What?Toler, who was like a brown bear, was startled, looked at Klein, then looked into the guest room, and rushed in with agility that he shouldn't have.
He pulled open the white cloth covering the body, looked carefully several times, and breathed a sigh of relief:
Better than I thought, this is not a big problem.
Maybe I should pull out the revolver and send Councillor Maynard five magic bullets to see if the problem is serious... Klein whispered and pointed at the outsider:
Isn't it any more than me?
No!Toller shouted suddenly, "Wait a little longer."
Klein asked in confusion:
Why?
Toller explained very seriously and seriously: We must prevent accidents. After asking Mrs. Sharon and making a confession, I will send you back to Zotland Street.
Maynard, who has died for more than 10 hours, can come alive, and what else can't happen?You're leaving, what should I do?Toler added silently in his heart.
All right.Klein rubbed his forehead and said, "You find a quiet room for me to rest."
He was still in a state of unstable condition in all aspects after just one day of promotion. He just held several rituals, used two talismans, and was quite frightened. Therefore, he had to meditate as soon as possible to eliminate the problem.
Klein is extremely vigilant about losing control now.
Tole pulled the white bra and said a lot:
No problem.
He led Klein into the guest room near the sun room, pointed to it and said:
Inspector Moretti, you can rest assured that no one will disturb you. I will go to Mrs. Shirron first.
Klein nodded slightly, watched the other party leave, then closed the door and closed the curtains.
In the dark and quiet bedroom, he slowly walked to the rocking chair and lay down comfortably, allowing his body to swing back and forth rhythmically.
Countless illusions of light balls gathered in my mind, and the buzzing sound in Klein's ears and the throbbing sensation on his head disappeared bit by bit.
When his condition stabilized, he opened his eyes and looked at the beds, cabinets and other furniture that outlined the outlines in the darkness, and calmly summarized his previous attempts:
Several more exaggerated jokes have not received 'feedback' for the time being...
Maybe I haven't really controlled the power of the 'Joker' potion, and there are still negative effects left... Of course, this possibility of being insignificant is not ruled out.
...I personally don't like to play the role of "Clown", but since I chose this sequence, I can only go down...
In fact, everyone in life has more or less time to become a "clown", so don't be too repulsive...
We need to figure out what the core elements of the 'Joker' are as soon as possible...
As various ideas emerged, Klein suddenly took out a brass-colored penny, with a denomination of one-half.
He habitually wanted to tell whether Maynard's death was affected by extraordinary factors.
This may be an occupational disease... Klein shook his head and laughed, his eyes turned deep, and he repeatedly said:
There is an extraordinary influence on John Maynard's death.
……
Zheng!
Lying on the rocking chair, he popped out the half-pence coin and watched its brass-colored body roll and flash in the dim light.
Bang!The coin fell right in Klein's palm, with one-half of the number facing upwards.
Negative... In other words, John Maynard's death is not affected by extraordinary factors... This guy seems to have died suddenly with extreme pleasure... The dead are the most important, so I don't laugh at him in Chinese... Klein put away his coins, put his brain empty in the dark room, and almost fell asleep.
Dong, Dong, Dong.
In the slow and rhythmic knock, Klein sorted out his clothes, put on a soft hat with a police emblem, left the lounge chair, and slowly walked to the door.
As soon as his right palm touched the handrail, a picture suddenly appeared in his mind:
Inspector Tole, who was like a brown bear, stood outside the door and pulled down the collar, with obvious upset and helplessness in his expression.
Twist the handle and Crane opened the door slowly.
Inspector Tole appeared in his eyes, pulled his neckline and said:
Sorry, I've been waiting for too long.
We have already found Mrs. Sharon and recorded the confession, you can go back to Zotland Street.
I'm really sorry, it's delayed your precious time.
Klein didn't ask the other party's current emotions, and instead smiled:
Mrs. Sharon admits to being with Councilman Maynard last night?
Yes, she said that under the catalysis of a large amount of alcohol, she and Maynard could not control themselves for a moment. After discovering that the other party died suddenly, she was very scared and escaped from the room after a little treatment and hid back to her own room. We have no reason to accuse her of crime for the time being, so we can only let her leave, limit a certain amount of freedom, and wait for further dissection results.Inspector Tole described in detail.
Klein tilted his head slightly and smiled keenly:
Who are you explaining to?
Toler was stunned for a moment, then smiled bitterly and said: It's Ah, I don't need to explain anything to you. I was so annoyed by Mrs. Maynard that I subconsciously said so much.
Is Congressman Maynard's wife back?Klein asked suddenly.
Yes, unfortunately, there was an abnormality in the steam train today and it was not delayed.Toller gave a yes answer.
Klein didn't ask any more questions. After checking whether the items were complete, he followed Inspector Tole to the stairs and returned to the bottom floor.
Why don’t you arrest her?
She is the murderer!I want to accuse her, I want to accuse you of dereliction of duty!
I want to ask the best lawyer to sue you!
……
A few slightly harsh words came into Klein's ears. He subconsciously looked at him and saw a plump and fair middle-aged woman in the living room area, helping two young people, glaring at the opposite side and scolding her constantly.
The palace-style long skirt that Beckland is popular this year... Klein, who often reads the magazine "Ladies' Aesthetics", first came up with such an inappropriate idea, and then saw a woman protected by several gentlemen.
The woman was wearing a black long dress, with white and tender skin, her brown hair was like a waterfall, and her brown eyes were as innocent as a deer in the forest, making people want to take care of her.
Mrs. Sheron... Klein suddenly remembered the dirty film starring the other party, quickly raised his right hand, pressed his mouth, and coughed twice.
He professionally knocked his left teeth twice, and observed everyone present with his spiritual vision:
Mrs. Maynard has some minor problems with her body, and her aura is relatively thin... From her emotional color, you can intuitively feel her anger and hatred... This is very consistent with her external performance...
Hey, Mrs. Sherlun's emotional color is blue that represents rational thinking and calm state... This is completely opposite to her panic and nervous appearance, Chuchuk's goal... Sure enough, the person who can become a socialite is definitely not a little white rabbit... Her body is very healthy...
After the examination, Klein was about to withdraw his gaze when he suddenly saw Mrs. Sheron quickly raised her head, glanced in this direction, and then lowered her head again, looking timid and trembling.
If you weren't able to see your emotional color intuitively, I'm afraid I would have been deceived by your performance... You should consider moving towards the actor... I whispered a few words, Klein did not stop anymore, and walked out of Councillor Maynard's home with Inspector Toller and returned to Zotland Street in a carriage arranged by the police station.
After replacing the captain, he continued to take the turn for Chanis and took the opportunity to write a reimbursement application.
After nothing happened overnight, Klein returned to the ground early in the morning and took the breakfast she had commissioned to buy from Roshan.
I love this pie!He praised him.
He had given the breakfast fee in advance.
Yeah?Then I can try it tomorrow!Luo Shan responded happily.
...Kline's mouth twitched, focusing on dealing with the milk and pie.
When he waited until 8:25, he yawned, endured his sleepiness, and came to the nearby shooting club.
He had made an appointment with the Asylum doctor Dust Goodrian to meet at this point in time a few days ago.
……
Bang!Bang!Bang!
In the small shooting range, Klein and Dust each aimed at the target and fired a round of bullets.
Ding Ding Dangdang, Dust shook out the shell and looked at Klein with interest:
You are more confident than before.
Of course, I have been promoted to Sequence 8 and have practical skills... Klein's heart reflects his facial expressions and body movements, deliberately showing an arrogant attitude:
Because I had just used more than a month to completely master the power of the potion.
Dust curled his lips invisibly and said: Although this is something to be proud of, it does not need to be kept on your lips often.
Hey, as an audience, you didn't see through my performance... It seems that the clown is quite restraining the audience's ability Ah... Klein smiled with some understanding and asked:
How is Hood Eugen's recent condition?
...He was really crazy.Dust said silently for a second, I used various methods to test him, he was indeed crazy, I was considering prescribing the right medicine to see if he could cure him.
As a psychiatrist in Sequence 7, he actually pretended to be a mental patient... Even if he had certain treatment behaviors, it did not quite match the core elements of the name of the potion... This is a vague and incorrect use of the acting method, and it is not particularly strange to be crazy... Klein thought about it and said:
Before he was crazy, anyone had contacted him? Have you found it?
No outsiders have ever contacted him except doctors, patients, nurses and handymen in the asylum.Dust replied affirmatively.
Klein Yes, said:
What happened earlier?Has anyone visited him, or would he leave the asylum regularly for a period of time?
In order to keep his promise, Klein did not inquire about Hood Eugen in the previous few times.
Dust fell into deep thought and said for a long time:
Except for members of the Psychological Alchemy, no more than five people have visited him, one of whom has come three times, named El.
Before Klein could ask, he said to himself:
But I heard Hood Eugen mention that El is a pseudonym.
His real name is Ranrus.
He pulled open the white cloth covering the body, looked carefully several times, and breathed a sigh of relief:
Better than I thought, this is not a big problem.
Maybe I should pull out the revolver and send Councillor Maynard five magic bullets to see if the problem is serious... Klein whispered and pointed at the outsider:
Isn't it any more than me?
No!Toller shouted suddenly, "Wait a little longer."
Klein asked in confusion:
Why?
Toller explained very seriously and seriously: We must prevent accidents. After asking Mrs. Sharon and making a confession, I will send you back to Zotland Street.
Maynard, who has died for more than 10 hours, can come alive, and what else can't happen?You're leaving, what should I do?Toler added silently in his heart.
All right.Klein rubbed his forehead and said, "You find a quiet room for me to rest."
He was still in a state of unstable condition in all aspects after just one day of promotion. He just held several rituals, used two talismans, and was quite frightened. Therefore, he had to meditate as soon as possible to eliminate the problem.
Klein is extremely vigilant about losing control now.
Tole pulled the white bra and said a lot:
No problem.
He led Klein into the guest room near the sun room, pointed to it and said:
Inspector Moretti, you can rest assured that no one will disturb you. I will go to Mrs. Shirron first.
Klein nodded slightly, watched the other party leave, then closed the door and closed the curtains.
In the dark and quiet bedroom, he slowly walked to the rocking chair and lay down comfortably, allowing his body to swing back and forth rhythmically.
Countless illusions of light balls gathered in my mind, and the buzzing sound in Klein's ears and the throbbing sensation on his head disappeared bit by bit.
When his condition stabilized, he opened his eyes and looked at the beds, cabinets and other furniture that outlined the outlines in the darkness, and calmly summarized his previous attempts:
Several more exaggerated jokes have not received 'feedback' for the time being...
Maybe I haven't really controlled the power of the 'Joker' potion, and there are still negative effects left... Of course, this possibility of being insignificant is not ruled out.
...I personally don't like to play the role of "Clown", but since I chose this sequence, I can only go down...
In fact, everyone in life has more or less time to become a "clown", so don't be too repulsive...
We need to figure out what the core elements of the 'Joker' are as soon as possible...
As various ideas emerged, Klein suddenly took out a brass-colored penny, with a denomination of one-half.
He habitually wanted to tell whether Maynard's death was affected by extraordinary factors.
This may be an occupational disease... Klein shook his head and laughed, his eyes turned deep, and he repeatedly said:
There is an extraordinary influence on John Maynard's death.
……
Zheng!
Lying on the rocking chair, he popped out the half-pence coin and watched its brass-colored body roll and flash in the dim light.
Bang!The coin fell right in Klein's palm, with one-half of the number facing upwards.
Negative... In other words, John Maynard's death is not affected by extraordinary factors... This guy seems to have died suddenly with extreme pleasure... The dead are the most important, so I don't laugh at him in Chinese... Klein put away his coins, put his brain empty in the dark room, and almost fell asleep.
Dong, Dong, Dong.
In the slow and rhythmic knock, Klein sorted out his clothes, put on a soft hat with a police emblem, left the lounge chair, and slowly walked to the door.
As soon as his right palm touched the handrail, a picture suddenly appeared in his mind:
Inspector Tole, who was like a brown bear, stood outside the door and pulled down the collar, with obvious upset and helplessness in his expression.
Twist the handle and Crane opened the door slowly.
Inspector Tole appeared in his eyes, pulled his neckline and said:
Sorry, I've been waiting for too long.
We have already found Mrs. Sharon and recorded the confession, you can go back to Zotland Street.
I'm really sorry, it's delayed your precious time.
Klein didn't ask the other party's current emotions, and instead smiled:
Mrs. Sharon admits to being with Councilman Maynard last night?
Yes, she said that under the catalysis of a large amount of alcohol, she and Maynard could not control themselves for a moment. After discovering that the other party died suddenly, she was very scared and escaped from the room after a little treatment and hid back to her own room. We have no reason to accuse her of crime for the time being, so we can only let her leave, limit a certain amount of freedom, and wait for further dissection results.Inspector Tole described in detail.
Klein tilted his head slightly and smiled keenly:
Who are you explaining to?
Toler was stunned for a moment, then smiled bitterly and said: It's Ah, I don't need to explain anything to you. I was so annoyed by Mrs. Maynard that I subconsciously said so much.
Is Congressman Maynard's wife back?Klein asked suddenly.
Yes, unfortunately, there was an abnormality in the steam train today and it was not delayed.Toller gave a yes answer.
Klein didn't ask any more questions. After checking whether the items were complete, he followed Inspector Tole to the stairs and returned to the bottom floor.
Why don’t you arrest her?
She is the murderer!I want to accuse her, I want to accuse you of dereliction of duty!
I want to ask the best lawyer to sue you!
……
A few slightly harsh words came into Klein's ears. He subconsciously looked at him and saw a plump and fair middle-aged woman in the living room area, helping two young people, glaring at the opposite side and scolding her constantly.
The palace-style long skirt that Beckland is popular this year... Klein, who often reads the magazine "Ladies' Aesthetics", first came up with such an inappropriate idea, and then saw a woman protected by several gentlemen.
The woman was wearing a black long dress, with white and tender skin, her brown hair was like a waterfall, and her brown eyes were as innocent as a deer in the forest, making people want to take care of her.
Mrs. Sheron... Klein suddenly remembered the dirty film starring the other party, quickly raised his right hand, pressed his mouth, and coughed twice.
He professionally knocked his left teeth twice, and observed everyone present with his spiritual vision:
Mrs. Maynard has some minor problems with her body, and her aura is relatively thin... From her emotional color, you can intuitively feel her anger and hatred... This is very consistent with her external performance...
Hey, Mrs. Sherlun's emotional color is blue that represents rational thinking and calm state... This is completely opposite to her panic and nervous appearance, Chuchuk's goal... Sure enough, the person who can become a socialite is definitely not a little white rabbit... Her body is very healthy...
After the examination, Klein was about to withdraw his gaze when he suddenly saw Mrs. Sheron quickly raised her head, glanced in this direction, and then lowered her head again, looking timid and trembling.
If you weren't able to see your emotional color intuitively, I'm afraid I would have been deceived by your performance... You should consider moving towards the actor... I whispered a few words, Klein did not stop anymore, and walked out of Councillor Maynard's home with Inspector Toller and returned to Zotland Street in a carriage arranged by the police station.
After replacing the captain, he continued to take the turn for Chanis and took the opportunity to write a reimbursement application.
After nothing happened overnight, Klein returned to the ground early in the morning and took the breakfast she had commissioned to buy from Roshan.
I love this pie!He praised him.
He had given the breakfast fee in advance.
Yeah?Then I can try it tomorrow!Luo Shan responded happily.
...Kline's mouth twitched, focusing on dealing with the milk and pie.
When he waited until 8:25, he yawned, endured his sleepiness, and came to the nearby shooting club.
He had made an appointment with the Asylum doctor Dust Goodrian to meet at this point in time a few days ago.
……
Bang!Bang!Bang!
In the small shooting range, Klein and Dust each aimed at the target and fired a round of bullets.
Ding Ding Dangdang, Dust shook out the shell and looked at Klein with interest:
You are more confident than before.
Of course, I have been promoted to Sequence 8 and have practical skills... Klein's heart reflects his facial expressions and body movements, deliberately showing an arrogant attitude:
Because I had just used more than a month to completely master the power of the potion.
Dust curled his lips invisibly and said: Although this is something to be proud of, it does not need to be kept on your lips often.
Hey, as an audience, you didn't see through my performance... It seems that the clown is quite restraining the audience's ability Ah... Klein smiled with some understanding and asked:
How is Hood Eugen's recent condition?
...He was really crazy.Dust said silently for a second, I used various methods to test him, he was indeed crazy, I was considering prescribing the right medicine to see if he could cure him.
As a psychiatrist in Sequence 7, he actually pretended to be a mental patient... Even if he had certain treatment behaviors, it did not quite match the core elements of the name of the potion... This is a vague and incorrect use of the acting method, and it is not particularly strange to be crazy... Klein thought about it and said:
Before he was crazy, anyone had contacted him? Have you found it?
No outsiders have ever contacted him except doctors, patients, nurses and handymen in the asylum.Dust replied affirmatively.
Klein Yes, said:
What happened earlier?Has anyone visited him, or would he leave the asylum regularly for a period of time?
In order to keep his promise, Klein did not inquire about Hood Eugen in the previous few times.
Dust fell into deep thought and said for a long time:
Except for members of the Psychological Alchemy, no more than five people have visited him, one of whom has come three times, named El.
Before Klein could ask, he said to himself:
But I heard Hood Eugen mention that El is a pseudonym.
His real name is Ranrus.
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