In a room filled with the empty scent of the "Amanda" hydrosol and the "Spiritual Eye" potion, Kapin's men were manipulated by the possessed Klein into chanting the honorific name of the "Fool".

In the monotonous but rhythmic whisper, in the fragrance that makes it difficult to concentrate, the man's spirit gradually diverges, and the whole person becomes muddy but maintains a certain degree of strange lucidity, as if he is conducting self-hypnosis.

With the "help" of Klein in the spirit form, and under the influence of the feedback brought by reciting the name of the "Fool", he entered the state of "artificial sleepwalking" little by little, and the star spirit body approached the gray mist at infinity, and approached the mysterious place above the gray mist.

Klein seized the opportunity to end the summons and return to the majestic ancient palace to sit in the place that belonged to the "Fool".

He saw a clear light swinging in circles beside him, outlining the illusory figure of Kaping's men, and this mysterious space was affected by the ritual, and there was a slight shock, and some power was pried and slowly flowed.

Klein picked up the "Black Emperor" card and made a paper figure flash in his palm.

With a flick of his wrist, the paper figure flew out, absorbing the little bit of power that had been prying on the gray mist, and turned into a man wearing a gray and black peaked cap and a thick cotton coat, exactly the same as that of Kaping's men, and there was no difference in breath and feeling.

The paper figure overlapped with the target's phantasm, and instead of him, he withstood the mysterious and unknown limitations of the spirit's body.

At the same time, Klein held the "Black Emperor" card in his hand, spreading spirituality, and touched the phantom of Kaping's hand outlined by the clear light.

This is an application of the secret element, the weak human being is in tune with the great being a little bit, feeling the corresponding knowledge, and obtaining a wonderful spiritual experience, unlike the normal, here, Klein plays the role of the great being.

In this state of close fit, interaction is corresponding, human beings can obtain the knowledge of the great being, and the great being can naturally read the desired scene by asking questions.

If it weren't for the fact that Crane didn't have the extraordinary ability to master the realm of the mind, he would still be able to use this hint.

"Who are the powerful people in Caping Villa?" Klein asked, through the interactive spirituality.

The phantom passed on the images from his memory without the slightest resistance, making Klein feel like he was watching a holographic movie:

The man in the cap stood fearfully and respectfully in the room, in front of him a middle-aged gentleman in a black tuxedo and a white hair cover.

This gentleman had a long, thin and serious face, and his mouth was naturally pursed, giving people an unusually cold feeling.

He took out a pocket watch of the same color along the gold bracelet, pressed it and looked at it, and then said in a deep voice:

"Look at me. ”

The man in the cap raised his head in disobedience, looked ahead and said:

"Yes, Mr. Heras. ”

Before he could finish speaking, he saw a pair of eyes that shimmered with a strange light, and heard the commanding words:

"Keep it a secret!

"Nothing you see or hear inside this villa can't be divulged out to people outside. ”

The man in the cap trembled inexplicably, only to feel that he had to do what the other party told him.

He lowered his head again and said:

"Yes, Mr. Heras. ”

......

The man in the cap carried an unconscious girl down the stairs to the entrance of the underground area.

There, there was a small room separated from it, and in it sat a bearded man whose age was not discernible was seated.

The bearded man, with his cold blue eyes and a fine flannel cloth in his hand, was earnestly wiping the off-white complex rifle on the table.

The rifle was thick and long, and was piped to a large mechanical box of the same color.

This is a high-pressure steam rifle!

This is a military regulated product!

"Mr. Belize......" said the man in the cap bowed his head in greeting.

......

The man in the cap entered the neatly laid out underground building like a prison, locked the unconscious girl in one of the small rooms, and reluctantly touched the sensitive parts of the other.

He locked the door of his house, returned to the hallway, and picked up the lantern assigned to him.

Just then, he saw a figure walking slowly from the depths of the corridor at the other end.

The figure's gaze seemed to see through the darkness, and it was not carrying any lighting devices.

The man in the cap took advantage of the light of the lantern and found that it was a woman in her thirties.

The woman wears a brown floppy hat with a cocked middle, a thin white shirt and suspender trousers, and a pair of knee-length cowhide-colored boots.

She had a few old scars on her face, and a cruel smile on her lips.

The man in the cap bowed his head in shock and fear, and muttered:

"Ms. Katie......"

The woman ignored him, approaching and passing as if he were just a piece of air.

When the lady called Katie was gone, the man in the cap pouted and said:

"Bitch! getting laid is definitely worse than a whore!"

He pushed his crotch up, put on the lantern, and left the underground area.

......

The man in the cap met two men in the opulent, glittering golden hall.

One of them is 1.65 meters tall, with a somewhat fat figure, no characteristics in appearance, but his eyes are always terrifying, and the other one is in his early seventies, looking quite old-fashioned, with a slight forehead line, his nose bridge is high, his brown eyes are bright, and he doesn't look intimidating.

"Mr. Capin......" The man in the cap greeted the middle-aged man who was a little fat, and then said to another, "Mr. Parker......

......

In the early morning glimmer, the man in the cap was at the entrance to the underground area when he encountered an indifferent middle-aged gentleman known as Mr. Heras.

Heras, wearing a white hair cover, glanced at him standing beside him respectfully, and stretched out his right palm without care, aimed at the entrance of the underground area, and said in a majestic and low voice:

"Confinement!"

Silently, there was a subtle difference in the sensation around you.

......

There are four extraordinaires in total, at least four of them...... The strongest should be that Mr. Heras, at least Sequence 6, maybe even Sequence 5...... I don't know what the path is, it's somewhat similar to the "Black Emperor" path...... According to the scene just now, it can be preliminarily judged that the ban is only for the underground area, not the whole villa, and it is also that people come and go during the day, and once it is banned, it will be too troublesome to enter and exit...... I wonder if it's the same at night...... Klein analyzed the information he had just obtained, and asked again:

"What does the overall layout of the villa look like?"

He quickly received feedback and saw scenes such as the resplendent hall, the elegant and spacious dining room, the corridor that runs through the first floor, the washroom, the underground area, and so on.

Through them, Klein pieced together the general layout of the Caping Villa in his mind.

Feeling the drain of spirituality, he asked one last question:

"What big names does Caping have close ties to?"

The scene presented in front of his eyes was the golden hall just now, where half-naked girls were prostrate and served alcohol to the guests, or let them beat and scold and play, or were directly dragged to some secluded place and tortured.

They were not very old, their expressions were painful and numb, and if they were a little sluggish or not enthusiastic enough, the attendants or maids of Capping would whip them.

These subordinates witnessed the sinful scene, but without the slightest sympathy, they rushed to show themselves, trying to gain appreciation.

Klein saw Capin among the guests, the indifferent Mr. Heras, a member of the House of Commons who was often in the newspapers, and the fat man known as the Associate Superintendent......

......

That's a deputy superintendent of the Beckland Police Department? This is the top of the police department...... Those subordinates didn't have a good ...... Also, the villa must be screened and trustworthy...... Crane rubbed his forehead, halting the close-fitting state - the man in the cap was just a small leader, and there was more to know or participate in.

And until this time, the mysterious unknown limit has not been touched.

Crane ended the ritual and let the other person's figure disappear into the gray mist, and he immediately returned to the real world.

In the room with an ethereal smell, he sat on the edge of the bed, looked at the man in the cap who was unconscious on the ground, analyzed the feasibility of the performance based on the information he had just obtained, and thought about one plan after another.

Eventually, Klein had a definite idea and muttered to himself silently:

"Maybe you don't need a helper......

"Helpers will drag me down and make it difficult for me to escape when I am in danger.

"It's very important to pick the right time. ”

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

Nearly fifty minutes later, the man in the black and gray cap appeared in the East Side, heading straight for the streets controlled by the Zmanga Party.

As soon as he saw several highlanders with dark complexions, thin and lean faces, and full of fierce faces, he immediately leaned closer, pretended not to look at the road, and bumped into one of them.

"Damn, you trash!" the man in the cap cursed loudly, punching his fist.

The highlanders, who were already fond of fighting, fought with him without showing weakness.

In the process, the man in the cap pulled out his dagger, and the highlanders also showed their weapons.

Poof!

During the battle, a dagger was dodged into the neck of the man in the cap, hitting the artery right in the vein.

The man in the cap fell, red blood pooling around his head.

He quickly lost his life, and an illusory and transparent figure in his body disappeared.

Crane returned to the Grey Mist and used it as a springboard to re-enter his body and open his eyes inside a cheap hotel in Jowood.

He took care of the remaining traces and went to the front desk to exit the room.

All the way back to Minsk Street, Klein was once again above the gray fog.

He wants to divinate a simple but crucial message!

He picked up his pen and wrote down a line of words:

"It's time for today's dinner in Caping. ”