On Sunday afternoon, after making up for the lack of sleep at home due to his duty at Chanis Gate, Klein went to the Dragon Bar.

After being alerted by Mr. "Power", Klein learns that there is a man behind the scenes in Tingen, and that he may well be the target of the other party.

The day before yesterday, he wanted to find the "monster" Ademisole, trying to guess the real purpose of the mastermind behind the scenes by asking what the other party saw.

But his action was interrupted by a sudden loss of control of the punisher, and yesterday he was busy with old Neil's business, so he had to start again today.

Passing through the billiard room and into the underground market, Crane easily found Ademisor, who was cowering in a corner, shivering.

The young man with messy black hair and greasy black hair and an ugly pale face noticed Crane's approach, and immediately covered his eyes and pressed against the wall, trying to move towards the side door.

But Crane had already hurried up, stopped in front of him, and quietly tapped his left tooth twice.

He used his spiritual vision to find that Ademisor's aura was quite unhealthy, that is, although the other party's body did not have a major disease, it was very weak.

At the same time, Klein also found that the emotional color of the "monster" revealed obvious fear and nervousness, and completely lacked the blue of rational thinking.

He stared at Ademisor's face and asked directly:

"What have you been seeing lately? Why hide in a corner and shiver, saying that they are all dead, that they are all corpses? ”

Ademisore lowered his head under Crane's gaze, looked at his toes, and did not dare to look directly at the person in front of him, looking very frightened.

Dressed in gray-blue trousers and a shabby linen shirt, he trembled and replied in a panic:

"I, I just had a dream, the dream was full of blood, and there were dead people all over the ground, haha, woo woo, there was still me in the dead, and there was me! I'm going to die, I'm going to die! I don't want to die, I don't want to die! ”

"The Monster" was speechless, crying and laughing, but the information revealed made Crane's heart sink gradually.

And when he asked the other party why he was afraid of him, the "monster" suddenly crouched down and shouted in extreme panic:

"Don't!"

"Don't!"

Surrounded by the stares attracted by Ademisor's shouting, he suddenly felt very embarrassed.

Seeing that Ademisor just curled up and begged for mercy and didn't say anything else, Crane had no choice but to leave the Dragon Bar.

"Although Adesomir's words are confused, the information revealed is not optimistic." Crane muttered to himself.

But this only allowed him to confirm the malicious intent of the person behind the scenes, and still did not understand the purpose of the other party, which made Klein feel at a loss for what to do.

It seems strange that Crane had entrusted the search for the Red Chimney to the three detectives, but so far to no avail.

He also tried to try his luck with the stupidest way of all, which was to act as a human radar.

It's a pity that the city of Tingen is not too small, and it is probably not clear to walk to find it, and I can't walk much in a whole day.

If you ride in a carriage, his wallet won't be able to hold it.

And he's not a vagrant, and he has his own work to do.

Crane also made excuses to borrow the Nightwatcher's carriage in his free time to look for it, but he didn't make any progress at all.

Even if he reports the situation, this kind of chasing after the wind will not be recognized.

Even if Captain Dunn believed him, it would be difficult for him to send a night watchman to help him find such a thing without evidence.

What's more, only he himself can find that correct red chimney house.

It was also because of the evidence that Leonard had real evidence that Dunn let him go alone.

Crane scratched his head, feeling that he had no choice but to wait for the results of the investigation, so he planned to go to the Fortune Tellers' Club for two hours.

Although he has been promoted to a clown, he has made a lot of fame in this industry because of his previous unremitting playing.

There are regular customers who come back again, and there are also friends who have introduced me.

If he's lucky, he might even earn about half a pound in an afternoon.

This is also a lot of income for the poor Mr. Fool.

What's more, he hired three detectives before, if he didn't work hard to make money, he wouldn't be able to pay the investigation fee when the time came, and it would be over.

But Klein said it too nicely and set up his image too perfectly, so he couldn't change the divination fee at will.

As a fortune-seeker who respected fate, he could only continue to pay 8pence.

Whenever he thought about it, he felt the blood of his heartache, and he longed to go back to the past and beat himself up, and then eat the words back as they were.

Arriving at the Fortune Tellers' Club, Klein met Elizabeth, who came to seek divination because of her frequent nightmares.

During his conversation with Elizabeth, Klein learned about the anomaly in the small town of Lamb Castle.

Distressed, he spent a dream spell, and Crane gave Elizabeth a dream divination, and found a resentful soul in the dream.

Klein told Elizabeth that the nightmare would dissipate on its own in no more than a week.

After seeing Elizabeth off, Crane quickly returned to Blackthorn Security and reported everything he had encountered today to Captain Dunn.

Led by Dunn, Crane and Frye took the seal "3-0782" and headed to the small town of Rumder Castle.

After cleansing the castle of the spirits, Crane discovers the headless corpse and sees a portrait of Mr. Azik in the town, which gives him a first glimpse of the other party's identity.

......

Beckland, a temple-like basement.

Mr. A, dressed in a black robe with a hood, sat quietly in front of the upside-down statue of the giant god and did not move for a long time.

Suddenly, he tilted his ear, as if listening to something.

After a brief pause, Mr. A jerked up his hands and snapped off his right index finger with his left palm.

He shoved the bloody finger into his mouth and chewed it like a snack.

Grunt!

Mr. A's throat squirmed, and he swallowed his bitten finger into his abdomen.

His body trembled, as if he was being grabbed and shaken by an invisible man.

In this state, Mr. A stretched out his right hand and used the blood from the wound to write Rune words on the ground, forming a discourse.

After reading this passage, Mr. A scolded with some anger:

"Rubbish! It's all rubbish! I can't even protect the Lord's heirs! ”

After the anger, he began to think, and soon, he remembered the giant heretic who had left inexplicably before, and suddenly returned today.

"It's him! It must be because of him! ”

Mr. A, who had identified the target, quickly issued an order for the members of the Aurora Society in the surrounding cities to immediately go to Beckland to take revenge on the Giant Heretics and obtain the whereabouts of the Lord's heir from the heretics.