Hearing Klein and Frye's guesses, Leonard tugged at his collar and paced back and forth.
"Then we'll have to investigate everyone Soles came into contact with in the workhouse, as well as everyone he met after he was chased out of his house. This is very troublesome … Let's make the best use of our time and do a separate investigation here. Then, we'll head straight for the third death in West Borough and hand the rest over to the police."
"Alright," Klein replied without hesitation.
Frye had no objections either. He turned and walked towards the few poor people who had slept near Soles the night before.
Klein was about to look for another target when he saw Leonard giving him a look and pointing his chin towards the side hall of the workhouse.
What does that mean? He was confused and pretended that nothing had happened. He walked half a round around the Mass hall and followed Leonard into the side hall when Frye wasn't paying attention. They passed through a partition and arrived at a secluded corner.
"I have a guess," Leonard said suddenly as he stopped in front of the shattered window.
Klein looked around in confusion and asked, "What guess?"
Leonard's green eyes were deep as he asked in return,
"If it weren't for the influence of extraordinary factors, what do you think would have happened to Mrs. Lauvis?"
Klein thought for a moment and said with a heavy heart, "It would have been the same outcome, but it would have been delayed by a week, two weeks, or even a month. For a family like theirs, they wouldn't have gone to a doctor unless they couldn't take it anymore. As long as the heart condition worsens, death could come at any time, and there would be no way to save them."
"What about Soles? If he wasn't instigated, what would have happened to him? "Leonard asked again.
Klein said after some deliberation,
"From the information, Soles had long been resentful about the bankruptcy and was extremely resentful that he wasn't saved. I think he would have taken revenge sooner or later, but it wouldn't have been against those who were saved. It would have been against the boss of the company that caused his bankruptcy and the bank staff that took away his house."
"What would have happened after he took his revenge?" Leonard asked.
"Without a doubt, he had already decided to end his life. He would have died regardless of whether his revenge was successful or not," Klein answered with certainty.
Leonard nodded slightly and revealed his trademark frivolous smile.
"Then can I say that both Mrs. Lauvis and Soles are destined to die soon?"
Klein was a "knowledgeable" keyboard warrior. After hearing this question, he immediately had a guess.
"Are you saying that their deaths were brought forward by supernatural factors? Why is that? "
"A more accurate description is that the 'life' they should have has been artificially shortened by Beyonder factors and stolen away. And 'life' has always been the best material for summoning evil gods and devils to carry out terrifying curses." The corners of Leonard's mouth curled up as he corrected Klein's guess.
"Summoning Evil Gods and Demons to carry out terrifying curses …" Klein stared into Roland's green eyes and said, half doubtfully and half speculating, "You seem to be very sure? But we only have two samples for the investigation … "
Leonard smiled cynically and said, "Klein, there's no need to pretend between us. I've seen you escape the control of Sealed Artifact 2-049, so I know how special you are. You should also be able to vaguely sense that I'm different from ordinary Beyonders."
He retracted his smile and looked into Klein's eyes.
"I once told you that there are many special people in this World who can always do things that others can't. For example, you, and for example, me."
"This World has a long history. There are all kinds of mystical items, and there will always be people who obtain them, master them, and become the main characters of different dramas. There won't be many such people, but there definitely won't be only one or two."
"I don't think that Beyonders with secrets are necessarily bad guys or villains. I don't think it's necessary to figure out the source of their uniqueness or why it manifests itself … As long as your actions don't endanger me, the Nighthawks, or the entire Tingen City, then you are still my teammate. Similarly, I hope that you will treat me with the same attitude. Of course, it's best not to tell the higher-ups about this. They are all conservative and inflexible. They always believe that special people like us will definitely lose control and fall under the temptation of evil gods and demons."
But I'm afraid I have more secrets than you can imagine … Klein muttered to himself and said frankly, "That's indeed my attitude.
I only look at your actions and goals. I don't care about your uniqueness, and I don't try to pry into your secrets. "
After saying that, he added in his heart, No, actually, I do care about it and am rather curious, but I can only forcefully endure it. Hmm, does Leonard think he's the main character of a drama? What fortuitous encounter did he have, and what kind of mystical item does he have?
Leonard unbuttoned his shirt and nodded with a smile.
"I'm glad that we have come to a consensus."
"In those adventure novels, this is called the meeting of the two main characters, and the wheels of history begin to roll forward."
Shameless! Klein gave a perfunctory smile.
He knew very well that the phrase "the wheels of history begin to roll forward" came from Rosell The Great …
At this moment, Leonard paced around twice. His green eyes were bright, and the corners of his lips curled up.
"Alright, I'll be frank. I'm quite confident that the main characters of these deaths should've died within the next three months, but someone used various means to bring it forward to the last two weeks. And the other party's goal is to summon an evil god, devil, or carry out a terrifying, large-scale curse."
"It's easy to cover up the deaths of people who show signs of death. It won't quickly attract the attention of the police department, and it won't be destroyed by the Nighthawks, Mandated Punishers, and Machinery Hivemind during the preparatory stages …" Klein muttered to himself, analyzing the thoughts of the person behind the scenes.
"Yes, if a healthy, normal person suddenly dies for no apparent reason, as long as it happens more than three times, it will definitely be noticed and will be subject to routine investigations."
"Then how do we find the altar to hold the ritual? Be it summoning an evil god, devil, or creating a terrifying curse, they all require an altar and a ritual. And the 'lives' that are harvested in advance also need a similar place to store them. " Klein believed him for the time being. After all, he hadn't found any other clues, so he couldn't make any other conclusions.
What's the harm in trying?
Leonard chuckled and said, "Klein, isn't this your area of expertise? Can't you imagine what the surroundings of an altar for a ritual would be like? "
Without waiting for Klein to answer, he described, "The aura of death is thick. With the altar as the center, within a radius of ten meters, there won't be any living creatures other than the host of the ritual … The surrounding temperature is at least five degrees Celsius lower than normal, and there's a constant gust of cold wind … The altar is sealed by a wall of spirituality, and the 'lives' of Mrs. Lauweis and the others that were taken …"
At this point, he looked at Klein and teased.
"I believe you can divine the approximate location of the altar with these characteristics."
Klein frowned slightly and replied in a deep voice, "As long as it doesn't exceed Tingen City.
In addition, I need an absolutely quiet environment where no one can disturb me, such as my house. Yes, I also need Mrs. Lauweis and the others' belongings. "
At the same time, he had some misgivings. He felt that Leonard knew too much about black magic and black witchcraft.
"No problem." Leonard laughed and suddenly took a step forward. He walked past Klein and headed for the Mass Hall without another word.
This guy sure has a unique way of doing things … Klein lampooned and followed him back the way they came.
When he found Frye, who was seriously questioning and taking notes, Leonard said with a solemn expression, "I have a guess.
"I have a guess, and I plan on letting Klein give it a try."
"What guess?" Frye asked coldly.
"I'll let you know when there's a result. I don't want to be the laughing stock of Roshan and the rest." Leonard found a random excuse to gloss over the matter.
Frye didn't ask any further. He followed Klein's instructions and borrowed Sols and Mrs. Lauweis' belongings from the nearby police station before meeting up with his teammates at Klein's house.
"Wait in the living room. Don't let anyone disturb me." Klein took out his pocket watch and opened it to take a look.
It was almost six, and Melissa could return at any time.
"You can trust us." Leonard paced around the small living room with his hands in his pockets. Frye sat quietly on the sofa.
Is this guy an ADHD patient? Klein curled his lips and returned to the bedroom on the second floor. He locked the wooden door and sealed the room with a wall of spirituality.
Following that, he set up the altar and prayed to the Goddess to eliminate any interference.
Then, Klein wrote the corresponding divination statement on a piece of paper.
"The location of the altar."
He gave a very broad limit to prevent any mistakes.
With the piece of paper and the belongings of the deceased, Klein lay on the bed and recalled the scene described by Leonard. Then, he recited the divination statement seven times.
He didn't attempt to use the uniqueness of the world above the gray fog. Firstly, the strange and mysterious Leonard was downstairs. No one knew if he would notice anything amiss. Secondly, he was a Seer who was about to finish digesting his potion. With the help of the ritual, it should be enough.
If there were no results, Klein would consider finding another opportunity to go above the gray fog. After all, summoning an evil god or devil could threaten Baansen, Melissa, and himself!
With the help of Cogitation, he quickly entered a dream and "saw" blurry, illusory, and fragmented scenes.
Soon, a scene appeared before his eyes.
It was a two-story grayish-blue house bathed in the glow of dusk. The windows on the first floor were tightly shut, and the dark-colored curtains didn't reveal any gaps. However, they occasionally expanded and contracted.
The soil near the house was dark brown. Not a single blade of grass or flower grew there. The surrounding garden seemed to be shrouded in shadows, dilapidated and dark.
Not far from this house, there was a river flowing quietly.
…
After a while, Klein, who didn't see any more scenes, exited the dream.
Leonard's guess was right … Where could that house be? There are too many places in Tingen with rivers. For example, the southwest of the West Borough, the dock area, the university district … He opened his eyes and rubbed his Sun acupoint. He was in deep thought with a serious expression.
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