Lord of the Mysteries Chapter 159: Missing incident (request a recommendation ticket on Monday and wish everyone a happy Mid-Autumn Festival)
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After waiting for more than half an hour, and confirming that there was no unexpected situation, Klein and Emlyn White left Lawyer Jurgen's home, each proceeding silently with their own thoughts, and quickly reached the outside of 15 Minsk Street.
Vampire Emlyn clenched his fist against his mouth and coughed lightly:
"Remuneration has been paid, I hope there will be no chance to meet again in the future."
This sentence is pretty good, but Mr. White, have you forgotten anything important? Klein smiled politely:
"I will visit Bishop Vatrovski occasionally, I hope you will not be at Church of Harvest by then.
"And, I do n’t have to be busy to help you find a solution to Mental Suggestion."
The expression of Emlyn White suddenly became rather strange, and it took two seconds of silence to raise his chin:
"We have a lot of powerful Mysterious Scholar in blood race, I will write to them for help."
After finishing speaking, he pressed his chest with his hand and said goodbye.
Turning around and walking a few steps, he suddenly slowed down, turned his head, hesitantly asked:
"You are here, what are you doing?"
"Bull bone radish soup, you need to be served with rice and the kind of pepper that is special to the Fenpot plateau." Klein breathed the fragrance from the house and said expectantly.
Emlyn frowned and shook his head:
"Chili is not in the aesthetic field of blood race."
honestly speaking, I can hardly imagine Vampire eating chili. Of course, I occasionally fantasize about Vampire holding white buns, nibbling garlic and green onions ... Klein slandered and pointed to the door, indicating that I want to enjoy It's dinner.
Emlyn White thought for a second, sinking his voice, pondering and said:
"I thought about it for a long time last night, and I found that you did n’t do anything. Why should I get paid? That old man will let me leave at any time."
Klein hey:
"No, it is not the case. The task entrusted by your parents is to find you, not to save you, but in the end, I found you. According to the agreement, the compensation should belong to me.
"In addition, without my reminder, you may have to stay at Church of Harvest for a few weeks and months before you know that you can leave freely, and you cannot detect that you have been implied."
"Are you stealing my IQ?" Emlyn's face twisted a bit.
No, it ’s clear ... Klein smiled and did n’t speak anymore. He opened the door and went to the kitchen. He was full of bright and attractive soup, white rice, soft and rotten but not chewy. Beef, neuropil deep in the bones, sweet and fleshy radish, and chopped Fenpot plateau chili.
Pink rose salt and green Balam long cilantro were sprinkled in the fiery red fragments.
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Thursday morning, Klein came to the cheap cafe eastern district as agreed.
The old Kohler, still wearing the previous thick jacket, is sitting in the corner, paired with a black bread with tea that hardly tastes tea.
Klein came across from him, took out what he had prepared, and pushed it to the other party.
It is composed of two 5shilling, four 1shilling banknotes, and a bronze penny specially used to increase the effect.
Old Kohler straight looks at them, it took a while to reach out his right hand, shaking and took it.
He looked over and over again, raised his hands and wiped his eyes, squeezing out his smile:
"At the wharf, we are carrying heavy goods, stepping on the cold and dirty water to do some troublesome cleaning, only about 1shilling a day ..."
And here are 15shilling!
Klein listened silently, and said after a few seconds:
"What have you heard recently? What did you notice?"
Old Kohler collected the funds, drank the tea again, squeezed the corner of his eyes and said:
"I met many dockers and re-established contact with friends who were familiar with the previous wandering. Some of them entered the factory, and some kept going back and forth between charitable institution and the corner of the park. Oh, just like I used to ... …
"Recently, I have heard a saying that since we believe in one of seven Gods, why do n’t we pray directly to the Creator at the source? Said He is in everyone ’s body, in everything, and Did not really pass away.
“Praying to Him will save us, not only to enter His Kingdom after death, but also to have a better life before death. Oily meat, every day. "
This ... Variant Creator of Aurora Union spread? After the Lannhose incident, they began to value the poor people of eastern district, dock district and eastern district, hoping to use them for certain purposes? I do n’t know if the three major church have noticed this phenomenon ... it should be ... Klein sandwiched the butter between the two slices of toast and bite it without knowing it.
Old Kohler whispered and said for a while:
"Mr. detective, as you told me, I paid attention to women textile workers. Eventually, with the joining of the police, their struggle failed, but, oh, the leading ones became the factory supervisors, three points One of them lost his job.
"Some of them are actively looking for new jobs, some have become street prostitute, some have no idea where to go, and the whole eastern district is in chaos."
If Vice Admiral Hurricane Klingus came to Beckland, this is the situation, then he came to eastern district every day to quietly kill one or two people, no one can find it, no one can pay attention ... Klein sighed in his heart.
Old Kohler continued to talk about some of the daily insights:
"Right, the younger daughter of the Liv family is missing."
"Liv?" Klein confirmed that he had not heard of this name.
Old Kohler suddenly said:
"It is the laundry mistress that you and the reporter last saw that were quarreling with others. She has been taking her eldest daughter and younger daughter to do the washing and washing work at home. One, the little one, is really pitiful. She has been a widow for many years and has been counting on her two daughters. As a result ... Hey, the eastern district police will definitely not look for it too hard. "
Unfortunate people often have greater misfortune, because they do not have the ability to resist risks and change their environment ... Klein suddenly flashed such a paragraph in his mind.
He was silent for a few seconds like a stone sculpture:
"Take me to see them, I am a detective, maybe I can help them find someone."
"... they have no money." Old Kohler reminded.
Klein picked up the hat and cane and said:
"I occasionally volunteer."
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Chowod District, the house where the two ladies originally rented.
Quinn started the life of bounty hunter again, Forsi accelerated the progress of the new book, hoping to save enough money for the extraordinary materials needed for "Master of Magic Tricks".
But things like writing a book can't be written if you don't want to write it. Forsi grabbed her hair anxiously and decided to go out for a meeting and look for spiritual sense.
Walking and walking, she found that she returned to a familiar place unconsciously.
In front of her is the Joseph Clinic, the largest private clinic she has ever worked in.
Staring for a while, Forsi remembered the old lady who led herself into extraordinary world, so she turned to the small alley on the right and approached a nearby street.
The parasol tree is planted on both sides of this street, and it is a relatively quiet place.
Forsi remembers that the old lady lived in the house at number 39-she used to come home to deliver medicine or injections, and even help with some daily chores.
"It's almost three years, and it should be rented out again, maybe several tenants have changed ... I still remember when I came to sort out the relics, I found a lot of notebook records mysticism experience ... … "Forsi walked under the parasol tree with no leaves left, and slowly approached the house No. 39.
Recalling her past experience, she gradually got some writing spiritual sense.
At this moment, she saw an old man wearing a heavy coat and a half-height black top hat standing at the door of the house No. 39 and pulled the doorbell three times.
After a few minutes, no one opened the door. The old man with double azure pupils shook his head and turned around, whispering doubtfully:
"No one ..."
He suddenly found that Forsi, who was staying not far away, was looking at this side, he took a quick step, walked over, and smiled gently and eagerly:
"Beautiful lady, do you live in this neighborhood? Do you know Lauboro and Alisa?"
Alisa? Isn't this the old lady's name? There are no tenants in this house recently? Forsi said with discretion:
"I do n’t know if the wife Alisa I know is the one you want to find. She lived here for a long time, but passed away three years ago."
"Died three years ago? What about Lauboro?" the old man with wrinkles around his eyes asked quickly.
"Her husband passed away earlier than her." Forsi answered honestly.
The old man suddenly froze, and immediately showed a sad expression.
Hi after a moment of silence said:
"Thank you, kind lady.
"I am the brother of Lauboro and have been living in Midsea County. I have n’t received the letter from them for a long time, so I decided to check it out.
"Can you tell me something about what they experienced in those years?"
The brother of Mrs. Alisa ’s husband ... Could it be a descendant of that family in her mouth? Forsi suddenly awoke and smiled and replied:
"no problem."
She quickly thought about what she could say and what she couldn't.
The old man pointed to the side and said:
"There is a good cafe there."
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eastern district, a slightly old apartment, Klein once again stepped into the humid room.
He saw the sturdy woman who had quarreled with street prostitute last time and disdain the other's profession standing in the pile of clothes. Many wrinkled face had lost their brilliance, lost their hard work, and were lifeless.
And her eldest daughter, the 17-18-year-old girl who was squatting in front of the basin last time, washing her clothes, was sitting beside the bed, sobbing constantly:
"It's me, blame me, I didn't like her ...
"I should not take her to a secluded alley.
"She also said she wants to learn a few more words in the free school tonight ...
"It's me, it's all my fault ..."
laundry mistress Liv suddenly looked back, turned to look at the eldest daughter, put away the sad expression, and said viciously:
"Cry what cry? Get up and wash your clothes!
"Do you want to be hungry? Do you want to go to free school?"
After she roared, she saw Klein and old Kohler at the door.
"Old Kohler ... this is this?" she asked in confusion.
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