Bang! Bang!

Crane held a revolver on loan from the Kragg Club in one hand, pulled the trigger in succession, and hit the target accurately, even above eight rings.

After being fed with many bullets, coupled with the ability to control his body beyond ordinary people after becoming a "clown", his marksmanship is quite good.

If I continue to practice like this for a few months, I can be called a sharpshooter...... Satisfied, Klein opened the wheel, shook out the shells, looked sideways at Talim Dumont with the clanging sound of landing, and asked with a smile:

"Are you still satisfied?"

"Very good. Talim, the equestrian instructor, had taken off his black tweed jacket and light gray sweater, and put on a boxing stance, "Come on, let me know your martial arts, I can honestly tell you that I have been trained as a trainee knight since I was a child, and I have not been abandoned since then." ”

As an extraordinary, if I can't even beat an ordinary man who has only been trained, then I won't be a human being! Crane complained, didn't take off his double-breasted long gown, put the revolver away, took two steps to the side, and made a gesture to Talim that could start.

He wanted to hook his fingers and create a little atmosphere, but when he thought of the other party's strength, he was too lazy to waste his energy.

Talim was a little excited, and with a few small jumps on the spot, he slammed forward and landed a hook on the right.

Klein grabbed with his left hand, turned his waist shortly, stretched out his right palm, and made a smooth back fall.

Poof, Talim flew out and landed on his back - Crane didn't exert any force in the end, just threw the opponent away from his body by inertia.

"Awesome!" Talim quickly stood up and gave a thumbs up, "worthy of a well-known detective, your marksmanship and fighting are excellent." ”

It's just that I defeated a weak chicken like you, where do you see that my fighting level is very high? Klein sneered and asked with a smile:

"Now that you know, can you tell me what your friend wants to do?"

"Hehe, he'll come to the club later, and you guys will talk to yourself. Talim rubbed his back with his backhand, "I don't know exactly what the commission is, by the way, he's a journalist, Mike Joseph, a journalist for the Daily Observer, probably hoping for short-term protection." ”

"Okay. Crane didn't ask any more questions, and continued to practice guns, but not just revolvers, but also shotguns, single-shot rifles, and repeating rifles, so that in the future, if there was a situation, he could quickly get his hands on any firearms around.

Towards 12 o'clock, he returned to the first floor and entered the cafeteria, where he grabbed a grilled chicken and a piece of pan-fried beef short ribs, as well as the club's limited supply of cream cheese baked lobster today.

With these things in place, Klein fetched the Fenerport paella, fruit salad, oyster consommé, and marquis tea.

Faced with this sumptuous lunch, he couldn't help but swallow his saliva and praised the goddess in his heart.

If you eat outside, this meal will probably cost 3 sules...... Crane alternated between a silver knife and fork and a spoon, and ate to great satisfaction.

As he had almost finished the food on the table, Talim Dumont led a man in a heavy coat and a top hat.

"Detective Moriarty, that's what I'm talking about as a friend, Mike Joseph, Mike, this is the famous detective, Mr. Sherlock Moriarty. Talim smiled as he introduced the two sides.

"Nice to meet you. Mike took off his hat and saluted.

He is nearly thirty years old, with sparse eyebrows, rough skin, and unusually pronounced pores.

However, his facial features are not bad, his blue eyes are particularly charming, and with two beautiful mustaches, he has a bit of mature charm.

Klein couldn't help but touch the thickening and growing stubble around his lips, got up and asked the other party to sit down, and said with a smile:

"Today's lobster baked with cream cheese is not bad, you can give it a try. ”

"Okay. Mike Joseph didn't shirk either, took the plate, went around and fetched a lot of food.

"He's in a hurry, and hasn't eaten lunch yet. Talim explained to his friend with a smile and placed a stack of newspapers on the table.

"You can see it. Crane put his knife and fork away, wiped his mouth with a napkin, and leisurely drank black tea.

He ate very satisfied.

At this time, Mike Joseph came back with two plates of food, ate a few bites quickly, padded his stomach, and then looked up at Klein:

"Detective Moriarty, have you heard about the recent serial murders?"

"The one who took the entrails?" Klein asked briefly.

Talim next to him nodded and said with emotion:

Sure enough, every detective is paying attention to this serial murder case. ”

Mike pulled out one of the newspapers and pushed it to Klein: "This is the latest report. ”

Klein took a look and found that it was the Daily Observer, where Mike worked, and they wrote on the front page:

"11! Another lady has been killed!

- The headquarters of the Beckland Police Department is located on West Villas Street on the edge of Queens, so they are nicknamed "West Villas Field".

11. The 11th case? Crane resisted the urge to frown and read down suspiciously, and found that it was indeed the same as the one he had encountered, the target was women, all of whom were wearing bright long dresses and had their internal organs removed by caesarean section.

This is a case with obvious traces of demon worship, and the Sivelas field must have been handed over to the Night Watchman, the Punisher, or the Mechanical Heart Squad, who want to do divination, psychic and psychic, and have all kinds of strange and effective extraordinary methods, how come he hasn't solved the case until now, and hasn't caught the criminal? That guy has a wealth of "anti-detection" abilities that destroyed the soul of the deceased? Or is it that the soul of the deceased was taken away along with the internal organs, which is a need for demonic rituals?Well, he can definitely interfere with divination...... Also, if the extraordinary person of the "demon" path does not have similar abilities, how can he dare to kill people in a row...... Klein said thoughtfully to Mike Joseph:

"You want to do a private survey?"

"I'm sorry, I can't take over, I can't take over without an invitation from the police, I have to maintain a good relationship with them. ”

The so-called good relationship is the relationship that invited me to the police station for tea...... Klein spat to himself.

The real reason for his refusal was that the investigation into the serial killings could easily run into official extraordinaires, perhaps among whom were the night watchmen of the Church of the Goddess in the diocese of Beckland.

"No, it's not an investigation, no, the accurate description is, it's not an investigation to find the killer, I'm just trying to finish my story. Mike Joseph swallowed the shrimp meat and explained.

"Report?" Klein asked in a leisurely gesture as he put down his white glazed porcelain teacup and clasped his hands.

Mike Joseph said:

"If you buy the Daily Observer tomorrow or the day after tomorrow, you'll see my in-depth coverage of the serial killings, and the most important part of it is to reveal what the victims have in common and alert similar people. ”

"Well, what's in common?" Klein asked curiously.

Mike took a sip of his coffee and said, "In addition to being female and wearing colorful dresses, there is another important thing in common. I did an in-depth investigation into the victim's occupation and found something interesting. ”

"Some of them are maids, some are weavers, some are tailors, some are governesses, on the surface, there is no overlap, but in fact, they have all been street girls. ”

"Street girl, governess?" asked Crane, slightly stunned.

In the kingdom of Rune, teachers belong to the middle class, and the salary is as low as 2 pounds a week, which is enough for a lady to live a decent life, and she has no need to be a street girl.

Mike moved the corners of his mouth and sighed:

"There was a time when they had a very difficult time before they could find a job to support themselves. ”

"I did a survey before, in Beckland, among women between the ages of 15 and 55, one in six is doing or has been a street girl, heh, this is our country, all foreigners come here, they will be surprised, a very conservative country, a bustling metropolis, there are street girls everywhere. (Note 1)

That's a bit exaggerated...... If it is true, it can only be said that reality is more exaggerated...... This damn world...... Klein was stunned for a while, thought about it, and said deliberately:

"One question is, how do the killers know that the victims used to be street girls? They don't have labels on them, and you need to investigate to find out. ”

"It's a great detective, and this may be the clue. Mike Joseph replied unsurprisingly.

No, if it is an extraordinary person in the "demonic" path, then his selection criteria may be the type that seems to have fallen but is not completely depraved, and they should have a keen intuition about depravity, maybe they can directly see the corresponding in-depth "color", plus the trigger point of colorful long skirts, the target is basically locked...... Klein answered himself in his mind, and asked instead:

"So, what else do you want to investigate?"

Mike nodded and said:

"Of these 11 cases, 10 of the ladies used to be street girls, but one of them wasn't, she's still a prostitute, well, the youngest, only 16 years old Shibbel, which seems very strange, very strange, and I want to go to the 'Golden Rose', which is where she, uh, she works, to do an in-depth investigation to see if I can find something. ”

"I'm worried that the questioning will annoy the people there, so I'm going to ask you to protect me for a short time, you don't need to teach them a lesson, just protect me at the most critical moment. ”

"If nothing happens, I'll pay you £1, and if there's a fight, raise it to £5, what's your opinion?"

Klein smiled and said:

"I'll go wash my hands and answer you. ”

He bowed politely, walked slowly to the bathroom, and then tossed a coin, and received an affirmative answer.

Note 1: This is the late Victorian period, statistics for London.