Queens, inside the luxurious villa of Earl of Hall.
The top-notch Ferneport Sandsie Coffee drifts out a strong aroma, which intersects with the beautiful taste of Queen's black tea to form an intoxicating scent music. They are surrounded by elegant three-layer brackets, setting off delicious and exquisite desserts.
This is Audrey's afternoon tea.
Her noble friends in the mystic science came as an appointment, sat around, talking and laughing.
After Audrey's quiet guidance, Jane, Murray and others developed a strong interest in the thief Black Emperor who appeared last night, and they turned their attention to Cons Learson, a nobleman who joined the MI9th Division.
Does that ‘Black Emperor’ have extraordinary abilities?Christine, who looks sweet, asked curiously.
Their fathers were at least viscounts, which allowed them who liked mysticism to have enough status and channels to understand the existence of extraordinary powers and potions, but like Audrey, they were unwilling to join the Night Watch, the Punisher, the Heart of the Machine and the 9th Department of Military Intelligence, and were unwilling to waste a lot of time on official duties.
In addition, the families they belong to cannot be traced back to a thousand years ago. Even the ancient nobles who had just been established in the Quaternary Ruon Kingdom, were not completely loyal to the royal family or became a senior military leader, and they had never received the gift of the formula. Even if there were extraordinary materials, they might not be able to recognize them, and they would not know how to use them if they recognized them.
This limits the possibility of Murray, Christine and others becoming extraordinary people, making them yearn for it, but it is difficult for them to take that critical step.
As for whether their elders have collected potions recipes in private and cultivated several extraordinary people of the family, that is not something they can understand. After all, this is not allowed. If the king really wants to seize the handle, he can completely deprive the title of the title of the reason.
Of course, in the living room at this moment, there were already two betrayers, namely Audrey, who had been promoted to Sequence 8, the mind-reader, and Viscount Glylint, who had collected an extraordinary piece of material, it would not take long to become a pharmacist.
The tall and thin young gentleman Cons took a sip of coffee and said:
I won't give a positive answer, I'll just tell you some facts:
In addition to the traces of gas explosions in the restaurant where the battle also detected elements such as toxins, substitutes, roars, bullets condensed by sacred power, by the way, that 'black emperor', no, that thief is in a ghost state.
It's not like the one who killed Lieutenant General Zilingus, nor is it like the one who solved the one who solved the one who was in the sewer...the one who stole the Black Emperor's card and created the Kaping case was Mr. Fool's third favor?
Beckland alone, He has at least three favors... How many favors will He have in total?
Audrey's heart moved and asked deliberately:
Is there a fierce extraordinary battle?
Under her guidance, Murray asked further:
Is there an extraordinary person in Kaping's family?A more powerful extraordinary person?Even more than one?
He is just a human trafficker Ah... Viscount Glylint unconsciously expressed his doubts.
Audrey kept a light smile and curious look, waiting patiently for Cons to answer.
Cons laughed:
Murray's guess is correct, I can only say so much.
Do you want me to be locked in by the team leader?
There are more than one powerful extraordinary people in Kaping's family...
Sure enough, he is not an ordinary human trafficker, he may have been involved in many mysterious events...
Human trafficking... Could it be that he is involved in cult sacrifices?The followers of Mr. ‘Follower’s’ attacks on this?
The time of Lanerus was similar, involving cults, sacrificials, and the arrival of the "real creator"... I don't know which cult and which evil god was behind Kaping...
Mr. ‘Fool’ seems to be aiming at those evil gods all the time… Is it really a game between gods?He didn't know how many major things he had destroyed those evil gods... Audrey thought a lot, and her heart gradually became a little excited:
The enemy of our Tarot Society is the evil god!
Nothing else is qualified!
Does Mr. Fool want to get the title of Evil God Nemesis?Audrey pursed her lips and chuckled in her heart.
Immediately, she put away her emotions and secretly confessed:
Audrey, how can you do this?How can you joke about Mr. Fool...
…………
At noon, Klein returned to Minsk Street and found the letter from his own mailbox that Old Kohler spent money to ask a coachman to send him.
This is the emergency contact they agreed upon.
Of course, according to Klein's vision, Old Kohler, who didn't know the words, would only tell himself when and where to meet through simple symbols. Who knew that after the letter was spread out, it was neat text.
Just a glance, Klein confirmed that it was consistent with the handwriting on Daisy's word list.
It seems that this girl wrote for Old Kohler... This piece of paper was not soaked in moisture. Maybe Old Kohler bought some specifically for emergency contact... Klein opened the door and read the letters while walking into the living room.
He did not take off his coat, but took off his hat and leaned on his cane. This was because the fireplace in the room had not been lit yet, and the cold in early November was silently drilling into his bones.
The content of the letter is very simple, after all, Daisy doesn't know much about it.
She first thanked Mr. Detective for his kindness and kindness, and then told Klein that she had returned home safely. Finally, she mentioned in a tactful way, hoping that Mr. Detective would bring the word book with her next time he came to the East District.
A polite girl… Klein chuckled, snapped his fingers, burned the letter paper without leaving any clues.
He decided to go to the East Side tomorrow, return the word book to Daisy, and reimburse Old Kohler for sending letters and paper and pen expenses.
Thinking of this, he couldn't help but sigh and said with a low laugh:
Captain, it's my turn to reimburse others for the expenses...
There was only one last bit of work left for the ending work. Crane suddenly got free. He didn't waste his time and went out again and went straight to the Crag Club. Dr. Allen appeared there more often on Friday afternoon, and Crane wanted to ask about the kid Will Ansetin who played tarot cards.
After entering the Krager Club in the Hillston District, Crane said to the red vest waiter who was greeting:
A cup of Marquis' black tea, a dessert, delivered to the corner of the hall where Dr. Alan and Mike reporters sat.
Klein has seen the colder and cold surgeon Alan Crys, a well-known surgeon wearing gold-rimmed glasses, and has worked with Mike Joseph, a reporter from the Daily Observer who has two charming blue eyes, and Talim Dumont, a noble equestrian teacher who appears only second to Sherlock Moriarty in the club.
Oh, our big detective is here, just talking about you.Talim smiled and stood up.
Say bad things about me?Klein made a joke.
Mike then stood up, reached out and shook him:
No, I want to hire you again.
What's going on?Klein saluted Dr. Allen and sat at their table.
Mike laughed:
You should read the newspaper, right?Kaping was killed by the thief "Black Emperor" and his sins were also revealed. This is really a happy thing!
As a reporter, I must have enough news acumen. I plan to get a list from the police department, go to the East District to interview the rescued girls, and then restore the most vicious, cruel and unforgivable side of Kaping to the readers of the newspaper. Of course, those victims must be anonymous.
He paused for a moment, lowered his voice:
I also have a hidden purpose, or idea, to find out through such interviews whether those girls and their families have special friends. Maybe, that is, the thief "Black Emperor"!
You're looking for the right person... Klein almost twitched the corners of his mouth.
He smiled and said to Mike:
We have worked on things in the East District and have enough familiarity and trust, and I have no reason to refuse.
Happy cooperation!Mike stretched out his hand with a relaxed expression, "We will start tomorrow or the day after tomorrow, and the reward is the same as last time, totaling 10 pounds."
At this time, Dr. Alan, who had been listening, spoke:
Sherlock, I want to hire you too, just this evening, or after dinner.
My market is bullish recently... Klein asked with a funny look:
Will it conflict with Mike's commission?
No.Allen shook his head. I have been lucky recently, which makes me even more suspicious that the previous unlucky was because of the child's reversed "Wheel of Fate" card and his words. I was puzzled and troubled by this. I can be said to be very good to him and have a great kindness. Why did he treat me like this?I want to visit him at his house and confirm that he did not intend. However, I am always afraid of similar things and some accidents, so I want to ask you to protect me. I will not conflict with Mike's commission tonight. How about it?
This is exactly what I want to do!The challenge is impossible. After being a good person, my character has become very good. Ah... I have really become the king of yellow and black who is in charge of good luck?Klein was surprised and smiled reservedly:
No problem, we can talk about compensation.
…………
Silver City.
Derickberg once again examined the translucent bug with twelve rings, and examined the legacy of the Amon clone.
He originally wanted to ask Mr. Fool what this was, but considering that he had troubled this godlike figure once, he gave up his scheduled plan with a thin face and prepared to wait for the next Tarot party to come out and ask Mr. Hangman, Miss Justice and others.
Having hidden the bug, Derik suddenly thought of something. He followed Elder Lovia, the shepherd, to explore the semi-destroyed Fallen Creator Temple. It should be almost time to return. It is not too far from Silver City. It is a direction that he had not entered before.
He decided to go and take a look, and there were many acquaintances in it.
The top-notch Ferneport Sandsie Coffee drifts out a strong aroma, which intersects with the beautiful taste of Queen's black tea to form an intoxicating scent music. They are surrounded by elegant three-layer brackets, setting off delicious and exquisite desserts.
This is Audrey's afternoon tea.
Her noble friends in the mystic science came as an appointment, sat around, talking and laughing.
After Audrey's quiet guidance, Jane, Murray and others developed a strong interest in the thief Black Emperor who appeared last night, and they turned their attention to Cons Learson, a nobleman who joined the MI9th Division.
Does that ‘Black Emperor’ have extraordinary abilities?Christine, who looks sweet, asked curiously.
Their fathers were at least viscounts, which allowed them who liked mysticism to have enough status and channels to understand the existence of extraordinary powers and potions, but like Audrey, they were unwilling to join the Night Watch, the Punisher, the Heart of the Machine and the 9th Department of Military Intelligence, and were unwilling to waste a lot of time on official duties.
In addition, the families they belong to cannot be traced back to a thousand years ago. Even the ancient nobles who had just been established in the Quaternary Ruon Kingdom, were not completely loyal to the royal family or became a senior military leader, and they had never received the gift of the formula. Even if there were extraordinary materials, they might not be able to recognize them, and they would not know how to use them if they recognized them.
This limits the possibility of Murray, Christine and others becoming extraordinary people, making them yearn for it, but it is difficult for them to take that critical step.
As for whether their elders have collected potions recipes in private and cultivated several extraordinary people of the family, that is not something they can understand. After all, this is not allowed. If the king really wants to seize the handle, he can completely deprive the title of the title of the reason.
Of course, in the living room at this moment, there were already two betrayers, namely Audrey, who had been promoted to Sequence 8, the mind-reader, and Viscount Glylint, who had collected an extraordinary piece of material, it would not take long to become a pharmacist.
The tall and thin young gentleman Cons took a sip of coffee and said:
I won't give a positive answer, I'll just tell you some facts:
In addition to the traces of gas explosions in the restaurant where the battle also detected elements such as toxins, substitutes, roars, bullets condensed by sacred power, by the way, that 'black emperor', no, that thief is in a ghost state.
It's not like the one who killed Lieutenant General Zilingus, nor is it like the one who solved the one who solved the one who was in the sewer...the one who stole the Black Emperor's card and created the Kaping case was Mr. Fool's third favor?
Beckland alone, He has at least three favors... How many favors will He have in total?
Audrey's heart moved and asked deliberately:
Is there a fierce extraordinary battle?
Under her guidance, Murray asked further:
Is there an extraordinary person in Kaping's family?A more powerful extraordinary person?Even more than one?
He is just a human trafficker Ah... Viscount Glylint unconsciously expressed his doubts.
Audrey kept a light smile and curious look, waiting patiently for Cons to answer.
Cons laughed:
Murray's guess is correct, I can only say so much.
Do you want me to be locked in by the team leader?
There are more than one powerful extraordinary people in Kaping's family...
Sure enough, he is not an ordinary human trafficker, he may have been involved in many mysterious events...
Human trafficking... Could it be that he is involved in cult sacrifices?The followers of Mr. ‘Follower’s’ attacks on this?
The time of Lanerus was similar, involving cults, sacrificials, and the arrival of the "real creator"... I don't know which cult and which evil god was behind Kaping...
Mr. ‘Fool’ seems to be aiming at those evil gods all the time… Is it really a game between gods?He didn't know how many major things he had destroyed those evil gods... Audrey thought a lot, and her heart gradually became a little excited:
The enemy of our Tarot Society is the evil god!
Nothing else is qualified!
Does Mr. Fool want to get the title of Evil God Nemesis?Audrey pursed her lips and chuckled in her heart.
Immediately, she put away her emotions and secretly confessed:
Audrey, how can you do this?How can you joke about Mr. Fool...
…………
At noon, Klein returned to Minsk Street and found the letter from his own mailbox that Old Kohler spent money to ask a coachman to send him.
This is the emergency contact they agreed upon.
Of course, according to Klein's vision, Old Kohler, who didn't know the words, would only tell himself when and where to meet through simple symbols. Who knew that after the letter was spread out, it was neat text.
Just a glance, Klein confirmed that it was consistent with the handwriting on Daisy's word list.
It seems that this girl wrote for Old Kohler... This piece of paper was not soaked in moisture. Maybe Old Kohler bought some specifically for emergency contact... Klein opened the door and read the letters while walking into the living room.
He did not take off his coat, but took off his hat and leaned on his cane. This was because the fireplace in the room had not been lit yet, and the cold in early November was silently drilling into his bones.
The content of the letter is very simple, after all, Daisy doesn't know much about it.
She first thanked Mr. Detective for his kindness and kindness, and then told Klein that she had returned home safely. Finally, she mentioned in a tactful way, hoping that Mr. Detective would bring the word book with her next time he came to the East District.
A polite girl… Klein chuckled, snapped his fingers, burned the letter paper without leaving any clues.
He decided to go to the East Side tomorrow, return the word book to Daisy, and reimburse Old Kohler for sending letters and paper and pen expenses.
Thinking of this, he couldn't help but sigh and said with a low laugh:
Captain, it's my turn to reimburse others for the expenses...
There was only one last bit of work left for the ending work. Crane suddenly got free. He didn't waste his time and went out again and went straight to the Crag Club. Dr. Allen appeared there more often on Friday afternoon, and Crane wanted to ask about the kid Will Ansetin who played tarot cards.
After entering the Krager Club in the Hillston District, Crane said to the red vest waiter who was greeting:
A cup of Marquis' black tea, a dessert, delivered to the corner of the hall where Dr. Alan and Mike reporters sat.
Klein has seen the colder and cold surgeon Alan Crys, a well-known surgeon wearing gold-rimmed glasses, and has worked with Mike Joseph, a reporter from the Daily Observer who has two charming blue eyes, and Talim Dumont, a noble equestrian teacher who appears only second to Sherlock Moriarty in the club.
Oh, our big detective is here, just talking about you.Talim smiled and stood up.
Say bad things about me?Klein made a joke.
Mike then stood up, reached out and shook him:
No, I want to hire you again.
What's going on?Klein saluted Dr. Allen and sat at their table.
Mike laughed:
You should read the newspaper, right?Kaping was killed by the thief "Black Emperor" and his sins were also revealed. This is really a happy thing!
As a reporter, I must have enough news acumen. I plan to get a list from the police department, go to the East District to interview the rescued girls, and then restore the most vicious, cruel and unforgivable side of Kaping to the readers of the newspaper. Of course, those victims must be anonymous.
He paused for a moment, lowered his voice:
I also have a hidden purpose, or idea, to find out through such interviews whether those girls and their families have special friends. Maybe, that is, the thief "Black Emperor"!
You're looking for the right person... Klein almost twitched the corners of his mouth.
He smiled and said to Mike:
We have worked on things in the East District and have enough familiarity and trust, and I have no reason to refuse.
Happy cooperation!Mike stretched out his hand with a relaxed expression, "We will start tomorrow or the day after tomorrow, and the reward is the same as last time, totaling 10 pounds."
At this time, Dr. Alan, who had been listening, spoke:
Sherlock, I want to hire you too, just this evening, or after dinner.
My market is bullish recently... Klein asked with a funny look:
Will it conflict with Mike's commission?
No.Allen shook his head. I have been lucky recently, which makes me even more suspicious that the previous unlucky was because of the child's reversed "Wheel of Fate" card and his words. I was puzzled and troubled by this. I can be said to be very good to him and have a great kindness. Why did he treat me like this?I want to visit him at his house and confirm that he did not intend. However, I am always afraid of similar things and some accidents, so I want to ask you to protect me. I will not conflict with Mike's commission tonight. How about it?
This is exactly what I want to do!The challenge is impossible. After being a good person, my character has become very good. Ah... I have really become the king of yellow and black who is in charge of good luck?Klein was surprised and smiled reservedly:
No problem, we can talk about compensation.
…………
Silver City.
Derickberg once again examined the translucent bug with twelve rings, and examined the legacy of the Amon clone.
He originally wanted to ask Mr. Fool what this was, but considering that he had troubled this godlike figure once, he gave up his scheduled plan with a thin face and prepared to wait for the next Tarot party to come out and ask Mr. Hangman, Miss Justice and others.
Having hidden the bug, Derik suddenly thought of something. He followed Elder Lovia, the shepherd, to explore the semi-destroyed Fallen Creator Temple. It should be almost time to return. It is not too far from Silver City. It is a direction that he had not entered before.
He decided to go and take a look, and there were many acquaintances in it.
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