William Sykes... a deacon of a manor... Klein repeated the other party's answer in his heart, and instead directed the topic to the war between the flag and the White Rose.
After chatting for a few words, he politely said goodbye, and walked to another showcase with the butler Walter and the personal servant Richardson, and continued his own visit. It seemed that the encounter just now was just a trivial matter and a communication under accidental circumstances.
Near noon, Klein, who returned to the high-end four-wheeled carriage, looked at the bicycle passing by outside, and suddenly spoke:
Walter, do you seem to know Mr. William Sykes?
Walter nodded seriously:
I met Viscount Connord when I was working.
He served a royal family member, formerly the Earl of Rustin, Prince Edsack.
He did not hide anything and introduced William Sykes' origin in detail.
Ever served Prince Edsack?
After the prince died of the big smog incident in Beckland, he actually lived a good life. I wonder which manor he served as the deacon... Maybe he knew some secrets?
Klein nodded gently, without asking more questions, thinking in his heart whether he would find an opportunity to investigate William Sykes.
If William Sykes really knew something, the faction of the royal family would not be left alone, or he belonged to that faction. In short, investigating him would be a very dangerous thing, and there would be no way to entrust Miss Magic, Emly White or Miss Hug to do it... Miss Sharon's ability is enough, but it is likely that her stable life will be destroyed now... The best way is to go to the Black Emperor, but the problem is that before stealing the notes of the Antigonus family, I hope to investigate the Beckland smog incident to be limited to the periphery, not alarm anyone, and not bring unexpected changes... Clean was calmly admiring the street view outside the window, and many thoughts flashed through his mind.
In the end, he decided to be patient for the time being and did not want to destroy the most important thing at the moment.
After lunch and nap, Klein received education in literary appreciation until the evening approached.
After seeing off the tutor, he was about to go to the second-floor restaurant when he suddenly heard the doorbell ringing.
In the jingling voice, Klein looked at Richardson, and the personal servant immediately stepped forward a few steps and opened the door.
Standing outside were two policemen in black and white uniforms. From their erectile stylus, one was a senior inspector and the other was a sheriff.
Police officer, is there anything wrong?Richardson asked for the employer.
The senior inspector was a tall and thin man with dark hair hidden under his hat and only the temples showed color. He glanced inside the house and smiled gently:
I came to Mr. Dawn Dances and there was a case involving him and his housekeeper.
What case?Klein walked slowly towards the door and said, "I am Dawn Dance."
After introducing himself, he politely said:
Two police officers, don’t know what to call you?
If things are troublesome and take a long time, it is better to go to my reception room and communicate while drinking tea.
The other policeman, the sheriff, was a very heroic lady. She was obviously a little moved and looked at the senior inspector next to her, waiting for her boss's decision.
Due to the relationship between the Goddess of the Night Church, there are a large number of female police officers in the Lun police system, but due to the influence of other beliefs, social thoughts and other aspects, they are still discriminated against in a certain degree in promotion and position. Most of them are mainly internal clerks, and there is also an invisible ceiling for the promotion space.
The senior inspector smiled and said:
No tea, but we have to ask your servants at home.
He paused and finally got to the point:
Mr. Dawn Dances, do you know this man William Sykes?
I met at the Kingdom Museum this morning.Klein vaguely felt that something had changed unexpectedly and asked, "Is there something wrong with him?"
The senior inspector put away his smile and said:
He died, in a hotel near the Kingdom Museum.
Dead?Klein did not hide his surprise and surprise.
I just met him and he died?
Has he been targeted long ago?
The senior inspector nodded seriously:
Yes, the cause of death is quite complicated, and the possibility of being murdered cannot be ruled out.
Where is his female companion?Klein asked with a frown, "When I met him, he had a female companion."
The lady was his mistress, and William Sykes was still alive when she left the hotel, and the hotel waiters could be sure of this, because they later sent red wine.The senior inspector briefly introduced the situation, where did you go after leaving the Kingdom Museum?
I went straight back here, lunch, sleep, and class, my servants, my neighbors, my literary appreciation teachers, all of which can prove it.Klein answered calmly.
He turned his head to Richardson and said:
Go and invite Walter over.
Soon, the housekeeper Walter walked down the second floor wearing white gloves and answered the same question.
After obtaining the consent of Dawn Dances, the two police officers asked Richardson and other servants, but found no problems.
They did not stop, and said goodbye politely and visited the neighbors around them.
Klein was not affected by this incident and went up to the second floor to enjoy dinner.
The time afterwards passed quickly while leisurely reading books and newspapers. Before going to bed, Klein looked at the night view outside the window, waiting for his personal servant Richardson to take away the fruit in the room.
Suddenly, he asked without turning his head:
What did Walter do in the afternoon?
I've been dealing with various transactions and haven't left.Richardson replied in a low voice.
Klein nodded gently and did not ask more questions, a little doubting whether he was thinking too much.
Huh... He slowly breathed, walked towards the bed, and lay down.
After sleeping until midnight, Klein's spirituality suddenly became touched and he woke up in an instant.
He raised his brows lightly, got up and left the bed, walked to the window, and opened the curtains in a gap.
Under the dim moonlight and in the deep night, a figure carefully arrived at the exterior wall from the garden path and flipped out.
He had a broad forehead, bright black hair and serious brown eyes, and was the butler Walter.
He is quick and smooth in his movements. He is either a trained person or a low-sequence extraordinary person... Klein watched this scene and made a preliminary judgment in his heart.
He saw Walter follow the shadow of the street and head to the entrance of the sewer where Heroul had entered before, removed the manhole cover, climbed down, and did not forget to recover.
Why are everyone so skilled in climbing the sewer?
The butler probably didn't do it late at night before, otherwise my spirituality would definitely be warning. After all, he left my territory... This shows that he often had similar actions elsewhere before becoming my butler... Klein curled his lips slightly, returned to the edge of the bed, and lowered his pillow to take out the iron cigarette box.
He wants to manipulate Seniore, follow the butler Walter and see what the other party is doing.
Hopefully, it won't exceed 100 meters, otherwise I will have to enter the sewer too... Klein silently muttered to himself while returning to the back of the gap in the curtain.
His secret occasion Seniole immediately jumped to the gas street light next to the entrance of the sewer with the help of the mysterious connection between different mirrors, and then penetrated the manhole cover and followed silently.
After seeing Walter walking about ten meters, Klein turned to a more secluded and gloomy passage, with moss and dirty things on the walls.
Suddenly, the butler stopped and said to anyone:
Why are you so impulsive?
Why not wait for a better opportunity?
Soon, a female voice slightly hoarse due to weakness responded to Walter's question:
This is the best opportunity.
I don’t know how long it will take for him to come out again when he returns to that manor.
But why are you still suffering such serious injuries?Walter said with some concern.
The female voice laughed:
William Sykes is stronger than you and me, and probably only in this way can he be in line with his secret identity.
No matter what, I finally got a clue from him. After so long, I finally had a chance to get closer to the truth.
You don't need to be so anxious.Walter said in silence.
The weak female voice laughed:
I have sold my soul to the evil god, and the only meaning of my life next is revenge.
Walter breathed a little:
You keep hiding here, and I will prepare food for you until you recover.
If you have any accidents, please contact me with the old method.
The weak female voice said silently for a long time:
When he was alive, there were many subordinates who claimed to be loyal. After his death, only a few people still remembered him and were willing to take risks for him. You surprised me the most.
He was the first nobleman to treat me like that, and he was also the one I really wanted to be loyal to.Walter responded in a low voice.
Klein, who heard these conversations using the secret puppet, vaguely understood the whole story:
After Prince Edsack's death, a few loyal people secretly investigated the truth about his suicide, and Walter was one of them. However, he was mainly responsible for collecting intelligence on the surface and using his identity to provide some assistance... This should be the additional development mentioned by Magic Mirror Arodes...
Klein immediately let Seniore hide and sneak into the secluded passage. He saw Walter standing sideways and talking to others. Where he half blocked, a woman in a black dress was sitting against the wall, with a pale face.
After hearing Walter's words, the woman laughed in her throat and looked at the mouth:
It's time for you to leave, be careful to be noticed.
Her turn allowed Klein to see her clearly. Her face was slightly round, her eyes were slender, her temperament was gentle, and she was sweet. She was an excellent and charming girl, and also a Klein's acquaintance:
Tris!
Trischik!
After chatting for a few words, he politely said goodbye, and walked to another showcase with the butler Walter and the personal servant Richardson, and continued his own visit. It seemed that the encounter just now was just a trivial matter and a communication under accidental circumstances.
Near noon, Klein, who returned to the high-end four-wheeled carriage, looked at the bicycle passing by outside, and suddenly spoke:
Walter, do you seem to know Mr. William Sykes?
Walter nodded seriously:
I met Viscount Connord when I was working.
He served a royal family member, formerly the Earl of Rustin, Prince Edsack.
He did not hide anything and introduced William Sykes' origin in detail.
Ever served Prince Edsack?
After the prince died of the big smog incident in Beckland, he actually lived a good life. I wonder which manor he served as the deacon... Maybe he knew some secrets?
Klein nodded gently, without asking more questions, thinking in his heart whether he would find an opportunity to investigate William Sykes.
If William Sykes really knew something, the faction of the royal family would not be left alone, or he belonged to that faction. In short, investigating him would be a very dangerous thing, and there would be no way to entrust Miss Magic, Emly White or Miss Hug to do it... Miss Sharon's ability is enough, but it is likely that her stable life will be destroyed now... The best way is to go to the Black Emperor, but the problem is that before stealing the notes of the Antigonus family, I hope to investigate the Beckland smog incident to be limited to the periphery, not alarm anyone, and not bring unexpected changes... Clean was calmly admiring the street view outside the window, and many thoughts flashed through his mind.
In the end, he decided to be patient for the time being and did not want to destroy the most important thing at the moment.
After lunch and nap, Klein received education in literary appreciation until the evening approached.
After seeing off the tutor, he was about to go to the second-floor restaurant when he suddenly heard the doorbell ringing.
In the jingling voice, Klein looked at Richardson, and the personal servant immediately stepped forward a few steps and opened the door.
Standing outside were two policemen in black and white uniforms. From their erectile stylus, one was a senior inspector and the other was a sheriff.
Police officer, is there anything wrong?Richardson asked for the employer.
The senior inspector was a tall and thin man with dark hair hidden under his hat and only the temples showed color. He glanced inside the house and smiled gently:
I came to Mr. Dawn Dances and there was a case involving him and his housekeeper.
What case?Klein walked slowly towards the door and said, "I am Dawn Dance."
After introducing himself, he politely said:
Two police officers, don’t know what to call you?
If things are troublesome and take a long time, it is better to go to my reception room and communicate while drinking tea.
The other policeman, the sheriff, was a very heroic lady. She was obviously a little moved and looked at the senior inspector next to her, waiting for her boss's decision.
Due to the relationship between the Goddess of the Night Church, there are a large number of female police officers in the Lun police system, but due to the influence of other beliefs, social thoughts and other aspects, they are still discriminated against in a certain degree in promotion and position. Most of them are mainly internal clerks, and there is also an invisible ceiling for the promotion space.
The senior inspector smiled and said:
No tea, but we have to ask your servants at home.
He paused and finally got to the point:
Mr. Dawn Dances, do you know this man William Sykes?
I met at the Kingdom Museum this morning.Klein vaguely felt that something had changed unexpectedly and asked, "Is there something wrong with him?"
The senior inspector put away his smile and said:
He died, in a hotel near the Kingdom Museum.
Dead?Klein did not hide his surprise and surprise.
I just met him and he died?
Has he been targeted long ago?
The senior inspector nodded seriously:
Yes, the cause of death is quite complicated, and the possibility of being murdered cannot be ruled out.
Where is his female companion?Klein asked with a frown, "When I met him, he had a female companion."
The lady was his mistress, and William Sykes was still alive when she left the hotel, and the hotel waiters could be sure of this, because they later sent red wine.The senior inspector briefly introduced the situation, where did you go after leaving the Kingdom Museum?
I went straight back here, lunch, sleep, and class, my servants, my neighbors, my literary appreciation teachers, all of which can prove it.Klein answered calmly.
He turned his head to Richardson and said:
Go and invite Walter over.
Soon, the housekeeper Walter walked down the second floor wearing white gloves and answered the same question.
After obtaining the consent of Dawn Dances, the two police officers asked Richardson and other servants, but found no problems.
They did not stop, and said goodbye politely and visited the neighbors around them.
Klein was not affected by this incident and went up to the second floor to enjoy dinner.
The time afterwards passed quickly while leisurely reading books and newspapers. Before going to bed, Klein looked at the night view outside the window, waiting for his personal servant Richardson to take away the fruit in the room.
Suddenly, he asked without turning his head:
What did Walter do in the afternoon?
I've been dealing with various transactions and haven't left.Richardson replied in a low voice.
Klein nodded gently and did not ask more questions, a little doubting whether he was thinking too much.
Huh... He slowly breathed, walked towards the bed, and lay down.
After sleeping until midnight, Klein's spirituality suddenly became touched and he woke up in an instant.
He raised his brows lightly, got up and left the bed, walked to the window, and opened the curtains in a gap.
Under the dim moonlight and in the deep night, a figure carefully arrived at the exterior wall from the garden path and flipped out.
He had a broad forehead, bright black hair and serious brown eyes, and was the butler Walter.
He is quick and smooth in his movements. He is either a trained person or a low-sequence extraordinary person... Klein watched this scene and made a preliminary judgment in his heart.
He saw Walter follow the shadow of the street and head to the entrance of the sewer where Heroul had entered before, removed the manhole cover, climbed down, and did not forget to recover.
Why are everyone so skilled in climbing the sewer?
The butler probably didn't do it late at night before, otherwise my spirituality would definitely be warning. After all, he left my territory... This shows that he often had similar actions elsewhere before becoming my butler... Klein curled his lips slightly, returned to the edge of the bed, and lowered his pillow to take out the iron cigarette box.
He wants to manipulate Seniore, follow the butler Walter and see what the other party is doing.
Hopefully, it won't exceed 100 meters, otherwise I will have to enter the sewer too... Klein silently muttered to himself while returning to the back of the gap in the curtain.
His secret occasion Seniole immediately jumped to the gas street light next to the entrance of the sewer with the help of the mysterious connection between different mirrors, and then penetrated the manhole cover and followed silently.
After seeing Walter walking about ten meters, Klein turned to a more secluded and gloomy passage, with moss and dirty things on the walls.
Suddenly, the butler stopped and said to anyone:
Why are you so impulsive?
Why not wait for a better opportunity?
Soon, a female voice slightly hoarse due to weakness responded to Walter's question:
This is the best opportunity.
I don’t know how long it will take for him to come out again when he returns to that manor.
But why are you still suffering such serious injuries?Walter said with some concern.
The female voice laughed:
William Sykes is stronger than you and me, and probably only in this way can he be in line with his secret identity.
No matter what, I finally got a clue from him. After so long, I finally had a chance to get closer to the truth.
You don't need to be so anxious.Walter said in silence.
The weak female voice laughed:
I have sold my soul to the evil god, and the only meaning of my life next is revenge.
Walter breathed a little:
You keep hiding here, and I will prepare food for you until you recover.
If you have any accidents, please contact me with the old method.
The weak female voice said silently for a long time:
When he was alive, there were many subordinates who claimed to be loyal. After his death, only a few people still remembered him and were willing to take risks for him. You surprised me the most.
He was the first nobleman to treat me like that, and he was also the one I really wanted to be loyal to.Walter responded in a low voice.
Klein, who heard these conversations using the secret puppet, vaguely understood the whole story:
After Prince Edsack's death, a few loyal people secretly investigated the truth about his suicide, and Walter was one of them. However, he was mainly responsible for collecting intelligence on the surface and using his identity to provide some assistance... This should be the additional development mentioned by Magic Mirror Arodes...
Klein immediately let Seniore hide and sneak into the secluded passage. He saw Walter standing sideways and talking to others. Where he half blocked, a woman in a black dress was sitting against the wall, with a pale face.
After hearing Walter's words, the woman laughed in her throat and looked at the mouth:
It's time for you to leave, be careful to be noticed.
Her turn allowed Klein to see her clearly. Her face was slightly round, her eyes were slender, her temperament was gentle, and she was sweet. She was an excellent and charming girl, and also a Klein's acquaintance:
Tris!
Trischik!
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