Baekeland Bridge area, The Brave.
Klein pressed the cap on his head and carefully protected the wallet in the inside pocket of his grayish-blue worker's jacket. He bypassed the drinkers around the boxing ring and went straight to the bar counter.
On the way, he looked around and did not see the black market weapons dealer, Kaspars Kalinin.
They're either playing cards or billiards … Klein nodded to himself and sat in front of the bar counter.
"Half and half."
He had seen someone drink this kind of alcoholic drink before, and he felt that it should be quite to his liking.
At the very least, it's more suitable than pure malt beer … Klein thought to himself.
The bartender looked up at him.
"Which two wines do you want to mix? Different choices have different prices. "
"Normal, normal is fine." The man Klein met last time was using the worst kind. The whole "half and half" cup only cost two and a half pence.
"Four and a half pence." When the bartender saw Klein place the brass coins on the bar, he turned back to mix the drinks and said, "Looking for Kaspars again? He's not here anymore. His business was robbed. "
"Huh?" Klein didn't expect to receive such an answer.
Before the bartender could reply, a man with a protruding mouth beside him laughed.
"Yes, Kaspars was chased away by us!"
"Heh, how can a crippled old man like him do this kind of business?"
"If there's anything you want, just come and find us. Find our boss."
Gang conflict? Klein subconsciously thought of this and was about to reject the other party's proposal.
But soon after, he thought of another possibility.
Could it be that Rose School deliberately hired gangs to suppress Kaspars and force out Marić and Sharon, who are backing him, so that they would take the initiative to jump into the trap?
Hmm, the probability isn't low. Kaspars has been a black market weapons dealer here for a long time. He's definitely not someone who can be chased away easily. Some time ago, due to the continuous serial murders, the atmosphere in Baekeland was rather tense. Rose School, or other secret factions, in short, people who are looking for Marić and Sharon, definitely wouldn't dare to rashly kill and channel the spirits to obtain answers. This would cause many murders because they clearly only have a few suspects. For the time being, they can't confirm who has the means to contact Miss Sharon and Marić … Klein swallowed the words that were on the tip of his tongue.
He changed the topic and asked, "Can I know the price first before deciding whether to buy it?"
He planned to observe the ordinary people who dominated The Brave Black Market. If he found any problems, he could use this as a favor to Kaspars, Sharon, and Marić.
Anyway, Klein didn't want to have a conflict. He just wanted to follow the normal procedure to observe, so there was no risk.
"Yes, the only requirement is." The man raised his hand and made a zipping motion in front of his protruding mouth.
"No problem." As soon as Klein answered, he saw the "Half and Half" placed in front of him, and the copper penny was taken away by the bartender.
In the spirit of not wasting, he picked up the glass and took a few sips. His eyebrows gradually furrowed.
It's not the taste I imagined. The alcohol is too strong, and the grape taste is too light … Klein put down the glass and followed the man to Billiard Room 3, where Kaspars used to stay.
Just as he was about to reach the door, he suddenly thought of something.
As a person who doesn't know much, I can guess that this is a trap. I wonder how Miss Sharon and Marić, who have been pursued for a long time, wouldn't know? They definitely won't show themselves …
However, Kaspars knows more than one Beyonder. He has connections with several Beyonder circles. Perhaps he will find other helpers, and that will make things a little complicated.
At this moment, the man with the protruding mouth stopped at the door of the billiard room. The distracted Klein nearly bumped into him.
He pointed inside and said, "Don't speak nonsense later.
"Don't talk nonsense later. Our boss doesn't have a good temper."
"The entire Baekeland Bridge area plus East District knows about it."
"Alright." Klein nodded slightly.
The man with the protruding mouth turned around in satisfaction and pushed open the billiard room's door.
As the door opened, Klein saw a figure floating in midair, gently swaying.
It was a burly man with a full beard. There was a rope around his neck. It was a rope that was very tight.
His feet were off the ground, and the tip of his tongue was exposed. His face was purple, and his expression was abnormally warped.
"Boss …" the man with the protruding mouth shouted in disbelief.
Someone took action just as the tense atmosphere in Baekeland disappeared … Klein glanced sideways at the man's subordinate and drew a triangular Sacred Emblem on his chest in all seriousness.
"May God rest him in peace."
"I hope his temper can be cured as a result."
The man with the protruding mouth didn't even hear what he was saying.
He suddenly shouted, "Boss!"
"Murder!"
"Boss is dead!"
Klein took two steps back from the loud and shrill voice. He activated his Spirit Vision and observed the interior. There were no special signs, only the billiard balls on the table were scattered everywhere.
Was it done by a Beyonder on Kaspars's side? How would the faction that laid the trap react? If there's such a trap … Before the gangsters rushed over, Klein quietly changed his position and blended into the crowd.
He glanced at The Brave's kitchen and went over in thought. He skillfully went through to the back door.
Just as he pushed open the wooden door that wasn't considered heavy, he felt a cold wind that made him shiver.
And in the cold wind, there was a faint smell of blood.
He listened attentively and didn't hear anything, so he took out a penny and flicked it up.
The clanging sound was blocked by the wind. Klein looked down at the copper penny in his palm and confirmed that the king's portrait was facing up.
Putting away the coin, he carefully walked in the direction his spiritual perception told him to go.
He walked all the way to a dark and gloomy corner without the illumination of the street lamps before the smell of blood suddenly became stronger.
With the help of the weak moonlight that penetrated the clouds, Klein took a closer look and nearly gasped.
The ground was littered with bloody thighs, calves, feet in leather boots, ribs, hearts, arms, eyeballs, and other human body parts. On the wall was a piece of intestine that was red and white. The background was a large patch of bright red mixed with milky white marks.
Upon seeing this scene, Klein felt like he was looking at a slaughterhouse, a slaughterhouse specially prepared for humans.
They're afraid that the Nighthawks and Mandated Punishers have too much free time. They made it so exaggerated that the police department would definitely hand over the case immediately … Klein muttered in his heart to fight against the discomfort caused by the scene.
He walked around the area with the blood and approached the opposite wall. He was surprised to find that there were many deep scratches there.
It was as if a thick and sharp claw had forcefully dragged it out!
They were quite similar to the claws of the Devil dog from before. Could there be another one? Could it be that it's not dead yet? No, no, no, I know what's going on … Klein suddenly came to a realization.
The deceased should be the Beyonder who killed the gang boss in the bar. He was killed by the faction that set up the trap …
According to Little Sun's description, I've always suspected that the faction is Rose School because they control the Prisoner pathway, which is also the Mutant pathway.
And one of the Mutants is a werewolf!
This matches the traces at the scene.
This also proves that Miss Sharon and Marić are defectors from Rose School …
Klein calmly retreated, retreating from the scene step by step.
During this process, he confirmed that there were no Beyonder characteristics at the scene. Of course, it was also possible that they hadn't appeared yet.
Then, he turned and walked to another street, intending to find someone to call the police. He didn't want such a scene to frighten the ordinary citizens and make them suspect that some ferocious beast had infiltrated Baekeland.
With the mentality of not getting involved in trouble because of his greed, Klein didn't wait for the possible Beyonder characteristics to appear.
Just as he reached the exit of the alley, he suddenly saw a brown carriage slowly drive over in the night.
The carriage didn't drive straight ahead like the others. Instead, it stopped in front of Klein!
Klein narrowed his eyes and prepared for battle. However, neither his spiritual intuition as a Seer or his battle premonition as a Clown gave him any warning of danger.
At this moment, the carriage's window was opened, revealing a pale face with a hint of madness. His brown eyes seemed to hide deep malice.
Marić … Klein recognized him.
It was Marić who controlled zombies, Miss Sharon's companion!
Dressed in a white shirt and black vest, Marić, who didn't seem to be afraid of the cold, pointed at the carriage and gestured for Klein to get in.
Klein was momentarily hesitant. He wanted to remove the spirit pendulum on the spot and do a divination.
At this moment, a figure appeared behind Marić. She was wearing a complicated black court dress and a small bonnet of the same color. It was Miss Sharon with light blonde hair and blue eyes.
If she wanted to harm me, she could easily do so. She could directly come out from the wall behind me … Klein thought for a moment, then pretended to be carefree and took two steps forward. He opened the carriage door and walked in.
After he sat down, the carriage began to move slowly. He did not know where it was headed.
"Why did you come here?" Sharon asked concisely.
Klein answered frankly, "That's right.
"I want to contact you and ask if there are any books on mysticism. It would be best if they are more in-depth. As you know, I lack such knowledge."
Maric looked over with his eyes that had always been filled with malice. He said in a slightly hoarse and deep voice,
"We do have a lot of mysticism knowledge, such as Shaman King Klarman's Book of Secrets, but what can you use to exchange for it?"
Magus King? Which pathway and Sequence is he from? As this thought flashed through his mind, Klein deliberated over his tone.
"I can use gold pounds to exchange for it."
"Or do you need something else?"
The pale but exquisite Sharron looked at him and replied calmly, "Yes, I'm not sure.
"Exchange it with a favor."
"Exchange it with a favor."
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