Chapter 224 Three Things

After listening carefully, Klein asked:

So, do you suspect that the detectives saw Zerrel was disguised by someone else?

Ian held his brown dome hat and replied as if he had thoughtfully:

This is a possibility, but I think it is too difficult, so high that it needs to bear great risks. The party is at night, and the lights are indeed not bright, but most of the people involved are detectives, detectives with keen observation skills, and it is difficult to hide from their eyes with wigs, beards, cosmetics, etc. alone.

Perhaps some extraordinary ability can be done... Just like the wriggling hunger... Klein's question just now has a small trap. He wants to judge whether he has contacted the extraordinary person from the content of the big boy Ian's answer, the expression of his face and the language of his body, and whether he has a certain understanding of the mysterious realm.

The preliminary answer is no.

Seeing Detective Moriarty nodding slightly, Ian agreed with his reasoning, so he continued:

I believe that the detectives saw Mr. Zerrel, but he was not free and was under the strict control of others and could not convey the message of asking for help. The reason why he did not respond to my contact was to make me alert and ask me to find someone to help him rescue him.

A reasonable explanation.Klein let go of his hand and sat back a little, making himself look more relaxed and more confident.

Ian was silent for more than ten seconds and spoke slightly solemnly:

I would like to entrust you to investigate Mr. Zerel and confirm his current situation, just need to confirm.

Considering that the other party is a semi-professional person who collects intelligence and information for the detectives, Klein made friends with him and smiled:

So how much are you going to pay?You should be very clear that this may be very dangerous.

Ian looked down at the pocket of his old coat in secret, and said with considerate words:

There are two ways. One is that I will give you enough rewards to satisfy you. After that, no matter whether the task is simple or difficult, it will be the number unless you suffer relatively serious injuries.

Second, I will pay 5 pounds in advance and wait until you complete the entrustment, and then add the fee depending on the difficulty of the matter, but this can easily cause disputes, even if there is a contract agreement.

Klein pretended to be thinking, and after nearly thirty seconds he said in a low voice:

Maybe this is possible?You pay 5 pounds in advance and wait until the task is over, and then help me do three things. Don't worry, it won't be difficult, it's all within your ability, and it won't make you feel too embarrassed. This can be agreed in the contract.

Ian frowned, then stood up, leaned forward, stretched out his right hand and said:

OK!

Klein held a snatch with him, took out a standard contract from the coffee table, picked up the round belly pen, added all the details he had just negotiated, and pressed the confirmed fingerprint.

After signing the contract, he gave the older boy Ian a stack of white paper and watched the other party write information about Detective Zerrell.

After a while, he asked casually while flipping through the information:

If there is an emergency or if Zeril's condition is confirmed, how should I contact you?

Ian pursed his lips and didn't say anything for a long time. It was not until Klein looked up that he replied slightly stiffly:

No need to contact me, I will show up at the right time.

He didn't say anything more and took out a stack of thick banknotes from the pocket of his old coat. They seemed to be stacked layer by layer in order of denominations from large to small, very neat.

Ian first took out three pound-demand bills from the bottom, then counted six 5 sulle's, and finally 10 1 sulle's banknotes.

Seeing that the other party placed the banknotes neatly, even the portraits of several kings must be facing upwards, and there should be no mistakes, Klein suddenly felt a little irritated.

This is the late stage of obsessive-compulsive disorder... He breathed silently and took the reward he pushed.

According to his vision, Ian's remaining cash will not exceed 3 pounds.

I guess he brought all his savings with him... If I asked for more rewards just now, would he escape the order in the end?

He didn't look like that kind of person, but he couldn't behave like a person... Klein casually folded the bills and stuffed them into his pocket, not caring about the neatness or not, so he successfully saw that Ian's expression was slightly distorted.

I strive to complete the investigation as soon as possible.Klein stood up and reached out and acted as a show of seeing off the guests.

Thanks for your help.Ian sincerely thanked him because the other party gave him a discount price.

Watching the older boy who was much more mature than his real age leave, Klein touched his chin and said silently:

This matter is very deep.

Ian never mentioned what Detective Zerrell has been investigating recently, and asked him to collect information from what aspects...

Forget it, I only need to confirm Zeriel's current situation.

He turned around, walked back to the living room, and took out a copper coin with a denomination of 14 pence from his pocket.

when!

The copper coins rolled upwards, and Klein's eyes turned deep, silently thinking about whether there was an extraordinary factor in this matter.

Then, he spread his right hand out, trying to catch the fallen copper penny.

when!The coin passed through his fingertips and landed on the ground, rolling out far away.

This result means that divination failed.

It seems that Ian is hiding more things than I imagined... The information is so lacking that he can't even get vague divination results... Klein tightened his lower lip inward, stepped forward a few steps, and bent down to pick up the copper coin.

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That night, in the early morning, No. 138, Rose Long Street, Beckland Bridge area.

Klein changed into a cheap light blue worker outfit, with a black beard on his lips, chin and cheeks. At first glance, he had a rough and barbaric smell.

He wore a dark baseball cap with a low brim that almost covered his eyes.

This hat originally belonged to the hunter of the Republic of Intis, and was different from the traditional deer hunting hat of the Ruen Kingdom, but it has recently become popular in the middle and lower classes of Beckland.

Hiding in the shadow of the Intis sycamore tree next to the road, Klein looked at the house opposite with the help of elegantly shaped gas street lights.

That was Zerrell's home.

The detective is from Southwell County, with his parents, relatives and friends there. He traveled through Beckland alone and gradually gained some fame.

He was still a bachelor, and he only hired two temporary maids, the kind who came to clean up every three days without having to worry about food and accommodation.

At this time, the townhouse he rented was not lighted at all, and it was pitch black.

Klein untied the silver chain inside the cuff of his left wrist, allowing the citrine pendant to hang naturally.

There is danger inside.

There is danger inside.

……

After seven consecutive times, he opened his eyes and saw the spirit swaying clockwise, but the speed was very slow and the amplitude was very small.

It's dangerous, not very big.Klein whispered and confirmed again the items he carried with him, including tarot cards, homemade talismans and Holy Night powder.

After doing all this, he looked around and took advantage of the night and quickly flashed to the opposite side.

Zerrell's home has no exterior corridor, no garden, and no lawn. It is directly next to the street next to the road. Klein goes around to the side and follows the tap water pipes to easily climb to the small balcony on the second floor where clothes are dried.

Immediately afterwards, he took out a tarot card, stuffed it into the gap, and opened the door to the corridor.

According to the house layout diagram drawn by Ian, Klein came to Zerrell's bedroom almost silently.

He tapped his left teeth, opened his spiritual vision, and looked inside through the wooden door.

Spiritual vision can see the color of the aura through unspiritual obstacles, but this is closely related to its own level. Klein can currently observe through the wooden door, but he cannot defeat the stone wall, and the scene he sees will not be too clear.

In his sight, in the bedroom behind the door, there are three human-shaped auras, with hazy colors and are in different positions.

There were always three people ambushing... in order to catch Ian, or someone else?The bedroom is not big… Klein stands in the darkness, thinking calmly about the observed results.

At this time, he suddenly retreated towards the balcony, his steps were still very light.

Back on the balcony, Klein took out a silver sheet from his pocket.

This is the sleeping talisman he tried in the afternoon.

Instead of praying to the goddess of night, he held a ceremony with himself and the fools who did not belong to this era, and then went into the grey fog to respond.

Since this method is difficult to mobilize the power of the mysterious space above the gray fog, Klein can only respond with his own spirituality. The talisman he made in the end was worse than normal, but it was better than the kind I made in my name, barely enough.

Looking around again, Klein covered his mouth and whispered a Guhmith word:

Crimson.

After feeling the talisman cold, he quickly but silently moved to Zerel's bedroom door again, holding the handle while injecting his spirituality into silver flakes.

Squeak!Klein carefully twisted the handle and quietly pushed the door open a gap.

Immediately afterwards, he threw the sleeping talisman in his hand.

After recycling it, Klein closed the door again and started counting silently.

3

2

1

He pushed open the door and rolled on the spot.

Because he did not feel the movement of the three people, Klein stood up and began to look at the scene in the room with the crimson moonlight shining outside the window.

This is a bedroom with a normal layout, with a bed, a row of wardrobes, a desk, a group of small sofas, and a coat rack.

There was a man in a black coat upside down on the other side of the bed. He was sleeping soundly.

In addition, there was another person next to the small sofa and in front of the wardrobe, and they all fell asleep.

After confirming the status of the three people, Klein took a light move, walked to the head of the bed, bent down and found a few short brown hairs.

According to what Ian wrote, Detective Zerrell is a man with short tan hair.

It should be right... Klein whispered, holding the falling hair, came to the small sofa, and sat down slowly, sitting in the darkness dyed with a little blush, intending to use the method of dream divination to find Zeriel.

He leaned against the back of the sofa, his mouth curled up, and he silently said:

This is reasoning...