The dripping rain, the faint mist, the rows of gas street lamps that strive to shine in the misty light, and the occasional horse-drawn carriage passing through the streets make up the most common night scene in Beckland.

In addition to these, Klein, who was standing behind the window, noticed some welcome changes.

Jingle bells!

A crisp sound echoed as a strange two-wheeled machine sped along the edge of the road to the other side of the street, its frame black in general but gray in parts of steel, shimmering with the beauty of metal in the light of the gas streetlights that pierced through the rain.

On top of the machine sat a man dressed as a postal officer, his legs constantly moving, looking very hard, and behind him was a wooden box with green paint strapped to it.

"It's very well promoted......" Klein, who has a mature temperament in a white shirt and black vest, looked at this scene and sighed silently.

Within a few hours of his return to Beckland, he encountered multiple similar strange machines along the way, which were exactly the bikes he invested in and pushed!

From the newspapers, Klein learned that the Beckland Bicycle Company had advertised a lot and held bicycle races in the Jowood and Beckland Bridge areas to attract the attention of the people there.

Their pricing strategy was to follow Klein's original advice, avoid the middle and upper classes who often used horse-drawn carriages, and target skilled workers earning more than £10 a week, students from decent families, and public officials who need to be on the go a lot, so that a bicycle for 3 to 5 pounds can afford it for people in this class, while at the same time showing off to the lower income group.

"The problem now is that it rains a lot in Beckland, and cyclists can't use umbrellas...... The next step is the raincoat. Crane withdrew his gaze, shook his head, and chuckled under his breath.

The place where he currently lives is a high-end hotel in the Hilston district, and it costs 10 soles a night, which is so expensive that Klein is a little distressed, but in order to fit the personality, he can only grit his teeth and endure it.

According to his thoughts, Daun Dantès's identity should be a mysterious rich man from the Gulf of Didier who believed in the goddess of the night, who sold his original land and mines, and was ready to come to Beckland to seek new opportunities, and had a certain degree of interest in donating to obtain a knighthood, but he did not have so much financial resources, so he could only consider broadening his contacts and making financial investments first.

The advantage of such an identity is that it is different from all the roles Klein has played before, there is a clear distinction, and it has natural access to some middle and upper-class figures, especially the people of the officers' club and the bishops of the Church of the Goddess of the Night Church of Beckland, so that Klein can continue to investigate the truth about the Beckland Great Smog incident while gathering intelligence and making a detailed plan to steal the notes of the Antigonus family.

There are advantages, but there are also disadvantages, such a rich man with a mysterious origin will definitely be noticed by the "night watchers" and "punishment substitutes", and will be subject to a certain degree of background investigation.

According to Klein's experience, such investigations may be done by the official extraordinary organization itself or referred to the police department on the premise that they do not involve important incidents, but they will not be too serious and are routine matters.

So, Klein, who is an expert in the field of camouflage, designed and prepared a second layer of identity for Dawn Dantès to deal with background checks.

In the second layer of identity, Daun Dantès is a guy who has gone to the southern continent for some reason to venture into East and West Bairan, he uses a pseudonym, and has accumulated a fortune in that rather dangerous and full of opportunities for more than ten years.

Because the origin of this fortune is not so bright, he secretly returns to Desy Bay, forges a new identity, and prepares to start a new life in Beckland, and gradually legalize that wealth.

Similar people are not uncommon in Rune, their stories belong to what the investigator can accept and imagine, and for the sake of this identity, Crane has left some inconspicuous clues in Connet City to indirectly help the "truth" be uncovered as soon as possible.

These clues include, but are not limited to, the ticket stubs of the black ship from East Byron to the city of Connet, the habits developed by long-term survival in the southern continent, and wealth of unknown origin.

Klein believes that as long as "Dwayne Dantès" is not directly involved in more serious and extraordinary events, such preparation will be enough to avoid routine background checks.

And if you meet a very serious official extraordinary, want to investigate all the way, and are even willing to ask colleagues in the southern continent to help, then Dawn Dantès has a third layer of identity, that is, a fraudster who has mastered certain anti-divination skills, he disguises himself as a mysterious rich man, and spends a lot of money to invest, for the final scam.

This identity was enough to lead to the arrest of Dwayne Dantès, but it was not taken too seriously, which gave Klein the opportunity to calmly exit the stage and disappear into the center of the stage.

"I've grown a lot from the first time I was in Beckland, and I've grown a lot to be able to design this three-layer identity......" Crane walked slowly back to the center of the room, looking at the full-length mirror in the corner.

In the mirror, his black hair is a little white, his eyes are deep but he has experienced too many vicissitudes, and he is a middle-aged man with a mature temperament and a very tasteful appearance.

The identity design of "Dawn Dantès" is not difficult for Klein now, and stealing the Antigonus family notes from behind the Chanis Gate in St. Samuel's Church is enough for any external extraordinary person to call it an impossible task, even the king of angels is not sure to be able to do it.

Of course, unlike other extraordinary people, Klein has two advantages in this matter, one is that he has been a "night watchman", has enough understanding of the internal process, and knows where opportunities can be used and where there are non-opportunities, so the earliest way he ruled out was to become a certain "night watchman", blend in, and find a chance to pass through Chanis Gate.

The problem with this method is that the "night watchmen" are not allowed to enter the Chanis Gate at will, even the captain and the deacons are the same, there must be an incident to get the corresponding permission, and there are internal guards behind the Chanis Gate, and walking around will attract attacks and fights - Crane does not want his theft to cause casualties to the Church of the Goddess.

After careful consideration, he set his sights on the internal caretaker.

These old men are all retired "night watchmen", who volunteer to enter the Chanis Gate and are responsible for guarding the seals, they and the night watchmen belong to two departments, and they enter and exit through the passage under the church, so as not to interfere with the work of the night watchmen, nor will they be disturbed by the night watchmen.

Perhaps because of the long-term relationship behind Chanis's gate, these internal guards have a certain peculiarity, their breath is cold, expressionless, and their complexion is pale, like a monster between life and death in the depths of the darkness, and Klein believes that as long as he encounters it, it will not be difficult to determine the target.

His initial plan was to rent a place in the North End, close to St. Samuel's church, hire butlers, manservants, maids, gardeners, cooks, and coachmen, prop up the rich man's rack, and then go to the church regularly to pray, attend Mass, give money, and get acquainted with the bishops.

In the process, he would try to find people who were suspected of being internal caretakers, select two or three targets, observe their state of life, and if appropriate, imprison one of them, transform into his appearance, or possess him directly, through the Chanis Gate, waiting for an opportunity to look through or take the Antigonus family notes.

It was a very rough plan, closer to the idea, and relied on Klein to refine it based on the various intelligence gathered.

In this matter, Klein's second advantage is that he has the Tarot Society, the Church of the Night Goddess, and the unexpected helpers of the "Night Watchman", and he can also consider developing a "Night Watcher" or Warden of the Diocese of Beckland to enter the Party and complete the theft through a mole, just like Zarathu, who used Russell the Great to get the notes of the Antigonus family.

"You still have to go to church often, only then can you find your goal......" Crane nodded silently as he looked in the mirror.

I have to say that he is a little conflicted in his heart at this time, if there is really a "night watchman" or caretaker who is willing to betray the church and serve Mr. "Fool", his first thought will be to send down divine punishment and get rid of this disgusting traitor!

Exhaling and laughing at himself, Crane put on his double-breasted gown, put on his hat, and walked out of the room and into the street.

With an umbrella in hand, he went around to another street, and suddenly changed back to Sherlock Moriarty, taking advantage of the distant street lamp and the drizzle.

Glancing at the crumpled hems of his trousers, Klein reached out and stopped a carriage to go to the home of Issinger Stanton, who was also in Hilston.

More than half an hour later, the slightly old and obscure building appeared in Klein's eyes.

He paid the fare of 2 soles, and in the drizzle reflecting the dim light, he walked calmly around the puddle and came to the door of the great detective.

Putting away his umbrella and reaching out to ring the doorbell, Crane waited a little before he saw a young man with a wide face open the door.

The man's hair was wheat-colored, his eyes were gray-blue, and his cheekbones were high.

Mr. Eisinger Stanton's new assistant, a member of the Church of God of Knowledge and Wisdom, Klein took off his hat and said with a smile:

"Good evening, is Mr. Isenger Stanton here?"

"Here, he came back from a busy day and had just finished dinner. The young man with the wheat hair replied politely, "May I ask who you are?"

Klein laughed:

"Tell the detective that a friend of his has returned from vacation. ”

The young man was stunned for a moment, and blurted out:

"Mr. Sherlock Moriarty?"

PS: I recommend an interesting new book "I Took the Demon Emperor", which is not bad.