Chapter 175: Speculation (The Third Monthly Pass Recommendation Ticket)
That criminal who cheated money and sex? He actually had some connection with Hood Eugen of the "Psychological Alchemy Society...... Crane was stunned for a moment, and then remembered the meaning of the name Lanrius.
This is a fraudster who has swept away more than 10,000 gold pounds of wealth!
This is a mobile vault that provides clues on 10 pounds and helps catch them to get 100 pounds!
This is the scum that deceives the bodies and feelings of innocent women!
And the fact that he knew about Hood Eugen and visited him three times in the madhouse meant that he had come into contact with the circle of the Extraordinary, or that he was an Extraordinary? Thinking of this, Crane suddenly remembered the name of a potion:
Sequence 8 of the "Thief" pathway, "Fraudster"!
These extraordinary people often take pleasure in defrauding others!
Quite possibly! Crane nodded thoughtfully, controlling his facial expression and body language, and asked casually as if he didn't care:
"When was the last time Mr. Lanlius visited Hood Eugen?"
"At the beginning of July, I had to go back to the asylum and look through the registration form to find out. Dast Guderian replied after a few seconds of silence.
At the beginning of July, when the ranlius scam had not yet gone bankrupt, he had not yet fled Tingen...... Crane asked instead:
"Did Hood Eugen mention this gentleman on a regular basis?"
"No, you should know that a Sequence 7 'psychiatrist' can't leak something by accident, every word they say is carefully considered in their hearts, unless they have another purpose, it's hard to find out the secret from their mouths, and I also took advantage of Hood Eugen's madness to get the 'mind reader' formula, by the way, have you confirmed the authenticity of that formula?" Duster hid his pride in his own sequence well.
Klein smiled and said:
"It's true, when you need to be promoted, rest assured that you can follow it to mix potions, if the 'Psychological Alchemy Society' fails to provide materials, we can help, well, how is your recent state?"
"It's not bad, except for the more anxious about Hood Eugen, the whole person has relaxed, and there are no more signs of split personality, and you have really helped me a lot in this matter. Daxter said with heartfelt emotion.
Klein made a modest expression and said:
"That's what I'm supposed to do. β
"Let's go back to the topic, since you said that the 'psychiatrist' will think over every word that is about to come out of his mouth and not give away secrets easily, then why did Hood Eugen tell you that El is Ranrius? Is he hinting at something, or reminding you of something?"
Daxter was stunned for a long time before frowning and saying:
"It's really weird, I didn't even pay attention...... But beyond that, Hood Eugen says nothing...... Could it be that if something goes wrong with him, I can relay the name of Lanrius to the higher-ups in the congregation?"
"The reality is also a bit of a problem, after I reported the madness of Hood Eugen, there was indeed a liaison who came over, and when I finished explaining every detail in detail, including the name of Ranrius, there was no response from the higher-ups, like a stone thrown into the sea, does this mean that they guessed something?"
"Quite a reasonable assumption. Crane pulled out the demon hunting bullets, slipped them into the wheel one by one, and tried to take aim at the target.
From this assumption, Hood Eugen may have expected that he would go really insane, or die outright...... And this has something to do with Lanerus?but, since he had already expected it, why didn't he ask the higher authorities for help in advance?" Daxter looked ahead with unfocused eyes, thinking hard, "It's a pity that he's crazy right now, and he can't communicate effectively. β
"Maybe some temptation made him choose to take the risk. Klein made a guess.
At the same time, he also regrets that Hood Eugen has really become a mental patient, which has cut off many clues.
Hey, even a dead person is better than a madman, and a dead person can be made to speak in a psychic way, what should a madman do? Ah, yes, Ms. Dai Li once tried to use spiritism to awaken my lost memories, and the theory she used came from the "Psychological Alchemy Society"...... This shows that "psychic rituals" can also be used on living people, creating a situation of direct communication between spirits...... In this state, I wonder if Hood Eugen is still crazy......
It's a pity that I'm not professional enough in this field to make it possible...... Well, I'll first summon the messenger and write to ask Lady Daly what tricks she can offer, and if she thinks she can do it on her own, then tell the captain and ask him to send a telegram to the Diocese of Beckland asking for assistance......
I'm definitely not going around in circles to learn any tricks and try the ritual of summoning messengers......
Thoughts flashed through Klein's mind, and he gradually had the idea to solve the problem.
Daxter agrees with his speculation:
"Greed always makes people foolish, even if you know that there is an abyss ahead, try to get close to the line and snoop around. β
This is called a mad temptation on the verge of death...... Klein sneered, thought for a moment, and said:
"When you go back to the asylum, try to treat Hood Eugen as much as possible, try to keep him awake for a while, and give him a hint. β
"Also, don't hide your worries and anxieties, contact the people of the 'Psychological Alchemy Society' and urge them to solve Hood Eugen's problem, this is the most normal and reasonable response. β
Dast nodded solemnly:
"I try to do it. β
Klein didn't say anything more, and asked again after deliberation:
"Has Hood Eugen had any abnormalities in his body lately? For example, fine scales have grown in certain areas. β
"Half crazy", "really crazy" and "out of control" are different degrees of description when the extraordinary person really has a problem, the light is just a change of three views, like a different person, but can think rationally, act normally, belong to "half crazy", the more serious ones will lose logic, chaotic madness, difficult to communicate, called "really crazy", the type that cannot be saved is that the body and mind have become monsters, completely "out of control".
And at some point, if the problem is not solved in time, the madness may get out of control.
Previously, in order not to expose the informants lurking inside the "Psychological Alchemy Society", Dunn instructed the night watchmen not to immediately control Hood Eugen, but to adopt surveillance investigation and prevent accidents, but if the other party showed signs of losing control, they must be dealt with decisively.
Dust shook his head and smiled bitterly:
"No, you can rest assured at this point, I'm also afraid that Hood Eugen will get out of control and won't miss a single detail, after all, I'm in an insane asylum six days a week. β
After a few more conversations, the two left the shooting range after more than ten minutes.
Crane endured a strong drowsiness and rode in a public carriage all the way back to Daffodil Street.
He opened the door and saw his sister sitting on the sofa in the living room, neither reading nor tinkering with parts or machinery, just staring ahead in a daze, looking like she had lost her soul.
Tapping his teeth and turning on his vision, Klein asked suspiciously:
"Melissa, is something wrong?"
Judging from the color of the aura, the body is very healthy...... Not as malnourished as it used to be......
Melissa retracted her gaze, pursed her lips, looked at the kitchen where a voice came from, and said blankly:
"Bella has been recommending her family's unique breakfast recipe, which is very delicious, and I promised to let her try it this morning. β
"How?" Klein had a vague premonition.
"Put last night's leftovers together and cook them, then add water and bread......" Melissa repeated in a low and fluttering voice.
This is a standard dark dish...... Crane reached out and pinched his forehead:
"So?"
"You can't waste food...... "Melissa bit her lip and nodded earnestly.
Sister, I feel like you're doubting life...... Crane cleared his throat, suppressed a smile, and asked instead:
"Where's Benson?"
"He's in the bathroom. Melissa finally got rid of her confusion and her eyes regained their brilliance.
At this moment, the sound of pumping water sounded in the bathroom on the first floor, and Benson took the newspaper, opened the door and came out:
"Dear Crane, would you like a breakfast?"
"No, I've already eaten it. Crane shook his head resolutely, and was glad that he had made an appointment with Dust to meet this morning, otherwise he wouldn't have asked Roseanne to bring breakfast in advance.
"It's a shame, otherwise you would have changed your mind about my cooking skills and would have been full of confidence. Benson laughed to himself.
At this time, Melissa noticed something, rolled her eyes, looked at Klein and said:
"You came back late today. β
Sister, be naΓ―ve, lively, don't always worry about it...... You're in good shape just now!" Klein suddenly laughed:
"There is good news. β
"You've passed the National Police Agency's assessment and can get an extra salary?" asked Melissa without thinking much.
Benson smiled and nodded in agreement.
"......," Crane said amusedly, standing at the edge of the living room with his hat in hand, "how can I surprise you?"
Then, with a dry cough, he added:
"Yes, my weekly salary has doubled. β
He concealed his newly increased salary of Β£4 a week, intending to save up a small coffers for the future, after all, he could not rely only on the money in the bearer account, and the doubling was enough to frighten his brother and sister.
"Six pounds?" Melissa blurted out, surprised and shocked.
"I really needed a different job. Benson touched his hairline and said.
With the information provided by Klein, his self-study during this time was quite assiduously.
Without waiting for Klein to speak, Melissa said with a happy look:
"In this way, apart from the normal expenses, you will be able to accumulate enough wealth in two or three years to meet the minimum standard for a gentleman to marry, well, the standard is what Elizabeth told me. β
"......," Klein smirked, "this is a long time later, shouldn't we celebrate now?" I announce that from today onwards, our staple food will become white bread, and when I'm done with this time, we'll go to different restaurants for tasting." β
Melissa glanced at him, and spoke as if she had heard nothing:
"Benson and I are going to Mass at St. Selena's Church, are you going?"
I praise the goddess every day...... Klein laughed and said:
"I have to catch up on my sleep. β
This night, he slept until half past twelve, and after having lunch with Benson and Melissa, he continued his mission of inspecting the house in the red chimney.
In the dead of night, he sealed his bedroom with his spirit, preparing to try the summoning messenger ritual provided by the "Necromantic Master" Dali.
PS: The third is to ask for a monthly pass recommendation ticket