Lord of the Mysteries

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The notebook of the Antigonus family is in the room opposite the kidnapper!

Although this is a coincidence, Klein believes that he feels right.

He immediately turned away from the bed and took off the old clothes he wore while sleeping 2 or 3 times.

He took the white shirt next to him and put it on his body, quickly snapping the button from top to bottom.

One, two, three … He suddenly noticed that there were “less” buttons, and the left and right sides did not seem to be very symmetrical.

Upon closer inspection, Klein found that he had the wrong button from the very beginning, which made the shirt twisted.

He shook his head, took a deep breath, and slowly spit out, using a little meditation skills, to restore a certain calm.

Wearing a white shirt and black trousers, he barely fits the underarm strap and takes the revolver hidden under the soft pillow and put it inside.

He refused to tie the bow tie. He put on his formal attire and walked to the door with a cap and a cane.

Wearing a half-height silk top hat, Klein gently twists the handle, opens the door and enters the hallway.

Cautiously closing the bedroom wooden door, he went down the stairs almost silently like a thief, leaving two lines of words with a pen and paper in the living room, indicating that he forgot to say that the company was in trouble last night and needs to arrive early today.

Out of the door, Klein suddenly felt a refreshing cool breeze, and the whole person was quiet.

The street in front of him was dark and silent, no pedestrians, and only the rays of light of the gas street lamp were quietly shining.

Klein took out his pocket watch from the inside pocket and snapped it open, and found that at 6 o’clock, the crimson moonlight had not completely faded, but there was a touch of translucency on the horizon.

He was planning to find an expensive hired carriage hire, and suddenly saw a double-horse 4-wheel trackless public carriage approaching.

“Is there a public carriage so early?” Klein was a little surprised, greeted him and waved.

“Good morning, sir.” The carriageman skillfully let the horses stop.

The toll collection staff next to him covered his mouth with his hands and yawned.

“Go to Zoutlan Street.” Klein said while pulling out 2 1p and 4 half-penny from his trouser pocket.

“4 pennies.” The staff responsible for the charge answered with the slightest hesitation.

After paying the fare, Klein got the carriage and saw that it was empty. There were no other guests, and there was a clear silence in the dim.

“You are the first place.” The driver said with a smile.

2 The brown horse took a step and moved forward briskly.

“Honestly speaking, I didn’t expect to have a public carriage so early.” Klein sat close to the driver and replied casually to distract his attention and relieve the tension in his heart.

The coachman laughed at himself:

“Every day from 6 to 9 pm, but my weekly salary is only 1 pound.”

“Don’t have time for rest?” Klein asked in surprise.

“The rest day is rotated every week.” Carriage’s tone became heavy.

The toll collector next to him added:

“We are responsible for 6 am to 6 noon, then go to lunch, go to Quinn, and wait until dinner, which is 2 pm, and then replace colleagues … Even if we don’t use rest, 1 horses are needed.”

“It wasn’t like this before. Since some carriage husbands were too tired, they made mistakes that made them uncontrollable, and caused the horses to get out of control, and the cars toppled over, so there was such a rotation … How could that group of Vampires suddenly become kind!” The driver laughed. With a cry.

In the light of the morning light, the public carriage headed for Zoutlan Street, and only 7 month 8 day passengers were on the way.

After Klein eased the tension a little, he stopped talking, closed his eyes, and flashed back yesterday’s experience frame by frame to see if there were any other omissions.

When the sun rose completely, the sky was really bright and the public carriage arrived at Zoutlan Street.

Klein pressed his hat with his left hand and even jumped out of the carriage.

He quickly entered Zoutlan Street 36, followed the stairs to the outside of Black Thorns Security Company.

At this point, the door is closed and not yet open.

Klein took the keychain from his waist, found the corresponding brass color, stuffed it into the hole, and “crack” twisted.

He pushed forward and let the door slowly open, and saw the black hair green Leonard Mitchell sniffing the recently popular cigarettes.

“In fact, I prefer cigars … you look eager?” The poet-like Night Watcher asked relaxedly.

“Captain?” Klein didn’t answer.

Leonard pointed to the partition:

“In his office. As an extraordinary Sleepless promotion, he only needs to rest for 2 hours during the day. I think those factory owners and bankers definitely like this kind of magical medicine.”

Klein nodded, stepping through the partition and seeing Dunn Smith open the door of the office and stand at the entrance.

“What’s the matter?” He was wearing a black trench coat and carrying a gold-plated cane with a calm and serious expression.

“I feel like I’ve seen it before. It should be the notebook, the Antigonus family’s notebook.” Klein tried his best to control himself, making the answer clear and clear.

“Where?” Dunn Smith’s face did not change significantly.

But Klein’s spiritual sense tells him that there seems to be a distinct, invisible fluctuation in the other side, which may be the sparkle of the spirit or the change of emotion.

“Just yesterday, where Leonard and I rescued the hostages, opposite the kidnapper’s room, I was not at all aware at the time, until I had a dream and got revelation.” Klein did not hide anything.

“It seems that I missed a very big credit yesterday.” Leonard, who didn’t know when to go to the partition, chuckled.

Dunn slightly nodded, solemnly instructed:

“Let Kenry replace Old Neil and guard the weapons store, let Old Neil and Frye go with us.”

Leonard no longer acted frivolously, and immediately notified Kenry and Frye in the Night Watcher recreation room, one of them was Sleepless and the other was Corpse Collector.

Five minutes later, the two-wheeled carriage belonging to the Night Watcher team quickly drove up, in the early morning when the pedestrians were not too many.

Leonard wore a felt hat, dressed in a shirt and vest, and temporarily acted as a carriage, swaying the whip from time to time to make it crisp.

Inside the train, Klein and Old Neil sit on the same side, opposite Dunn Smith and Frye.

This Corpse Collector’s skin is so fair that he hasn’t been exposed to the sun for a long time, or is severely ischemic. He is about 30 years old. He has black hair, blue eyes, a high nose bridge, thin lips, and a cold and dark temperament. Touch the faint smell left by the body.

“You’ll talk about the matter in detail again.” Dunn adjusted the collar of his black trench coat.

Klein Capricorn citrine pendant covered by sleeves, from the acceptance of the commission, has been talking about the dream, next to the Old Neil chuckled:

“You and the Antigonus family’s notebook seem to have some kind of fate, so you can meet them.”

Yeah, this is a coincidence too! If it were n’t for Leonard ’s just mentioned, the preliminary trial results of Elliot ’s kidnapping case showed that there was no hidden power or mysterious power manipulation, but a case that was simply risked for money and money. I doubt who was deliberately arranged … Strange.

It’s too coincidental!

Dunn didn’t comment, as if he was thinking about it, the “Corpse Collector” Frye, also wearing a black trench coat, kept the same silence.

Until the carriage stopped, the building that Klein said appeared outside the window, and the sinking was broken.

“Let’s go up, Klein, you and Old Neil are at the end, be careful, you must be careful.” Dunn got the carriage and pulled out a strange revolver from the arms that was obviously too long and thick, and put it in the right. Hand pocket.

“Okay.” Klein dared to be at the forefront.

When Leonard found someone to guard the carriage, a group of 5 Extraordinary entered the staircase orderly before and after, and the pace came to the third floor very lightly.

“Is it here?” Leonard pointed to the room opposite the kidnappers.

Klein tapped his eyebrows twice to activate spirit vision.

In this state, his spiritual sense has improved again, only that the door seems to have known each other, and he seems to have entered it.

“Yes.” He must be beheaded.

Old Neil also opened its own spiral vision, carefully observed:

“There is no one inside, no magic light.”

“Corpse Collector” Frye added hoarsely:

“No Evil Spirit.”

He doesn’t need to turn on the spirit vision, he can also see many physical bodies, including Evil Spirit and Resentful Soul.

Leonard stepped forward, just like yesterday, a boxing was on the door lock.

At this time, not only did the surrounding wooden planks shatter, but even the door lock fluttered and kuāng dāng landed.

Klein only felt that some kind of invisible seal had disappeared instantly, and he followed it, smelling a strong stench.

“The body, the rotting corpse.” “Corpse Collector” Frye stated coldly.

He has no nausea at all.

Dunn stretched out the right hand in black gloves and slowly opened the door. At first sight was a fireplace. In the weather in early July, there was an abnormal sultry heat.

In front of the fireplace, there was a rocking chair, and an Old Lady’s head in a black and white dress sat down on it.

She has grown abnormally a lot, her skin is black and green, and it swells to shine. It seems that as long as you poke casually, it will burst and spit out rotten odor. In the putrefaction room, in the clothing and folds, crawling in and out-spirit vision, they are like each and everyone light spots, surrounded by a group of extinct “dullness”.

Hey, hey.

The 2 eyes of Old Lady fell off, fell to the ground, rolled a few times, leaving a few traces of tan.

Klein had a nausea and could no longer restrain the effects of stench and vomited.