Lord of the Mysteries Chapter 9: The first order
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ding dong, the bells pulled by the rope kept shaking, spreading the sound throughout the spacious but relatively empty living room.
The Klein who was sitting on the sofa reading the newspaper and studying the investment opportunities stood up. He did not tie his bow tie in his white shirt and black vest.
My first commission in detective career? However, I can't always wait at home and wait for the task to come to the door, um ... I have to get a guestbook and hang it at the door, with a water-absorbing pen, so that customers can write down the time of the visit again, let I am prepared in advance ... but for the new detective who just entered the industry, it basically means that there is no next time ... hey, it can only be a little trouble temporarily. Is there a commission for divination every morning, about what time period , To arrange this ... Of course, this may miss commissioner is the task of the strong Extraordinary, ah, miss it, miss it, a good probability is good ...
Klein walked to the door while thinking, without the cat ’s eyes, the image of the visitor outside naturally appeared in his mind:
An old lady wearing a black plush soft hat. Her back is slightly rickety. face has deep wrinkles and dry and yellow skin, but the dark dress is formally decent and looks very neat.
She has white temples, but the blue pupils is quite awesome. At this time, she is looking at the young man next to him, beckoning him to pull the doorbell again.
The young man in his 20s had eyes similar to the old lady. In the colder weather, he was wearing a long black double-breasted gown popular in the Beckland gentleman class and wearing a half-height silk top hat. With a bow tie like a banquet, it seems that any scene at any time will not relax the requirements for itself.
With the premonition ability of Clown, before the bell shakes again, Klein twists the handle, opens the door, and greets with a smile:
"Good morning, ma'am, sir, today is a good day. Until now, I have seen the sun for five minutes."
He said the weather in a slightly exaggerated way, which is a conversation topic that has been popular in Beckland for hundreds of years.
"Yes, it always hides shyly behind fog and clouds, and refuses to come out." The old lady agrees nodded.
And the young man asked:
"Are you Detective Sherlock Moriarty?"
"Yes, do you have anything to entrust? Sorry, Please come in, let's talk on the sofa." Klein leaned over to let the passage open and pointed to the waiting area.
"No, I don't need it," the old lady said sharply, "I don't want to waste a little time, my poor Brody is still waiting for me to rescue it!"
"It?" Klein noticed the most important pronoun and suddenly had a bad hunch.
Young people with very formal dresses must nod and say:
“Brody is a cat raised by my grandmother Doris. It was lost last night. I hope you can help us find it. We live at the end of this street. I am willing to pay 5shilling Of course, if you can finally prove that the time and energy you spent exceed this category, I will compensate you additionally. "
Looking for a cat? The reason why I entrusted me was because it was on the same street, which was very convenient ... Klein felt that this was not his detective career.
This makes me look like an Clown ... well, the first single business ca n’t be pushed away. This is from the perspective of Divinator ... he pondered for a few seconds:
"Can you describe it in detail?"
The old lady Doris grabbed the young man and said:
"Brody is a cute and lively black cat, it is very healthy, has a pair of beautiful green eyes, and likes to eat cooked chicken breast, Goddess, it just left like that last night, no, it must be I'm lost. I put a lot of chicken **** in its bowl, and it doesn't want to come back and take another look. "
...... The corner of the mouth of Klein is raised:
"I am very satisfied with your description, Mrs. Doris."
"I accept this commission, okay, go to your home now, I need to find clues and find traces, you should be very clear, the core of reasoning is the details."
Mrs. Doris did not consult her grandson and nodded immediately:
"You are the most powerful detective I have ever seen, deal!"
Klein put on a coat, put on a hat, picked up a cane, and followed Ms. Doris and her grandson to the street.
Unlike Thengen, roads in many areas of Beckland have been rebuilt with cement or asphalt. Even if it is raining, it will not be so muddy.
Taking advantage of the old lady's chance to lead the way ahead, his grandson leaned over to Klein and lowered his voice:
"I hope you will do your best to find Brody."
"Since my grandfather and parents passed away one after another, it has become one of the pillars of my grandma's life."
"After the loss of Brody, my grandmother ’s spirit had problems, and even had auditory hallucinations. She always told me that she heard the poor Brody screaming."
Klein solemnly nodded:
"I will try my best, by the way, I still don't know how to call you?"
"Jurgen, Jurgen Cooper, a senior Solicitor." The young man replied. .
Soon, they came to 58 Minsk Street and entered a gray-toned house.
"This is the Brody bowl. This is its favorite box. It always sleeps inside." Doris's wrinkled face is full of worries and expectations.
Klein squatted down and found several black cat hairs from the box.
He straightened his body and held the silver cane with his hand holding the cat's hair.
Klein pupils turns deeper, pretends to look around and silently recites the divination sentence.
His hand quietly left the head of the staff but did not completely disengage, leaving neither Jurgen nor Doris to notice the fact that the staff was standing on its own.
Then, the black silver cane was tilted sideways and forward, and the dumping speed was very slow, and the amplitude was very small.
Klein held the stick head again, looks at direction, carefully observed for more than ten seconds.
Then, he took a step and walked over to an old cabinet.
"Are there any traces of Brody leaving?" Jurgen asked with concern, and the old lady Doris was also waiting for the answer.
Klein did not answer, squatted down halfway, and opened the door of the most bottom level cabinet.
Ao Wū !
A black cat sprang out of it, running its tail high and running towards its bowl.
"Brody ... When did you get into the cabinet? How could you be locked in the cabinet?" Mrs. Doris shouted in surprise and confusion.
Jurgen looked sideways in amazement and glanced at Klein:
"How do you know it is in the cupboard?"
Klein smiled and replied lowly:
"This is reasoning."
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Having gained the friendship between Mrs. Doris and Lawyer Jurgen, and Klein, who has received 5shilling, returned to 15 Minsk Street, which he rented, in the dark sky.
Before approaching, he saw a figure hovering in his doorway.
A new business? Klein stared at him and saw that the guest was wearing an age-old coat and a dome hat, and was a 15-16-year-old boy.
He? Klein recognized the other party as the chased big boy on the steam subway the day he first came to Beckland.
The maturity and calmness he showed at that time impressed Klein quite deeply.
What will be entrusted ... grunt, Klein walked over and smiled:
"Excuse me, are you here for me?"
The big boy was startled and turned around in a hurry. There was an unstoppable fear in the bright red pupils.
He settled down and hesitated and said:
"Are you Detective Sherlock Moriarty?"
"Yes." Klein looked around and said, "What's the matter, let's go in and talk."
"Okay." The big boy didn't refuse.
Entering the house, Klein did not take off his coat, but took off his hat and put his cane.
He led the big boy to the hospitality area, pointing to the long sofa path:
"Please sit down, what should I call you? What do you want to delegate?"
"You can call me Ian." The big boy looked around and was silent for several seconds. "I was previously employed by another detective, Mr. Zyrell Victor Lee, to help him collect some news and intelligence."
Klein sat down and shook hands:
"Your commission is related to your former employer?"
"Uh." Ian Zheng Zheng head, "I suddenly found myself being tracked a few days ago, tracking with bad intentions, so I thought of a way to get rid of them, uh ... I think Mr. Moriarty should have witnessed In this scene, as soon as I saw you, I recognized that you were the one who looked at me on the subway that day. "
... This observation is not much worse than Audience ... could it be that is born with a special type? Or is it Extraordinary? Klein opened spirit vision, glanced at Ian for a few moments, and found nothing strange.
He nodded replied frankly:
"Your response impressed me."
Ian did not struggle with this matter, and continued:
"I suspect that my experience is related to Mr. Zyrell, so I visited him at his residence and found it seemed normal, but many hidden clue small institutions that some people sneaked into were touched."
"Since that day, I have never seen Mr. Zyrell again. I suspect he has an accident."
"I tried to call the police, but the number of days he was missing has not yet met the requirements. I tried to ask for help from other detectives I knew, but they refused me because they had just met Mr. Zyrell in a company At the party. "
"This surprised me very much, because I contacted Mr. Zyrell using the agreed method but I didn't get a response."
"I still stick to my judgment and intend to ask detective, whom Mr. Zyrell does not know, to help. Well, I do n’t know either. I do n’t know who to look for, I can only find out through the newspaper, so I found you, Sherlock Moriarty Mr. "