Klein originally wanted to ask whether Allen or his family had taken home any unusual items, such as a bit dirty mutton, before those unlucky things came in succession.
But when he said that, he suddenly felt that this was too direct and it was easy to expose the fact that he knew a lot about the mysterious realm. Although this could be explained by the fact that the detective had a lot of knowledge, there was no need to take this risk.
So he changed to a more roundabout way and asked Dr. Allen's family if they were also suffering from misfortune.
Hearing his question, Alan Kris thought about it carefully and said:
No, except for the steam train accident that followed me, they were the same as before, most of the time they were not lucky or unfortunate, and the rest were both, which was not particularly unlucky.
This is wrong... If it is an item like Doom Doll that needs to be sealed, it will definitely affect people within a certain range... Could it be that Allen dripped blood on it, and the two sides established a solid connection?
In Klein's spiritual vision, Alan's aura and emotional color coincide with his physical and mental state, and there is nothing special about it.
He asked carefully:
Is there anyone in the hospital you work for whom you are almost unlucky?
No, so I think I must have been cursed by someone.Allen pulled down his bow tie, looking quite anxious and uneasy.
In Talim's curious gaze, Klein thought for a while and said:
Have you ever encountered any strange things before you get lucky, such as cutting yourself?In folklore, blood is a powerful medium for curses to be established.
I suspected that it was a curse and confirmed this point, and I have not shed blood in the past three months.Allen replied with a heavy expression as he pressed the knife and fork.
This is a bit strange... and you can't do more complicated divination in front of them... Klein asked again:
So what about other strange things?
Allen, think about it carefully. This kind of thing cannot be without a reason. Have you offended anyone recently?Or has it become an obstacle for others?Talim echoed his concern.
Allen looked down and looked at the food in the plate, falling into long-term contemplation. Klein was not idle either. He solved the food before it became cold and became undelicious.
When he started to enjoy the post-meal dessert, Allen finally raised his head and said:
I am not a good person in communication, and my colleagues and I don’t have a good relationship, but it’s hard to believe that they will find a way to curse me because of this.
Well... After your reminder, I remembered something, which may be related to mysticism.
What's the matter?Klein and Talim were both energetic.
Before I was unlucky, I was in charge of a patient, a child under ten years old. He was very pity because of some problems and needed to be removed from his left leg.Allen pushed down his gold-rimmed glasses and recalled, "It's not long since I became a father. I'm always full of sympathy for the misfortunes encountered by my child. Every time I checked the ward, I would chat with him, encourage him and comfort him."
After a pause, Allen spoke more smoothly:
I remember that it was the day before his surgery, and I went to the ward to look for him again. He was really uneasy and was playing tarot cards. This was the item he brought when he was admitted to the hospital, and he was not even allowed to take it away by his family.
In order to relax, I played Tarot divination with him.
At that time, I took out a card, which was the reversed "Wheel of Fate".
The child looked at me and said with a pure smile:
Doctor, your luck will get worse.
Doctor, your luck will get worse... Talim took a breath and said, "Why do I think such a scene makes me feel a little chilled... That child died on the operating table later?"
Allen shook his head and said:
The operation was very successful. Not long after, he was discharged from the hospital and thanked me very much.
So, I have never doubted this, but now looking back, I find that this is the only time I have been exposed to items involving mystery in the past two months. No matter what, whether it is useful or useless, the tarot cards are used for divination.
There was an extra brass-colored coin in Klein's hand. It was jumping and rolling at his fingertips, which seemed to symbolize the analysis process of the well-known detective.
The coin bounced up and fell, falling into the palm of his hand. Klein glanced out of the corner of his eye and ended his thoughts:
What is that child’s name?Where to live?
Allen replied without hesitation:
His name is Will Onsetting, and I don't remember where I live.
Mr. Detective, what is your suggestion?
Do you know experts in the field of occultism?
Klein took a sip of black tea and smiled in the anticipated gaze of Allen and Talim:
My advice is to go to the church of the god you believe in, describe to the bishop the misfortune you have encountered recently, and ask him if there is a solution, Alan, I remember you are, uh, the believer of the goddess of the night, right?
He almost called out the goddess, but fortunately he remembered that his current identity was a detective who believed in the God of Steam and Machinery.
However, I had no effect on praying to the goddess, attending Mass, and donating money and items before. I think I still have to find some diviners with some skills.Allen disagreed with Detective Moriarty's suggestion.
Talim nodded in agreement:
It's Ah, the gods don't care whether you are lucky or not. Luck is a blessing, and unluck is a test.
This friend, your faith is very undevoted. Be careful that the Lord of the Storm gives you a flash of lightning... Klein looked at the two of them and smiled:
This suggestion is based on very simple logic.
If, I mean, if there really is useful mysticism in this world that can produce effects, then the seven orthodox churches who are best at this matter must be the seven orthodox churches, otherwise they would have been replaced by other forces who have mastered mysticism.
If there is no so-called true mysticism, then finding a fortune teller or a witch doctor will not get any help. It is better to see what solution is there for a higher status bishop.
Allen analyzed it carefully and finally nodded:
It makes a lot of sense.
Maybe the bishop needs to convey it to me so that the goddess can protect me.
No, the description is that with the bishop's relay, the night-time people can notice the abnormality in you... Klein retorted in his heart.
He didn't think about helping Allen at all, because to solve the other party's luck problem, in addition to finding the root of everything, he must also arrange a certain ceremony.
Let’s not talk about whether Klein understands the real fortune ritual. Even if he understands it, he will expose the fact that he has extraordinary power in front of unfamiliar people because of the ritual, which will increase a lot of risks out of thin air.
Since I can let the night watch come forward, there is no need to get Ah by myself... I just don't know which boy came from or the tarot card in his hand. If it is the latter, it might be a seal that suits me quite well. Unfortunately, Ah... Klein shook his head quietly and suppressed the sudden emergence of greed and other emotions in his heart.
At this time, Allen had made a decision. He looked at Klein and pulled the corner of his mouth and said:
Thank you, Mr. Moriarty, although you don’t understand occultism, you rely on strict logic to give the best advice.
Yes, I don't understand occultism... Klein smiled and said:
Just call me Sherlock, Allen.
Well, since I was no longer a night watchman, the composition of my mystic knowledge has become increasingly strange. On the one hand, I have mastered many secrets of gods with high-sequence relationships, and on the other hand, I only know the relatively basic ritual magic, and those that are relatively complex, only know the sacrifice and gift rituals, and the talismans have stayed in three types for a long time... Klein sighed in his heart, feeling that he urgently needed a more comprehensive and in-depth mystic book.
As for the knowledge that can separate the spiritual pollution of evil gods from their extraordinary characteristics, there is no clue at present.
…………
After a lunch break at the club, Klein arrived at the Rice Circus near the Tassock River in the Joewood District.
Today is not a festival or a holiday. There are not many guests in the circus, and the clowns who are in charge of entertaining and amusing all seem a little listless.
After walking through the divination cabin and a tent selling pies, pancakes, fruit pies and alcoholic beverages, Klein found a small theater along the edge of the circus venue, with a blackboard at the door saying, non-holiday periods, four performances per day, one hour each.
The first game in the afternoon was at two o'clock, not long after the beginning.
After buying the ticket, Klein entered the theater and heard the cheering sound.
At this time, an animal trainer was on the stage, holding a whip in his hand and ordered a black bear to perform a cute performance. A tiger with yellow and black patterns lying beside him, and a baboon with deep and curly hair was sitting.
Bang!
As the trainer waved his whip, the black bear cumshot.
I said, this guy just wanted to slap you!At the front of the rows of seats, someone suddenly shouted loudly, which immediately attracted the laughter of few spectators in the venue.
They thought it was a new way for circus to have fun.
But Klein didn't think so, because he found that the trainer's emotional color was biased towards anger and anger.
He smiled, walked to the first row and sat down, and enjoyed the performance on the stage so as not to be ashamed of the ticket.
At this moment, the person who had just spoken shouted again:
The tiger wanted to bite your neck, and the curly baboon wanted to grab you under your butt as a mat!
The trainer's movements were obviously stiffer in the audience's laughter.
This... Although those words seemed to be making trouble, why did I hear the reminder... Klein turned his head and looked at the speaker in the same row and found that it was a man in his thirties with a round face.
This tone, this way...a little familiar with Ah... Klein muttered silently.
But when he said that, he suddenly felt that this was too direct and it was easy to expose the fact that he knew a lot about the mysterious realm. Although this could be explained by the fact that the detective had a lot of knowledge, there was no need to take this risk.
So he changed to a more roundabout way and asked Dr. Allen's family if they were also suffering from misfortune.
Hearing his question, Alan Kris thought about it carefully and said:
No, except for the steam train accident that followed me, they were the same as before, most of the time they were not lucky or unfortunate, and the rest were both, which was not particularly unlucky.
This is wrong... If it is an item like Doom Doll that needs to be sealed, it will definitely affect people within a certain range... Could it be that Allen dripped blood on it, and the two sides established a solid connection?
In Klein's spiritual vision, Alan's aura and emotional color coincide with his physical and mental state, and there is nothing special about it.
He asked carefully:
Is there anyone in the hospital you work for whom you are almost unlucky?
No, so I think I must have been cursed by someone.Allen pulled down his bow tie, looking quite anxious and uneasy.
In Talim's curious gaze, Klein thought for a while and said:
Have you ever encountered any strange things before you get lucky, such as cutting yourself?In folklore, blood is a powerful medium for curses to be established.
I suspected that it was a curse and confirmed this point, and I have not shed blood in the past three months.Allen replied with a heavy expression as he pressed the knife and fork.
This is a bit strange... and you can't do more complicated divination in front of them... Klein asked again:
So what about other strange things?
Allen, think about it carefully. This kind of thing cannot be without a reason. Have you offended anyone recently?Or has it become an obstacle for others?Talim echoed his concern.
Allen looked down and looked at the food in the plate, falling into long-term contemplation. Klein was not idle either. He solved the food before it became cold and became undelicious.
When he started to enjoy the post-meal dessert, Allen finally raised his head and said:
I am not a good person in communication, and my colleagues and I don’t have a good relationship, but it’s hard to believe that they will find a way to curse me because of this.
Well... After your reminder, I remembered something, which may be related to mysticism.
What's the matter?Klein and Talim were both energetic.
Before I was unlucky, I was in charge of a patient, a child under ten years old. He was very pity because of some problems and needed to be removed from his left leg.Allen pushed down his gold-rimmed glasses and recalled, "It's not long since I became a father. I'm always full of sympathy for the misfortunes encountered by my child. Every time I checked the ward, I would chat with him, encourage him and comfort him."
After a pause, Allen spoke more smoothly:
I remember that it was the day before his surgery, and I went to the ward to look for him again. He was really uneasy and was playing tarot cards. This was the item he brought when he was admitted to the hospital, and he was not even allowed to take it away by his family.
In order to relax, I played Tarot divination with him.
At that time, I took out a card, which was the reversed "Wheel of Fate".
The child looked at me and said with a pure smile:
Doctor, your luck will get worse.
Doctor, your luck will get worse... Talim took a breath and said, "Why do I think such a scene makes me feel a little chilled... That child died on the operating table later?"
Allen shook his head and said:
The operation was very successful. Not long after, he was discharged from the hospital and thanked me very much.
So, I have never doubted this, but now looking back, I find that this is the only time I have been exposed to items involving mystery in the past two months. No matter what, whether it is useful or useless, the tarot cards are used for divination.
There was an extra brass-colored coin in Klein's hand. It was jumping and rolling at his fingertips, which seemed to symbolize the analysis process of the well-known detective.
The coin bounced up and fell, falling into the palm of his hand. Klein glanced out of the corner of his eye and ended his thoughts:
What is that child’s name?Where to live?
Allen replied without hesitation:
His name is Will Onsetting, and I don't remember where I live.
Mr. Detective, what is your suggestion?
Do you know experts in the field of occultism?
Klein took a sip of black tea and smiled in the anticipated gaze of Allen and Talim:
My advice is to go to the church of the god you believe in, describe to the bishop the misfortune you have encountered recently, and ask him if there is a solution, Alan, I remember you are, uh, the believer of the goddess of the night, right?
He almost called out the goddess, but fortunately he remembered that his current identity was a detective who believed in the God of Steam and Machinery.
However, I had no effect on praying to the goddess, attending Mass, and donating money and items before. I think I still have to find some diviners with some skills.Allen disagreed with Detective Moriarty's suggestion.
Talim nodded in agreement:
It's Ah, the gods don't care whether you are lucky or not. Luck is a blessing, and unluck is a test.
This friend, your faith is very undevoted. Be careful that the Lord of the Storm gives you a flash of lightning... Klein looked at the two of them and smiled:
This suggestion is based on very simple logic.
If, I mean, if there really is useful mysticism in this world that can produce effects, then the seven orthodox churches who are best at this matter must be the seven orthodox churches, otherwise they would have been replaced by other forces who have mastered mysticism.
If there is no so-called true mysticism, then finding a fortune teller or a witch doctor will not get any help. It is better to see what solution is there for a higher status bishop.
Allen analyzed it carefully and finally nodded:
It makes a lot of sense.
Maybe the bishop needs to convey it to me so that the goddess can protect me.
No, the description is that with the bishop's relay, the night-time people can notice the abnormality in you... Klein retorted in his heart.
He didn't think about helping Allen at all, because to solve the other party's luck problem, in addition to finding the root of everything, he must also arrange a certain ceremony.
Let’s not talk about whether Klein understands the real fortune ritual. Even if he understands it, he will expose the fact that he has extraordinary power in front of unfamiliar people because of the ritual, which will increase a lot of risks out of thin air.
Since I can let the night watch come forward, there is no need to get Ah by myself... I just don't know which boy came from or the tarot card in his hand. If it is the latter, it might be a seal that suits me quite well. Unfortunately, Ah... Klein shook his head quietly and suppressed the sudden emergence of greed and other emotions in his heart.
At this time, Allen had made a decision. He looked at Klein and pulled the corner of his mouth and said:
Thank you, Mr. Moriarty, although you don’t understand occultism, you rely on strict logic to give the best advice.
Yes, I don't understand occultism... Klein smiled and said:
Just call me Sherlock, Allen.
Well, since I was no longer a night watchman, the composition of my mystic knowledge has become increasingly strange. On the one hand, I have mastered many secrets of gods with high-sequence relationships, and on the other hand, I only know the relatively basic ritual magic, and those that are relatively complex, only know the sacrifice and gift rituals, and the talismans have stayed in three types for a long time... Klein sighed in his heart, feeling that he urgently needed a more comprehensive and in-depth mystic book.
As for the knowledge that can separate the spiritual pollution of evil gods from their extraordinary characteristics, there is no clue at present.
…………
After a lunch break at the club, Klein arrived at the Rice Circus near the Tassock River in the Joewood District.
Today is not a festival or a holiday. There are not many guests in the circus, and the clowns who are in charge of entertaining and amusing all seem a little listless.
After walking through the divination cabin and a tent selling pies, pancakes, fruit pies and alcoholic beverages, Klein found a small theater along the edge of the circus venue, with a blackboard at the door saying, non-holiday periods, four performances per day, one hour each.
The first game in the afternoon was at two o'clock, not long after the beginning.
After buying the ticket, Klein entered the theater and heard the cheering sound.
At this time, an animal trainer was on the stage, holding a whip in his hand and ordered a black bear to perform a cute performance. A tiger with yellow and black patterns lying beside him, and a baboon with deep and curly hair was sitting.
Bang!
As the trainer waved his whip, the black bear cumshot.
I said, this guy just wanted to slap you!At the front of the rows of seats, someone suddenly shouted loudly, which immediately attracted the laughter of few spectators in the venue.
They thought it was a new way for circus to have fun.
But Klein didn't think so, because he found that the trainer's emotional color was biased towards anger and anger.
He smiled, walked to the first row and sat down, and enjoyed the performance on the stage so as not to be ashamed of the ticket.
At this moment, the person who had just spoken shouted again:
The tiger wanted to bite your neck, and the curly baboon wanted to grab you under your butt as a mat!
The trainer's movements were obviously stiffer in the audience's laughter.
This... Although those words seemed to be making trouble, why did I hear the reminder... Klein turned his head and looked at the speaker in the same row and found that it was a man in his thirties with a round face.
This tone, this way...a little familiar with Ah... Klein muttered silently.
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