After a few seconds, Klein activated his Spirit Vision and looked around the room. Under the crimson moonlight, Madam Sharon's bedroom was luxuriously decorated.
There was a thick carpet, a spacious space, a blanket made of velvet, a table with all sorts of skincare products and cosmetics, and jewels that shimmered with different luster. In the cloakroom that was half-open, there were thin clothes and suspender stockings that were casually thrown on the rocking chair, as well as many ornaments that were embedded with gold threads. All of these entered Klein's eyes.
The most eye-catching thing in the entire room was an unfinished oil painting. It was a naked Madam Sharon herself. Her brown hair cascaded down like a waterfall, and her brown eyes were like the eyes of a deer in the forest. They were pure and moist, but her arched eyebrows, tall nose, and coquettish lips gave her the charm of a mature woman. The two were mixed together in a contradictory manner, but they exuded a shocking charm.
Looking down her neck, Klein only took a glance. He didn't take a closer look. He wasn't pretending to be serious. He had even seen her "dirty photos," so why would he be afraid of "little bunnies?"
His attention was attracted by the paints, plates, paintbrushes, and a silver-plated full-body mirror beside the oil painting.
Such a combination, such placement, and such a relationship made him have a strange thought — the artist of this oil painting was Madam Sharon herself, and not some artist she had hooked up with.
A charming and pure girl with an alluring appearance, an outstanding figure, and a charming and innocent girl taking off her clothes and looking at herself in the mirror while describing her beauty … Such a scene feels weird … Isn't Madam Sharon too narcissistic? Klein mumbled silently. He retracted his gaze and began searching for possible evidence of a crime.
According to Leonard and Frye's teachings, he wore black gloves the entire time. Every time he searched, he had to remember the original appearance so that he could recover it later.
For a Seer, this wasn't difficult at all. If he forgot, he could easily recall it using dream divination.
Of course, before he left tonight, he had divined for himself. There was no danger, and it would be rather smooth.
This is what a qualified charlatan should do … Even if I'm already a Clown … Klein mocked himself. He spent nearly twenty minutes searching Madam Sharon's bedroom, but he didn't find anything worth paying attention to, nor did he see any spirituality glow.
Finally, he stopped in front of the safe in the corner of the room.
It was iron-gray and one meter tall. It was thick and heavy, giving off the feeling that it was extremely sturdy. It seemed that even explosives would not be able to break it.
"It really has the characteristics of the Age of Steam … There must be an extremely complicated mechanical combination inside …" Klein tried to open the lock, but he failed shamefully.
He pushed the matter of the safe to the back of his mind. He took off his left glove and the topaz pendant on his wrist.
He gripped the silver chain and allowed the spirit pendulum to fall. Klein got rid of the heat brought by the fragrance in the room and entered a meditative state.
His eyes darkened as he muttered to himself,
"There's a secret room or a hidden compartment in this room."
"There's a secret room or a hidden compartment in this room."
…
After seven times, the color of Klein's eyes returned to normal. He looked at the topaz pendant and saw that it was spinning counterclockwise.
This is a negative.
Klein nodded indiscernibly and left Madam Sharon's bedroom. Following the previous procedure, he quietly searched the study, living room, solarium, and other places, but he did not find any valuable clues.
The reason why he did not use the Dowsing Rod Searching Method was that he had no idea what he was looking for.
He took out a silver vine-patterned pocket watch and opened it to confirm the time. Then, he walked back to Madam Sharon's bedroom.
Carefully closing the wooden door, Klein took out the ritual silver dagger. It surged with spirituality and fused with the power of nature, sealing the entire room.
He wanted to "summon" himself!
He wanted to use his Spirit Body to enter the heavy safe and check the items inside!
"I don't need to know how to pick locks!" Klein mumbled in Mandarin.
Since he was praying to himself, the entire procedure could be simplified. There was no need to be too particular. Therefore, Klein took out a candle mixed with sandalwood and lit it with spirituality. That was how he set up the altar.
"I!"
"I summon in my name:
"The Fool that doesn't belong to this era, the mysterious ruler above the gray fog, the King of Yellow and Black who wields good luck."
The incantation reverberated in Madam Sharon's bedroom. Klein's spirituality surged out and merged with the candle flame to form a grayish-white, palm-sized screen of light.
Then, he took four steps counterclockwise, passed through the howling, and entered above the gray fog.
Looking at the Door of Summoning behind the high-back chair at the ancient long table, Klein was about to respond when he suddenly froze.
Since I'm already here, I might as well do a divination to see if I can find any clues … Here, other than eliminating the interference, my powers are still strengthened … Also, the environment I'm in makes the divination equivalent to using Madam Sharon's belongings … He sat down and conjured a piece of goatskin and a fountain pen in front of him.
What should I divine? Klein fell into deep thought.
"Is there a problem with Madam Sharon?"
"No, everyone makes mistakes. Everyone has a problem."
"Was Madam Sharon involved in a crime?"
"… That's not strict enough. As a socialite, she mingled in political circles. It's normal for her to be involved in dirty and unverifiable matters … Also, what defines a crime? Is it the law of the Kingdom of Rouen, the Republic of Intis, or my own free testimony? "
…
As his thoughts churned, Klein didn't want to waste any more time. After all, his body was still in the real World. Therefore, he decided to confirm the relevant divination he had done previously.
He picked up the fountain pen. Without needing to write, a divination statement appeared on the goatskin in front of him.
"John Maynard's death was influenced by Beyonder factors."
This was the divination that Klein had done when he went to Maynard's house to help the police do Spirit Channeling. The answer back then was negative.
Holding the silver chain, the topaz pendant almost touched the words on the goatskin. Klein half-closed his eyes and silently recited the divination statement.
"John Maynard's death was influenced by Beyonder factors.
"John Maynard's death was influenced by Beyonder factors."
…
After repeating it a total of seven times, he opened his eyes and looked at the pendulum. His pupils suddenly constricted.
The topaz pendant was spinning clockwise!
And the clockwise rotation meant that it was positive!
Maynard's death was influenced by Beyonder factors!
Klein stared at the pendulum that was slowly calming down. His heart was in turmoil.
"Back then, my divination was affected by someone. It was disrupted …"
Madam Sharon is a Beyonder, a rather powerful Beyonder? Or did she have the help of such a person who plotted Maynard's death?
To get rid of this strong contender for the mayor's position, to get rid of the New Party's future House of Commons Member of Parliament?
As thoughts flashed through his mind, Klein wrote a new divination statement.
"Madam Sharon is a Beyonder."
He repeated it seven times, and it was still the pendulum. With the help of his current environment and the information he had on Madam Sharon, Klein completed the divination and saw the answer.
The answer was that the topaz pendant was spinning clockwise. The answer was positive!
Madam Sharon is a Beyonder … Klein's heart tightened. Without further delay, he responded to his own "summoning" and pushed open the mysterious door.
After the confusion and dizziness, he saw Madam Sharon's bedroom and himself.
Klein floated and flew to the heavy safe. He reached out his right hand and carefully put it in.
Since Madam Sharon was a Beyonder, he had to be wary of any traps she had set up in the safe.
And in his Spirit Body state, which was mixed with some of the mysterious space's power and most of his spirituality, Klein didn't need to do any divination. He could get a hint just by approaching danger. Most divination relied on his Astral Projection to travel the spirit world to obtain revelations. Simply put, it came from his own spirituality.
A nearly transparent palm passed through the thick metal door. Klein didn't notice anything out of the ordinary.
After scanning the entire place, he suddenly pounced forward, his entire Spirit Body burrowing into the safe.
He saw that the safe was divided into three layers. The first layer was filled with standard gold bars, thick banknotes, and even more valuable jewelry. The second layer was filled with documents that lacked covers. Klein puffed up his cheeks and blew a few times, but he didn't manage to open them and see the contents.
Hmm, I'll try again with Mr. Aztec's copper whistle … Klein had previously experimented with it. When he used his Spirit Body to envelop the Flaring Sun Charm and Aztec's copper whistle, the two items could pass through obstacles and become half-real, half-illusory existences.
The bottom layer of the safe was rather strange. There was only a black-and-white photo. The photo was of a handsome young man.
Madam Sharon's former lover? They were forcefully separated, and Madam Sharon had no choice but to marry the old baron. Thus, she began to fall into depravity, sleeping with one man after another. But deep in her heart, there was still a pure land. Every night, when it's quiet, she would take out this photo and rub it with tears streaming down her face … Klein instantly imagined a sorrowful and tragic romantic drama.
However, the more he looked at it, the more he felt that something was amiss. The young man in the photo seemed to, probably, possibly, resemble Madam Sharon …
Madam Sharon's younger brother? She's a Beyonder … F * ck, could she also be from the Demoness pathway? Just like Instigator Trissy! An idea suddenly flashed through Klein's mind, giving him a shock.
Why did Trissy stay in Tingen previously? Was it because she had a companion here? Klein carefully observed the photo and found that the young man resembled Madam Sharon more and more.
His nearly transparent face made a grimace. He felt that he couldn't face the "filth" from before.
Calming himself down, Klein searched the surroundings of the safe to see if there was anything else hidden.
Although he couldn't pick up any paper, the feeling of passing through objects and air was different. Items of different densities also felt different.
As he searched, Klein suddenly froze.
He found an empty space on the side of the safe near the wall. It was a mezzanine!
After confirming that there was no danger, Klein crawled in. His vision reflected ointments, incense, herbal powder, and other items. He also saw a statue of a deity carved out of white bones.
The statue was the size of a palm, and it vaguely depicted a beautiful woman. Her hair was very long, extending all the way to her ankles. Each strand was clear and thick like a venomous snake.
At the top of each strand of hair was a carved eye. They were either closed or open, densely packed together.
Klein jumped in fright. He "smelled" something sinister and hurriedly retreated from the mezzanine.
He finally understood why his divination of the secret chamber and the hidden compartment had failed!
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