"Well, how long has that MP Mr. Death?" Klein asked as he packed up and pointed directly at the core.

If it takes more than 15 minutes, the information you can get will be reduced in cliff-like shape. If it takes more than 1 hour, you will only get something relatively shallow.

If it is more than one month, the psychic itself is highly likely to fail.

"Sadly, the preliminary inspection report shows that the death of Maynard MP was between 9 and 11 last night." Dunn shook his head and said, "You only need to help, don't consider whether there is any gain."

"Okay." Klein took off his coat, took his hat and cane, and walked out of the guard room, while Dunn Smith took over the Channis Gate instead.

In fact, theoretically speaking, as an extraordinary person, as long as his spirituality is improved, spiritual vision, divination, ritual magic and other things can be learned, especially the "Sleepless" sequence is also known for its high inspiration.

But in fact, the differences between "professions" in different sequences are still very obvious in similar aspects. For example, Dunn Smith and Leonard Mitchell currently have spiritual vision, but the aura they see is only light white or light blue, and they cannot accurately distinguish the state of different parts of the human body. Of course, in the spiritual vision state, they can definitely see ghosts and spiritual things directly, but this is not simple and effective without its own inspiration.

This also caused the problem that "Sleepless Midnight Poet" and "Nightmare" did not like to turn on spiritual vision.

Similarly, if they are willing, they can learn methods such as spiritual placing, divination, and dream divination, but the success rate is not worth looking forward to.

The same is true in the realm of ritual magic.

When the two passed by, Dunn suddenly spoke:

"I forgot to say just now that Inspector Tole is also responsible for this matter. He is waiting for you in the reception hall of the security company. Remember to change into your new uniform and get a new ID."

Klein asked without surprise:

"New uniforms, new documents? The Tingen City Police Department is very efficient."

He was promoted to Sequence 8 yesterday...

"Because this case is very important, so..." Dunn spread his hands and sat in front of Klein.

Klein returned to the upper floors and did not rush to the reception hall. Instead, he entered the nighttimer's rest room and went to the attached bathroom to solve personal problems. The guard room only provided toilets, water bottles and basins.

Then, he changed into a special police costume upgraded to two silver stars and a soft hat with "two swords crossed, surrounded by the crown".

After transferring things like "Materials for the Azker Copper Whistle Ceremony of Yangyan Talisman", Klein sorted out his clothes and walked out of the lounge with his cane.

As soon as he passed through the partition, he saw Inspector Tole sitting in the sofa area.

After a while, the tall police officer became more rounded, his belly became more outstanding, and his thick beard and hair were like a brown bear who had just escaped from the circus.

"I'm very happy to be able to cooperate with you again." Seeing that he knew the night-time person, Tole immediately breathed a sigh of relief, leaned forward and stood up, stretched out his bear's paw.

No, palm... Krain silently corrected himself and shook his hands politely:

"Me too."

At this time, Toller glanced at Klein's two silver stars shining epaulettes and said with a little enviousness:

"We're on par, it's less than a month."

Klein wanted to say seriously, "We may bear ten times more danger than you", but when he said that, he thought of his current identity sequence 8 "Clown".

Maybe he could try it... With the reflection of his soul's facial expression, his mouth curled up and his smile obviously replied:

"Maybe in two or three months, you will call me the sir."

"You are so humorous." Toler laughed and pointed at the outsider, "Let's go?"

"Okay." Klein did not give up his cane. For him, this "weapon" was considered true after becoming a "clown".

After leaving the gate of Black Thorn Security Company, Klein and Toller went downstairs side by side, one thin and the other was fat, and the contrast was very clear.

"I think we can even go to the circus to make those audiences laugh." Klein suddenly laughed.

Toller nodded in agreement and said:

"Yes, I think our comparison is very comic. You know? Some circuses are trying to perform with a clown combination of fat, thin, and different heights."

No, actually I mean the trainer and the brown bear... Crane certainly wouldn't say such rude words, he echoed:

“It’s a pity that we in Tingen do not have a fixed circus.”

"Yes, but we still have an opera house, a grand theater, and a concert hall." Inspector Tole responded with a little regret.

The two exchanged greetings on the police station's carriage, and it was not until this time that Klein turned the topic to the case:

“Is MP Maynard sure he was murdered?”

"Not sure, but his wife, his two sons, were unwilling to believe in the possibility of sudden illness. Well, there were indeed some problems at the scene. When Maynard was discovered, he was not wearing any clothes and lay on the bed in the guest room." Toller said carefully.

"Does he and his wife sleep in separate rooms?" Klein leaned back against the wall of the carriage, imitating the protagonists of various detective films he had watched in his previous life.

Toller shook his head and said:

"No, his wife has not been in Tingen in recent days. She went to Beckland to attend an important social dance. You may not know that she is the daughter of a new party leader and the lower house MP. She is still on the steam train back to Tingen, just expressing her attitude in advance by telegram."

"Mainard is also a member of the new party and has been a member of the city of Tingen for more than ten years. He intends to target the mayor position in next year's campaign."

"That is, his death may be related to this?" Klein asked casually, and then burst into laughter. "I'm just helping with the 'automoblasty'. Other things are not within the scope of my concern, so you don't have to answer."

Toller sighed indifferently:

"The autopsy...you are very cautious."

"As for your guess, I can only say that maybe, last night, Councillor Maynard held a party at home, there were too many guests coming and going, and we were unable to identify the main suspects for the time being. Moreover, these guests all have decent identities, and we must be cautious enough to not make mistakes."

"I understand." Klein nodded slightly, and asked about some details of the scene with interest.

Maynard's home is located in Jinwutong District. It is a single-family house. It is surrounded by gardens and lawns in front, back, left and right. It has stables, fountains, and wide roads made of cement.

Klein wore a soft hat with a police emblem, followed Inspector Tole, passed through the useless blockade line, and entered the main entrance of the second-story building under the gaze of police officers.

In the living room area, two men and two women, four intern inspectors were talking to someone and collecting confessions.

At first glance, Klein found many gentlemen in tuxedoes, as well as several ladies with gorgeous palace dresses and fine black veils covering their faces.

"They were all guests who spent the night here last night," Toller explained, leading Klein to the stairs and headed straight to the second floor.

Along the way, perhaps because of the effect of inspecting the epaulette, the police officers searching the house saw both of them showing respectful expressions without any stop.

"This is the guest room where the body of Councillor Maynard was discovered." Tolle, who was tall and burly, stopped in front of a dark redwood door.

Klein asked thoughtfully:

“Who did this room belong to last night?”

"It doesn't belong to anyone. There are too many guest bedrooms in this house, and it doesn't come in handy." Toler put on white gloves and reached out and unscrewed the crimson wooden door.

He asked the police officer in charge of the guard to leave temporarily, nodded to Klein and said:

"Inspector Moretti, I'll leave it to you next."

"May the goddess bless you and me, and hope that there will be rewards." Klein also put on white gloves and locked the door.

He walked to the bedside, watching the dark red sheets being extremely messy, and the body covered with white cloth lying on it.

Klein is now a person who has seen the world. He pulled the white cloth away without fear and looked at Councillor Maynard.

The gentleman was in his forties, his golden hair was very short, and there was a mixed expression of pain and pleasure on his face.

Klein took two steps back, took out the corresponding materials, and quickly prepared for the psychic ritual.

After a spell, he silently recited the divination sentence that had long been thought of in the quiet and distant fragrance and the cold wind surrounding him:

"The cause of the death of MP Maynard."

"The cause of the death of MP Maynard."

...

While reciting silently, Klein stepped back to the high-back chair and sat down slowly.

His eyes turned dark, he leaned back and quickly entered a deep sleep.

In the illusory, blurred and hazy world, he suddenly saw the gentleman just now.

Maynard opened his blue eyes and was lying on a woman with outstanding figure and fair skin to sprint hard.

He first showed an extremely satisfied and extremely happy expression, then suddenly withdrew his right hand and pressed his chest, and his expression twisted to the point of hideousness.

Bang!

As Maynard fell, the picture quickly shattered, and Klein opened his eyes and woke up from his dream.

I didn't expect that I could watch a dirty movie in this way... So, Councillor Maynard died in a bed where he had an affair and died of being too fucked? Klein laughed softly and rubbed his forehead.

He took out the pen and paper, and used the ceremony again to depict the lady he saw in his dream, of course, from below his neck.

This is a woman who is difficult to tell the specific age. She has a mature style in her thirties and a pure taste of youth. Her eyes are moist and shiny, giving people a pitiful feeling.

Looking at his own work, Klein packed up the ritual materials and removed the wall of spirituality.

He turned his body sideways and reached out to grab the silver-inlaid staff leaning against him.

Suddenly, he heard the sound of jogging in his throat, causing the sound of jogging to pop up on the surface of his skin!

Klein suddenly looked at the bed, and saw that Congressman Maynard's hands clutched the dark red sheets, and his palms were so blue and black that it burst.

With a blink of an eye, the MP who died between 9:00 and 11:00 last night sat up, saliva flowing from the corners of his mouth, and his eyes were open.

ps: Tomorrow is Dragon Boat Festival, so add another chapter, old time, early morning, noon and evening.

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