"What?" the brown bear Toller was startled, looked at Klein, then at the room, and rushed in with an agility that he shouldn't have.

He pulled back the white cloth covering the corpse, examined it carefully a few times, and said with a sigh of relief:

"Better than I thought, it's not too much of a problem. ”

Maybe I should pull out the revolver and send Congressman Maynard five demon hunting bullets to see if the problem is serious...... Klein sneered, pointed to the door, and said:

"There's nothing for me to do after that, is it?"

"No!" Toller cried out, "you wait a little longer. ”

Crane asked in confusion:

"Why?"

"We must take precautions," Toller explained, very solemnly, "and when we have asked Mrs. Sharon and made a confession, I will send you back to Zotland Street." ”

Maynard, who had been dead for more than 10 hours, could have come back to life, but what else could not have happened? What should I do if you are gone? Toller silently added in his heart.

"Okay. Klein rubbed his forehead and said, "You find a quiet room for me to rest." ”

He has only been promoted for a day, and his state is still unstable in all aspects, and he has held several rituals just now, used two charms, and was quite frightened, so he must meditate as soon as possible to eliminate the problem.

Now Klein is extremely wary of "out of control".

Toller put the white on the white bully, and obviously relaxed a lot:

"No problem. ”

He led Klein into the guest room near the tanning room, pointed inside, and said:

"Inspector Moretti, you can rest assured that no one will come to disturb you, and I will go find Lady Sharon first. ”

Klein nodded slightly, watched the other man leave, then closed the door and closed the curtains.

In the dimly lit and quiet bedroom, he slowly walked to the rocking chair and lay down comfortably, allowing his body to swing back and forth rhythmically.

Countless balls of light hallucinations stacked in his mind, and the buzzing in Crane's ears and the throbbing pain in his head faded little by little.

When his condition stabilized, he opened his eyes and looked at the bed, cabinet and other furniture outlined in the dark, and calmly summed up his previous attempts:

"A few more pompous jokes have not received 'feedback' for the time being......"

"Maybe it's because I haven't really controlled the power of the 'Joker' potion, and there are still some negative effects...... Of course, it cannot be ruled out that this may not play a big role. ”

“...... Personally, I'm not very happy to play the 'clown', but since I've chosen this sequence path, I can only go down......"

"In fact, everyone in life has more or less become a 'clown', so don't be too repulsive......"

"We have to figure out what the core elements of 'Joker' are as soon as possible......"

As thoughts swirled through him, Klein suddenly pulled out a brass-colored penny in a denomination of one-half.

It was his habit to tell if Maynard's death was influenced by supernatural factors.

This may be an occupational disease...... Klein shook his head and smiled, his eyes deepened, and he said silently:

"John Maynard's death was influenced by a supernatural element. ”

......

Zheng!

Lying in his rocking chair, he popped out the half-penny coin, watching its brass-colored body tumble and shimmer in the darkness.

The coin landed right in Crane's palm, and the number one half was facing up.

"Negative...... In other words, there were no supernatural factors in John Maynard's death...... This guy seems to have died suddenly in extreme pleasure...... The dead are great, so I don't have to laugh at him Chinese colloquialism......" Crane put away his coins and emptied his brain in the dark, dark and faint room, and almost fell asleep.

Knock, knock, knock.

With a slow, rhythmic tapping, Crane straightened his clothes, put on his floppy hat with a police coat of arms, and left the chaise longue and walked slowly to the door.

As soon as his right palm touched the armrest, a picture suddenly appeared in his mind:

Inspector Toller, who looked like a brown bear, stood outside the door and pulled down his neckline, his expression revealing obvious annoyance and helplessness.

Twisting the handle, Crane opened the door without hurrying.

Inspector Toller appeared in his eyes, tugged at his collar, and said:

"I'm so sorry to keep you waiting too long. ”

"We've talked to Mrs. Sharon and recorded our statement, and you can go back to Zotland Street. ”

"I'm really sorry for delaying your precious time. ”

Crane didn't ask the other party about the reason for his current mood, and instead smiled:

"Mrs. Sharon admitted to being with Councillor Maynard last night?"

"Yes, she said that under the catalysis of a large amount of alcohol, she and Councillor Maynard could not control themselves for a while, and after discovering the sudden death of the other party, she was very frightened, and after a little treatment, she escaped from the room and hid back in her own room, we have no reason to accuse her of a crime for the time being, so we can only let her leave, restrict a certain amount of freedom, and wait for further autopsy results. Inspector Toller described in detail.

Klein tilted his head slightly, and smiled keenly:

"Who are you explaining to?"

Toller was stunned for a moment, and then smiled bitterly: "Yes, I don't need to explain anything to you, I was annoyed by Mrs. Maynard, so I subconsciously said so much." ”

"Councillor Maynard's wife is back?" Klein asked abruptly.

"Yes, it's a pity that there was an anomaly in the steam train today, and there was no delay. Toller replied in the affirmative in a joking way.

Crane didn't ask any more questions, checked that his belongings were complete, and followed Inspector Toller to the staircase, all the way back to the bottom floor.

"Why didn't you arrest her?"

"She's a murderer! I'm going to accuse her, I'm going to accuse you of dereliction of duty!"

"I'm going to ask the best barrister to sue you!"

......

A slightly harsh voice came into Klein's ears, and he subconsciously looked over and saw a plump and fair-skinned middle-aged woman in the living room area, supported by two young people, glaring at the other side angrily, and kept scolding.

"Beckland's Court-style Long Skirt ...... Popular This Year" Klein, who often flips through the magazine "Ladies of Aesthetics", first came up with such an anachronistic idea, and then saw a woman who was protected behind him by several gentlemen.

This lady is wearing a long black dress, her skin is white and smooth, her brown hair is like a waterfall, and her brown eyes are as innocent and pitiful as a deer in the forest, which makes people want to take care of her.

Mrs. Sharon...... Klein suddenly remembered the "little dirty film" starring the other party, hurriedly raised his right hand, pressed it against his mouth, and coughed dryly twice.

Professionally, he tapped his left tooth twice, and observed everyone present with his "spiritual vision":

Mrs. Maynard's body has some minor problems, and the color of her aura is relatively thin...... Her anger and her hatred can be intuitively felt from the color of her emotions...... This is very much in line with how she behaves on the outside......

Hey, Mrs. Sharon's emotional color is blue, which represents rational thinking and a calm state...... This is the complete opposite of the panicked nervousness and pitiful appearance she looks...... Sure enough, the person who can become a courtesan is definitely not a white rabbit...... She is in very good health......

After the inspection, Crane was about to withdraw his gaze, when he suddenly saw Mrs. Sharon quickly raise her head, glance in her direction, and then lowered her head again, looking timid and trembling.

If I hadn't been able to see your emotional color intuitively, I'm afraid I would have been deceived by your performance...... You should consider going in the direction of "actor...... Without any further remarks, Klein and Inspector Toller walked out of Councilman Maynard's house and returned to Zotland Street in a carriage arranged by the police department.

After replacing the captain, he continued to take turns at Chanisgate and took the opportunity to handwrite a reimbursement application.

After a night without incident, Crane returned to the surface early in the morning and took the breakfast she had entrusted to her from Roseanne.

"I love this pie!" he complimented.

The cost of breakfast, he had given each other in advance.

"Really, then I can try it tomorrow!" replied Roshan delightfully.

...... The corners of Klein's mouth twitched, and he focused on the milk and pie.

At 8:25 a.m., he yawned, forced himself to sleep, and went to a nearby shooting club.

A few days ago, he had made an appointment with the madhouse doctor Dast Guderian to meet at this point in time.

............

Bang! Bang!

In the small shooting range, Crane and Daxter each aimed at their targets and finished a spin of bullets.

With a clang, Daxter shook out the shell and looked sideways at Klein with interest:

"You're more confident than you were before. ”

Of course, I've been promoted to Sequence 8 and have actual combat ability...... Klein's facial expressions and body movements are reflected in his mind, and he deliberately shows a posture of arrogance:

"Because it only took me just over a month to completely master the power of potions. ”

Dust pouted imperceptibly, "Although this is something to be proud of, it doesn't need to be talked about often. ”

Hey, as a "spectator", you didn't even see through my performance...... From this point of view, the "clown" is quite capable of restraining the "audience...... Klein smiled approvingly, and instead asked:

"How has Hood Eugen been doing lately?"

“...... He's really crazy. "I've tried to test him in various ways, and he's really crazy, and I'm thinking about prescribing him the right medicine to see if I can cure him." ”

As a "psychiatrist" in Sequence 7, he pretended to be a mental patient...... Even if there is a certain healing behavior, it does not quite fit the core elements of the potion's name...... This is a vague and erroneous use of "coping", which is not particularly strange to be crazy...... Klein thought for a moment and said:

"Did anyone contact him before he went crazy?"

"No one else has come into contact with him except for the doctors, patients, nurses and handymen in the insane asylum. Dast replied in the affirmative.

Klein gave an "um":

"Did anyone visit him, or did he leave the asylum regularly?"

In order to keep his original promise, Klein did not inquire specifically about Hood Eugen on the first few occasions.

Dast fell into deep thought, and it took a long time before he said:

"Except for the members of the Psychic Alchemy, no more than five people have visited him, and one of them has come three times, and his name is El. ”

Without waiting for Klein to ask, he said to himself:

"But I've heard Hood Eugen mention that El is a pseudonym. ”

"His real name is Lanrius. ”

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