Lord of the Mysteries Chapter 12: Guide without traces

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Klein didn't touch the body of Zyrell, so it went backwards out of the fork.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

There was a sudden sound from the distance, echoing continuously in the empty and empty 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 for things that do not involve himself.

After climbing away from the sewer, Klein closed the iron cover again and handled the neighborhood a little before returning to the room where he rented at eastern district, changed his clothes, and removed his disguise.

He then put on Phnom Penh glasses, walked to another street, took the rented carriage, and returned to Chowod District in the quiet and cold at three in the morning, but not Minsk Street.

After that, Klein made another big circle. After confirming that no one was following, he entered his home until he was asleep and the doorbell wobbled ding dong.

He suddenly turned over and sat up, put on his shirt, buttoned his waistcoat, hurried down to the first floor, and opened the door.

Before that, Clown sequence ’s premonition ability has allowed him to naturally outline the image of the visitor in his mind:

An old coat that does n’t fit well, a brown hat with a dome, a ragged shoulder bag, bright red eyes, a beautiful face, and a calm temperament. It was the big boy Ian who was commissioned yesterday.

"Good morning, Detective Moriarty." Ian greeted and glanced left and right, "Is there any gain? Hmm ... I just passed by and asked."

Klein Zheng Zhengtou said:

"Yes."

"..." Ian seemed taken aback, and was unable to speak for a long time.

after a while, he pursed his lips and asked in amazement:

"Are you sure about Mr. Zyrell's situation?"

"Yes." Klein paused, said in a straight color, "I found the body of Zyrell."

"Corp ..." Ian's pupils shrank and repeated in a low voice.

He was not too surprised, and it seemed that he had expected the worst.

Klein quietly looks at, never interrupted.

"Hoo ..." Ian sighed, looked around alertly, "Your efficiency is amazing, can you take me to see Mr. Zyrell's body?"

"No problem, in fact I am planning to do so." Klein thought for a while, "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 reason." /

Ian is not surprised at this. He is very clear that not every detective likes to deal with the police. In fact, in addition to the famous great detective, who often provides advice and corresponding help to the police department, everyone else suffers. The police's discrimination was rejected by them and even extorted.

This is the status quo of Ruen Kingdom.

"Okay." Ian agreed readily.

Considering entering the sewer, Klein changed the clothes of the ordinary working class, wore a deer hunter hat, and took a horse lantern.

The two arrived in eastern district by public carriage, walked for half an hour in the eyes of a pair of or numb or malicious eyes, and came to the remote sewer entrance.

"How did you find it?" Ian looks at Klein lifted the cover and climbed down, half surprised and half curiously asked.

Klein looks down at it and answers casually:

"Skillful training, which includes many inference, investigation, tracking and interrogation skills."

Ian followed into the sewer and nodded disgustingly:

"... You seem to have received very professional training."

Klein didn't answer directly, carrying the horse lantern that had been lighted up, and taking Ian into the fork, came to the dark corner.

As soon as he came close, his eyes narrowed slightly, because the body of Zyrell was much crippled than last night, with one arm and half of the ribs missing.

This is not what the mouse can do ... Klein murmured secretly without reminding Ian.

With the help of the light of the horse lantern, Ian can see clearly the appearance of the body.

He squatted violently, vomited, and gradually vomited yellow-green colored bile. Klein took out the prepared "Klag oil", unscrewed the stopper, and bent down to put the port in front of Ian's nose.

Ian Huo Ran played a clever way and calmed down.

After ten seconds, he murmured weakly:

"Thank you ..."

He stood up slowly and scrutinized the incomplete body several times:

"I can confirm that he is Detective Zyrell."

"Sorry." Klein responded politely, "I suggest you call the police."

"Uh." Ian nodded slightly invisibly and followed the other party back to the ground.

At this time, Klein clapped his hands:

"My mission ends here, and what to do afterwards is up to you."

Ian was silent for a few seconds:

"I still owe you three things, you can tell me now."

"In fact, I just thought about one thing for the time being." Klein replied frankly, "I want to know where I can get the guns and bullets without all weapons permit."

Ian said almost without thinking:

"Beckland bridge district domain, Iron Gate Street,‘ Hero Bar ’, look for Kaspars Kanlinen, it ’s‘ old man ’introduction.”

"Okay, the remaining two things will be discussed later, I have a hunch, we will meet again." Klein pretended to nod easily.

Ian glanced at him and kept silent, saying nothing.

The two then separated and walked towards different streets of eastern district, and the remote place returned to silence again.

After walking for a while, Klein suddenly turned around, returned the same way, and then hid in a hidden corner, peering at the entrance of the sewer.

Wait for two or three minutes, he saw Ian return silently, looking around cautiously.

Klein withdrew his eyes in time, turned his back against the wall, and listened to the start.

He heard the friction of the iron cover being removed, and heard someone climbing down.

Putting his head cautiously, Klein found that Ian had re-entered the sewer.

There are clues hidden in the body of Zyrell, or a piece of item? The fruit of this matter is deep ... He nodded thoughtfully.

Curiously satisfied, Klein no longer stays, and really leaves, planning to find Kaspars Kanlinen in two days.

…………

Afternoon tea, Viscount Gleylit is located in the Queen District home.

The door of the study is tightly closed, completely separating the four people inside from the guests who participated in the salon.

"Quinn, Forsi, this is what you deserve." Audrey, wearing a light yellow dress with many lace decorations, pushed an inflated envelope to the two ladies across the desk.

Quinn wanted to be polite, but her hand grabbed the envelope quickly and felt the weight of money.

She had to sincerely say:

"Miss Audrey, thank you for your generosity, your integrity makes you more beautiful."

During the talk, she had untied the thin line around the envelope and saw the banknote inside.

It is a black banknote with a uniform gray color on a gray background. It is thick and exudes a special ink fragrance that makes people feel relaxed and happy.

"10 pounds ..." Quinn took out one, confirmed the denomination, and Forsi, who seemed to be lazy and did not care about the money, came together sometime.

Here, at least ... Quinn observe the thickness and figure out how many sheets there are.

She couldn't help but looked at Forsi and saw the surprise in each other's eyes:

This is significantly more than their imagination!

Audrey smiled lightly:

"A total of 800 pounds, you decide how to allocate."

"That thing put you in danger, I'm sorry for that."

£ 800 ... no, no need to apologize ... again, even if I know the possible consequences, I will accept the commission ... Even if it is only divided equally, plus my savings, it is enough to buy "Officer" magical medicine formula is out ... The banknotes in the looks at envelope in the Quinn in the first five meters are stunned. I wish to draw them all out and count them repeatedly.

She believes that the generous and generous beautiful Miss Audrey will definitely not be short of compensation, but what if the other party's number is wrong?

Everyone makes mistakes! Quinn raised his right hand, paused for a few seconds, and put it down silently.

The corners of Forsi ’s mouth could n’t stop rising, with emotion:

"This is more than the total remuneration of my" Storm of the Mountain Village "book so far ..."

Should I compliment Miss Audrey, or laugh at the poverty of Author? She added a sentence silently.

The Viscount Gleylit sitting on the sofa is also a little envious, but not envious of Quinn and Forsi. As a viscount with good financial status, £ 800 is not a big number.

He admires Audrey take action for his boldness and no burden at all.

"Cough ..." Viscount Gleylit cleared his throat, "If you can get the formula of" Medicine Master ", I will also give you a lot of money."

"We try our best!" Quinn replied without hesitation, then she looked at Audrey, "We have recently contacted someone who is suspected of Psychology Alchemy Union, and the Audience magical medicine you want will have clues soon."

Quinn, I'm already Sequence Eight, better than you ... Audrey sly smiled:

"I am looking forward to it."

After talking about the business, the four people chatted about the rumors of extraordinary circles, and under the demonstration of Audrey, they each looked for the books they wanted to read.

Suddenly, Quinn's eyes lit up and saw two hard cover books:

"Ruen Kingdom Noble History" and "Heraldic Studies".

At the same time, Forsi also found books of interest:

"Fusac Empire Character Geography" and "Travel northern continent".

"esteemed Viscount Gleylit, can I borrow these two books? I will return them soon." Quinn looked pleadingly at the owner of the study.

Gleylit nodded indifferently:

"no problem."

Hearing his answer, Forsi quickly made a request and was also allowed.

The Audrey, who witnessed all this, slightly hooked the corner of his mouth and looked sideways, pretending to look for a book.

As a qualified and promoted Audience, after many contacts, she has accurately grasped Quinn and Forsi's preferences in certain aspects, so that she has arranged in advance, and no one noticed the arrangement.

Let the guided person feel that it is their own will, which is the embodiment of Audience's ability.

…………

In the evening, Quinn nested on the sofa, turned towards the fireplace, and turned on the gas lamp, turned over looks at "History of Ruen Kingdom Nobles", and Forsi went to the Author party.

After watching it for a while, Quinn suddenly felt that the hard paper cover was a bit strange, so he carefully checked it, found the interlayer, and found an old piece of paper.

The front of the paper is covered with special symbols created by Mister Russell Great Emperor, and an ancient Hermes language is written on the back.

"The ancestors of Viscount Gleylit deciphered some special symbols of Great Emperor Russel's?" Quinn was excited.

She hardly recognized the ancient Hermes language and silently said:

"Fool of another era;"

"Mysterious Ruler of Above the Grey Mist;"

“King of Yellow and Black that controls the luck。”