East District, in a corner.
Drunk Gene faced the wall, took off his pants and nourished the moss comfortably.
When he finished solving the problem, someone suddenly got a pat on his shoulder.
Gene couldn't help but shivered a few times, hurriedly carried his pants, half turned his body and saw a short boy in a canvas coat and a baseball cap.
The boy raised his head, but revealed a dirty but soft and delicate face.
stop?How did you dress up like this?Gene blurted out in surprise.
Don’t raise your index finger and press it against your lips to signal the other party to stop the sound.
Immediately afterwards, she suppressed her voice and said:
I'll ask you and answer, and speak quietly.
Intimidated by that majesty, Gene had only nodded.
Among the guys Williams knows, who else has died in the past two days?Xiu asked in a deep voice.
Gene carefully recalled with his alcohol-numbed brain:
Gavin!Gavin was found drowned in the Tassok River this morning!
He should have fallen last night. The guy in Pity doesn't know how to swim at all, and he likes to go to the river to have a breath after getting drunk.
Xiu's eyes suddenly became sharp, and he asked without thinking:
Did Gavin accept Williams' commission to find the commission of wanted criminal Ranrus?
Of course, we all got this commission from Williams. Anyway, it was not a troublesome thing. We just need to show the portrait to everyone we know and let them pay attention to whether there are similar guys, that's fine. Oh, Williams, he also said, and said, if there are clues, please treat me to drink three days of wine and eat three days of meat!This guy from Pity actually died in the gas explosion, so I will never let the landlord install gas pipelines!Uh…this was all a few months ago, and I can only afford cheap hotels now.Gene said ravingly.
What area is Gavin responsible for?Did he mention anything to you?Xiu turned his head and looked beside him, pursed his lips, and then asked, staring at Gene's face.
He, usually near the East Bailang Dock in the dock area, met me yesterday evening and said that he was going to the Workers Union Tavern there to spread the news of finding Lanerus and showed the portrait of Lanerus to those present.Gene burped.
There are many docks in Beckland, most of which are placed into the dock area and are named various docks.
What after?Did Gavin say what he would do later?Hug frowned in confusion and asked again.
Of course, of course, drinking!He plans to have a good drink and find a place to sleep!Oh, this guy must be drinking very hot and wanted to take a shower in the river, but he forgot that he couldn't swim, and it was almost winter!Gene sighed again with regret.
This... Gavin found nothing, but went to the Workers' Union Tavern at the East Bayron Dock to distribute leaflets looking for Ranrus, but was killed and involved Williams... The murderer's reaction could no longer be described as excessive, he was simply a madman...
If I were Ranrus, the best and easiest choice was to change places immediately and avoid searching, unless, unless he was caught in something and could not leave for a long time... But, not only me was looking for him, but also many bounty hunters. Can he kill Williams and so many people?
If he has the ability, he will kill the wanted warrants in the field!
Hug felt that she could not understand this matter at all, just as she had difficulty accepting Williams' death.
Finally, she decided to report to Miss Audrey about the problems she encountered, and then disguised herself as she went to the Workers' Union Tavern at Dongbailang Dock, without asking, just observing to see if there were any suspicious people.
…………
Joewood District, Rice Police Division.
Klein once again squeezed into a long bench with a backrest with a thief drunk.
It's so unlucky... I actually met a policeman who was in the prosecution and had not been able to change the route in time. It's all the fault of that damn serial killer!
While cursing a guy, Klein thought about how to hide the talismans and herbal powder on his body that could not be explained, and avoid the next body search.
He tried to put all these things in black gloves and then found an opportunity to stuff them into the hidden place of the police station and retrieve them when he left.
Just then, his eyes lit up and saw his hair neatly combed back and dressed formally like a young lawyer who went to a banquet, walking over with a police officer.
You go sign and leave.Jurgen said with his usual serious expression.
That's all?Klein asked in surprise.
Jurgen nodded slightly and said:
Yes, they know you are a well-known detective.
What is the reason for this?Klein didn't dare to ask any more questions, and immediately stood up and followed Jurgen, who was wearing a long black dress, signing out quickly and slowly.
Unlike the weather when he was taken out of the police station by the other party last time, there was no rain at this time, so thick clouds and mist had to cover the red moon and stars. The street was illuminated by gas street lights on both sides.
Thank you so much!I'm sorry to you again!Klein took two quick steps and came to Jurgen's side.
Jurgen looked at him with a serious smile:
No thanks, this is my profession.
2 pounds.
... Klein looked at the other person seriously and smiled and said, OK.
His wallet was very bulging recently, and he immediately took out two pounds of denomination.
Jurgen was not polite and took the reward and said:
If you are willing to establish a formal partnership, then every time you come to the police station, I will only charge 1 pound. Of course, this does not include the serious case. You must understand that the fees I charge must be paid to the office for a large part.
It turns out that I will be often invited to the police station for tea in the future... Bah, they don’t give tea at all, and they don’t even have a cup of water!Before Klein could answer, he heard lawyer Jurgen add:
For a private detective, entering and leaving the police station is something that happens every once in a while, and is a professional characteristic.
Well, I know very well that every private detective has problems such as illegally holding guns and illegally invading other people's homes.
Your response this time is very good, the police can't find enough evidence to prove that you have illegally held a gun, and the explanation of your gunpowder reaction is quite sufficient, the name of the Kragg Club is enough to win them trust, otherwise you may have to go to the magistrate court.
Therefore, you are not a suspect, but a good citizen. You are a good citizen who takes the initiative to hand over the gun after picking up a gun and you don’t need to be searched again.
OK...but I lost a revolver and corresponding bullets, several pounds Ah, and attorney fees... Klein squeezed out a smile and said:
I understand, lawyer Jurgen, let’s establish a formal partnership.
Jurgen pulled the corner of his mouth and reached out with a very professional smile:
Happy cooperation.
I sincerely hope to see you rarely at the police station.
This is not something I can decide… Klein laughed at himself.
…………
Back at No. 15 Minsk Street, Klein calmed himself down by taking a hot bath.
But at this moment, he once again heard the illusory layering of prayers, which came from women.
Justice Miss?Is there a clue about the matter of Ranrus this time?Klein suddenly bounced up from the bathtub, quickly wiped his body, put on his clothes, and then entered the gray fog.
Looking at the crimson stars that are constantly expanding and contracting, he spread his spirituality and chose to listen:
Ah, a fool who does not belong to this era...
Dear Mr. Fool, there is something wrong with the investigation of Ranhös…
For some reason, Justice, who was wearing a white coat, told the explosion on Dharavi Street in the East Side and the drowning of Gavin.
As a mind-reader who has already started, she did not add her own guesses to avoid affecting Mr. Fool's judgment.
After listening carefully, Klein frowned, feeling that the murderer's reaction was unimaginable.
This is different from Lieutenant General Zillingers. As a fraudster, Ranhlus was a professional instinct to immediately move the place. He had no reason to pursue and kill the person looking for him.
According to this standard, the bounty hunter in the East District will die by 80%, which will cause a sensation and allow the case to be taken over by the Nightkeeper, the Punisher or the Heart of the Machinery Team!
Well…Lanlus was praying for the benefits obtained in the ceremony where the real Creator gave birth to his offspring, which drove him crazy?
This is very consistent with the style of the real Creator...but the problem is that it is difficult for a lunatic to hide himself, except for potential... Klein fell into thinking and was not in a hurry to respond to Miss Justice.
He had read the newspaper and knew about the explosion, so he recalled the specific content using dream divination.
Immediately afterwards, he wrote a new divination sentence:
Clues of the Dharavi Street bombing.
While silently reciting, he leaned on the back of the chair and entered his dream, and saw a three-story gray-blue apartment.
The third floor of the apartment had a room that lost its windows and collapsed half of the walls, covered with traces of the explosion.
The picture quickly shattered, Klein woke up, tapped his fingers on the edge of the long table, and said silently:
Clues are at the scene of the crime?
...The meaning of this revelation may also be that the murderer is still staring at the crime scene and wants to solve the person who came to investigate the matter.
Well…so he has the chance to find the person who recently issued a reward for Branlus.
I disguised myself as I walked around, and didn't enter the crime scene, but just walked around to see if I could find the murderer. Even if he was not Lanerus, he must have some connection and could use this to find Lanerus.
But he must be hiding in a hidden way. How can I find him without attracting his attention?
As the thought flashed, Klein looked at the all-black eye on the bronze table, which was an extraordinary feature left over from the Secret Master Rosago.
In the real world, I cannot use this item to manipulate those strange silk threads, because there is residual mental pollution from the real Creator. Contact exceeding a certain limit will bring irreversible damage, but if it is only used for a short time, I can still bear it by finding the hidden person through the silk thread, just like before that I used to confirm whether the bodyguard was gone... Klein narrowed his eyes, took off the spirit pendulum, and did a dangerous divination trip.
The answer is yes, but the rotation is not large and the speed is not fast.
It's acceptable... Klein silent for a few seconds and returned to the real world.
Then, he used the method of summoning himself to put the all-black eye into an iron cigarette box and took it back to the bedroom.
After changing clothes, putting on his beard, Klein came to the dressing mirror and looked at himself now.
The faint smell of bookishness was completely covered by the beard on his face, and the brown eyes seemed to be hiding and sealing something.
Compared to that time in Tingen, Klein almost couldn't recognize himself.
He stretched his fingers one by one, clenched his fists tightly, and he said in a low and hoarse manner in front of the mirror:
Captain, this is the first step to avenge you and me.
Before he finished speaking, he saw himself in the mirror grinning and a bright smile appeared.
Drunk Gene faced the wall, took off his pants and nourished the moss comfortably.
When he finished solving the problem, someone suddenly got a pat on his shoulder.
Gene couldn't help but shivered a few times, hurriedly carried his pants, half turned his body and saw a short boy in a canvas coat and a baseball cap.
The boy raised his head, but revealed a dirty but soft and delicate face.
stop?How did you dress up like this?Gene blurted out in surprise.
Don’t raise your index finger and press it against your lips to signal the other party to stop the sound.
Immediately afterwards, she suppressed her voice and said:
I'll ask you and answer, and speak quietly.
Intimidated by that majesty, Gene had only nodded.
Among the guys Williams knows, who else has died in the past two days?Xiu asked in a deep voice.
Gene carefully recalled with his alcohol-numbed brain:
Gavin!Gavin was found drowned in the Tassok River this morning!
He should have fallen last night. The guy in Pity doesn't know how to swim at all, and he likes to go to the river to have a breath after getting drunk.
Xiu's eyes suddenly became sharp, and he asked without thinking:
Did Gavin accept Williams' commission to find the commission of wanted criminal Ranrus?
Of course, we all got this commission from Williams. Anyway, it was not a troublesome thing. We just need to show the portrait to everyone we know and let them pay attention to whether there are similar guys, that's fine. Oh, Williams, he also said, and said, if there are clues, please treat me to drink three days of wine and eat three days of meat!This guy from Pity actually died in the gas explosion, so I will never let the landlord install gas pipelines!Uh…this was all a few months ago, and I can only afford cheap hotels now.Gene said ravingly.
What area is Gavin responsible for?Did he mention anything to you?Xiu turned his head and looked beside him, pursed his lips, and then asked, staring at Gene's face.
He, usually near the East Bailang Dock in the dock area, met me yesterday evening and said that he was going to the Workers Union Tavern there to spread the news of finding Lanerus and showed the portrait of Lanerus to those present.Gene burped.
There are many docks in Beckland, most of which are placed into the dock area and are named various docks.
What after?Did Gavin say what he would do later?Hug frowned in confusion and asked again.
Of course, of course, drinking!He plans to have a good drink and find a place to sleep!Oh, this guy must be drinking very hot and wanted to take a shower in the river, but he forgot that he couldn't swim, and it was almost winter!Gene sighed again with regret.
This... Gavin found nothing, but went to the Workers' Union Tavern at the East Bayron Dock to distribute leaflets looking for Ranrus, but was killed and involved Williams... The murderer's reaction could no longer be described as excessive, he was simply a madman...
If I were Ranrus, the best and easiest choice was to change places immediately and avoid searching, unless, unless he was caught in something and could not leave for a long time... But, not only me was looking for him, but also many bounty hunters. Can he kill Williams and so many people?
If he has the ability, he will kill the wanted warrants in the field!
Hug felt that she could not understand this matter at all, just as she had difficulty accepting Williams' death.
Finally, she decided to report to Miss Audrey about the problems she encountered, and then disguised herself as she went to the Workers' Union Tavern at Dongbailang Dock, without asking, just observing to see if there were any suspicious people.
…………
Joewood District, Rice Police Division.
Klein once again squeezed into a long bench with a backrest with a thief drunk.
It's so unlucky... I actually met a policeman who was in the prosecution and had not been able to change the route in time. It's all the fault of that damn serial killer!
While cursing a guy, Klein thought about how to hide the talismans and herbal powder on his body that could not be explained, and avoid the next body search.
He tried to put all these things in black gloves and then found an opportunity to stuff them into the hidden place of the police station and retrieve them when he left.
Just then, his eyes lit up and saw his hair neatly combed back and dressed formally like a young lawyer who went to a banquet, walking over with a police officer.
You go sign and leave.Jurgen said with his usual serious expression.
That's all?Klein asked in surprise.
Jurgen nodded slightly and said:
Yes, they know you are a well-known detective.
What is the reason for this?Klein didn't dare to ask any more questions, and immediately stood up and followed Jurgen, who was wearing a long black dress, signing out quickly and slowly.
Unlike the weather when he was taken out of the police station by the other party last time, there was no rain at this time, so thick clouds and mist had to cover the red moon and stars. The street was illuminated by gas street lights on both sides.
Thank you so much!I'm sorry to you again!Klein took two quick steps and came to Jurgen's side.
Jurgen looked at him with a serious smile:
No thanks, this is my profession.
2 pounds.
... Klein looked at the other person seriously and smiled and said, OK.
His wallet was very bulging recently, and he immediately took out two pounds of denomination.
Jurgen was not polite and took the reward and said:
If you are willing to establish a formal partnership, then every time you come to the police station, I will only charge 1 pound. Of course, this does not include the serious case. You must understand that the fees I charge must be paid to the office for a large part.
It turns out that I will be often invited to the police station for tea in the future... Bah, they don’t give tea at all, and they don’t even have a cup of water!Before Klein could answer, he heard lawyer Jurgen add:
For a private detective, entering and leaving the police station is something that happens every once in a while, and is a professional characteristic.
Well, I know very well that every private detective has problems such as illegally holding guns and illegally invading other people's homes.
Your response this time is very good, the police can't find enough evidence to prove that you have illegally held a gun, and the explanation of your gunpowder reaction is quite sufficient, the name of the Kragg Club is enough to win them trust, otherwise you may have to go to the magistrate court.
Therefore, you are not a suspect, but a good citizen. You are a good citizen who takes the initiative to hand over the gun after picking up a gun and you don’t need to be searched again.
OK...but I lost a revolver and corresponding bullets, several pounds Ah, and attorney fees... Klein squeezed out a smile and said:
I understand, lawyer Jurgen, let’s establish a formal partnership.
Jurgen pulled the corner of his mouth and reached out with a very professional smile:
Happy cooperation.
I sincerely hope to see you rarely at the police station.
This is not something I can decide… Klein laughed at himself.
…………
Back at No. 15 Minsk Street, Klein calmed himself down by taking a hot bath.
But at this moment, he once again heard the illusory layering of prayers, which came from women.
Justice Miss?Is there a clue about the matter of Ranrus this time?Klein suddenly bounced up from the bathtub, quickly wiped his body, put on his clothes, and then entered the gray fog.
Looking at the crimson stars that are constantly expanding and contracting, he spread his spirituality and chose to listen:
Ah, a fool who does not belong to this era...
Dear Mr. Fool, there is something wrong with the investigation of Ranhös…
For some reason, Justice, who was wearing a white coat, told the explosion on Dharavi Street in the East Side and the drowning of Gavin.
As a mind-reader who has already started, she did not add her own guesses to avoid affecting Mr. Fool's judgment.
After listening carefully, Klein frowned, feeling that the murderer's reaction was unimaginable.
This is different from Lieutenant General Zillingers. As a fraudster, Ranhlus was a professional instinct to immediately move the place. He had no reason to pursue and kill the person looking for him.
According to this standard, the bounty hunter in the East District will die by 80%, which will cause a sensation and allow the case to be taken over by the Nightkeeper, the Punisher or the Heart of the Machinery Team!
Well…Lanlus was praying for the benefits obtained in the ceremony where the real Creator gave birth to his offspring, which drove him crazy?
This is very consistent with the style of the real Creator...but the problem is that it is difficult for a lunatic to hide himself, except for potential... Klein fell into thinking and was not in a hurry to respond to Miss Justice.
He had read the newspaper and knew about the explosion, so he recalled the specific content using dream divination.
Immediately afterwards, he wrote a new divination sentence:
Clues of the Dharavi Street bombing.
While silently reciting, he leaned on the back of the chair and entered his dream, and saw a three-story gray-blue apartment.
The third floor of the apartment had a room that lost its windows and collapsed half of the walls, covered with traces of the explosion.
The picture quickly shattered, Klein woke up, tapped his fingers on the edge of the long table, and said silently:
Clues are at the scene of the crime?
...The meaning of this revelation may also be that the murderer is still staring at the crime scene and wants to solve the person who came to investigate the matter.
Well…so he has the chance to find the person who recently issued a reward for Branlus.
I disguised myself as I walked around, and didn't enter the crime scene, but just walked around to see if I could find the murderer. Even if he was not Lanerus, he must have some connection and could use this to find Lanerus.
But he must be hiding in a hidden way. How can I find him without attracting his attention?
As the thought flashed, Klein looked at the all-black eye on the bronze table, which was an extraordinary feature left over from the Secret Master Rosago.
In the real world, I cannot use this item to manipulate those strange silk threads, because there is residual mental pollution from the real Creator. Contact exceeding a certain limit will bring irreversible damage, but if it is only used for a short time, I can still bear it by finding the hidden person through the silk thread, just like before that I used to confirm whether the bodyguard was gone... Klein narrowed his eyes, took off the spirit pendulum, and did a dangerous divination trip.
The answer is yes, but the rotation is not large and the speed is not fast.
It's acceptable... Klein silent for a few seconds and returned to the real world.
Then, he used the method of summoning himself to put the all-black eye into an iron cigarette box and took it back to the bedroom.
After changing clothes, putting on his beard, Klein came to the dressing mirror and looked at himself now.
The faint smell of bookishness was completely covered by the beard on his face, and the brown eyes seemed to be hiding and sealing something.
Compared to that time in Tingen, Klein almost couldn't recognize himself.
He stretched his fingers one by one, clenched his fists tightly, and he said in a low and hoarse manner in front of the mirror:
Captain, this is the first step to avenge you and me.
Before he finished speaking, he saw himself in the mirror grinning and a bright smile appeared.
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