After a few seconds of slowing down, Klein turned on his spiritual vision and looked around the room. Under the crimson moonlight, Mrs. Sharon's bedroom was decorated in luxury and gorgeous.
Thick carpets, spacious spaces, velvet covers, messy tables of various skin care products and cosmetics, jewelry with different brilliances, half-open and half-closed cloakrooms, thin clothes and suspender stockings thrown on rocking chairs, and many decorations inlaid with gold wire, all reflected in Klein's eyes.
The most eye-catching thing in the whole room is an unfinished oil painting, with Mrs. Sheron herself exposed with her body. Her brown hair is like a waterfall, and her brown eyes are like the eyes of a deer in the forest. It is pure and moist, but her eyebrows are curled up and her nose is straightened, and her lips are outlined. The two are mixed together in a contradictory posture, but they exudes amazing charm.
Klein only glanced down his neck and didn't look closely. This was not a serious matter. He even watched the other party's dirty movies, so what else is he afraid of?
His attention was attracted by the paint, plates, brushes, and a silver-plated full-length mirror next to the painting.
Such combination, such placement, and such positional relationship gave him a strange idea, that is, the author of this oil painting was Mrs. Sherron herself, not a painter she had hooked up with.
A woman with a charming appearance, outstanding figure, charming and innocent look, takes off her clothes, depicts herself while looking in the mirror, and records her beauty... Such a scene feels weird... Mrs. Sharon is too narcissistic, right?
Klein mumbled silently, retracted his gaze and began to search for possible evidence of crime.
According to Leonard and Fry's teaching, he was wearing black gloves and every time he searched, he had to remember what he was originally like in advance so that he could recover later.
For a fortune teller, this is not at all difficult. If you forget, you can easily recall it with the skills of dream divination.
Of course, before going out tonight, he also taught himself the divination. There was no danger and it was quite smooth.
This is what a qualified charlatan should do... Even if I am already a clown... Klein complained about himself and spent nearly twenty minutes searching Mrs. Sharon's bedroom, but he didn't find anything worth paying attention to, nor did he see any spiritual light.
Finally, he stopped in front of the safe in a corner of the room.
The iron-gray one meter high, thick and heavy, giving people an extremely strong feeling. It seems that it can't be opened even if it is brought with explosives.
It really has the characteristics of the Steam Ah... It must have an extremely complex mechanical combination... Klein tried to unlock the lock and shamefully encountered failure.
He pushed the safe matter to the end for the moment, took off his left glove and removed the citrine pendant wrapped around his wrist.
Holding the silver chain and letting the spirit sag, Klein eliminated the heat caused by the fragrance in the room and entered a state of meditation.
His eyes turned deeper and he said to himself:
This room has a secret room or a secret compartment.
This room has a secret room or a secret compartment.
……
After seven times, Klein's eyes returned to normal color, and his eyes looked at the citrine pendant and saw it spinning counterclockwise.
This means no.
Klein nodded slightly, left Mrs. Sheron's bedroom, followed the process just now, and quietly searched for places such as study, living room, sun room, etc., but failed to find useful and valuable clues.
The reason why he didn't use the method of finding things was because he didn't know what he was looking for.
He took out the silver pocket watch with branches and patterns, pressed it and checked it, confirmed the time, and then turned back to Mrs. Sheron's bedroom.
Carefully closing the wooden door, Klein took out the ritual silver dagger, squirting out the spirituality, allowing it to combine with the power of nature, and blocking the entire room.
He wants to summon himself!
He wanted to drill into the thick safe in the form of a spirit and check the items inside!
I don’t need to know how to unlock the lock!Klein muttered in Chinese.
Because I was praying to myself, all the processes could be simple and not so particular, so Klein took out a candle mixed with sandalwood and lit it with his spirituality, even if the altar was arranged.
I!
I call in my name:
The fool who does not belong to this era, the mysterious master above the gray fog, and the king of yellow and black who controls good luck.
The sound of the spell echoed in Mrs. Sheron's bedroom, and Klein's spirituality surged out, blending with the candlelight into a gray, palm-sized light curtain.
Immediately afterwards, he walked four steps backwards, roared through and into the gray fog.
Looking at the summoning door behind the high-backed chair at the top of the ancient long table, Klein was about to respond when he was stunned.
Anyway, I have come in. I will do a divination by the way to see if I can find any clues... Here, in addition to interference being eliminated, my ability is still enhanced... Moreover, the environment in which I am in makes the current divination equivalent to using the items that Mrs. Sharon carries with me... He sat down and showed parchment paper and a round belly pen in front of him.
What to divine?Klein fell into thinking:
Mrs. Sharon has a problem?
No, everyone has made mistakes, everyone has certain problems.
Mrs. Sharon is involved in crime?
...This is not rigorous enough. As a famous socialite, it is normal for him to be involved in some dirty and unproveable things... And what is the definition of crime?The laws of the Kingdom of Ruon, or the Republic of Intis, or the proof of my free mind?
……
As his thoughts rolled, Klein didn't want to waste time. After all, his body was still in the real world, so he planned to confirm the related divination he had done before.
Picking up the pen without writing, a divination statement appeared on the parchment in front of him:
There is an extraordinary influence on John Maynard's death.
This was a divination that Klein did when he went to Maynard's house to help the police psychic. The answer was no.
Holding the silver chain, the citrine pendant was only a little bit close to the words on the parchment paper. Klein half closed his eyes and silently recited the divination sentence:
There is an extraordinary influence on John Maynard's death.
There is an extraordinary influence on John Maynard's death.
……
After repeating it seven times, he opened his eyes and looked at Ling Wing, his pupils suddenly shrank.
The citrine pendant is turning clockwise!
And the clockwise rotation indicates affirmation!
There is an extraordinary influence on the death of Congressman Maynard!
Klein stared at the slowly calming spirit swing, and his heart rolled:
My divination at that time was affected and disturbed...
Mrs. Sharon is an extraordinary person, a very powerful extraordinary person?Or is there a person like this behind her helping her plan for the death of Councillor Maynard?
In order to get rid of this strong contender for the mayor throne, and to get rid of the future members of the House of Commons of the New Party?
One thought flashed by one by one, and Klein wrote a new divination sentence:
Mrs. Schallen is an extraordinary person.
He still recited silently seven times, and still put the spiritual method. Klein completed divination with the help of some information related to Mrs. Sharon's current environment and saw the answer.
The answer is that the citrine pendant is rotating clockwise, and the answer is yes!
Mrs. Sharon is an extraordinary person... Klein's heart tightened and he did not delay any more. He immediately responded to his call and pushed open the mysterious door.
After chaos and dizziness, he saw Mrs. Sharon's bedroom and himself.
Klein half-floating and half-flying to the bulky safe, poked out his right hand and reached in carefully.
Since Mrs. Schallen is an extraordinary person, he must beware of the other party setting traps in the safe.
In this spiritual state that is mixed with some power in the mysterious space and most of his own spirituality, Klein does not need to divine anymore. Just by getting close to danger, he can get a prompt that most of the essence of divination relies on the star spirit body to travel to the spiritual world to obtain enlightenment. Simply put, it comes from his own spirituality.
The near-transparent palm passed through the thick metal door, and Klein noticed no abnormality.
After scanning both up and down, left and right, he suddenly rushed forward and his entire spiritual body drilled into the safe.
He saw that it was divided into three layers, one with standard gold bars, thick banknotes and more expensive jewelry, and one with many documents lacking a cover. Klein puffed up his cheeks, blew it a few times, but failed to open it successfully, and saw the contents inside.
Well, let's try again with Mr. Azk's bronze whistle... Klein has tried it before. With the spirit completely wrapped around the Sun Flame Talisman and the Azk's bronze whistle, these two items can penetrate the obstacles and seem to become semi-real and semi-illusory existences.
The bottom layer of the safe is quite weird, and only a black and white photo is placed, which shows a young man with beautiful eyes.
Mrs. Sharon’s former lover?They were forcibly broken up, and Mrs. Sheron had to marry the old baron, so she began to fall and wandered on the beds of one man after another, but deep inside her, she still retained a pure land. Whenever the night was late, she would take out this photo and rub it with tears... Klein instantly thought of a sad and desolate romance drama.
However, the more he looked, the worse it became, because the young man in the photo seemed, probably, to look a little like Mrs. Sharon...
Mrs. Sharon's younger brother?
She is an extraordinary person...Fuck, she is not the way for the witch, right?
Like Triss, the instigator!
A sudden light of inspiration flashed in Klein's heart, which scared him himself.
Why did Tris stay in Tingen before? Is she having companions here?Klein looked at the photos carefully and felt that the young man was quite similar to Mrs. Sharon.
His almost transparent face made a grin, feeling that he could no longer face the little dirty film before.
Restrained his emotions, Klein groped around the safe to see if there was something else hidden.
Although he cannot pick up paper now, the feeling of passing through objects and passing through air is different, and the feeling of different density items is also different.
While exploring, Klein was suddenly stunned.
He touched a hole and a mezzanine on the side of the safe near the wall!
After confirming that there was no danger, Klein got in, and his eyes reflected the ointment, incense, herbal powder and other items, reflecting a statue of a god carved from white bones.
The statue is the size of a palm. It is vaguely a beautiful woman with very long hair that extends to her ankles, and it is clear and thick like a poisonous snake.
At the top of each hair, there is also an eye carved, which is closed or open, densely packed.
Klein was startled, smelled some evil smell, and hurriedly exited the mezzanine.
He finally understood the reason why the divination room and secret space failed just now!
Thick carpets, spacious spaces, velvet covers, messy tables of various skin care products and cosmetics, jewelry with different brilliances, half-open and half-closed cloakrooms, thin clothes and suspender stockings thrown on rocking chairs, and many decorations inlaid with gold wire, all reflected in Klein's eyes.
The most eye-catching thing in the whole room is an unfinished oil painting, with Mrs. Sheron herself exposed with her body. Her brown hair is like a waterfall, and her brown eyes are like the eyes of a deer in the forest. It is pure and moist, but her eyebrows are curled up and her nose is straightened, and her lips are outlined. The two are mixed together in a contradictory posture, but they exudes amazing charm.
Klein only glanced down his neck and didn't look closely. This was not a serious matter. He even watched the other party's dirty movies, so what else is he afraid of?
His attention was attracted by the paint, plates, brushes, and a silver-plated full-length mirror next to the painting.
Such combination, such placement, and such positional relationship gave him a strange idea, that is, the author of this oil painting was Mrs. Sherron herself, not a painter she had hooked up with.
A woman with a charming appearance, outstanding figure, charming and innocent look, takes off her clothes, depicts herself while looking in the mirror, and records her beauty... Such a scene feels weird... Mrs. Sharon is too narcissistic, right?
Klein mumbled silently, retracted his gaze and began to search for possible evidence of crime.
According to Leonard and Fry's teaching, he was wearing black gloves and every time he searched, he had to remember what he was originally like in advance so that he could recover later.
For a fortune teller, this is not at all difficult. If you forget, you can easily recall it with the skills of dream divination.
Of course, before going out tonight, he also taught himself the divination. There was no danger and it was quite smooth.
This is what a qualified charlatan should do... Even if I am already a clown... Klein complained about himself and spent nearly twenty minutes searching Mrs. Sharon's bedroom, but he didn't find anything worth paying attention to, nor did he see any spiritual light.
Finally, he stopped in front of the safe in a corner of the room.
The iron-gray one meter high, thick and heavy, giving people an extremely strong feeling. It seems that it can't be opened even if it is brought with explosives.
It really has the characteristics of the Steam Ah... It must have an extremely complex mechanical combination... Klein tried to unlock the lock and shamefully encountered failure.
He pushed the safe matter to the end for the moment, took off his left glove and removed the citrine pendant wrapped around his wrist.
Holding the silver chain and letting the spirit sag, Klein eliminated the heat caused by the fragrance in the room and entered a state of meditation.
His eyes turned deeper and he said to himself:
This room has a secret room or a secret compartment.
This room has a secret room or a secret compartment.
……
After seven times, Klein's eyes returned to normal color, and his eyes looked at the citrine pendant and saw it spinning counterclockwise.
This means no.
Klein nodded slightly, left Mrs. Sheron's bedroom, followed the process just now, and quietly searched for places such as study, living room, sun room, etc., but failed to find useful and valuable clues.
The reason why he didn't use the method of finding things was because he didn't know what he was looking for.
He took out the silver pocket watch with branches and patterns, pressed it and checked it, confirmed the time, and then turned back to Mrs. Sheron's bedroom.
Carefully closing the wooden door, Klein took out the ritual silver dagger, squirting out the spirituality, allowing it to combine with the power of nature, and blocking the entire room.
He wants to summon himself!
He wanted to drill into the thick safe in the form of a spirit and check the items inside!
I don’t need to know how to unlock the lock!Klein muttered in Chinese.
Because I was praying to myself, all the processes could be simple and not so particular, so Klein took out a candle mixed with sandalwood and lit it with his spirituality, even if the altar was arranged.
I!
I call in my name:
The fool who does not belong to this era, the mysterious master above the gray fog, and the king of yellow and black who controls good luck.
The sound of the spell echoed in Mrs. Sheron's bedroom, and Klein's spirituality surged out, blending with the candlelight into a gray, palm-sized light curtain.
Immediately afterwards, he walked four steps backwards, roared through and into the gray fog.
Looking at the summoning door behind the high-backed chair at the top of the ancient long table, Klein was about to respond when he was stunned.
Anyway, I have come in. I will do a divination by the way to see if I can find any clues... Here, in addition to interference being eliminated, my ability is still enhanced... Moreover, the environment in which I am in makes the current divination equivalent to using the items that Mrs. Sharon carries with me... He sat down and showed parchment paper and a round belly pen in front of him.
What to divine?Klein fell into thinking:
Mrs. Sharon has a problem?
No, everyone has made mistakes, everyone has certain problems.
Mrs. Sharon is involved in crime?
...This is not rigorous enough. As a famous socialite, it is normal for him to be involved in some dirty and unproveable things... And what is the definition of crime?The laws of the Kingdom of Ruon, or the Republic of Intis, or the proof of my free mind?
……
As his thoughts rolled, Klein didn't want to waste time. After all, his body was still in the real world, so he planned to confirm the related divination he had done before.
Picking up the pen without writing, a divination statement appeared on the parchment in front of him:
There is an extraordinary influence on John Maynard's death.
This was a divination that Klein did when he went to Maynard's house to help the police psychic. The answer was no.
Holding the silver chain, the citrine pendant was only a little bit close to the words on the parchment paper. Klein half closed his eyes and silently recited the divination sentence:
There is an extraordinary influence on John Maynard's death.
There is an extraordinary influence on John Maynard's death.
……
After repeating it seven times, he opened his eyes and looked at Ling Wing, his pupils suddenly shrank.
The citrine pendant is turning clockwise!
And the clockwise rotation indicates affirmation!
There is an extraordinary influence on the death of Congressman Maynard!
Klein stared at the slowly calming spirit swing, and his heart rolled:
My divination at that time was affected and disturbed...
Mrs. Sharon is an extraordinary person, a very powerful extraordinary person?Or is there a person like this behind her helping her plan for the death of Councillor Maynard?
In order to get rid of this strong contender for the mayor throne, and to get rid of the future members of the House of Commons of the New Party?
One thought flashed by one by one, and Klein wrote a new divination sentence:
Mrs. Schallen is an extraordinary person.
He still recited silently seven times, and still put the spiritual method. Klein completed divination with the help of some information related to Mrs. Sharon's current environment and saw the answer.
The answer is that the citrine pendant is rotating clockwise, and the answer is yes!
Mrs. Sharon is an extraordinary person... Klein's heart tightened and he did not delay any more. He immediately responded to his call and pushed open the mysterious door.
After chaos and dizziness, he saw Mrs. Sharon's bedroom and himself.
Klein half-floating and half-flying to the bulky safe, poked out his right hand and reached in carefully.
Since Mrs. Schallen is an extraordinary person, he must beware of the other party setting traps in the safe.
In this spiritual state that is mixed with some power in the mysterious space and most of his own spirituality, Klein does not need to divine anymore. Just by getting close to danger, he can get a prompt that most of the essence of divination relies on the star spirit body to travel to the spiritual world to obtain enlightenment. Simply put, it comes from his own spirituality.
The near-transparent palm passed through the thick metal door, and Klein noticed no abnormality.
After scanning both up and down, left and right, he suddenly rushed forward and his entire spiritual body drilled into the safe.
He saw that it was divided into three layers, one with standard gold bars, thick banknotes and more expensive jewelry, and one with many documents lacking a cover. Klein puffed up his cheeks, blew it a few times, but failed to open it successfully, and saw the contents inside.
Well, let's try again with Mr. Azk's bronze whistle... Klein has tried it before. With the spirit completely wrapped around the Sun Flame Talisman and the Azk's bronze whistle, these two items can penetrate the obstacles and seem to become semi-real and semi-illusory existences.
The bottom layer of the safe is quite weird, and only a black and white photo is placed, which shows a young man with beautiful eyes.
Mrs. Sharon’s former lover?They were forcibly broken up, and Mrs. Sheron had to marry the old baron, so she began to fall and wandered on the beds of one man after another, but deep inside her, she still retained a pure land. Whenever the night was late, she would take out this photo and rub it with tears... Klein instantly thought of a sad and desolate romance drama.
However, the more he looked, the worse it became, because the young man in the photo seemed, probably, to look a little like Mrs. Sharon...
Mrs. Sharon's younger brother?
She is an extraordinary person...Fuck, she is not the way for the witch, right?
Like Triss, the instigator!
A sudden light of inspiration flashed in Klein's heart, which scared him himself.
Why did Tris stay in Tingen before? Is she having companions here?Klein looked at the photos carefully and felt that the young man was quite similar to Mrs. Sharon.
His almost transparent face made a grin, feeling that he could no longer face the little dirty film before.
Restrained his emotions, Klein groped around the safe to see if there was something else hidden.
Although he cannot pick up paper now, the feeling of passing through objects and passing through air is different, and the feeling of different density items is also different.
While exploring, Klein was suddenly stunned.
He touched a hole and a mezzanine on the side of the safe near the wall!
After confirming that there was no danger, Klein got in, and his eyes reflected the ointment, incense, herbal powder and other items, reflecting a statue of a god carved from white bones.
The statue is the size of a palm. It is vaguely a beautiful woman with very long hair that extends to her ankles, and it is clear and thick like a poisonous snake.
At the top of each hair, there is also an eye carved, which is closed or open, densely packed.
Klein was startled, smelled some evil smell, and hurriedly exited the mezzanine.
He finally understood the reason why the divination room and secret space failed just now!
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