sewer entrance under a pair of numb or malicious eyes.
How did you find it?Ian asked half surprised and curiously as he watched Klein move the lid off and climb down.
Klein stared at the bottom and replied casually:
Proficient training, which includes many techniques for reasoning, investigation, tracking and cross-examination.
Ian followed into the sewer and nodded disgustingly:
...You seem to have received very professional training.
Klein did not answer directly, carried the lantern that had been lit, and took Ian into the fork in the road and came to that gloomy corner.
As soon as he approached, his eyes narrowed slightly because Zerrell's body was much less broken than last night, with one arm and half of his ribs.
This is not something a mouse can do... Klein muttered to himself, not reminding Ian.
With the help of the light of the lantern, Ian saw clearly the appearance of the body.
He squatted down suddenly, vomited, and gradually vomited out yellow-green bile. Klein took out the prepared Crag oil, unscrewed the cork, bent over and put the port in front of Ian's nose.
Ian suddenly made a clever blow and calmed down.
More than ten seconds later, he whispered weakly:
Thanks……
He stood up slowly and carefully examined the incomplete body several times:
I can confirm that he is Detective Zerrel.
It's a pity.Klein responded politely, I suggest you call the police.
Um.Ian nodded slightly and followed the other party back to the ground.
At this time, Klein clapped:
My mission ends here, and it is up to you to decide what to do afterwards.
Ian was silent for a few seconds and said:
I still owe you three things, you can tell me now.
In fact, I only thought of one thing for the time being.Klein replied frankly, "I want to know where to get guns and bullets, and don't need a full-class weapon license."
Ian said with little thought:
In the area of Beckland Bridge, Ironmen Street, the ‘Brave Bar’, I found Kaspascanlining and said it was introduced by the ‘old man’.
OK, let’s talk about the remaining two things later. I have a premonition that we will meet again.Klein nodded casually.
Ian looked at him, remained silent, and said nothing.
The two separated and headed towards different streets in the East District, and the remote place returned to silence.
After walking for a while, Klein suddenly turned around and returned the same way, then hid in the hidden corner and peered at the entrance of the sewer.
After waiting for two or three minutes, he saw Ian return quietly and looked around vigilantly.
Klein retracted his gaze in time, pressed his back against the wall, and listened to the movement.
He heard the friction of the iron cover being removed and heard someone climbing down.
Pulling his head cautiously, Klein finds Ian has re-entered the sewer.
Is there a clue or something hidden in Zerrell's body?The fruit of this matter is indeed very deep... He nodded thoughtfully.
Klein, who satisfied his curiosity, stopped staying and actually left, planning to go to Kaspascanlining again in two days.
…………
During afternoon tea, Viscount Glylint is located in his home in Queens.
The door of the study was tightly closed, completely separating the four people inside from the outside guests participating in the salon.
Hugh, Fors, this is the reward you deserve.Audrey wore a light yellow dress with many lace decorations and pushed a bulging envelope to the two ladies across the desk.
Xiu wanted to say something politely, but her hand had grabbed the envelope one step faster and felt the weight of money.
She had no choice but to say sincerely:
Miss Audrey, thank you for your generosity and your integrity makes you more beautiful.
While speaking, she had unbuttoned the thin lines wrapped around the envelope and saw the banknotes inside.
It was a gray-bottomed black-print banknote with uniform colors, thick and emitting a special ink fragrance, which made people feel relaxed and pleasant.
10 pounds... I took out one and confirmed the denomination. Forsy, who seemed lazy and didn't care about money, came over at some point.
This, at least... don't observe the thickness and figure out how many pictures there are in total.
She couldn't help but look at Forsy and saw the surprise in each other's eyes:
This is obviously much more reward than they imagined!
Audrey smiled and said:
There are a total of 800 pounds, you can decide how to distribute it yourself.
That incident puts you in danger, and I'm sorry for that.
800 pounds... No, no need to apologize... I will accept the commission even if I know the possible consequences... Even if it is just split equally, plus my savings, it is enough to buy the recipe for the Sheriff's Potion... Xiu, who is over 1.5 meters tall, stared blankly at the banknotes in the envelope, wishing to pull them out and count them repeatedly.
She believed that the generous and generous beautiful Miss Audrey would certainly not be short of reward, but what if the other party counted wrongly?
Everyone has times of mistakes!Xiu raised his right hand, paused for a few seconds, and then silently let it go.
Fors's mouth couldn't stop rising, and he sighed:
This is more than the total royalties I have received so far in the book "Storm Villa"...
Should I praise Miss Audrey or ridicule myself as a writer's poverty?She added silently.
Viscount Glylint was also a little envious, but not Viscount Hugh and Fors. As a viscount with a good financial situation, 800 pounds is not a big deal.
What he envied was that Audrey was generous and had no burden at all.
Cough... Viscount Glylint cleared his throat. If you can get the formula for the 'pharmacist', I will also give you a lot of rewards.
We do our best!Hug replied without hesitation, then she looked at Audrey, we recently came across people who were suspected of Psychological Alchemy, and the ‘Audience’ potion you want will soon have clues.
Hugh, I'm already Sequence 8, better than you... Audrey smiled reservedly:
I'm looking forward to it.
After talking about the serious matter, the four of them chatted about the rumors in the extraordinary circle, and under the demonstration of Audrey, they each looked for the books they wanted to read.
Suddenly, Xiu's eyes lit up and he saw two hard cover books:
"History of the Nobles in the Kingdom of Ruhn" and "Secretology".
At the same time, Fors also found books that interest him:
"Geography of the Fosak Empire Characters" and "Traveling around the Northern Continent".
Dear Viscount Glylint, can I borrow these two books?I will return it soon.Don't look at the master of the study like a pleading.
Glylint nodded indifferently and said:
No problem.
Hearing his answer, Fors quickly made a request and was also allowed.
Seeing all this, Audrey's lips curled slightly and looked at the side with a reserved look, pretending to be looking for a book.
As a qualified and promoted audience, after many contacts, she has accurately grasped Hugh and Fors' preferences in some aspects, and has arranged in advance without anyone noticing it.
Let the guided person feel that it is his own will, which is the embodiment of the audience's ability.
…………
In the evening, when he was lying on the sofa, facing the fireplace, looking at the gas lamp, looking through the "History of the Nobles in the Kingdom of Ruhn", Fors went to a party in the writer's circle.
After looking at it for a while, Xiu suddenly felt that the paper cover was a little strange, so he carefully checked it, found the mezzanine, and found an old piece of paper.
The front of the paper is filled with the special symbols created by Emperor Rossell the Great, and behind it is a passage of ancient Hemis.
Did Viscount Glylint's ancestors decipher some special symbols of Emperor Rossell?Hug suddenly became excited.
She struggled to identify the passage of Guhemiswen and silently said:
Fools who do not belong to this era;
The mysterious master above the grey fog;
The King of Yellow and Black who is in charge of good luck.
Dong!Dong!Dong!
A sudden sound came from afar, echoing continuously in the hollow and deserted sewer.
Klein listened for a few seconds and decisively retreated to the exit along the dirty cement road on both sides of the sewage river.
For him, there is no need to take risks without involving himself.
After climbing out of the sewer, Klein closed the iron cover again and dealt with the nearby area slightly before returning to the one-bedroom he rented in the East District, changing his clothes and removing his disguise.
Then he put on his gold-rimmed glasses and walked to another street, took a taxi carriage, and returned to Joewood District in the quiet and cold of three in the morning, but not Minsk Street.
After that, Klein went around again and confirmed that no one was following him, he entered his home and slept until dawn, with the doorbell shaking.
He suddenly turned over and sat up, put on his shirt, buttoned his vest, quickly walked down to the first floor, and opened the door.
Before that, the clown's premonition ability had already made him naturally outline the image of the visitor in his mind:
The old coat that doesn't fit well, the brown hat with a dome, the torn shoulder bag, bright red eyes, a pretty face, and a quiet temperament, is the big boy Ian who came to entrust the task yesterday.
Good morning Detective Moriarty.Ian said hello and looked around and said, "Have you gained anything?"Well... I just passed by and asked.
Klein Zheng said with a key point:
have.
... Ian seemed to be startled and couldn't speak for a long time.
After a while, he stammered his lips and asked in surprise:
Have you confirmed Mr. Zeril's condition?
Yes.Crane paused and said seriously, I found Zerrel's body.
The body… Ian’s pupils shrank and he repeated in a low voice.
He was not too obvious to be surprised, and seemed to have expected this worst possible outcome.
Klein watched quietly without interrupting.
Huh... Ian breathed a sigh of relief and looked around vigilantly, your efficiency is amazing, can you take me to see Mr. Zerrel's body?
No problem, in fact I'm going to do that.Klein thought for a while and said, I hope you don’t mention me when you call the police, just say you found it. I think you know how to weave the reasons.
Ian was not surprised by this. He knew very well that not every detective liked to deal with the police. In fact, except for the big detectives who are famous and often provide advice and corresponding help to the police department, everyone else was discriminated against by the police, excluded by them, and even extorted.
This is the current situation in the Kingdom of Ruhn.
OKIan agreed readily.
Considering entering the sewer, Klein changed into a set of clothes for the ordinary working class, wore a deer hunting hat, and took out a horse lantern.
The two arrived in the East Side in a public carriage, and walked for half an hour to the remote sewer entrance under a pair of numb or malicious eyes.
How did you find it?Ian asked half surprised and curiously as he watched Klein move the lid off and climb down.
Klein stared at the bottom and replied casually:
Proficient training, which includes many techniques for reasoning, investigation, tracking and cross-examination.
Ian followed into the sewer and nodded disgustingly:
...You seem to have received very professional training.
Klein did not answer directly, carried the lantern that had been lit, and took Ian into the fork in the road and came to that gloomy corner.
As soon as he approached, his eyes narrowed slightly because Zerrell's body was much less broken than last night, with one arm and half of his ribs.
This is not something a mouse can do... Klein muttered to himself, not reminding Ian.
With the help of the light of the lantern, Ian saw clearly the appearance of the body.
He squatted down suddenly, vomited, and gradually vomited out yellow-green bile. Klein took out the prepared Crag oil, unscrewed the cork, bent over and put the port in front of Ian's nose.
Ian suddenly made a clever blow and calmed down.
More than ten seconds later, he whispered weakly:
Thanks……
He stood up slowly and carefully examined the incomplete body several times:
I can confirm that he is Detective Zerrel.
It's a pity.Klein responded politely, I suggest you call the police.
Um.Ian nodded slightly and followed the other party back to the ground.
At this time, Klein clapped:
My mission ends here, and it is up to you to decide what to do afterwards.
Ian was silent for a few seconds and said:
I still owe you three things, you can tell me now.
In fact, I only thought of one thing for the time being.Klein replied frankly, "I want to know where to get guns and bullets, and don't need a full-class weapon license."
Ian said with little thought:
In the area of Beckland Bridge, Ironmen Street, the ‘Brave Bar’, I found Kaspascanlining and said it was introduced by the ‘old man’.
OK, let’s talk about the remaining two things later. I have a premonition that we will meet again.Klein nodded casually.
Ian looked at him, remained silent, and said nothing.
The two separated and headed towards different streets in the East District, and the remote place returned to silence.
After walking for a while, Klein suddenly turned around and returned the same way, then hid in the hidden corner and peered at the entrance of the sewer.
After waiting for two or three minutes, he saw Ian return quietly and looked around vigilantly.
Klein retracted his gaze in time, pressed his back against the wall, and listened to the movement.
He heard the friction of the iron cover being removed and heard someone climbing down.
Pulling his head cautiously, Klein finds Ian has re-entered the sewer.
Is there a clue or something hidden in Zerrell's body?The fruit of this matter is indeed very deep... He nodded thoughtfully.
Klein, who satisfied his curiosity, stopped staying and actually left, planning to go to Kaspascanlining again in two days.
…………
During afternoon tea, Viscount Glylint is located in his home in Queens.
The door of the study was tightly closed, completely separating the four people inside from the outside guests participating in the salon.
Hugh, Fors, this is the reward you deserve.Audrey wore a light yellow dress with many lace decorations and pushed a bulging envelope to the two ladies across the desk.
Xiu wanted to say something politely, but her hand had grabbed the envelope one step faster and felt the weight of money.
She had no choice but to say sincerely:
Miss Audrey, thank you for your generosity and your integrity makes you more beautiful.
While speaking, she had unbuttoned the thin lines wrapped around the envelope and saw the banknotes inside.
It was a gray-bottomed black-print banknote with uniform colors, thick and emitting a special ink fragrance, which made people feel relaxed and pleasant.
10 pounds... I took out one and confirmed the denomination. Forsy, who seemed lazy and didn't care about money, came over at some point.
This, at least... don't observe the thickness and figure out how many pictures there are in total.
She couldn't help but look at Forsy and saw the surprise in each other's eyes:
This is obviously much more reward than they imagined!
Audrey smiled and said:
There are a total of 800 pounds, you can decide how to distribute it yourself.
That incident puts you in danger, and I'm sorry for that.
800 pounds... No, no need to apologize... I will accept the commission even if I know the possible consequences... Even if it is just split equally, plus my savings, it is enough to buy the recipe for the Sheriff's Potion... Xiu, who is over 1.5 meters tall, stared blankly at the banknotes in the envelope, wishing to pull them out and count them repeatedly.
She believed that the generous and generous beautiful Miss Audrey would certainly not be short of reward, but what if the other party counted wrongly?
Everyone has times of mistakes!Xiu raised his right hand, paused for a few seconds, and then silently let it go.
Fors's mouth couldn't stop rising, and he sighed:
This is more than the total royalties I have received so far in the book "Storm Villa"...
Should I praise Miss Audrey or ridicule myself as a writer's poverty?She added silently.
Viscount Glylint was also a little envious, but not Viscount Hugh and Fors. As a viscount with a good financial situation, 800 pounds is not a big deal.
What he envied was that Audrey was generous and had no burden at all.
Cough... Viscount Glylint cleared his throat. If you can get the formula for the 'pharmacist', I will also give you a lot of rewards.
We do our best!Hug replied without hesitation, then she looked at Audrey, we recently came across people who were suspected of Psychological Alchemy, and the ‘Audience’ potion you want will soon have clues.
Hugh, I'm already Sequence 8, better than you... Audrey smiled reservedly:
I'm looking forward to it.
After talking about the serious matter, the four of them chatted about the rumors in the extraordinary circle, and under the demonstration of Audrey, they each looked for the books they wanted to read.
Suddenly, Xiu's eyes lit up and he saw two hard cover books:
"History of the Nobles in the Kingdom of Ruhn" and "Secretology".
At the same time, Fors also found books that interest him:
"Geography of the Fosak Empire Characters" and "Traveling around the Northern Continent".
Dear Viscount Glylint, can I borrow these two books?I will return it soon.Don't look at the master of the study like a pleading.
Glylint nodded indifferently and said:
No problem.
Hearing his answer, Fors quickly made a request and was also allowed.
Seeing all this, Audrey's lips curled slightly and looked at the side with a reserved look, pretending to be looking for a book.
As a qualified and promoted audience, after many contacts, she has accurately grasped Hugh and Fors' preferences in some aspects, and has arranged in advance without anyone noticing it.
Let the guided person feel that it is his own will, which is the embodiment of the audience's ability.
…………
In the evening, when he was lying on the sofa, facing the fireplace, looking at the gas lamp, looking through the "History of the Nobles in the Kingdom of Ruhn", Fors went to a party in the writer's circle.
After looking at it for a while, Xiu suddenly felt that the paper cover was a little strange, so he carefully checked it, found the mezzanine, and found an old piece of paper.
The front of the paper is filled with the special symbols created by Emperor Rossell the Great, and behind it is a passage of ancient Hemis.
Did Viscount Glylint's ancestors decipher some special symbols of Emperor Rossell?Hug suddenly became excited.
She struggled to identify the passage of Guhemiswen and silently said:
Fools who do not belong to this era;
The mysterious master above the grey fog;
The King of Yellow and Black who is in charge of good luck.
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