The cement-made road is dirty due to the long rain. The gas street lamps on both sides of the adult men exuded a bright but misty light due to the wetness of the glass cover.

A taxi carriage was driving in the night, with pedestrians around them wearing hats or umbrellas.

Klein leaned against the wall of the cabin and watched the streets of Beckland at night without any worries.

At this moment, he suddenly felt that the temperature inside the car had dropped a lot, and the cold wind was lingering and wandering.

Klein suddenly turned his head and saw the bodyguard wearing a black Gothic court dress sitting opposite him at some point.

Her voice said in a illusory and erratic manner:

"That 'Eye of Wisdom' has noticed my existence."

Sure enough... Klein nodded without surprise: "He has several magical items, perhaps it was only discovered by these things. I even suspect that there is an organization behind him."

Otherwise, even if it takes more than 30 years to collect several relatively powerful magical items, even if it takes more than 30 years. The previous "Leverend General of Hurricane" Zillingers, as one of the seven pirate generals, only had one "squirming hunger". Of course, the latter is more likely to be highly savvy and look down on ordinary magical items. After all, you can achieve comprehensiveness and no weaknesses by relying on "squirming hunger".

Well, it is a reasonable explanation for the Eye of Wisdom itself to be rich. If you organize so many parties and find suitable magical items, you will get them at any cost. More than 30 years have passed, and it is not too incredible to have several collections... Alas, this is the rhythm of having a mine at home or opening a bank... Klein complained in his heart.

He did not mention in detail that he actually speculated that the "Eye of Wisdom" was the church of the God of Steam and Machinery, or the church of the God of Knowledge and Wisdom, and was afraid that the fact that he was not just an extraordinary person was exposed to the bodyguard.

The blonde-haired bodyguard nodded gently, as if agreeing with Klein's suspicion.

Suddenly, she frowned slightly and looked at the car window opposite:

“It smells very strong.”

A strong smell of blood... Klein turned around in confusion and looked out the window.

In the sparse and thin rain, there is a secluded alley there.

Near the entrance of the alley, there was a woman in a gorgeous long dress upside down.

At this time, a pedestrian passed by, glanced carefully, and suddenly screamed.

The horse was a little frightened in the screams, and the coachman quickly tightened the reins, and the speed of the carriage slowed down.

With the light of the gas street light, Klein saw the woman lying on the ground at the alley with a blue face and a deep hole in her abdomen. The internal organs seemed to have been hollowed out.

The blood on the ground around her was slowly flowing, red and rich.

This... As a qualified former night watchman, he quickly thought of many similar cases of crimes.

These examples are often related to demon worship!

When it comes to demon worship, it is difficult to bypass an ancient organization, which first appeared in the "Blood Worship Cult" in the Fourth Age!

According to records, this is a loose alliance formed by worshipping demons. There are several so-called demon families, such as North, Andrerad and Belia families, who do not belong to each other.

They persistently spread the devil's beliefs widely and created many bloody crimes. Mrs. Oriana, an accountant of the Tingen market value Nightclub team, was one of the victims, but fortunately saved.

Of course, not all similar cases were done by them, and many people thought those things were cool and started imitating crime.

"It's very similar to the blood worship sect." The bodyguard whispered, and his figure quickly became transparent and disappeared, not caring whether Klein understood or not.

At this time, the carriage had passed the crime scene, and Klein also found that a patrol police were coming, so he curbed the idea of ​​getting out of the car and observing it, thinking that he was an ordinary citizen passing by.

Well, Mr. Moriarty, a citizen...

The Blood Worship Cult has mastered the "criminal" approach, also known as the demonic approach. It is said that after Sequence 7, the corresponding extraordinary person will gradually become demonized, but it will only be manifested in specific occasions and specific situations...

Sequence 9, "criminal", has a strong body, keen intuition and various criminal abilities, but the conscience has not yet been destroyed... Sequence 8, known as "cold-blooded man" in ancient times, and the modern name is "Folding Angel", which means that from then on, he will lose his conscience, and he will flow with evil desires, and his body will become more inhuman, and he will obtain some magic-like abilities of demons... Sequence 7, "Serial Killer", masters many knowledge and rituals of worshiping demons, and likes to please demons with special serial murders...

I don't know what the sequence is...

About the Blood Worship and the knowledge about the demonic path flashed through Klein's mind. The drizzle outside seemed to be a little heavier, and the rainwater on the car window gathered and slid down, and the whole world became quiet and not clear enough.

"I think so much to do, there will definitely be a team of extraordinary people taking over such things, maybe a punishment person, or a night watcher, so I don't need to worry about it." Klein shook his head and laughed, muttering in his heart.

When he returned to No. 15 Minsk Street, he had already thrown the case behind him. He first went to the next door and knocked on the door of Summer's house, asking Mrs. Starling to transfer it to Mary, asking her to come to get evidence tomorrow afternoon, and then wash and read the newspaper to learn about the current situation and various news about Beckland.

The next day, Saturday morning, Klein slowly used breakfast, went out to pick up the newly washed photos, and chose the faces of Doragu, Gale and Erica Taylor the most clearly visible, which best reflects their passion.

After putting down the photos, he rushed to the Rice Police Station before Mrs. Mary came to the door and successfully got the 10 pound bail.

During this process, he also saw the real Sheriff Farsin there, which was a little uncomfortable.

After taking out the remaining £500 cash from the account, Klein, who had been busy all morning, finally had nothing to do.

Before preparing lunch, he gave the remaining 600 pounds to the bodyguard lady in one breath, and he had a total of 146 pounds and 8 sul 5 pence left on him, which was all his property that he could use.

There was no debt except Miss Justice… Klein relaxedly frying himself a bone-bound steak and poured it with black pepper sauce.

Just as he was in a good mood to taste the 70% ripe texture, the doorbell was suddenly ringing, and the jingling sound echoed continuously.

"Mrs. Mary? Is it too early?" Klein put down his knife and fork in confusion and walked towards the door.

He paused for two seconds, and the image of a visitor outside naturally appeared in his mind.

It was an old-school gentleman wearing a light gray coat, a half-height silk top hat, and a black gold-clad walking stick. He had sharp blue eyes, a little bit of white on his sideburns, and nasolabial folds were deeply engraved on his face, making his muscles appear droopy.

"Who are you looking for?" Klein asked open the door.

The old-school gentleman said in a strong accent of the East Coast of the Mihai:

"Are you Detective Charlotte Moriarty?"

"Do you have something to entrust?" Klein nodded, letting the road open, and leading the old gentleman to the living room.

He hesitated for two seconds and asked:

"Do you want coffee or black tea?"

"A cup of hot water, thank you." The old-school gentleman took off his hat and sat down.

Very good, it's very simple... Maybe I have to consider hiring an assistant, pouring tea and water, cleaning the room... Klein thought divergently, and turned to the kitchen to rinse a cup.

He put the hot water in front of the old gentleman, walked to the single sofa, held his hands together and sat down:

“What should I call you?”

"Miller Carter." The old gentleman replied in concise language.

"Mr. Carter, what do you want to entrust?" Klein asked directly without saying a greeting.

While speaking, he quietly opened his spiritual vision and observed the opposite side.

The old gentleman is quite healthy, and the color of the aura of the left leg joint is a bit problematic, probably arthritis... His emotions are mainly blue when he thinks calmly, with a little anxiety... Klein just glanced at it and had roughly concluded.

Miller Carter picked up the white porcelain cup and stroked the outer layer and said:

"This is the thing. I bought a house on Williams Street. Oh, I'm from Jianhaijun. Because of the business, I will settle in Beckland in the future."

Where is Williams Street? Less than a month after arriving in Beckland, I either check the map or rely on my intuitive Crane to make myself look calm and reliable.

Miller Carter glanced at him and continued at his gaze:

"The house is said to have been originally a bankrupt viscount. It happened about 20 or 30 years ago. After several re-selling, I finally bought it."

"I planned to do some modern style modifications, but found that there was a hidden secret door in the basement leading to a large underground building. I considered that the inside might not be safe, so I temporarily stopped the construction and prevented workers and servants from exploring rashly. I hope you can help confirm the situation inside the underground building."

Underground buildings...Ancient ruins?Secret treasures?Kline thought for a while and said:

"Why don't you call the police?"

"The police can mobilize dozens or hundreds of times more resources than I am a private detective, and the exploration effect will definitely be better and more guaranteed."

Miller Carter rubbed the position between his eyes:

"I don't want too many people to know about this, especially government departments."

“If it is confirmed that there is no danger inside that underground building, I intend to repurpose it as part of the entire house.”

"I know, this is a high risk for you. I am willing to pay 50 pounds for this, but you can't find more than three assistants. I can also make some compensation based on the specific experience afterwards."

50 pounds, the price is very high... If I were an ordinary detective, it would be equivalent to my income for two or three months... He first arrived in Beckland and did not know other detectives, so he could only read newspapers and hired people, so he came to me... Klein said in a few seconds:

"I'll think about it."

He suddenly showed an apologetic smile and pointed to the back and said, "I'll go to the bathroom."

Miller Carter nodded slightly and took a sip of hot water.

Entering the bathroom and closing the wooden door, Klein looked at the washing mirror and took out a one-half-penny copper coin.

Because he had a bodyguard, he could not confirm it on the gray fog, so he had to rely solely on his own divination level.

"I should accept this order."

...

Klein recited it silently seven times, popped up the copper coin, and looked at it rolling and falling with deep eyes.

Bang!

The copper coins fell into his palm, and the king's avatar was facing up to show his affirmation.

Klein nodded slightly and whispered to the air:

"What about your intuition?"

The figure of a bodyguard lady quickly appeared in the mirror, and she still replied without any expression:

“There is some danger, but not a big deal.”

Very good... Klein put away his coins, washed his hands, turned around and walked out of the bathroom and into the living room.

He looked at Miller Carter and smiled:

"I'll accept this commission."

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