Alan and Talim each filled out the referral form and left the Cragg Club, today is not the weekend, they have two surgeries in one afternoon, one has to teach Viscount Conrad's youngest son equestrian, so that the new adult will not be disgraced by this in the second half of the Beckland social season.

Klein watched the valet in the red vest and the beautiful maid in the dress go back and forth several times, and finally waited for his membership certificate and a badge engraved with the symbol of the sign of the White Frost constellation.

"The entrance fee is £50, and there are three and a half months left in the year, and the annual fee is £4. The valet in the red vest shoved the two things in front of Klein.

Klein took out the 57 pounds in cash given by Mary Gale and counted the 54 pounds to the other party.

The amount in addition to the dues and annual fees was Mary's first payment, and she was very pleased with the fact that Klein quickly figured out who Dorag Gale's mistress was and took the photograph.

£50 for contributions...... Lady Mary is such a generous lady! Klein watched as the manservant and maid verified the authenticity of the banknotes and confirmed the exact amount, and thought of Starlene Summer's private introduction:

Mary's father, a co-founder of Coim, held 20 percent of the shares, which was originally a small company that barely made a little money, but as the pollution situation in Beckland intensified and the demand for anthracite and charcoal increased, Coim quickly expanded and became one of the top 10 companies in the industry in the capital region, and Mary's net worth skyrocketed.

The only problem was that when she married Dorag Gell, the company was still in a stage where it was not well known, and her father did not pay much attention to the shares as a dowry, and instead of "property gift protection", he adopted the more popular method of "testamentary gift".

The former refers to the existence of the dowry as an independent and separate woman's property, and the ownership does not belong to the man, and even the right to use it depends on the woman's mood, while the latter belongs to the whole family, but the man must make a valid will, promising to give priority to the wife's rights and interests equal to two to four times the dowry when dividing the property left behind after his partner's death, and then proceed according to the normal inheritance law, which can effectively ensure the widow's life.

If Mary had sued for divorce without having evidence of Dorag's betrayal of her marriage, the shares of Coim would have been divided equally between the parties.

Klein remembers Starlene saying with envy:

"This share alone is currently worth nearly twenty thousand gold pounds, plus some other possessions, Mary is a truly wealthy lady, and once divorced, she will definitely be the object of the pursuit of many men in Beckland, including even some nobles. ”

This money was only enough for Miss "Justice" to assassinate Ambassador Beckron twice...... Klein suddenly thought about it, and saw the red vest manservant and the good-looking maid saluting to himself:

"Mr. Moriarty, welcome to the Cragg Club. ”

Hearing this, Klein picked up the membership certificate and hoarfrost badge in front of him.

The former is made of flexible cardboard, like a card, with Klein's name and the date of initiation written on it.

After pressing the imprint of the index finger, this membership certificate is officially ready to use.

The latter is the distinctive emblem of the Kragg Club, named after its own founding at the beginning of November, corresponding to the constellation of the hoarfrost, with the symbol and the number "192" on the obverse, followed by the inscription "Sherlock Moriarty".

"The club now has 192 members?" Klein asked casually.

"Yes, our club does not accept people without referrals. "On the first floor, there is a cafeteria, a bar, a library, a squash room, a conference hall, a card room, you can use it for free, and you can also taste food and drinks for free, and there are 16 lounges on the second floor, and two small conference halls, which are also free of charge, and you can use them as long as you have free space." ”

The good-looking maid pointed to the back and said:

"There are two tennis courts on the lawn and completely free, and there are two shooting ranges underground, which you only pay for the price of equipment rental. ”

"If you're not satisfied with a simple buffet, you can order your own food and we have our own chef, so you only have to pay for the ingredients. ”

Wrap up, wrap up, wrap up...... It deserves to be a high-end club...... Klein thanked Mrs. Mary heartily.

He smiled mildly:

"You send someone to show me around, familiarize myself with the environment, and then give me a break room for a nap. ”

"Okay. The man in the red vest made a gesture of please.

After getting acquainted with the environment of the Cragg Club, Klein entered the lounge, carefully studied the layout, and found a hotel room close to that of later generations, which was said to be in the Intis style.

You have to think about how to get evidence of Doragu's affair tomorrow, the flash of the camera can't hide it...... That is, there is only one chance of taking a photo...... And if you do that, you will definitely be expelled from the club...... There is a safe way to think about it...... Wait and flip through the newspapers to try to judge the progress of the Ian incident from the news, so as to determine which three days to protect...... Klein paced back and forth, lost in thought.

At this moment, he suddenly palpitated, and his whole body suddenly became tense.

Is this the "clown's" hunch? But there is no picture in my head...... Klein felt the air around him become condensed, and a storm was brewing.

Soon, the feeling vanished as if nothing had happened.

Is there danger coming? But I didn't have a similar situation when I was attacked by Meursault...... Confused, Crane pulled out a coin and told if he was going to be attacked in the next few days.

The answer is no.

After thinking for a few seconds, Crane pulled the curtains, pretended to take a nap, and walked four steps backwards into the gray mist.

He sat down, thought about it for a long time, and whispered silently:

"I'm going to be in great danger in the next few days. ”

......

As he repeated the chanting, he popped out the coin again, and saw the brass-colored thing tumble and fall into his outstretched palm.

This time, the king's head is facing up!

That's for sure!

My reaction was really a harbinger of impending danger...... Klein narrowed his eyes slightly and leaned back in his chair.

He was quite puzzled by the matter.

Neither the "soothsayer" nor the "clown" has ever shown similar abilities before, and even if they can predict danger, it is because the target is right in front of them, right next to them!

There was no one in my neighborhood...... Judging from the fact that my divination results were disturbed and misled, this must have involved a higher sequencer, most likely Beckron's assistant...... And it turned out to be my foreknowledge? It's not scientific, uh, it's not occult...... There's definitely something else going on here, but I can't figure it out yet...... Crane looked around and saw that the gray mist was endless, crimson and quiet, and the palace stood as if it were eternal.

He relented his doubts, stopped thinking about why for a moment, and focused his attention on the impending attack

After divining it several more times, Klein found that he could only confirm that the last few days would be extremely dangerous, and could not be shortened to three days, two days, or five hours.

In other words, he could only get a vague revelation.

And in the dream divination, he saw Ian, dressed in an old coat, standing on the street, with elegant gas lamps and a faint red moon behind him.

Nothing but this picture.

"How do you interpret that?" Klein thought for a moment, thinking that this was a prelude to danger.

He didn't delay any longer, immediately returned to the real world, left the cragg club, and rushed to the nearby Beckland Bank Hilston branch to withdraw the remaining 100 gold pounds in the account - the 1,000 pounds given by "justice" has not yet passed the liquidation and reconciliation, the corresponding information has not been sent, and the account situation has not been synchronized.

But this is only theoretical, in order to avoid similar behavior, various banks have a lot of regulations on bearer accounts, one is to strengthen the transmission of similar messages between the same city, the second is to limit the amount of a single withdrawal, up to 500 pounds, and the third is that the last withdrawal record is not local, you must take a telegram to ask, Klein encountered the third situation today.

Collecting the bills, he rode in a carriage to the Beckland Bridge area and entered the Brave Bar.

Led by Caspass, he saw Marić sitting in the card room, still empty and surrounded by no living corpses.

Crane put away the idea of wrapping the Azik bronze whistle with spirituality, slapped the 100 pound bill on the table, and said to the pale-faced Marić:

"I agree to the deal. ”

"I'll pay £100 upfront, and then I'll pay another £300 for every day I protect me. ”

"Protection starts now!"

Marić's gaze crossed him, looked behind him, and nodded slightly:

"Okay, she agreed. ”

Crane looked back in amazement, only to see the door panel, and to see the air.

He quietly turned on his vision, but still didn't find anything.

Marić pocketed the 100 pounds and said indifferently:

"You can go back, she's already starting to protect you, in a stealthy way. ”

If I hadn't divined in advance, I would have thought you were liars...... Crane looked around and gritted his teeth and left.

Along the way, he sometimes turned on and off his vision, constantly looking out the car window, but still couldn't find his so-called bodyguard.

Back at 15 Minsk Street, Klein closed the door, entered the bathroom, turned on the faucet, and washed his hands.

The rattling sound was gone, and he shook off the droplets, wiped his palms with a towel, and looked up at the bathroom mirror to see how he looked now.

At this moment, he saw himself in the mirror suddenly sway, transforming into a woman in a black court dress.

The woman had pale blonde hair, blue eyes, and a delicate countenance, but her face was unusually pale.

She wore a small black floppy hat, lifted the hem of her skirt, bowed slightly, and saluted Klein.

This...... Crane didn't hide his surprise and deliberately took a few steps backwards, against the wall.

He had just woken up to the fact that this might be the bodyguard he had hired for £1,000.

The picture in the mirror quickly dimmed, Crane saw himself again, and everything was back to normal.