Lord of the Mysteries

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“No, we haven’t …” Klein’s rebuttal was too late, Benson smiled and interrupted: “Although Elizabeth is really younger, although her family situation is much better than us, but I think You are still quite appropriate, but you may have to wait a few years. She is in public school, the goal is to enter the university, and the marriage is at least 6-7 years later. Of course, you can get engaged first. “

… Do n’t think about it for so long, OK … Klein took a deep breath said:

“I don’t like Elizabeth. Well, it’s accurate to say that I don’t like girls who are much younger than me. I like to be mature.”

In fact, I can accept it within a reasonable range, but not now … he added helplessly to his heart.

“Like a little more mature?” Melissa frowned. “Then you have to solve the marriage problem as soon as possible.”

what? Klein really couldn’t understand the idea of ​​the younger sister jumping, and asked:

“why?”

Melissa explained very seriously: “When you save enough money for a future marriage, you are almost 2 15-16 years old, a girl who is more mature than you at that age, either already married or engaged early, could it be that you want to pursue a widow? “

What is this and what … Klein sullenly answered in Chinese in his heart.

Benson smiled and refuted the younger sister:

“Melissa, you do n’t understand that in today ’s middle class, 30-year-old women who have not been married or engaged are not uncommon. They are mainly Goddess believers, and most of them have the ability to live well and would prefer to be single. I do n’t want to accept an unsatisfactory marriage, um, I saw it in the “Family” magazine. “

“Really?” After all, Melissa is just a 16-year-old girl who doesn’t know much about similar things.

Seeing big brother and younger sister, the more interested, the more interested Klein coughed:

“I am a bit more mature, referring to the state of mind. It is not necessary to be older than me, and it is Benson who is more worried about marriage.”

Sorry, big brother, I am also spelled by circumstances … He silently apologized in his heart.

“…” Melissa froze for a moment, then seriously nodded, “Yes!”

Originally, I wanted to talk about the middle-class marriage problem in detail. Benson shivered suddenly, looking at his younger sister staring at her:

“I am in the turning point of my life. I must put all my energy into study. When I have a satisfactory job and a certain savings, I will have the confidence to pursue my favorite lady and give her a good life.”

Klein and Melissa were startled first, and they immediately blurted out:

“Do you have a favorite lady?”

Just Benson, who was casually perfunctory, was shocked and shook his head:

“No!”

“I am just giving an example!”

…………

Beckland, Hillston District, a slightly dark and sulky house.

In front of the non-igniting fireplace, a middle-aged man with a sideburns, holding a dark pipe, sat in a rocking chair, gazing deeply at the visitors in the sofa area.

He is the host here, Isengard Stanton, a very famous private detective in the small circle, but he did not open an office, he just asked an assistant to help.

Isengard, wearing a white shirt and black vest, put the pipe to his mouth, took a sip of intoxication and slowly spit out:

“The consultation cost for half an hour is 1 pound. If I were you, I would definitely not waste a second.”

The two ladies in the sofa area are Forsi Wall and Quinn Dierra. They have collected materials from Vice Admiral Hurricane Klingus. They intend to ask great detective, who is good at deductive methods, to help summarize the target’s behavior.

Of course, they have hidden the name of Klingus and changed the description of the extraordinary content.

Looks at Isengard with thin face, sharp edges and blue eyes, Quinn Dierra hands the document bag to his assistant, a brown-haired youngster with gold-rimmed glasses and capable temperament.

“Mr. Detective, I hope you find out from the data how the target behaves in Beckland.”

Although he is not tall, when Quinn Dierra sits straight and speaks in silence, that kind of majesty still makes people involuntarily want to obey.

Isengard glanced at her deeply, took the file bag from the assistant, untied the entanglement, and pulled out the information inside.

He put down the pipe and focused on reading it, one by one, without missing.

After more than ten minutes, the gentleman with two temples slowly tapped on the handrail:

“The target has a paranoid love for the wind … Then, in the ‘Capital of Dusk’ Beckland, he certainly will not choose the polluted area to live for a long time, that is to say, he may live in Queen District, western district, Hillston District, Chowod District, or northern suburb … “

“The target is a serial killer with a mental illness. Every other day, a living person is murdered … The reasonable way is to target the homeless vagabond. In Beckland, even the police cannot figure out how many vagabond there are. … “

“The area where the target lives is not too close or too far away from the numerous eastern districts, Beckland bridges, etc. of vagabond … Frequently looking for victims around is immature performance, which is not in line with your description … If it takes a long time to find the object to be murdered, the target may not be able to control his desires and commit crimes under easy exposure … “

“The goal is a senior Sailor, who has a very good ability to move in water … A reasonable inference is that he lives not too far from the river, and if an accident occurs, it will be his best choice to escape safely …”

……

“In summary, we can outline the target’s range of activities. He lives not far from the Beckland bridge district and considers the western district and the River of Tasok 2 shore in Chowod District …”

……

“The information you give can only be inferred from this content.”

Although it did n’t sound too clear, it seemed reasonable … Quinn and Forsi glanced at each other, solemnly nodded, withdrew the information, and got up to say goodbye.

Looking at the back of the assistant who sent the 2 ladies out, 2 Isengard with white temples pulled out a brass ornament from the pocket of the vest. It was a pocket-sized, unfolded book with a vertical eye in the center. .

Isengard swayed the rocking chair and snorted and said to himself:

“Klingus sneaked into Beckland?”

…………

Pritz Harbor, a basement.

Argel the Hanged Man sits in a chair and looks coldly at the man who is wriggling in front of him.

The man was dressed as a Sailor, his head was completely wrapped in a light blue water film, and a face was purple.

His hands were constantly clutching on his face, but he could only throw away a drop of liquid.

Finally, he couldn’t bear it and gave a signal of yield.

Argel smacked his mouth and patted his palm casually.

The pale blue water film immediately disintegrated and turned into a raindrop and fell to the ground.

The man dressed by Sailor gasped and gasped, coughing and coughing to tear the heart and break the lungs.

When the opponent calmed down, Argel leaned back slightly, imitating Fool’s calm and indifferent tone:

“Tell me, Klingus goes to Beckland for the purpose.”

“He, he is to complete a commission, but I don’t know exactly what it is.” The pirate completely lost the will to resist, honestly and frankly replied, “I only know the benefits he might get, Klingus used to be in us I proudly mentioned in front of him that if this time things go well, he will get an item he dreamed of for a long time, and the ‘Four Kings’ in the pirates will also become ‘5 kings.’

The item that dreams for a long time? Argel frowned and fell into meditation.

…………

On Monday morning, Klein still failed to rest, and continued to investigate the red chimney houses in Thengen City as planned.

Unfortunately, this time, he still failed to find the target.

He returned home at noon, heated up the leftovers of last night, nibbled a piece of oat bread, and then made up for an hour of sleep.

After 2:40, Klein put down his book, sealed the bedroom with spirituality, and entered the mysterious space above the grey mist again.

He sat at the head of the long bronze table casually, regardless of the frequency of Sun heartbeat, reached out his right hand, and responded in advance.

Inside the Silver City.

Derrick Berg was sweating on the driving range, and there was a trance in front of him. He saw a lot of grey mist and saw Fool sitting on the high back chair in the depths of the grey mist.

He was startled first, then stopped moving and lowered his head.

When the “illusion” disappeared, he silently counted his heartbeat, holding a silver white straight sword, and quickly walked towards the rest area.

After 1000 heartbeats, he has locked himself in a separate washroom.

After waiting for another dozen breaths, he saw the crimson rays of light coming from the void and drowned himself in a flash.

Above the grey mist, Klein leaned back against the back of the chair, and his left tooth tapped twice, quietly turning on spirit vision.

He saw the depth of Sun’s ethereal body, the mottled color became pure, like dawn, so he opened the mouth and said with a smile:

“Congratulations, Mr. Eulogizer.”

At the same time, he also found that the bright stars behind the other party’s high back chair moved quickly and reorganized into a symbol of the sun.

It doesn’t need my mind, it changes naturally, just like conditioned reflex … well, except for palaces, long tables and chairs, other emerging things cannot be preserved after I leave here … they are very special … the secrets of the above the grey mist are really many … Klein looking thoughtful looking at everything in front of him.

Derrick lowered his head again, replied restrainedly and humbly:

“It’s all from your help, it’s just the beginning.”

He was not surprised that Fool could see that he was taking magical medicine.

At this time, Klein pulled out the silver pocket watch and glanced at it. lightly said with a smile :

“Then let’s get together, remember, then it’s probably this frequency, um, or interval.”

While speaking, he established a connection with the crimson stars symbolizing Justice and Hanged Man, and pulled the 2 members back into the majestic palace like a giant’s residence.

Audrey just saw the scene in front of him and immediately greeted him with a brisk tone:

“Good afternoon, Mister Fool, I have a page of Great Emperor Russel’s Diary here.”

“Good afternoon, Mister Sun, have you got the Heart Reader formula?”

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