What bad luck.

It was already the middle of the night when Klein was brought back by Urgen, and it was said that the man who had framed him had been taken away by the inspector of the special department of the police department.

Could it be that during the day, the god of lights asked me to threaten Dr. Allen, and then the mercury snake sensed it and inflicted bad luck, right?

……

At the Cragg Club, Klein ran into a man sitting in the corner and not knowing what he was thinking. So, he smiled and went over to say hello.

When Talim saw that it was Crane, he also came back to his senses from his thoughts, and said with the same smile:

"It's a pity Alan and Mike aren't there, otherwise we would have had another enjoyable afternoon."

They all have serious jobs, who can be like you, doing nothing in the club every day.

I really envy you, you don't have to work, and you still have money to spend.

But Klein thought that he was also a member of the Cragg Club every day, and felt that he had no position to accuse Talim.

But I'm different, I don't have money to spend.

Without waiting for Crane to speak, Talim looked around and said:

"Sherlock, there's a big man who heard about your deeds and wants to see you."

I? What do I do? Was he just taken as a thief and fished out of the police station?

"No, thank you very much, Talim, but, I'm sorry."

Klein considered his tone and said as tactfully as he could:

"I'm just a small person, and the slightest innocuous friction between those big people can be a disaster for me."

"Well, the big guy expected it, he just wanted to commission a non-upper-class investigative mission, and the pay was very good, and I told him that you have a wide range of contacts and channels in the middle and lower classes, and you are very active and well-informed."

Thank you.

Klein couldn't help but complain in his heart.

"What is the commission?"

"A while ago, there was a big explosion in the Joe Wood area, and the big man was very interested in the organization symbolized by tarot cards, and he said that it was not the only time, and he hoped that you would find the corresponding clues."

Forehead...... The Aurora will investigate me, the big guys will investigate me, and I will investigate myself.

Klein said with embarrassment:

"Investigating a mysterious organization is not only difficult, but also very dangerous."

"I know, I know, it's five pounds in cash, it's your activity fund, and even if you don't find out anything, you don't have to return it."

Talim smiled, an expression that I didn't know about you yet.

"Moreover, he doesn't need you to take risks to do anything, he just needs to activate channels, collect more relevant information and even rumors, and once he gets useful clues, he will pay you one by one and reimburse you for the expenses of the whole process."

Can I be reimbursed?

"Okay, I'll do my best."

Crane smiled and quickly took the five pounds in cash.

To show his attitude and the value of the £5 commission, Klein left the club in the afternoon and headed for the East End.

He planned to find Old Kohler first, and generously asked the other party to pay attention to the relevant news, and then process the news of the Aurora Society that was going to find the Fool, submit it, and report it to realize the change of direction.

Tell you to trick me into the bureau.

……

Hilston, outside the old house of Detective Issinger.

Klein is here to get a bounty for serial murder, and although the mosquito is small, it is also meat.

Jingle bell, ding bell.

Klein smiled and rang the doorbell.

Detective Issinger's assistant opened the door and invited him into the living room.

"Mr. Stanton is waiting for you in the living room, go in yourself. I'm sorry, but the servants are on holiday today. Coffee or black tea? ”

Klein went outside the living room and slammed the door.

"Dangdang Dang"

The whole house was so quiet that there seemed to be no one, except for the faint knock on the door.

Wrong! Problematic!

Crane quickly moved away from the living room door and cautiously pulled out a copper penny.

Before Klein could toss the coin, the door to the living room suddenly slammed open, leaving the living room in a mess with large patches of blood and scorch marks.

The room was empty, but Crane felt himself being stared at coldly and mercilessly by someone.

The assistant, who had just gone to make tea, saw Klein standing at the door of the living room in a daze, and also looked into the living room, his face suddenly distorted into great fear, and then said word by word:

"You, kill, Stanton, sir......"

Before he could finish speaking, he exploded into pieces all over the ground with a thud.

The dead air was filled with blood, horror, and weirdness, and Crane's body and face remained motionless, as if he was playing "123 Wooden Man" with an invisible enemy in the living room.

"Humph!"

A disdainful snort rang out beside Crane.

The Apostle of Desire, who was playing hide-and-seek with Isenger in the living room, suddenly foresaw mortal danger from the man standing outside the door.

What's going on? How could I be such a threat to me just a little detective with no name?

The Apostle of Desire immediately abandoned his prey and prepared to flee the room where it seemed to be a bomb.

The whole house was suddenly sealed by an invisible force, and the Apostle of Desire, who turned into a black liquid formed by emotions and desires, found himself imprisoned in the house.

I didn't declare the game over, no one can leave.

Wang Zichuan happily sat down on the easy chair belonging to Issinger, he shook it twice, and found that the chair could not swing back and forth.

Go back and ask Klein to buy one too, the kind that can shake up.

Although he lost his fear, the apostle of desire could clearly feel every breath of air he breathed, and the concentration of danger dissolved in it was greatly exceeded.

He felt that there was an existence more evil than the demon, and set his eyes on him.

After the soft snort of the magic lamp, Crane felt that the feeling of being stared at by the viper disappear.

What's going on today, I obviously divined before I went out, what the hell is this suitable visitor?

But Klein didn't dare to be careless, he moved backwards in the direction of the outer door, this kind of thing is too dangerous, he can't afford to play, and he takes his leave.

In the living room, Isinger is enduring intense vertigo, relying on the ring on his hand to simulate the witch's invisibility ability.

Suddenly, there was a noisy sound of footsteps outside the house, and the invisible barrier of the house disappeared abruptly, and the Apostle of Desire seized the opportunity and slipped away in an instant without daring to waste a second.

Then, the door to Issinger's house was violently kicked open, and a large crowd of police officers rushed in, several black guns aimed at Klein, some pointing at the back of the head, some against the back.

"He's not the murderer, I can prove it!"

At this moment, Issinger came out of the living room, in a mess, with several wounds and blood stains on his body.