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Chapter 373

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Bounty, transportation fees, medicine with Beyonder effects … Emlyn White couldn't react for a moment.

This was not the answer he had expected.

Where's your gentlemanly demeanor? The vampire thought in a daze.

As a detective, accounting is a must. Besides, you've delayed my trip to the Quelaag Club. I wonder what the limited supply is for the next two days … Klein looked at Emlyn White and lampooned half-jokingly.

After a few seconds, Emlyn forced a smile.

"I need to see the patient before I can formulate a suitable medicine."

Judging from his tone, he sounds very confident … Klein nodded thoughtfully.

He immediately thought of a question.

The White family seems to be outstanding potions scholars. If I'm really injured or poisoned, I can come to them for treatment … Wouldn't the Apothecary formula that I spent so much effort to obtain from Father Utravsky be useless? I don't need to train another assistant who's good at healing … Things change faster than plans …

However, it wasn't considered a waste. He had already recovered the cost from Miss Magicians. As long as a formula existed, it would always be valuable …

Also, the White family will definitely leave Riverbay Avenue and hide their identities again. I might not be able to find them. It's not that convenient …

No, before the Mental Terror Candle's hint is resolved, I should be able to wait for Emlyn White at the Harvest Church …

Thinking of this, Klein took off his hat and bowed.

"No problem, I'll take you there when the time comes.

"I won't take up any more of your time."

Emlyn White's expression changed as he hesitantly said, "That's right.

"If you can remove the influence of the Mental Terror Candle, you will receive more rewards, and …"

He paused, raised his chin, and said, "And the friendship of the vampires."

I'm a Magician. I have the Brooch of Sun and the Biological Poison Bottle. My usage of the Body of Heart and Mind is limited to mediumship. What can I do? Among the people I know, only Miss Justice is close, but she's only a Sequence 8, a Telepathist … Unless, unless you change your faith to The Fool that doesn't belong to this era, then we can study how to use the knowledge recorded in the Book of Secrets and use the corresponding ritual to help you resolve this problem … Speaking of which, vampires seem to be worshippers of the Primordial Moon, very similar to the Shaman King and the rest … The ancient god recorded in the City of Silver, the Vampire Ancestor, Lilith, couldn't be the Primordial Moon, right? Klein smiled as his thoughts wandered.

"I'll keep an eye out for a solution."

Emlyn White nodded and didn't say anything else. He eagerly turned around and rushed to the door.

If it weren't for the coachman still nearby, he would have spread his black bat wings and soared to the second floor.

Klein laughed and shook his head wistfully.

He took the rental carriage from before to the steam subway station not far away, and after a few twists and turns, he returned to 15 Minsk Street in Cherwood Borough.

Before entering, Klein, who had already formed a habit, opened the letterbox to check if there was a letter.

To his surprise, there really was a letter.

The letter didn't have a stamp on it, and it was addressed to Detective Sherlock Moriarty. It was signed by Jurgen Cooper.

Lawyer Jurgen? Puzzled, Klein picked up the envelope and tore it open.

Under the light of the street lamp, he saw a piece of paper and two bills inside.

The two bills were in denominations of one soli and five soli.

A total of six soli … During this period of time, I've fed the cat three times … The agreement was two soli each time … Enlightened, Klein opened the door and lit the gas lamp.

Unfolding the letter, he found that there wasn't much content on it, and Jurgen's handwritten words were as meticulous, serious, and reserved as he was.

"Dear Detective Moriarty,

"Thank you for taking care of Brody during this period of time. This is the reward you deserve.

"I rang the doorbell twice and found that you weren't home. I had no choice but to put the reward in an envelope and put it in your letterbox.

"If I hadn't done this, I might not have had the time to come again until tomorrow evening. That would have missed the verbal agreement. My grandmother promised that it would be tonight.

"As a lawyer, I value the validity of verbal contracts and hope that they can be strictly fulfilled.

"Finally, thank you again.

"Jurgen Cooper."

Mr. Lawyer, your gratitude is really dry and meaningless. It's not as good as Brody's. Your explanation of your actions is very detailed. It's really the standard Jurgen style … Besides, what letterbox? If I were on Earth, before I transmigrated, I wouldn't have looked at the letterbox downstairs for months … Klein smiled as he folded the bills and put them in his pocket. Then, he took out the letter and wrote to Detective Stuart.

After the greetings at the beginning, he carefully wrote:

"… I found Emlyn White at the Harvest Church near Tuteva Street. It's a very small church that belongs to the Church of Earth Mother. It's rare in Rouen … Emlyn White claimed that he had chosen to leave home due to certain matters. Later, he was taken in by the bishop of the Harvest Church and lived there, becoming a …"

Klein thought for a moment and wrote down the word "volunteer".

Then, he said succinctly, "That's right.

"After my persuasion, he has returned to 48 Riverbay Avenue, but he might come to the Harvest Church to do some volunteer work."

After he finished writing, Klein read through the letter. He then put down the pen and folded the letter neatly.

He flipped through the envelope, but he didn't paste the corresponding stamp on it. He planned on hiring someone to deliver it to Stuart's house the next day.

If he were to use the kingdom's postal system, even if he placed the letter in the mailbox now, it would only be picked up the next day. After that, there would still be the process of sorting and delivery. Therefore, even though they were both in the Royal Capital of Baekeland, Stuart would only be able to see the letter the day after tomorrow before he could inform the Whites. As for Emlyn White, he was now penniless and only had a doll.

This is also to receive his remuneration as soon as possible … Klein chuckled, cleared the coffee table, and returned to the second floor to brush his teeth and take a bath.



On Wednesday morning, after spending two soli to hire a rental carriage driver to deliver the letter, Klein bought some of the main ingredients for Desi seafood rice and planned on making Egg Fried Rice that day.

Thinking of the white rice, he couldn't help but swallow a mouthful of saliva.

After spending a certain amount of time and going through all kinds of trouble in the kitchen and utensils, he finally made a pot of fragrant Egg Fried Rice. It was paired with cured meat and black tea, and he nearly burst into tears as he ate it.

What a nostalgic and touching taste … After finishing two large plates of Egg Fried Rice, Klein slumped into a chair and rubbed his stomach.

In the case of Emlyn White, because the other party didn't play by the rules, his performance had ended before it truly began. He didn't achieve his desired goal, so he could only find another opportunity to take the initiative to perform.

In this regard, Klein didn't gain anything. Failure was also an experience. This at least made him understand one thing:

Unlike ordinary Magicians, my "performance" not only has assistants, but also enemies and participants. Their reactions and choices will also affect the development of the matter. I have to consider these factors in advance …

This can also be considered a lesson. It's better to be taught a lesson on such trivial matters than to be taught a lesson on certain important matters …

Klein looked at the empty plate in front of him and thought about what other "performances" he could take the initiative to do.

After serious consideration, he realized that there wasn't one.

Of course, it wasn't that there was absolutely none, but it wasn't suitable for him to do it now.

For example, the evil spirit in the Fourth Epoch's Tudor Dynasty ruins. Klein had always wanted to deal with it, but even with Sharon, who had the Scarlet Lunar Corona, and Marić, who had obtained the remnant characteristic of a Wraith who had lost control, he didn't think that they could fight a High-Sequence monster. They might even die without knowing how they died.

Taking the initiative to perform isn't equivalent to courting death. It's not equivalent to risking my life to perform … Klein warned himself.

There was another thing he wanted to do, but he didn't think there was any chance.

That matter was to find the strange child, Will Auceptin, who had brought bad luck to Surgeon Allen.

Klein had always been interested in the tarot cards in Will Auceptin's hand, wanting to confirm if it was a mystical item.

Unfortunately, this matter had already been taken over by the Nighthawks, and Klein didn't really want to get involved in the actions of his former colleagues.

When Dr. Allen is resting, I'll go to the Quelaag Club to inquire about the progress and then decide what to do … Klein's thoughts quickly took shape.

As far as he knew, Dr. Allen was usually free on Friday afternoons and Sundays, and he would go to the Quelaag Club to play tennis.

And just now, Klein had also confirmed one thing through today's Baekeland Morning Post. There would be a Beyonder gathering convened by Old Mister Eye of Wisdom tomorrow night.

For the time being, I can't sell the Werewolf Beyonder characteristic or the Biological Poison Bottle. I can't even find someone to make the former into a mystical item … The High-Sequence Beyonders of Rose School are definitely still active nearby. They must be filled with anger and can't wait to find and tear apart Sharon, Marić, and their helpers … I have to keep a low profile in this area for the time being … Klein picked up a napkin, wiped his mouth, and began clearing the table.

He had originally wanted to rest today and spend the day leisurely at the Quelaag Club without taking the initiative to perform. However, he remembered that Amon's avatar had discovered the gray fog and attempted to infiltrate it. He also remembered the role that the Book of Secrets had played in that crisis.

Thus, Klein lit the fireplace in the activity room and brought the Book of Secrets back to the real World. Then, he focused on reading, pondering over it, and taking notes.

Of course, he would burn the corresponding notes above the gray fog afterward.

Before he knew it, it was already noon, and he suddenly heard the doorbell ring.

After hiding the Book of Secrets, Klein entered the living room and went straight to the door.

The visitor was Detective Stuart, who had a thin face and a beard.

He looked at Klein with great reverence and excitement and couldn't wait to praise him.

"You really are a great detective with rich resources and channels. You were able to solve such a case without any clues so quickly!"

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