Looking at Klein, Leonard nodded with a smile in his eyes and said:

"And what do you need from them?"

He has worked with old Neil and others many times, and naturally understands that divination needs a medium, especially when the "protagonist" is not there.

Klein thought for a moment, looked at the butler Keli and said:

"I need Elliot to wear clothes that haven't been washed lately, and it would be nice to have the same accessories he used to wear. ”

He tries to pick normal mediums, not the kind of things that cause ordinary people to think about them.

But even so, the old butler Keli was puzzled:

"Why?"

After asking, he added:

"I have a picture of little Master Elliot with me. ”

Why? Because we have to find out his whereabouts through divination...... Klein didn't know what to answer for a moment.

If he didn't mention the matter of violating the terms of secrecy, the old butler Keli would probably turn around and leave, tear up the contract directly, and scolded in his heart: "These liars! If this can be useful, I might as well go to the most famous psychic in Ahowa County!"

Leonard Mitchell next to him chuckled and said:

"Mr. Kerley, my companion, well, colleague, has a peculiar pet with a more sensitive sense of smell than a hound, so we need the clothes that little Elliot wore and the belongings he used to carry with us to help find people, you know, clues tend to only be locked in a general range. ”

"As for that picture, we need it too, and he and I have to know what little Elliot looks like. ”

The old butler Keli accepted this explanation and nodded slowly:

"Are you waiting here, or are you going with me to Mr. Wickroll's residence in the city?"

"Come together and save time. Klein replied succinctly.

He wants to try his extraordinary skills, but he also has a simple feeling of saving others.

"Okay, the carriage is downstairs. As he spoke, the old butler took a black-and-white photograph from his pocket and handed it to Leonard.

This is a solo photo of Elliot Wickroll, who is about ten years old, with slightly long hair that almost covers his eyes, and a face with obvious freckles, which is not too distinctive.

Leonard glanced at it and handed it to Klein.

Klein took a closer look, pocketed the photo, then grabbed his cane, put on his hat, and followed the two men in front of him out of the Black Thorns security company and into the carriage parked downstairs.

The interior of the carriage was quite spacious, with a thick carpet and small tables for placing items.

Because of the presence of the old butler Keri, neither Crane nor Leonard spoke, and quietly felt the carriage move smoothly on the waterlogged road in the ever-smaller raindrops.

"Nice coachman. After some time, Leonard broke the silence and praised with a smile.

"Hmm. Klein was perfunctory.

The old butler Keli squeezed out a smile and said:

"Your compliment is his honor, we are almost ......"

Fearing detection by the kidnappers, the carriage did not approach the residence of the tobacco merchant Vikroll, but stopped at a nearby street.

The old butler Kerry returned alone with an umbrella, and while he waited, Leonard said to Klein again:

"I speculated last time for no other purpose, except to tell you that the notebook will definitely come back again, maybe soon. ”

"That's not a pleasant inference. Klein pointed with his chin to the location of the coachman outside, signaling not to discuss sensitive topics in the presence of others.

Leonard whistled and turned his head to look out the window, only to see drops of rain sliding through the glass, leaving a hazy mark and completely obscuring the outside world.

After a while, Kerley returned with a bag of things, and because he had walked too quickly, his trousers were full of muddy water, and there were many wet marks in front of him.

"This is the clothes that little Master Elliot wore yesterday, this is the Storm Charm he wore before. ”

Klein took it and looked at it, and saw that it was a miniature version of a gentleman's formal suit, a small shirt, a small waistcoat, a small bow tie, and so on, and so on.

The Storm Charm, with its bronze base, carved with symbols of wind and waves, did not inspire Klein.

"I will now tell you in detail about the kidnapping of little Master Eliot, so that you can lock down your target......" The old butler Keli sat down and repeated the nightmare experience of the morning, hoping that the helper he had finally found could play a role.

Klein and Leonard had no interest in what had happened, only how many kidnappers there were, whether they had shown anything out of the ordinary, and whether they were carrying weapons.

"Three", "Normal", "With a gun"...... After getting the information they wanted, they said goodbye to their old butler, Kerley, and hired a light carriage on two wheels nearby.

Unlike public carriages, this type of employment has four wheels and two wheels, and can be charged by the kilometer or according to the time, the former is 4 pence for 1 km in the city and 8 pence for 1 km in the suburbs, and the latter is 1 hour and 2 soles, less than 1 hour, according to 1 hour, more than 1 hour, plus 6p every 15 minutes, and less than 15 minutes, the charge is 15 minutes, and the price will go up in case of bad weather or emergencies that need to be accelerated.

Klein had heard from the Azik instructor that in the capital, Beckland, the coachmen were known for their indiscriminate demands.

It was a luxury for him, but he didn't have to worry about it for now, because Leonard had just thrown the coachman two 1 soles bills.

"By time. Leonard gave the order and closed the door.

"Where are you going?" asked the coachman, who was holding the two bills, delighted and dazed.

"Wait a minute. Leonard set his sights on Klein.

Nodding slightly, Crane pulled out Elliot's clothes, spread them on the carriage floor, and wrapped the storm amulet around the head of his staff.

He held the silver-encrusted black cane and clubbed it straight over Eliot's clothes.

The "ball of light" in his mind condensed, and Klein's mood was fast and calm, and the brown of his eyes turned darker, and he entered a semi-meditative state.

He only felt that the "spirit" of his body was showing signs of becoming lighter and floating, and vaguely saw the ubiquitous "spirit world", and silently remembered "Eliot's location" in his heart.

Seven times later, his hand left the black cane, and the cane did not fall, but stood there upright, even if the carriage was swaying slightly!

There was a subtle and invisible movement all around, and Crane seemed to feel a pair of indifferent eyes staring.

During this time, he would occasionally experience similar feelings in meditation, in a state of vision.

With these slight creeps, he stared at the cane with deep black eyes, and once again silently recited in his heart:

"Elliot's location. ”

No sooner had he finished his meditation than the silver-studded, wooden, black staff fell down and fell straight ahead.

"Go straight. Crane gripped his staff and spoke in a low voice.

His voice is slightly ethereal, as if he can penetrate into the unknown.

This is one of the divination abilities he has mastered, called "Divination Staff", and the prop must be wood, metal, or a mixture of both.

Normally, this would have to be done with two real divination sticks—shaped like an unbent wire broken at right angles, and then held on the shorter side to determine the direction by turning, but as a "soothsayer", Klein found himself able to use this method of finding objects directly to find people, or he could use a cane instead of a divination staff, and the direction it turned was the direction of the thing to be sought.

As for the notes of the Antigonus family, because Klein could not remember the appearance at all, he had no impression at all, and he could not find it.

"Go straight. Leonard shouted to the coachman, "I'll tell you when it's time to turn." ”

The coachman did not understand why he did this at all, but the banknotes in his inner pocket and the image of the other party giving money without hesitation made him not open his mouth and chose to accept it.

The carriage drove slowly, through street after street.

On the way, Klein used the "Divination Rod" several times to correct the direction.

By the time the carriage circled around a building, he finally confirmed that Elliot was inside, just thirty minutes after bidding farewell to the old butler Kerley.

Sending the coachman away, Crane didn't use Elliot's clothes anymore, and directly clubbed the cane wrapped around the storm charm to the ground.

His eyes deepened again, and the few raindrops around him suddenly swirled in place.

The cane tilted diagonally forward, and Crane pointed to a staircase and said:

"There. ”

"Sometimes, I envied old Neil, and in the same way, I envy you now. Looking at this scene, Leonard sighed with a smile.

Klein glanced at him and replied in a flat tone:

"It's not difficult, you can learn it if you want to...... You should be very inspired, right?"

Leonard nodded and chuckled:

"That's not a good thing. ”

He quickened his pace and walked into the staircase in the rain that had only the last sign left.

Crane was afraid of damaging his formal clothes and almost trotted to follow.

The building is only three floors, similar to the unit buildings on Earth, with only two houses on each staircase at each entrance, and Klein used the "Divination Stick" on the first and second floors, and the staff was held steady and pointed upwards.

The two of them walked lightly, and when they reached the third floor, Crane stood lightly on the silver black cane on the ground.

Woo!

A breeze blew through the stairs, and his eyes changed color, so dark that they seemed to suck souls.

Woooooo

There seemed to be an invisible cry all around.

Crane's palm loosened, and the staff wrapped around the Storm Charm magically stood.

After repeating "Elliot's location", he watched as his black cane fell and landed silently pointing to the room to the right.

"It's supposed to be inside. Crane tapped his brow twice as he picked up his cane.

In the deepening of various "colors", he looked at the door on the right side and directly saw the various "aura" inside.

"One, two, three, four...... Three kidnappers plus one hostage, the number matches...... One of them has a short aura, it should be Elliot...... Mr. Kerley said they had two shotguns and a revolver......" Crane whispered.

Leonard smiled and said:

"Let me sing them a hymn. ”

"Why be a kidnapper, can't you be a civilized person happily?"

He put down the bag containing Elliot's clothes and took two steps forward, his expression instantly serene and sad.

The magnetic deep voice slowly swayed:

"Ah, the threat of fear, the crimson hope!

At least one thing is true: this life flies by.

One thing is true, and the rest is a lie,

The flowers will die after blooming for a while......"