......Detectives? However, the fact that he was able to assist the police department in dealing with such a serious case shows that he is a truly well-known detective, at least in the West Villas field...... Well, the serial murder case involves demon worship, shouldn't it be handed over to the night watchman, the substitute punisher, or the mechanical heart?

Well, 11 homicides in a row must have caused a stir, and the West Villas field is under a lot of pressure and is not willing to wait like that?

Klein flashed many thoughts in an instant, but a smile appeared on his surface:

"Okay. ”

He boarded the carriage hired by Isenger Stanton, and saw a young man with good brown hair inside.

"This is my assistant. The emaciated, angular Issinger introduced, "You may be seated." ”

He did not close the door of the carriage, nor did he let the coachman drive the horses forward, as a sign that he had no ill will.

Crane sat down deliberately cramped and asked, a little uneasily:

"Mr. Stanton, what do you want to talk to me about?"

Isinger took out a dark pipe and said, "I want to know what you guys are tracking Ms. Lopez for, what did you hear, or find?"

"This ...... I'm also a detective, so you should know that we have a confidentiality agreement in our business. Klein replied in embarrassment.

"I'm asking you on behalf of the West Villas field, and this has nothing to do with confidentiality agreements. Issinger rubbed his pipe with his thumb and said, "One pound, huh...... How about two pounds?"

With the lessons of the previous Meursault incident, and the fact that there was no need to keep it secret, Klein immediately replied without hesitation:

"Yes. ”

"Okay. Eisinger smiled and took out two £1 bills from his pocket.

Crane made a reminiscence and said calmly, "We only heard one sentence, and Ms. Lopez tried to send her subordinates to tell Caping not to send people over recently. ”

"Kapin?" Isenger nodded slightly, "I see." ”

"Do you know Capin?" Klein didn't hide his stunnedness.

Esinger handed over the banknote and said with a faint smile:

"He's a controversial tycoon in Joewood. ”

"In Beckland, innocent girls often disappear in secluded streets, and after a long time they may be stumbled upon in various brothels, legal or illegal, and a great deal of rumors point to Capping that he is the leader of the bloody and filthy criminals, but because there is not enough evidence, he is still free and has met many big people. ”

If it's true, this guy deserves to die ten thousand times...... Crane nodded and sighed:

"This is Rune, this is Beckland, Mr. Stanton, it's time for me to take my leave. ”

"Thank you for your cooperation. Issinger politely half-stood up and said, "By the way, your martial arts skills are quite good, maybe we will have a chance to work together in the future, what should I call you?"

"Sherlock Moriarty. Klein replied succinctly, and stepped out of the carriage.

It was only when he boarded the newly arrived public carriage that Isenger Stanton asked his assistant to close the door and told the driver to go to Hilston.

Looking out the window, the middle-aged gentleman with gray temples put away his dark pipe, took out a brass ornament from his coat pocket, and slowly rubbed it in his hand.

The brass ornament was a small, spread out book with an eye erected in the center.

"The appearance and dress of Mr. Moriarty just now are a little incongruous, he wears very Sven gold-rimmed glasses, but deliberately grows a beard around his mouth, looking vulgar and barbaric, which is not quite in line with normal thinking, in this era, people who are willing to wear gold-rimmed glasses are often very concerned about their own image, the image of knowledge and temperament, perhaps, he is deliberately hiding something...... Of course, it is also possible that he is a gentleman with an aesthetic that is different from ordinary people......" Eichinger seemed to be talking to himself, as if he were teaching his assistant.

At this moment, Klein, who was in the public carriage, leaned his back against the wall of the carriage and muttered silently:

"There's something wrong with that Detective Eisinger Stanton, since I opened my mind, he's always kept the blue of rational thinking and the indifferent detachment, the purple where spirituality dominates, and very few other emotional colors have emerged. ”

"For a normal person, unless they are concentrating on the problem, it is difficult to maintain a similar state for too long, and there will inevitably be other emotional colors, the difference is the question of how long to stay. ”

"Hmm...... Either Detective Issinger Stanton is such a genius who observes and reasons all the time, a gifted fellow, or he's an extraordinary man?"

Divided into two levels, the railroad carriage carrying more than forty passengers headed towards the Beckland Bridge area, and Klein gradually retracted his thoughts, and looked out the window, admiring the various buildings on the other two or three floors across the street.

Occasionally, he could see brown houses five or six stories high, a testament to Beckland's latest trends and the Kingdom's most cutting-edge building techniques.

After a change, Klein arrived at Iron Gate Street and stepped off the carriage across from the Brave's Bar.

Because it was not yet the busiest time of the bar, as soon as he entered, he saw Caspars sitting at the bar drinking.

The rosacea-nosed old man asked for a cup of Lie Langzi, savoring the aroma of malt and the burning heat that irritated his throat, and narrowed his eyes in satisfaction.

Klein leaned in, knocked on the bar, and asked with a smile:

"Is Marić there?"

At the same time, he put one hand in his pocket and held the Azk bronze whistle, shielding it from its negative effects with spirituality.

And before he could finish speaking, he suddenly felt that his eyes swept over him, full of scrutiny.

When he had finished asking, the gaze looked away again, as if to look at Caspers.

The old man with a huge scar on his face opened his eyes and saw that it was Klein, and said angrily:

"He didn't come, and he didn't come yesterday. ”

Didn't come...... Crane breathed a sigh of relief and no longer wrapped the Azk Bronze Whistle with spirituality.

When I mentioned Marić just now, someone was looking at me...... When it became clear that I was asking about Marić's whereabouts, his eyes shifted again...... Someone is looking for Marić...... Crane resisted the urge to look back, mentally analyzing the previous anomaly.

Combined with one of his original doubts, he felt that the question seemed to have a rough answer.

I was very confused last week, why should there be a sequence 5 level bodyguard lady to accept 1000 pounds 3 days of protection tasks, this is not to say that the price is too low, but a similar level can already be regarded as a strong person, in the Church of the Goddess, it is enough to serve as a deacon on the night watch or a diocesan bishop, if you can still get the favor of the "holy relic", you can even compete for the seat of the archbishop and senior deacon......

Among the various secret organizations and intelligence agencies, Sequence 5 also means the identity of the head of the large region or the number two or third person in the region, even if it is a wild and unorganized extraordinary, a strongman with this strength is enough to establish a small organization of his own......

No matter from which point of view, Miss Bodyguard can enjoy the dedication of her subordinates, and there is no need to "take orders" in person......

At that time, I thought that the most likely thing was to hire a "security officer" who could support me for a while under the strong men sent by Beckron and create opportunities for me, who knows, the bodyguard lady is terrifying......

Judging from today's events, Miss Bodyguard and Marić may be similar to me, with sensitive identities and must hide in Tibet, well, their situation may be even worse, and they must always worry about hunting down...... Hey, if you can hunt down Miss Bodyguard, even if that organization doesn't have a high-level powerhouse, there must be a "holy relic", or a multi-sequence 5......

Of course, this is all my speculation, perhaps because Marić's identity as an Extraordinaire was revealed and he was targeted by the Mechanical Heart team......

In the midst of all the thoughts, Klein said regretfully:

"Well, I want to play cards with him. ”

Hearing these words, which obviously did not conform to the other party's style, Caspars was alert, and did not look around, but said with a smile:

"I'm going to organize a game of cards in the evening, Texas, do you want to participate?"

"No, I'd just like to play until dinner now, hey, I'd better go home honestly. Crane sighed, ran out of wine and left the "Brave Bar".

He had originally intended to ask Caspars for information about the gathering of the other Extraordinary, but after such a situation, he cautiously abandoned the idea.

Actually, he could have gone to a relatively closed place such as a card room to communicate with Caspers about the corresponding questions, but to be on the safe side, he decided to wait until next time.

Crane also didn't rush home, but went to the one-bedroom apartment he rented in the East Side, and went to the gray fog to do a divination to make sure that no one was following him.

Reassured, he arrived on Minsk Street before it was dark and found the newspaper box stuffed with various newspapers he had subscribed to.

"I was in a hurry to go out today, I didn't have time to see it, at the Cragg Club, I had a good meal after practicing guns, I took a nap, and I was pulled by Talim to play a few games of tennis, heh, the technique is not enough, and the physical fitness can make up for it......" Klein muttered silently, opened the door and entered the house, and twisted the gas gate.

He took the newspapers, went into the living room, sat down on the sofa, lit the wall lamp, and flipped through them at will.

Klein first browsed the Beckland Morning Post, and went straight to the fifth page, where he saw an advertisement, an advertisement for the acquisition of goods by the Hornst Firm!

The quotations are 7p per litre for flour, 1 sule/lb for butter, 6p per lb for lard, 1 sule/lb for cream, and 8 suller/lb for marquis black tea leaves......

That is to say, tomorrow night at eight o'clock in the old place there is a gathering of extraordinary people, the door opening code is 7 taps, 1 tap, and the interval is 6 long and 1 short, in turn...... The 3 and 8 in the back don't make sense...... Klein read the contents, leaned back on the couch, and began to look forward to tomorrow night's party.

He wants to sell some of the recipes to see if he can buy the corresponding materials or items!

PS: Ask for recommended tickets and monthly passes on Monday~!