Ian? Probably one of the street kids adopted by Detective Zariel, right? In the original book, it was he who commissioned Klein to investigate the disappearance of Zerrell, which led to the "5 pounds killing the ambassador" incident.

Thinking so, Abner didn't take the initiative to find Ian and ask about the situation.

At first, Detective Zerrell is probably already cold by this time, and it doesn't matter if he participates in the investigation or not. What's more, his friendship with the other party is not good enough to risk it for him.

Second, if he intervenes in this case, wouldn't Klein probably lose Rosago, the "treasure boy"? In that case, Mr. "Fool" will not know the follow-up formula, but he still remembers...... But the "world" is afraid that it will be difficult to "go online" as scheduled, and this impact will be great.

"If it really delays Klein's growth, maybe it will provoke the ......intervention of the goddess," he muttered to himself, and Abner decided to keep a certain amount of attention to this matter, but at the same time keep a certain distance.

After resting for a while, Abner first sent a servant to bring some souvenirs he had bought in the port of Emmat to the neighbors to show that he had returned, and then drove to the "Brave Bar" on Tiemen Street in the Bridge area.

After handing over to Caspars a note with the location of the cow and a charm he had made to confirm his identity, and asking him to pass it on to Miss Sharon, Abner left the house and returned to the villa on Kingsster Street to continue her "study" work.

It's been over a week since he was promoted to Erudito, and Abner hasn't yet set out to find a follow-up potion recipe, but he's not in a hurry, as he still has the additional source of knowledge and intelligence called the Dream Labyrinth Tower.

At the beginning, he and Hugh took Mr. Gaston through the 9th, 8th, and 7th floors of the "Dream Labyrinth Tower", but they did get a lot of useful information.

However, due to his low strength at that time, he did not dare to easily try the 6th and 5th floors, which were not a small danger, so he could only leave temporarily with regret.

And now, Abner, who can simulate a lot of Sequence 6 level abilities, is quite sure of breaking through these two layers, and just needs to fully analyze and learn a Sequence 5 level ability as a hole card, and is ready to set off for Damir Island.

As for the rule of the "Dream Labyrinth Tower", the two floors 6 and 5 can only use up to Sequence 7 level abilities? This is not a problem for Abner, who has a "pure white eye".

The days of immersion in "learning" always pass quickly, and in the blink of an eye, it is already Saturday, September 22nd.

On this day, Hugh and Forth, who had come to Viscount Slylint's house to attend the salon, were once again "guided" by Miss Audrey......

This time, Audrey's target was clearly Forthth, not Miss Hugh, who already seemed very shrewd.

When she got home in the evening, Furth took out a page of old-looking paper from the gap of a book called "The Geography of the Figures of the Fortress Empire", but the honorific name written on the paper made her very familiar.

She couldn't help but complain to Hugh, "Why does Viscount Slylint's book contain the name of the evil god?" Could it be that there were so many followers of this evil god that there were copies everywhere? But why haven't I heard of Him? ”

When Hugh heard the word "evil god" in Firth's mouth, the corners of his eyes jumped, and he hurriedly confessed to Mr. "Fool" in his heart, begging him to forgive his friend's disrespect.

Through the observation of the two tarot meetings, she has come to believe that the mysterious being above the gray fog is indeed a god with a good temper and is very friendly to believers, so she decided to confess to Mr. "Fool" tonight that the person recommended by Miss "Justice" is herself...... Although she felt that the great King of Yellow and Black would not be unaware of this little thing.

At the same time, she secretly slandered what Foirth had just said: "Mr. Fool actually doesn't have many followers, but there happen to be three of them around you......

Seeing that Hugh did not speak, and was not surprised, Furth casually clipped the old piece of paper back into the page, and asked, "You are so neatly dressed, and you have to go out so late?" ”

"Yes, I just received an 'interrogation' assignment at the Jowood District Police Station, which is relatively close," Hugh replied without concealment......

"How did the MI9 people inform you?" Forth's eyes widened, he looked left and right, and asked puzzledly, "We've been together just now, and we haven't noticed any outsiders coming?" ”

Hugh pointed in the direction of his room and said with a smile:

"Did you know that there's a thing called the telegraph?

"It's a tool that every official MI9 person will be given."

"You've turned positive? When? There was no treat! Furth immediately hugged Hugh from behind and cried out unrelentingly.

……

Joe Wood District, Rice Police Station.

Crane was huddled on a low bench with a bunch of thieves and drunks, and it was very unseemly.

He thought back to today's encounter, it was normal to go to the inventor Raypard's house to invest in a bicycle in the morning, who would have thought that as soon as he arrived home in the evening, he was attacked by Meursault, the executioner of the Zmange Party, and had to kill the other party, and when he was psychic, he actually learned that the other party was behind the ambassador of a country!

This made him completely lose the idea of destroying the corpse, so he had to report the case to the police after putting the relevant evidence in the debris pile above the gray fog, and clearly pointed out that the ambassador of another country was involved, in order to attract the attention of the official.

It was only when asked about his beliefs that he blurted out the phrase "god of steam and machinery", which made him feel a little guilty about the goddess.

Recalling this, as a former inspector, Klein looked at the thief on the left who was chained to the pipe, and then at the drunkard on the right who could vomit at any time but kept shouting to hit people, and sighed for a while about the current situation, and didn't know when he would be able to break free.

"There should be one more test to pass and it will be successful...... Hopefully, the police's attention will be on the ambassador and the Zmanger party, and ignore the question of my identity as a little detective, and in theory, hopefully, as long as Mrs. Sameer, Lawyer Jürgen, and others don't say anything that would interest the police...... Well, they and I are also new to each other, so it's impossible to know too much......

"Meursault's extraordinary properties were taken away by me and hidden in the gray mist, and there is nothing strange left about him, no one can find out that he was once an extraordinary, and he will not doubt my strength......"

Crane comforted himself when he saw the previous sheriff with a short brown beard under his chin named Fasin approaching.

"Sherlock Moriarty, follow me to the interrogation room." Sheriff Fasin first commanded, and then, as if remembering something, he reminded in a whisper, "The one who interrogated you, though he has the title of 'Fear of the Seen,' is not actually a wicked person, and as long as you don't try to hide it, she won't punish you." ”

"Thank you......" Klein whispered, while secretly complaining in his heart: "The fear of not seeing"? What the hell is this nickname? Isn't it because he is too short and blocked by the interrogation table that he can't see it?

Of course, complaining and complaining, he still got up and followed in the footsteps of the sheriff.

Around the corner, Sheriff Fasin stopped in front of an iron door and motioned for Klein to enter.

Klein took a breath, exhaled slowly, twisted the handle, and opened the door.

Inside was a small room, surrounded by walls that seemed to be very heavy, with a low table in the middle and chairs on each side.

Illuminated by the elegant gas lamps on the wall, Crane could see the inquisitor opposite, a yellow-haired girl in a knight's training uniform.

She stood behind the table, at most in her early fifties, her cheeks were a little baby fat, and her facial features were delicate and soft, but her eyebrows and eyes seemed to have not grown, and she was quite green.

This outfit ...... This hairstyle ...... This height ...... I think I've seen it on a "late-night live stream......

Isn't she Miss Judgment?