The concrete road was dirty from the long rain, and the gas lamps on either side of the adult men's height glowed brightly but miserably due to the wetness of the glass covers.

A horse-drawn taxi drives through the night, surrounded by pedestrians wearing hats or umbrellas.

Crane leaned against the wall of the box, idly admiring the streets of Beckland at night.

At this moment, he suddenly felt the temperature inside the carriage drop a lot, and the cold wind swirled and lingered.

Klein turned his head suddenly, and saw the bodyguard lady in a black gothic court dress sitting opposite at some point.

She said in an illusory and ethereal voice:

"That 'Eye of Wisdom' is aware of my presence. ”

Really...... Crane nodded unsurprised: "He has several magical items, maybe he only noticed it by relying on these things, I even suspect that there is an organization behind him." ”

Otherwise, relying on the power of the "Wisdom Eye" itself, even if it takes more than thirty years, it is unlikely that it will be possible to collect several relatively powerful magical items, the previous "Hurricane Lieutenant General" Ziringers, as one of the seven pirate generals, also has only one "Wriggling Hunger", of course, the latter is more likely to have a high vision and look down on ordinary magical items, after all, relying on "Wriggling Hunger" can be comprehensive and has no weaknesses.

Well, it's also a reasonable explanation that the Eye of Wisdom itself is rich, and it's not too unbelievable to organize so many gatherings and find the right magical items to take them at any cost, and more than thirty years have passed, and it is not too strange to have several collectibles...... Hey, this is the rhythm of having a mine at home, or opening a bank...... Klein complained in his heart.

He didn't specifically mention that he actually guessed that the "Eye of Wisdom" was someone from the Church of the God of Steam and Machines, or the Church of the God of Knowledge and Wisdom, for fear of exposing the fact that he was not just becoming an extraordinary person in front of Miss Bodyguard.

The light-blond-haired bodyguard lady bowed her head slightly, as if agreeing with Klein's suspicions.

Suddenly, she frowned slightly, looked at the opposite car window, and said:

"It smelled of blood. ”

It smells of blood...... Crane looked back in confusion and looked out the window.

In the sparse drizzle, there was a secluded alley.

Near the entrance of the alley, there was a woman in a bright long dress.

At this time, a pedestrian passed by, took a closer look, and suddenly let out a scream.

The horses were slightly startled at the screams, and the coachman quickly tightened the reins, and the carriage slowed down.

By the light of the gas lamp, Crane saw that the woman who had fallen to the ground at the entrance of the alley had a pale face, a deep cut in her abdomen, and the internal organs seemed to have been hollowed out.

The blood on the ground around her was slowly flowing, red and rich.

This...... As a qualified ex-night watchman, he quickly thought of many examples of similar modus operandi.

These examples are often related to demon worship!

And when it comes to demon worship, it's hard to bypass an ancient organization, the "Blood Worship Cult" that first appeared in the Quaternary Age!

According to sources, it was a loose alliance formed by the worship of demons, and there were several so-called demon families within it, such as the North, Andrerad, and Belial, which were not affiliated with each other.

Their obsessive and widespread spread of demonic beliefs led to many bloodsheds, and Mrs. Orianna, the accountant of the Nighter Squad in Tingen, was one of the victims, but was fortunate enough to be saved.

Of course, not all similar cases were done by them, and many people thought those things were cool and started to imitate crimes.

"It's a lot like what the Bloodcult does. Miss Bodyguard whispered, and the figure quickly became transparent and disappeared, not caring if Klein understood it or not, whether it was reasonable or not.

By this time, the carriage had already passed the scene of the crime, and Klein also noticed that there were patrolling policemen coming, so he suppressed the idea of getting out of the car to observe, thinking that he was an ordinary citizen passing by.

Well, citizen Mr. Moriarty......

The Blood Cult holds the "criminal" path, also known as the demon path, and it is said that after Sequence 7, the corresponding extraordinary person will gradually become demonized, but only manifests itself on specific occasions and specific situations......

Sequence 9, "Criminal", has a strong body, a keen intuition, and various criminal abilities, but his conscience has not yet been extinguished...... Sequence 8, known as the "Cold-Blooded One" in ancient times, and the modern name is "Winged Angel", which means that he has lost his conscience, flowed with evil desires, his body is more inhuman, and he can obtain some demon-like magical abilities...... Sequence 7, "The Serial Killer", has mastered many knowledge and rituals of worshipping demons, and likes to please demons with special serial murders......

I don't know what the rest of the sequence is......

The knowledge of the Cult of Blood and the path of demons flashed through Crane's mind, and the drizzle outside seemed to be a little heavier, and the rain on the car window was converging and sliding down, and the whole world became quiet and unclear because of it.

"I think so much about what to do, this kind of thing will definitely be taken over by the Extraordinary Squad, maybe the punisher, maybe the night watchman, I don't need to worry. Crane shook his head and laughed, muttering inwardly.

When he returned to 15 Minsk Street, he had put the case behind him, and first knocked on the door of Summer's house next door, and asked Mrs. Starling to pass it on to Mary, so that she could come tomorrow afternoon to get the evidence, and then wash up and read the newspaper to learn about the current situation and the news of Beckland.

The next day, Saturday morning, Klein took a leisurely breakfast, went out to pick up a freshly washed photo, and chose the one that best saw the faces of Doragu Gale and Erica Taylor, and best reflected their enthusiasm.

After putting the picture away, he rushed to Mrs. Mary's door, went to the Rice police station, and successfully got the 10 pound bail back.

In the process, he also saw the real Sheriff Fasin there, and he was a little uncomfortable.

After withdrawing the remaining 500 pounds of cash from his account, Klein, who had been busy all morning, finally had nothing to do.

Before he prepared lunch, he gave the remaining 600 pounds to the bodyguard lady, leaving him with a total of 146 pounds 8 soles and 5 pence, which was all he could use.

Except for Miss "Justice", there is no debt...... Crane relaxed himself by frying a bone-in steak and topped it with black pepper sauce.

Just as he was in a good mood to taste the medium-rare taste, the doorbell was suddenly rang, and the sound of tinkling bells echoed continuously.

"Mrs. Mary, is it too early?" Crane put down his knife and fork in confusion and walked to the door.

He paused for two seconds, and the image of a visitor outside the door naturally came to his mind.

It was an old-fashioned gentleman in a light gray coat, a half-height silk top hat, and a black gold-encrusted cane, with piercing blue eyes, sideburns dyed white, and nasolabial folds deeply engraved on his face, making his muscles droop.

"Excuse me, who are you looking for?" Klein asked.

The old-fashioned gentleman said in a thick accent on the east shore of the sea:

"You're Detective Charlotte Moriarty?"

"Do you have something you would like to entrust?" Crane nodded, got out of the way, and led the old gentleman to the living room.

He hesitated for two seconds, but still asked out loud:

"Would you rather have coffee, or black tea?"

"A glass of hot water, thank you. The old-fashioned gentleman had taken off his hat and sat down.

Well, it's simple...... Maybe I'll have to consider hiring an assistant to fill the tea and water and clean the room...... Thinking in a distracted way, Klein turned to the kitchen to rinse a cup.

After putting the hot water in front of the old gentleman, he walked to the single sofa, sat down with his hands clasped together, and said:

"What shall I call you?"

"Miller Carter. The old gentleman replied succinctly.

"Mr. Carter, is there anything you would like to entrust?" Klein asked without a pleasant greeting.

As he spoke, he quietly turned on his vision and looked at the other side.

The old gentleman's body is quite healthy, and the aura color of the joint in his left leg is a little problematic, probably due to arthritis...... The mood is dominated by the blue color of calm thinking, with a little anxiety...... Klein only glanced at it and came to a rough conclusion.

Miller Carter picked up the white porcelain cup, rubbed the outer layer and said:

"Here's the thing, I bought a house on Williams Street, hey, I'm from Mt. Haishire, and I'm going to settle in Beckland for business reasons. ”

Williams Street ...... Where? It's been less than a month since Beckland, and when he goes out, he either checks the map or relies on his instincts to try to be calm and reliable.

Miller Carter glanced at him, and under the gesture of his gaze, continued:

"That house is said to have belonged to a bankrupt viscount, probably twenty or thirty years ago, and after several changes of hands, I finally bought it. ”

"I was going to do a little modern renovation, but it turned out that there was a hidden secret door in the basement that led to a large underground building, and I considered that it might be unsafe inside, so I temporarily stopped the construction to prevent the workers and servants from rushing to explore, and I would like you to help confirm the condition of the inside of the underground building. ”

Underground Construction...... Ancient Ruins, Secret Treasures, Klein thought for a moment and said:

"Why didn't you call the police?"

"The police can mobilize dozens or hundreds of times more resources than I am a private detective, and the results of exploration will definitely be better and more guaranteed. ”

Miller Carter rubbed the position between his eyes:

"I don't want too many people to know about it, especially the government departments. ”

"If it's confirmed that there is no danger inside the underground structure, I'm going to repurpose it as part of the whole house. ”

"I know that this is a high risk for you, and I am willing to pay 50 pounds for it, but you can't find more than three assistants, and I can make some compensation afterwards depending on what happened to you. ”

50 pounds, the price is very high...... If I were an ordinary detective, this would already be equivalent to my income for two or three months...... When he first arrived in Beckland, he didn't know any other detectives, so he could only read newspapers and hire people, so he found me...... Klein pondered for a few seconds and said:

"I'll think about it. ”

He suddenly smiled apologetically, pointed behind him and said, "I'll go to the bathroom." ”

Miller Carter nodded imperceptibly and took a sip of hot water.

Entering the bathroom and closing the wooden door, Crane looked into the bathroom mirror and pulled out a copper coin of one-half pence.

Because of the bodyguard lady's presence, he couldn't go to the gray fog to confirm, so he had to rely purely on his own divination level.

"I should take this order. ”

......

Crane said it seven times in silence, popped the copper coin, and watched as his eyes rolled and fell.

Syllable!

The copper coin fell into his palm, and the king's head was facing upwards in affirmation.

Crane bowed slightly, and whispered into the air:

"What about your intuition?"

The figure of the bodyguard lady quickly appeared in the mirror, and she replied without any expression:

"There is a certain danger, but not much. ”

Very good...... Crane put away his coins, washed his hands, and turned to walk out of the bathroom and into the living room.

He looked at Miller Carter and smiled:

"I'll take this commission. ”

PS: Ask for a recommended ticket on Monday, and ask for a monthly pass at the end of the month~