Sir Des Shaw, Mr. Hibbert Hall, who are these people, I don't know anyone...... Klein pretended not to have any doubts, and half-jokingly said:

"Hopefully they can bring blue skies and sunshine to Beckland. ”

"Yes, although burning in one's own fireplace is everyone's freedom and a right granted by law, blue skies and sunshine are more desirable things. Luke Summer, a member of the Soot Reduction Association, echoed the emotion, pointing to the rented carriageway, "It's time for us to get over, Mary desperately needs some help." ”

Starlene Summer, on the other hand, pretended to be reserved, adding:

"Perhaps there will be councillors coming to the feast, of the Bakerland region, or, of the kingdom. ”

"You can imagine the grandeur of this banquet. Klein politely complimented and watched the Summers get into the car and leave.

Just as he turned around and was about to head to the post box at the end of the street, a postman in a dark green uniform arrived in a horse-drawn carriage and delivered a letter to the newspaper box at his door.

Klein pulled out a bunch of keys and casually chose the one in a rustic shape that was almost brass.

Click!

The "master key" easily opened the mailbox.

In the future, you can go out with only this key...... Crane grunted, pulling out the newspaper he had subscribed to and the letter he had just written.

This letter is from Isenger Stanton.

He also looked through the old unsolved serial murder cases yesterday, picked out the most suspicious ones, and through the police department, preliminarily confirmed the current situation of the corresponding suspects, so he wrote to Klein and Kaslana and other private investigators who were interested in this direction, sharing his gains.

This includes exactly the two cases that Klein focused on.

The well-known detectives see the same thing...... I just wrote the letter in vain...... Crane teased himself and returned to the living room.

According to Isenger's description, the case of the random killing of late returnees has investigated many people, but has never been able to lock down the suspect, and after many years, it is very difficult and almost hopeless to find clues again.

Among the four suspects in the other case, one is a teenager, his mother is also a victim, a prostitute, single, and only one child, he has suffered from the abuse of his mother, he is withdrawn and ruthless, and is the first object of suspicion by the police, but less than half a year after that case, he was seriously injured in the gang fire in the East District and died in the operating room of the charity hospital.

His body was burned to ashes in the presence of witnesses and buried in the cemetery.

That way, it is impossible for him to be connected to the current serial murder case.

If there is no cremation, I will definitely go to the grave to confirm it...... Klein, who was deceiving the corpse, seriously considered the possibility of the other party's deceiving corpse.

Of the remaining three suspects, one has moved repeatedly in the past few years, the police have lost their grasp of his situation and need more time to pursue him, one has gone bankrupt and moved from the North End to the East End, and the other has remained the same and is still running a grocery store on the same street.

Crane pulled out a piece of paper again, described the situation first, and then asked the recipient to secretly observe the two suspects with specific addresses, and he emphatically emphasized:

"Serial killers are cruel, vicious, and aggressive, so be careful not to get too close to them and observe them as if you were just a normal neighbor. ”

"What I need is their recent mental state, such as whether they are irritable, whether they like to lock themselves in their rooms, rarely communicate with people, whether they have beaten others. ”

This is also the message he received from the "sun", after each killing, the "demon" will eat the victim's internal organs according to the requirements of the ritual, and will always be in a state of bloodthirsty mania wanting to hurt others until a new victim appears.

After reiterating the need to be safe, Crane folded the letterhead, stuffed it into a new envelope, and affixed a black stamp to the surface.

Then he wrote down the name of the recipient:

"Detective Stuart. ”

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

Queens, inside the luxurious villa of the Earl Hall's family.

Susie lay in the corner of the study, looking bored.

Count Hall, whose belly was bulging, took a puff of his pipe and said to the eldest son in front of him:

"Hibbert, do you know why I have to let you into the Air Pollution Investigation Committee?"

Hibbert Hall replied thoughtfully:

"Do you want to influence the development of relevant laws and policies?"

"No, although I am the second largest shareholder of the Constance Coal and Steel Consortium, I don't care too much about this issue, and I have been urging them to adjust accordingly. I have no doubt that tackling air pollution is the trend of the future. ”

"Hibbert, although our family has a fixed seat in the House of Lords, and you will become a member of the House of Lords sooner or later, in addition to people with special status such as the Speaker, why do some nobles who are also members of the House of Lords have more influence?"

Hibbert pondered for a moment:

"Titles, wealth, business status, and connections within the government and the military?"

"This is only part of it, and there is also the ability to handle affairs yourself, people will always trust the same kind of people who have rich experience and have participated in many things, and if you want to make a difference in politics in the future, in addition to inheriting the seats, you must also participate in various affairs as much as possible, show the corresponding ability, and gradually become active in the eyes of the parliamentarians and ministers, so that they will gradually feel that you are trustworthy, and this is the influence that comes from yourself. ”

"Hibbert, look at the Republic of Intis, look at the current situation of their nobility, and you should understand that with the passage of time and the development of society, the privileges on the surface will be weakened, and the title will become less and less important, just an honorary title, and the status and influence of the business field are the things you should pay attention to. Earl Hall elaborated.

"What if you don't know what you're good at?" muttered Heber.

"Then pretend you're capable of handling it. Don't care if you waste money, assemble a team of professionals, listen to their opinions, and make a decision. Everyone has a lot of areas that they are not good at, and only money is almighty. Earl Hall nodded.

Hibbert replied abruptly:

"I see, Dad. ”

At this time, Susie next to her yawned boredly.

When it was all over, it slipped into Audrey's studio, repeated everything it had heard, and muttered at the end:

"I don't understand what they're talking about......"

Audrey listened thoughtfully, and said with a light smile:

"It's a good thing that you don't have to smell those pungent smells. ”

"Really?" asked Susie, as if she didn't understand.

Audrey didn't answer it, and thought of something else.

She had intended to quietly draw attention to the deplorable conditions in the East, Factories and Docklands, but at two recent social gatherings, she found herself unable to find an opportunity.

Those aristocrats, those parliamentarians, those high-ranking government employees, don't talk about similar topics at all, and they can't guide them if they want to!

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

On Monday afternoon, Klein leisurely returned from the Kragg Club to 15 Minsk Street.

Because Stuart has not yet given the results of the preliminary investigation, and he can't find a person to train as a pharmacist for the time being, he has nothing to do yesterday or today, and simply went to the Kragg Club to practice guns, read books, and eat.

In the process, he got to know a number of club members.

That's where the business comes from...... Klein sighed, took four steps backwards, and entered the gray mist.

He proceeded with various preparations step by step, first manifesting the dummy "world", familiarizing himself with the manipulation techniques of the "Black Eye", and then sending the "sun" a message that the tarot party was about to begin.

With all this done, Crane waited for three o'clock to come, and then reached out to touch the crimson star corresponding to each member - after establishing a solid connection, the "magician" also had his own illusory star.

Furth Wall found an excuse to concentrate on her work and sent her away, when she was in a trance and saw a gray mist gushing out in an instant.

In the blink of an eye, she found herself on top of the mysterious and gloomy gray mist, in the majestic palace, in front of which was an ancient mottled bronze table, surrounded by a series of misty figures that were difficult to see.

This is what Mr. Fool is talking about? Folth watched all this with caution and felt that the members who could participate in this kind of secret gathering were very, very powerful and extraordinary.

Except for me...... She thought weakly and fearfully.

However, from another point of view, I can join this sequence 9, and the other members may not necessarily be very powerful, and the requirement of this party is obviously not to be strong, but to establish a connection with Mr. "Fool" for some reason...... Forth quickly dismissed his previous judgment and relaxed slightly.

At the same time, "Justice" Audrey also found that there was a new person in today's party.

It's a woman...... Hugh, or Furth? or someone else, Audrey almost forgot to say hello to Mr. "The Fool", and just wanted to take a closer look at the characteristics of the new members.

Even if the other party's figure is blurred, you can see the color and outline, and you can hear the voice and idiomatic expressions!

Well...... I also have to note that Mr. "The Hanged Man" first confirmed that I was a nobleman from my special pronunciation of some words, and from my habit of using certain special words...... Audrey stood up, lifted the hem of her skirt, and said to Klein, who was at the top of the bronze table:

"Good afternoon, Mr. Fool. ”

After greeting, she didn't hide her curiosity, glanced at the new members in the same row as her, and asked with a smile:

"Who is this?"