160 Bercolnd Street, inside the restaurant on the second floor.

No sooner had Klein taken a bite of the buttered toast that had been served by the servant when he saw the butler walk in.

Walter bowed and said:

"Sir, someone of unknown origin rang our doorbell last night.

"Because it was late, I didn't wake you up, but let the servants take their double-barreled shotguns and take turns keeping watch all night.

"If you have your permission, I will visit the nearby police station today and ask them to step up their night patrols in this neighborhood. ”

Hiring such a housekeeper has no other drawbacks than being expensive...... Klein bowed his head slightly, took a sip of the fresh milk he had just delivered, and said:

"Good. ”

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

39 Berklund Street, House of Councillor Mahert.

Hazel entered the second-floor living room and saw her mother, Liana, chatting with the housekeeper.

"What's going on?" she said, pulling a strand of dark green hair behind her ear.

Liana laughed:

"Someone rang the doorbell at Dantès' house in the middle of the night last night. ”

"Prank?" Hazel sat down.

"Nobody knows, anyway, Dantès's butler went to the police station this morning. Liana said what she had learned from the servant.

Hazel nodded slightly:

"Getting the police involved is the best way to go. ”

"But it was completely useless, because I didn't know who rang the doorbell, and it was said that no one was useful at the scene. Liana shook her head and smiled.

Hazel was stunned for a moment, and blurted out a rhetorical question:

"It's useless to have a person on the scene?"

"Yes, it seems that Dantès's butler just asked the police department to step up night patrols in our neighborhood, which is a good thing. "As the wife of a member of the House of Commons and the daughter of a barrister, Liana has a good relationship in the police department.

"None of them work......" Hazel repeated in a low voice, falling silent.

After a while, she left the living room and headed back to the third floor.

On the way, she couldn't help but clench her fists and swung them forward a few times, as if testing something, with obvious doubt between her eyebrows.

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

In the master bedroom, Crane looked at the stacks of gold coins in front of him, his eyes full of sparkling colors.

That's worth £4,000 worth of gold coins!

After a week of fundraising, the "Star General" Gardelia finally completed the "Lucky Scales" transaction, paying 6,500 pounds in cash in addition to the gold coins.

Frankly, such a large pile of gold coins does have a more visual impact than a banknote of the same size...... Crane sighed as he took out 13 gold rune coins from Sennor, the "Blood General", from his coat pocket and tossed them into his kind.

After doing all this, he took out the adventurer's harmonica, brought it to his mouth, and blew it.

Silently, Renette Tinnicol with four blonde red-eyed heads appeared in front of her.

"Ma'am, this is the first payment, and it is worth £4,013 in total. Crane withdrew his gaze from the pile of gold coins and looked at Miss Courier.

I have to say that he was a little curious about how the messenger was going to move such a large pile of gold coins, and he remembered that the other party had bitten the letter with his teeth when he received it.

"Very good...... "...... left", "Five thousand ......", "Nine hundred ......", "Eighty ......", "Seven......" Renette Tinicol's head said in turn.

Don't need to remind me...... Klein squeezed out a smile and said:

"I'll raise it as soon as possible. ”

Renette Tinicol didn't speak again, one of the heads trying to open its mouth.

Suddenly, her front became dark and deep, and all the gold coins were like flowing water, attracted by the whirlpool, and rushed over.

After a few seconds, the pile of gold coins was gone.

Renette Tinicol tapped all four of her heads at the same time, and then returned to the spirit realm.

He also had £8,156 in cash and 5 gold runnes...... Barely a rich man...... If there is really any investment opportunity, you can make sure that you can make money, instead of raising the price and talking about it...... In this way, no one will be suspected of being a liar in the short term...... Oh, be optimistic, maybe the investment opportunities in the future will allow me to earn back the previous expenses, and money is always made quickly...... Crane exhaled silently and looked out the window, forcing himself to admire the mist-shrouded streetscape.

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

When night comes, the East End is dark because gas street lamps are scarce and mostly destroyed, as if countless monsters and sins are hidden.

Hugh Dilcha, wearing a hooded cloak, turned into a small alley and came to the outside of a dilapidated-looking house.

It's a new East End party she'd mentioned to Foreth before!

Hugh didn't rush to knock on the door as agreed, but first looked down at what he was dressed and dressed like.

Unlike usual, she was wearing a pair of boots today.

The boots didn't look outrageous, but Hugh knew very well that they had a thick sole and a lot of stuff inside, which could make a person rise a lot "out of thin air".

And this can effectively disguise Hugh's biggest feature!

Touching the hidden thorns, Hugh pulled his hood and knocked rhythmically on the door.

Soon, she was ushered into the living room and sat down at random.

When the attendees were almost there, the convener of the party finally walked in.

He was of medium height, about 1.75 meters, wearing a black classical robe, a peaked country magician's hat, and a brass mask on his face, with a quaint and mysterious temperament.

The complexion is darker, but not brown, like that of a person in the Fenerport Disi Bay area...... But this is not certain, maybe it is sunburned...... The hair is jet black and slightly curly, which is in line with the first judgment...... Hugh looked at the other party with the gesture of "sheriff".

The man in the brass mask looked around, laughed in a low voice, and said:

"You can call me Mr. X. ”

Mr. X...... The corners of Hugh's mouth twitched.

- After becoming a peripheral member of MI9, she learned about many secret organizations, including the Aurora Society.

Therefore, she knows very well that the oracles of the Aurora Society use letters as code names and like to call themselves Mr. and Ms. So.

And in her opinion, claiming to be so self-proclaimed in front of outsiders has a feeling of actively revealing her identity and origin, after all, the members who attend the party cannot all be extraordinary people who have seen less and have fragmented knowledge!

No wonder the MI9 gentleman said that the Aurora Society is crazy and cannot understand their behavior with normal human logic...... Since Mr. A. disappeared, there have been several cases in Beckland of meeting under his name or his companions for profit, and the principals were quickly reported and arrested...... Well, this Mr. X is not necessarily from the Aurora Society, maybe he is the same as the previous ones...... Hugh withdrew his scrutinizing gaze and quietly watched the meeting.

She rarely reports anything like this, because she has had the experience of a wild extraordinary person struggling to survive, and understands that it is not easy for everyone, so as long as nothing happens, she will not provide the corresponding information to MI9.

If you are sure that they are the oracs of the Aurora Society, then you have to report them, they are all crazy people, and they will bring great harm...... Hugh thought as he watched others exchange messages or close deals.

She wasn't deeply involved, partly because she didn't have much of an item or intel to show up, and secondly because she was saving money for the "Interrogator" potion.

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

After the party and returning to his home in the Jowood district, Hugh saw Furth lying there with a supposedly hydrating mask and reading a book.

"How's that party?" asked Firth, feigned nonchalance.

Hugh threw his cloak aside and said:

"There are a lot of people at the party, and there are a lot of items that appear, but they are still concentrated in the low sequence. ”

"At the first meeting, no one will come up with something good. Forth put down his hand.

"Hmm. Hugh nodded and said, "The organizer of the party calls himself Mr. X, but no one knows whether it has anything to do with Mr. A." ”

Mr. X...... It is suspected that the aurora will be a miracle ...... Could it be Louis Vain, who lifted his spirits and leaned back:

"What does he look like?"

"He's masked!" Hugh glanced at Furth, "do you think my vision can cut through obstacles?"

"No, no, no, I mean, his overall image. Foirth had seen a full-length portrait of Louis Wynn from his teacher, Dorian Gray, and knew the characteristics of his image.

As a "sheriff", Hugh effortlessly restored the image of Mr. X, and said suspiciously:

"Regardless of whether it has anything to do with Mr. A or not, taking such a name is likely to be reported, isn't he worried?"

After listening to Hugh's description and seeing the portrait she showed with the help of the "sheriff" ability, he was already secretly happy in his heart, thinking that Mr. X was probably the traitor of the Abrahamic family, Louis Vane!

Don't worry about reporting because he is a "traveler", what accidents can be calmly escaped? If the official organization follows the experience of dealing with Mr. A, there is really no way to keep him...... Foirth muttered silently, not further on the subject, and instead asked about something else.

When Hugh went to take a shower, she used her "astrologer" ability to ask about her spirituality, overlapping the image of Louis Vane with that of Mr. X, and getting the answer that they were the same person!

"It really is!" said Furth to his feet, pacing up and down in the living room excitedly and happily.

Her first thought was to report it to the churches, with a hint that the target had the ability to be a "traveler", and immediately remembered that she had tried to hire Mr. "World" to assassinate Louis Wayne.

"Anyway, first ask Mr. 'World' if he is free to take on this task, so as not to offend him. Thinking of what Mr. "World" had done, Furth shuddered inexplicably.

After making a decision, she first confirmed that Hugh was still in the bath and would not come out anytime soon, and then began to pray to Mr. "Fool":

“...... Please tell Mr. 'World' that Louis Vane, the Aurora Divine Envoy, has appeared, most likely 'Traveler', codenamed Mr. X. ”

PS: Monday is still a normal update, ask for a recommended ticket in advance for a monthly pass~

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