The visitor, a man in a dark green postman's uniform, smiled flatteringly at Klein:

"Is that Mr. Sherlock Moriarty?"

"Yes. Klein vaguely guessed what the other party meant.

The visitor immediately raised his right hand and handed over a palm-sized object wrapped in layers of black gauze:

"Your package, please sign for it. ”

Klein deliberately revealed his doubts:

"Isn't it normal to give me a slip and let me go to the corresponding post office to pick it up myself?"

The postal system of the Kingdom of Rune is perfectly copied from Intis, and even the shortcomings are copied a lot, and any mail that cannot be stuffed directly into the mailbox, no matter what it is, will only give a "pickup list" and let the recipient keep himself busy.

“...... Haha, because it is more expensive, it must be delivered to you in person. The postman was stunned for a moment.

It seems that you are not professional enough and are not really a postman...... Klein didn't ask any more questions, took the package, the pen, and the list, and signed for it.

Closing the door and returning to the living room, he did not rush to unwrap it, but took out a gold coin and juggled it into the air.

Syllable!

Crane grabbed the coin and looked down to see if it was a portrait or a number.

The number is pointing upwards, indicating that there is no hidden danger...... Crane nodded slightly, put away the gold coin, touched the paper figure in the pocket of his clothes, and carefully unwrapped the package.

When the layers of black gauze were opened, the contents were clearly visible to him, including pocket watches with elegant patterns and pale gold color, handkerchiefs dyed with dark red blood, seven or eight short brown curls tied together, and a stack of sticky notes.

Talim's belongings, hair, flesh, and daily records are all in order...... Prince Edsak is very efficient, and it's not even night...... Crane looked at the things spread out on the coffee table, and suddenly felt that many eyes were watching him at this moment.

An ancient angel family that has been inherited for more than 2,000 years, the heritage is absolutely beyond imagination, and the dumping involved in the royal family is really likely to be crushed into powder anytime and anywhere...... Maybe I'm being monitored now...... I had to behave mediocre enough, useless enough to keep myself safe...... Klein had already figured out what to do, and unhurriedly checked his pocket watch, handkerchief, and hair.

In this process, his spiritual intuition did not warn him of divination.

After having a little bit in his heart, Klein was in the living room, took out the letter paper, picked up the pen, and wrote down the divination statement:

"The real cause of Talim Dumont's death. ”

He behaved generously and openly, and didn't seem to feel that he was being monitored at this time.

Picking up his curly hair and handkerchief, Crane silently recited the divination phrase as he leaned back against the back of the couch and his eyes turned into deep meditation.

Seven times later, he came to the dream world and saw the familiar hall of the Kragg Club.

Immediately, he watched again as Talim Dumont clenched his heart and collapsed with a twisted expression.

"Such revelations indicate that Talim did die of a sudden heart attack......" Klein opened his eyes and whispered to himself.

He frowned, his expression confused, puzzled, and thoughtful.

He tried several times with different divination statements and got the same result.

He got up and paced, back and forth several times.

He clenched his fist and hit himself on the head, as if angry that he was not good enough to help his friend track down the real culprit.

Eventually, he sat down in despair, motionless for a long time, like the silhouette of a stone statue in the dimly lit room.

It's almost there, and you can't push too hard...... If no one was watching, I would have been battling the air...... Crane shook his head laughingly, got up and walked to the kitchen.

After dinner, he seemed to be refreshed and perused the stack of sticky notes, including what had happened and who had met on the day of Talim's death and in the days before.

Home, Red Rose Manor, Cragg Club, Viscount Conrad's mansion...... There is nothing out of the ordinary...... Crane picked up his sharpened pencil and drew circles, marking the places to visit and the targets to ask about in the next few days.

After doing all this, he let out a long sigh, and packed up his belongings without much confidence, washed and went to bed.

In the middle of the night when the red moon was obscured by stratus clouds, Klein suddenly opened his eyes and woke up.

He rolled over and got out of bed, slowly opened the door, and entered the bathroom next door, hiding his body with a paper figure stand-in.

After taking four steps backwards, he came to the gray mist and sat down in the place of the "fool".

His eyes have become clear, and there is no longer decadence, frustration, pessimism, etc.

Immediately after, Crane took out a projection of a blood-stained handkerchief from the hidden pocket of his pajamas made from old clothes.

When he was packing up his belongings before, with the help of the extraordinary ability of the "magician", he took out the handkerchief covertly and hid it on his body!

Taking a breath, Klein took out his pen and paper and wrote down the divination statement that was indistinguishable from the beginning:

"The real cause of Talim Dumont's death. ”

After reciting it seven times in peace and tranquility, he took the paper and handkerchief, leaned back in his chair, and fell into a deep sleep in the silence and emptiness of the old palace.

In the gray, fragmented, illusory world, Klein saw a very different picture than before.

What he sees is a hand-carved palm-sized puppet with eyes, nose and mouth.

There were a few drops of dark red blood on the puppet's body, which gave it a slightly eerie color.

One palm stretched out, the skin was fair and delicate, smooth and smooth, the five fingers were slender and slender, and the flesh and bone were even.

The most striking thing is that the little finger of this palm wears a ring set with sapphires and a unique shape.

Syllable!

The index finger of the palm swirled around the illusory black flame, and it was dotted at the heart of the puppet.

Silently, the picture shattered, and Crane woke up from his dream.

His initial judgment was not wrong, Talim did die from the curse!

But the question is, why didn't the whole picture of the moment of the curse be shown? This mysterious space above the gray fog can be distracted...... Klein was a little confused for a moment.

Normally, the revelation he got was too abstract and too easy to misinterpret, it was a problem with his own limited level of divination, and it was a problem that the difficulty of the things he wanted to divination was too high, and it had nothing to do with the gray fog, which was understandable, but just now it was clear that the scene before and after the curse was clearly presented, but it was only limited to a small part, and it did not provide a relatively more effective revelation, which was quite puzzling.

Before...... Is there a similar situation? Klein digs out the reason from his own experience.

Suddenly, he sat up straight and remembered a similar experience.

In Tingen, when he divined the real reason behind several coincidences, there was a similar situation!

He clearly saw the house with the red chimney, but he couldn't touch Ince Zangwill, the seal "0-08"!

This, is this something with a "0" level of seals or the power of a person to fight against the gray mist?Crane narrowed his eyes sharply.

No, not necessarily, there are still a lot of possibilities, we have to make sure!

As for how to confirm, it is difficult for him to be experienced, and the method is very simple, that is, to do the same divination again.

If the revealed picture remains the same, it means that things are not so scary, and if the divination is no longer successful, it means that the target or something around the target can fight the gray fog in some way, just like "0-08"!

Taking a deep breath, Crane calmly repeated his previous divination.

"The real cause of Talim Dumont's death. ”

......

He leaned back in his chair and whispered, his eyes deepening.

In his dreams, all he saw was a hazy, broken gray mist, with no more puppets or fingers.

Brush!

Crane straightened his back and looked unusually solemn.

What is Talim involved in?, he frowned and muttered to himself.

He no longer had any doubts about what to do next, that is, he was passive and perfunctory, first bluffing Prince Edsak for a while, and then telling him that he really couldn't investigate the truth.

Phew, this world is so scary, if you are not careful, you will come into contact with extremely terrifying things...... Crane sighed secretly, didn't dare to stay any longer, and quickly returned to the bathroom in reality.

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

Tuesday at nine a.m., Crown Cemetery.

Dressed in a black shirt, black waistcoat and black tweed coat, and holding flowers that cost 12 soles, Klein stood at the edge of the crowd and watched with a calm expression as Talim Dumont's coffin was carried over, requiemed, and buried in the earth little by little.

During this process, Talim's mother's eyes were red and swollen, and she tried to speak several times, but she couldn't cry, and his father's hair was gray, and his expression was haggard, and he felt a little trembling just by standing.

The scene caught his eyes, and Crane tilted his head slightly and closed his eyes.

When the funeral attendants had left, he walked over, bent down, and placed the plain white flowers in his hand on top of his kind.

I'm sorry...... He said silently in his heart.

Standing up straight and stepping aside, as he prepared to leave, Klein noticed reporter Mike and Surgeon Allen approaching him.

"It's a shame, I didn't expect Talim to be, hey......" Mike's expression was sad, and he couldn't finish.

Allen, who has always been cold and indifferent, took off his glasses, wiped the corners of his eyes, and sighed in a low voice:

"He's an enthusiastic guy and he shouldn't end up like this. ”

"yes, he would have hoped to get rid of the bad reputation left by his grandfather. Crane chimed in.

At that moment, he saw a female figure in a heavy black dress and a veil covering her face walking towards Talim's grave, also holding a bouquet of white flowers in her hand.

Crane looked away unconcernedly, leaving only the light to look that way.

The woman bent down to release the flowers, revealing her left palm, which was wearing black gauze gloves.

At the pinky finger of her left palm, a blue gem loomed into view.

Klein's scalp tingled.

His whole body was tingling.

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