Start with the Readers Chapter 367: Klein’s new commission

Klein and Xio know my "true" identity. They have always been deeply impressed by my "erudition" and have long contributed to my "erudite" potion digestion, so this time the "feedback" "It won't come from them.

The "sun" is in a land abandoned by the gods, and it is impossible to find out that "Doctor Strange" appeared in the "serial killer incident" in Tingen through the loopholes I deliberately left in the Tarot meeting.

Therefore, only Audrey and Alger are the most likely... Hehe, if it's the latter, he must have figured out the meaning of what I said when I left the "Blue Avenger".

Thinking of this, the corners of Abner's mouth curled up slightly, and his mood became cheerful. This is not only associated with the "interesting" expression Mr. "The Hanged Man" may show, but also happy for the success of his "experiment".

After all, in this way, every time the "Tarot Club" is over, it can bring him a valuable performance "feedback"... Although the effect is still not as good as expected, "no matter how small a mosquito is, it is still meat"!

However, for the role of "Erudite", Abner is still focusing on the identity of "Doctor Strange", and has a preliminary plan... Especially when Edwina plays "Edwards' After teaching herself the secret technique she developed herself, "Spirituality".

Just as Abner was thinking about something, Mr. Gaston. Miss Gwen and others also disembarked, and the sailors on the "Alenheim" rushed to the taverns and brothels in the town, shoulder to shoulder.

It can be predicted that the reputation and deeds of Miss Gwen "Ms. Longwei" will soon spread in Damir.

As for another more important matter, such as the news that the five squadrons of the "Undead King" were all severely damaged, and even three fleet commanders died, I am afraid that it will take a while before it really spreads... ...After all, it involves the "Pirate King". Before there is definite news, not many people really dare to "gossip" blatantly.

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Backlund, Minsk Street, Klein put down the scissors, looked at the three crude paper figures he had cut out in front of him, and sighed helplessly, but folded them anyway and hid them behind a stack of sticky notes , Put it in your pocket - no matter how ugly it is, it will not affect the use and cannot be wasted.

Just as he was about to go out to the nearest circus to watch a performance, looking for ideas for the performance of "The Magician", the doorbell was suddenly rang, and the sound of jingle jingle echoed pleasantly.

"Consignment? The advertisement I published should be discontinued soon..." Klein, wearing a shirt with a straight neckline and a sweater made of thin and warm material, came to the door and held the handle.

At the same time, the image of the visitor naturally appeared in his mind:

It was a man in his thirties, with a strong body, and the muscles in his arms were very tight, which made people feel that Kong Wu was powerful.

Wearing a blue worker's uniform, the expression on his face is mainly worried and anxious. He doesn't look like someone from a gangster or some kind of secret organization... He should be a skilled worker or dock manager with a decent income.

Klein muttered, and opened the door without any warning reaction from his own inspiration.

"Good afternoon, may I ask, are you Detective Moriarty?" The muscular man asked after greeting him politely.

Sure enough, it's not here to ask for trouble...so it's really...a client?

While guessing in his heart, Klein nodded with a smile and said, "Good afternoon, I'm Sherlock Moriarty, do you have anything to entrust to me?"

"Yes, Mr. Detective" said the man in the blue overalls with a forced smile, "I forgot to introduce myself. I am Thomas Corson, the vice president of the Bayam Dock Union. You entrust one thing..."

There are many piers in Backlund, most of them are classified into the dock area and named as various "docks".

Klein felt that talking at the door was not the way to entertain guests, so he interrupted the other person and stepped aside with a smile: "Please come in."

Thomas also reacted, entered inside a little cautiously, and sat down on the sofa carefully, with a very respectful posture.

This person seems to be a bit unconfident... he looks so strong, but his personality seems inferior...

With that in mind, Klein took out a copper penny, skillfully rolled and twirled it on his fingertips, and asked at the same time, "What is it specifically?"

Thomas's face was a little tangled, and he sighed after a long while, summoning up his courage and saying:

"I would like you to investigate a strange thing...that is why my wife wants to divorce me without any warning...even though she will return to a life of relative embarrassment, she still refuses to give up This idea..."

It's not that you have a problem, but that she has found a new home, right? Could it be another mission to catch rape? It's a pity that there is no Miss "Bodyguard" to suppress the flash of the camera this time...Of course, considering the wealth of this Mr. Thomas, he is probably reluctant to provide the camera.

There were a few complaints inside, and Klein asked in an unhurried manner on the surface: "Please forgive me, is it because some of your own actions have caused your wife to misunderstand? For example, with a certain lady Too close relationship?"

"No... I have to arrange for workers to pick up jobs every day. From morning to night, I have no time or energy... Besides, with my working environment, I have no chance to meet the lady." Thomas said with affirmation said.

"Then why does your wife want to divorce you?" Klein frowned and asked.

Hearing this, Thomas was silent for two seconds, and said with difficulty:

"She said that I always vent my anger on her. Not only does my attitude have a bad attitude, but I also always beat her when I'm in a bad mood, and force her when she doesn't want to...that..."

Sir, if this is the case, then I sincerely hope that your wife will divorce you as soon as possible. As an outsider, I think you are too much... Klein's expression remained unchanged, but he no longer wanted to take over this commission in his heart.

Thomas on the other side seemed to be in a certain mood at the moment, and continued as if venting:

"I admit that what she said is true. I was the one who vented my anger on her after being wronged at work...but, her attitude change is very abnormal...the previous she would bear it silently, after all I'm not like that every day, I also love my family... But in the past two weeks, she has suddenly become more and more extreme, and she has become more and more intolerable to me, even though I haven't touched me in the past two weeks...

"And as far as I know, it's not just my family. Many colleagues and even nearby docks have heard rumors that someone's wife is getting divorced...

"So I guess, is there some organization secretly bewitching them? And if my wife really leaves me, the quality of life will definitely drop a lot, and it may even go bankrupt... Could this be what those people want Want it?

"I'm sure those who cheated on my wife must have no good intentions!"

You're not even sure if someone is really planning behind it, so you're convicting someone? Or maybe your wife really doesn't want to bear it anymore?

However, if the crisis broke out in many families at the same time, it may be a conspiracy... Well, it is worth investigating...

Thinking of this, Klein stood up, bowed slightly and said:

"Excuse me, I'm going to the bathroom."

Entering the bathroom, he silently recited the divination sentence: "Thomas Corson's wife filed for divorce, there is a third party planning."

After seven times, he tossed up the copper penny in his hand and let it fall back into his palm.

Klein glanced at it, and it was positive, indicating that someone was indeed encouraging the wharf workers' wives to divorce.

But what is the point of the people behind this?

Klein frowned, took off the citrine pendant on his cuff, and used the "pendulum method" to divination again to see if the investigation would be dangerous for him.

The results are dangerous, but small.

Nodding, Klein went out of the bathroom, sat back on the sofa and said, "I can accept the commission, but this matter may be dangerous, and the cost will not be low."

"10 pounds! As long as I find out the reason behind it, I can pay you 10 pounds! If my wife changes her mind because of this, I can pay you another 5 pounds as a thank you gift."

Mr. Thomas gritted his teeth and said that the money was pooled together by several men with problems in the dock family, and someone even helped him share the work, so he had time to find the detective.

10 pounds, which is equivalent to more than a week's salary of Mr. Summer next door... Although this Mr. Thomas is a scumbag, he is really worried about his wife... If he cares, why should he hurt him?

With a secret sigh, Klein preliminarily confirmed from the other party's emotional color that he was not lying. So he smiled slightly and said, "Deal!"

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Damir Port, Abner, who followed Mr. Gaston back to school, returned to his room with another reward for this trip——the "blue brooch".

He looked at the time and found that it was close to four o'clock. When he approached the blue star, he tried to hold a "spiritual seance ceremony" to communicate with "Admiral Bingshan" and asked if the interception was successful that day.

He painted the holy emblem of the "God of Knowledge and Wisdom" with ease - an omniscient eye on an open book, and arranged the corresponding altar.

In the wall of spirituality, he lit a candle, picked up the hydrosol extracted from lavender and mint, and dripped it on the quietly burning flame.

Although there is a kind of "tacit understanding" between him and the God of Knowledge, these steps to please the other party should be omitted, but since there is no shortage of materials and money now, there is still a sense of ritual.

After finishing all this, he took a step back and said in ancient Hermes language:

"I pray for the power of knowledge;

"I pray for the power of reason;

"I pray for the favor of the God of Wisdom;

"I beg you to let me communicate with the spirit of 'the mentor who pursues knowledge, the researcher of spiritual creatures, the iceberg on the sea, Edwina Edwards from Lunburg'."

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Woo!

As the incantation reverberated, the inside of the altar suddenly became gloomy and cold, and the flames of the three candles flickered together, dyed pale green!

The "Pure White Eye" opened on its own at this time, and conveyed the news that spirits were invading his body.

Abner had expected this. Through the original book, he knew early on that the essence of the so-called "spiritual seance ceremony" is to let go of his body, let the target's astral body attach, and complete effective communication. Ordinary people may be easily "sent by" due to lack of necessary protection. The person who was targeted by the “Spiritual Seance Ceremony”…

However, through previous meetings and conversations, he believes that "Vice Admiral Iceberg" Edwina is not a person with malicious intentions, and with the "God of Knowledge" watching over her, he can still be trusted.

Of course, the more important thing is that Abner, who possesses the "pure white eyes", is not without resistance~IndoMTL.com~ The right hand and right ear are open for her use.

Then, he saw his right hand suddenly raised, grabbed the pen he had prepared earlier, and quickly wrote on the paper:

"Maria is out of danger. She knows the contribution of 'Doctor Strange' and asked me to thank you on her behalf."

The words are delicate and continuous, very artistic, completely different from Abner's own style.

You guessed what I wanted to ask... Abner thought for a while, and asked directly: "What about the 'Finx Lion'?"

After a second or two, his right hand brushed and wrote: "She said she would send someone to help you find it, but I'm afraid she doesn't have time to hunt, so I can only tell you the approximate location."

"There is no problem." Abner said happily. As long as there is a specific location, it is not a big problem to kill an extraordinary creature that is not a demigod with one's own means.

His right hand hovered for a few seconds and wrote: "If you want to go to the Southern Continent, you can choose to take the 'Golden Dream'. I am very happy to take the opportunity to exchange some knowledge with you."

After writing, Abner felt the coldness in his body suddenly disappear. Obviously, the time for the "spiritual seance" had reached its limit, and the other party ended the ceremony unilaterally.

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In the dock area, after visiting several families in dispute, Klein frowned again and said silently to himself:

"Why are all the disciples of the Storm Lord?"

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