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Chapter 88

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"What's the matter?" Baansen asked in passing.

Melissa looked at her brother seriously because she felt that Klein's behavior tonight was equally odd. He was only slightly better than Y'lisabet and Selena.

Klein had already thought of an excuse as he chuckled.

"There's a mistake in a certain description of a document, and I've already instructed my colleagues to submit it the moment they arrive at the company tomorrow morning. Therefore, I'll either head over to make changes now, or wake up at least half an hour early tomorrow. Without a doubt, I'll choose the former."

"I always felt that you weren't focused enough while playing cards. So you were thinking about work." Baansen was enlightened as he smiled. "No, I apologize. I should've said that playing cards helps me think."

"Alright, we'll wait for you." Melissa retracted her gaze and adjusted the ruffled edges of her goatskin sleeve.

As it was long past the operating hours of the public carriages, the siblings had no choice but to hire a rental carriage nearby after bidding farewell. It cost 2 soli for 45 minutes.

"I heard that every carriage driver will randomly increase the price," Benson grumbled in a low voice after he paid most of the money he had won with his heart aching.

Klein smiled and said, "I think it's acceptable.

"I think it's acceptable. It's almost 11 o 'clock."

"I was just joking. What I'm thinking now is that we can actually do joint hiring. Together with other customers, we can reach many places in 45 minutes," Baansen said as he looked out the window at the people who were hiring carriages.

I get it. It's carpooling … Klein rubbed the silver-inlaid patterns on the tip of his cane.

"We don't have a problem, but the other customers do. Baansen, haven't you noticed? They are very concerned about their image and are very concerned about 'decency.' I think this might be a common trait among the middle class. "

"Yes." Baansen nodded seriously. "The Wood family is more extravagant than I imagined. However, Old Wood's salary is only four pounds a week … Heh, decency might be the biggest difference between some middle class people and curly-haired baboons."

Did the curly-haired baboon provoke you … Klein almost couldn't hold back his laughter.

Melissa did not join in their discussion. She sat in her seat and glanced at Klein from time to time, making his hair stand on end.

The light two-wheeled carriage sped through the quiet and dark streets, arriving at Zouteland Street in twelve minutes.

"Wait for me here for five minutes. I'll be back in less than five minutes," Klein emphasized. He put on his hat, took his cane, and got out of the carriage.

The coachman had no problem with waiting, because it was time and not the distance.

Walking up the stairs, Klein arrived outside the Blackthorn Security Company and knocked on the door.

In less than ten seconds, the door opened, and Leonard Mitchell, in a vest and shirt, appeared before him.

"You don't have to be on duty tonight," Leonard emphasized in surprise.

Klein only needed to be on duty at Chanis Gate for one day a week. The rest of the time, he could still maintain his normal schedule. As for sudden incidents at night, they would be handled by the Sleepless who liked the night.

But sleeping only two to three hours a day would cause hair loss and memory loss … Every time he thought of this, Klein could not help but mock Captain Dunn Smith.

"I have something to report," he said simply.

"A mission?" Leonard gave up his spot at the door and asked casually.

Klein had just entered the reception hall when he saw Dunn walk out in a black trench coat. His gray eyes were as deep as ever.

"Captain, I encountered a Transcendent incident."

"What's the specific situation?" Dunn asked directly.

Klein told him everything that had happened and how he handled it.

"… So, I think there's a need to investigate Hanass Vincent."

Back then, he believed that since the evil being invited by the magic mirror divination hadn't caused a tragedy and hadn't given him any warnings of extreme danger, it meant that the other party still needed time and wasn't willing to awaken or control Selena ahead of time. Therefore, as long as he didn't directly expose his motives, the evil being would definitely choose to wait and see. Under such circumstances, it wasn't too difficult for Elizabeth to lure Selena to the bedroom door.

"You handled it well. You seized the moment before the evil spirit completely descended and possessed you." Dunn nodded slightly. "Leave the rest of the investigation to us. You can go back and rest."

Klein heaved a sigh of relief and chuckled.

"I thought you would make this a mission for me to join the team and let me complete it alone, Captain."

From the incantation provided by Elizabeth, Hanass Vincent was definitely dangerous …

"That's because you already have a mission to join the team." The casual Leonard chuckled.

"What?" Klein jumped in fright.

The corners of Dunn's mouth curled up as he explained in a mellow voice, "Around seven in the evening, we received a case from the police station.

"At around seven o 'clock in the evening, we received a case from the police station. Initially, it was confirmed that the case was not dangerous or urgent, so we planned to let you complete it alone tomorrow."

"Alright, don't ask what the case is. Have a good sleep tonight. Move your rest day to Tuesday or Wednesday."

Captain, I won't be able to sleep if you do this … Besides, Monday afternoon is the date of the Tarot Gathering … Do I have to delay the "news" for Justice and The Hanging Man? Klein shook his head with a wry smile and bade farewell.

When he reached the stairwell, he suddenly sensed something and looked up at the carriage he had hired. He saw Melissa quietly sizing him up through the window.

When their eyes met, Melissa turned her head and sat up straight.

The corners of Klein's mouth twitched as he walked into the carriage as though nothing had happened.

Under the crimson moon and pure night sky, the two-wheeled carriage sped through one street after another.

Back home, Klein got Baansen to take a shower while he went to Melissa's bedroom door and knocked twice.

Melissa, who was about to go to the bathroom, opened the door and looked at her brother in confusion.

"Melissa, do you have anything to ask? I know you do, "Klein said directly.

Don't always observe in the dark …

Melissa's lips quivered as she furrowed her brows.

"Klein, what did you do to Elizabeth? I feel like something's wrong with her. "

"Also, Selena became very strange after that."

Klein, who was prepared, returned with a question.

"Do you know that Elizabeth and Selena are mysticism enthusiasts?"

"… I know, but I don't like it. I don't think there's anything in this World that's incomprehensible." Melissa was taken aback as she replied seriously, "Everything we don't understand is because we don't have enough knowledge."

"Yes, I think so too," Klein echoed guiltily.

I did think so in the past, until I succeeded in courting death …

He coughed lightly and continued, "Mysticism includes Hermes.

"Mysticism includes Hermes, which is the language used for ancient sacrifices and prayers. Elizabeth knows that I'm good in this field. Heh, this is the field of historians, after all, so she asked me about the corresponding pronunciations and their specific meanings."

Melissa nodded slightly, accepting her brother's explanation because it matched her understanding of both parties.

"As for why Elizabeth and Selena became strange later on, I'm not sure of the exact reason." Klein cleared his name and said, "But I can guess."

"You can guess?" Melissa blurted out in surprise.

Klein stroked his mouth and said, "That's right.

"I'm guessing from what Elizabeth asked me. The Hermes words she mentioned are related to divination and some evil sacrificial targets. Hmm, did Selena recite the Hermes words when she did the magic mirror divination?"

He took the initiative to mention this matter so that his sister would be wary of similar things in the future. It would be even better if she could stay away from Selina and Elizabeth.

"Yes …" Melissa replied hesitantly. "I think I understand why Y 'lisabet and Selena are so weird …"

At this moment, Klein deliberately asked,

"Because Selena's magic mirror divination involves evil and illegal beliefs, after Elizabeth figured out the meaning of Hermes from me, she found an opportunity to rebuke her and correct her mistake?"

"I think so." Melissa had no doubt about this conclusion because she had deduced it herself.

Seeing that his persuasion was effective, Klein heaved a sigh of relief.

"You have to warn Selena more in the future and get her to return to the right path of faith."

As he said this, he tapped his breast four times in a clerical manner.

"Yes, I will!" Melissa answered firmly.

"Also, don't tell Y 'lisabet and Selena about our deductions and what I said. I promised Y' lisabet I wouldn't tell you," Klein emphasized.

"Okay." Melissa nodded lightly.



8 AM Monday, Blackthorn Security Company.

Klein took off his hat and greeted Roshan and Bright. After chatting about the weather, he entered Captain Dunn Smith's office.

He pushed open the door and looked up. He was shocked because Dunn's face was rather pale. His gray eyes were slightly turbid and had lost their usual depth.

"Did something happen, Hanass Vincent?" Hanass Vincent? "Klein asked in surprise and concern.

Dunn rubbed his forehead, took a sip of coffee, and smiled wryly.

He smiled bitterly and said, "Hanass Vincent is dead."

"Killed by who?" Klein held his cane and sat opposite Dunn.

Dunn did not answer directly. He sighed and said,

He sighed and said, "Leonard and I went to look for Hanass Vincent last night. As he didn't show any signs of abnormality, and there wasn't anything strange at home, I decided to enter his dream to search for clues."

"In his dream, in his dream …"

Dunn repeated it twice. His eyes unconsciously revealed fear as he said,

"In his dream, I saw a cross, a huge cross that filled the sky. On this cross, there was a naked man nailed by black iron nails. His arms were spread out, and his feet were on them. His head was hanging down like a pendant, and his body was covered in bloodstains."

"When I saw this scene, I fainted and left Hanass Vincent's dream. When I woke up, Leonard told me that Hanass had died in his sleep."

"A huge cross, hanging upside down, a man covered in blood … This is similar to the True Creator that a few secret organizations believe in, but it's also very different …" Klein speculated in puzzlement.

The secret organizations that believed in the True Creator had only appeared in the past two to three centuries, such as the Aurora Order and the Iron and Blood Cross. But in the past thousand years, similar images had never disappeared.

Dunn rubbed his forehead again.

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