Lord of the Mysteries

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In the misty morning, Klein sat at his own table and smashed the specially bought oatmeal bread into the milk to improve his eating.

Although his body has changed for a long time, the pursuit and persistence of food is engraved in the soul. It is completely incapable of adapting to the monotonous and repeated breakfast style of the Lun Kingdom. It is only possible to try as much as possible, not to mention toast, bread, bacon, Sausages, butter and butter are trying to expand the border and enrich the way of eating. For example, his recipes include the popular pork pies in the South, Fenerbotte noodles, and grilled corn crepes.

"The caviar of the Fossack Empire is also good, it is too expensive, only suitable for formal meals..." Klein used a spoon to pick up a small piece of soft oatmeal bread, stuff it into the mouth, and only chew it slightly. I felt the milk that was smeared with wheat scent, and the bread returned more sweetly.

After breakfast, Klein put down the fork spoon, did not rush to clean up, picked up the newspapers that had just been sent, and read them leisurely.

Wait a divination. If there is nothing, go to Mr. Reppard on Saatchi Street in St. George's District to see if his new type of transportation has the value of investment... Beckland is really big, almost every district Equivalent to the city of Tingen, the Eastern District is especially exaggerated, at least more than twice... The most convenient and most cost-effective way to travel is to turn your feet and steam to the subway and turn your feet. It is a waste of time... Klein has a long-term divergence of thinking.

- Beckland's public carriage system is similar to Tingen, and the pricing is similar. The only problem is that a large part of them are limited to a single area. If you want to go from Jowood to St. George, you need to transfer on the way. On several occasions, the price naturally went up.

This situation makes the prospects of new modes of transportation very attractive.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

Just then, the huge knock on the door echoed and plunged into Klein's ear.

Who... I don’t know how to pull the doorbell... He muttered two sentences, took care of the neckline, came to the door, and stretched out.

Appearing in front of him is an acquaintance, the plateau man who chased Little Ian on the steam subway, the skin is black, the eye sockets are deep, and the plateau man is thin and thin.

According to the results of Klein's "Psychic", he is called Mersoe, the "sentence person" of the Zmanger party, and the leader of the position is not low.

"Excuse me, which one are you looking for? Is there something you want to entrust me?" Klein deliberately showed some confusion.

Mersey wore a black coat and a flamboyant silk topper, but it was nothing like a gentleman.

His eyes glanced at Klein indifferently, and asked in the Lun language with a strong plateau accent:

"You are Sherlock. Moriarty?"

"Yes," Klein replied succinctly.

Mersson bluntly said:

"I want to entrust you to find someone."

"Specific circumstances come in and say." Klein did not let himself show the slightest exception.

Melso shook his head coldly:

"No need."

After that, his eyes suddenly became sharp:

"The person I am looking for is Ian, Ian Wright. He has bright red eyes, about fifteen or six years old. He likes to wear brown, old coats and the same colored dome hat. I think you should know him."

Klein smiled:

"I do not understand what you are saying."

Mersault did not seem to hear the other party's denial: "He is a thief who stole a very important item from me. If you can find him, you can get at least 10 pounds."

"There are too few clues you have provided." Klein casually found an excuse.

"30 pounds." Mersor gives a new offer.

Klein looked at him and said:

"No, this is a violation of my confidentiality principle."

"50 pounds." Mersor responded coldly.

"...Sorry, I won't pick up this mission." Kline stunned for two seconds and eventually chose to refuse.

Melso slowly looked at him slowly for a few seconds, his eyes gradually becoming cold and fierce.

He did not give a new offer, and did not politely leave, violently turned around and hurried to the end of the street.

The intelligence of this gang is very good... I know Ian has come to see me... Klein secretly sighed two sentences, and did not have too many fears and fears.

After all, I was a person who faced the evil spirits, although I was separated by a layer of belly... Thinking about it, his smile suddenly splendid, and began to flip the coin to decide whether to go out today.

The answer is yes.

............

St. George's District, Saatchi Street.

Klein, who was transferred from the public carriage to the steam subway to the trackless public carriage, finally arrived at the destination, spending a total of 11 pence.

When he just walked out of the carriage, he found that there was a pattering rain outside, and he did not bring an umbrella.

"According to newspapers and magazines, this is the daily life of Beckland. The reason why hats are popular is because ladies and gentlemen don't carry umbrellas at any time..." Kline pressed his half-height silk hat, a small step Run to the outside of the No. 9 house, and use the eaves to cover the rain.

He smacked the obvious drops of water and rang the doorbell.

But he did not hear the sound of Cuckoo Valley, nor did he notice the movement of Dangdang.

"The doorbell is broken?" Kline was about to raise his hand and knock at the door, suddenly finding footsteps far and near.

The figure of the coming of the person naturally appeared in his mind, a tall, thin, dark-haired, blue-eyed Mr. 30-year-old, wearing a gray-blue worker's costume, but looking gentle.

Oops, the door opened, and the gentleman squatted down the forehead:

"Who are you looking for? What is it?"

Klein took off his top hat and bent down slightly:

"I came to Mr. Repard and I am interested in his new type of transportation."

The gentleman’s eyes are bright:

"I am Reppard, please come in."

He leaned over his body and let Klein enter, but there was no coat rack in the foyer.

Klein could only rely on his cane and follow Leipard to the living room without leaving his jacket.

I have to say that this gentleman's home is very messy, and there are many mechanical related items such as wrenches, bearings and screwdrivers placed on the coffee table in the living room.

"How much do you want to invest? Ah, yes, you want to drink coffee, or black tea, the amount... Black tea seems to be gone..." Reppard blurted out.

This gentleman is a bit straightforward. He doesn't seem to be good at interpersonal relationships... Klein's thoughts flashed and changed the scheduled rhetoric. He replied bluntly:

“I have to see your new vehicle before you can make a decision.”

"I can't give a promise without knowing anything."

While talking, he looked around and saw the triangular emblem hanging on the wall.

This is a symbol of the **** of steam and machinery. The solid triangle is filled with symbols such as steam, gears and levers.

Repard did not object to Klein's way of going straight to the subject, immediately said:

"I will lead you to see."

The voice just fell, he slammed his head: "Almost forgot, we must first sign a confidential contract to ensure that you do not steal my invention."

Mr. Reppard, your memory is not very good... Klein smiled and said:

"no problem."

After signing the simple contract, Repard led Klein into the room of the suspected living room. He opened the room and the basement next door, and it became much wider and more open.

The ground is cluttered with many parts, and the rough things of a half-man-high car-like carriage stand in the center.

In addition, the doorbell's line is also connected here, and is cleverly arranged. As long as someone pulls the rope, the mechanical device will pop a steel ball, let it roll along a special track, hit the central thing, and produce echo.

This sound is certainly not too big, but enough to awaken Reppard who is addicted to machinery.

"That is the new type of transport you invented?" Kline pointed to the rough things in the center.

"Yes, I was invented according to the imagination of Russell the Great!" Reppard replied wildly.

"The imagination of Russell the Great?" Kline asked.

Repard explained in a adoring tone:

"Russell the Great left a manuscript, which depicts his imagination of various mechanical devices in the future. He is a brilliant genius, no, master! Many things have become reality! Oh, this one The manuscript is kept in the steam and mechanical church, not a devout believer, there is no way to borrow it."

... Great Emperor, you still give no way to others.... Kline’s mouth is moving, and he is almost unable to keep a smile.

"Specific introduction." He shifted the topic.

Repard led Klein to the rough metal thing and brushed the doorway:

"This is a vehicle that does not require a horse."

"The driver sits in front of the left side, constantly pedaling, connecting four wheels through levers, chains, etc., letting them roll forward, and on the wheels, I use rubber inflation, which will make the ride smooth. ”

So, is the human car? Klein couldn't help but vomit.

He said with a discretion:

"With such a huge car, at least four passengers, I am afraid that I can't travel far."

"This is my next goal, to reduce weight and to multiply the leverage! But my financial situation is not very optimistic and I can't support more attempts." Repard looked at Klein.

“Why don’t you think about other ways? For example, using steam to drive?” Klein slowly organized the language.

Repard shook his head: "This has been invented, but it is very large and there are difficulties in driving on many streets."

This is what Klein and others are saying:

"So, why don't you make a simpler one, for example, only two wheels, only one person, not the outer shell."

“You mean the type of bicycle?” Repard asked as if he was thinking.

What about Russell’s manuscript? Klein was heavily placed:

"Yes."

"The bicycles that other people invented are not very practical... simplifying this... seems to be really, really different... But who will buy?" Reppard said to himself.

Klein gave the direction without hesitation:

"Postman, a working class with a little savings, a businessman who doesn't need too much decent but can save money... there are a lot in Beckland."

Repard thought for a while and nodded slightly:

"...I can try it, but I have no money to buy parts..."

"I invested you 100 pounds, plus my suggestion, I occupy a total of ..." Klein hesitated to say that 10% of the shares, or 15 percent is good, after all, 100 pounds is not strictly too much.

"You can make up 35 percent of the shares! But only for the bike project you describe!" Reppard said first, fearing that the other party made too high a request.

“The deal!” Klein immediately laughed. “We drafted a simple contract and set this up. I will then find a formal contract with a lawyer to add some detailed terms, for example, if someone To invest, you must first get my consent."

"No problem." Repard can't wait to answer, just want to buy parts quickly.

............

In the gloom of the rain, Klein returned to Minsk Street in Jowood.

He entered the house and went straight to the bathroom on the first floor to comfortably solve the problem of swelling of the lower abdomen.

Oh, la la la.

During the resounding of the water, Klein bent down to wash his hands.

Just then, a picture suddenly appeared in his mind:

Inside the wash mirror, he has a head down, a dim environment, and a pair of eyes on the side.

a pair of eyes!