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Ding dong, the bells pulled by the rope kept shaking, spreading the sound throughout the spacious but relatively empty living room.

Klein, who was sitting on the sofa reading the newspaper and studying the investment opportunities, stood up. He did not tie his bow tie in a white shirt and black vest, and he had several points of being at home.

The first single commission of my detective career? However, I am always at home, waiting for the task to come to the door, um … I have to get a guestbook and hang it at the door, with a water-absorbing pen, so that customers can write down the time of the second visit, let me Prepare in advance … But for the new detective who has just entered the industry, it is basically equivalent to not having the next time … Hey, it can only be a little trouble temporarily. Whether there is a commission for divination every morning. Arranged in this way … Of course, this may miss the missioner is a powerful Extraordinary task, ah, miss it, miss it, a large probability is a good thing …

Klein thought as he walked to the door, without the need to pass the cat’s eye, the image of the outside visitors naturally emerged in his mind:

One is an old lady wearing a black plush bonnet. Her back is slightly awkward, her face is wrinkled deep, her skin is dry and yellow, but the dark dress is formal and decent.

Her temples were completely white, but the blue pupils were quite energetic. At this time, she was looking at the youngster next to him, beckoning him to pull the doorbell again.

The youngster was in his twenties, with eyes similar to the old lady. In the colder weather, he was wearing a black double-breasted long dress popular with the Beckland gentleman class and wearing a half-height silk top hat. A banquet-like bow tie, it seems that any scene at any time will not relax the requirements on itself.

With Clown’s hunch, before the bell wobbled again, Klein twisted the handle, opened the door, and greeted with a smile:

“Good morning, ma’am, sir, today is a good day. By now, I have seen the sun for 5 minutes.”

He talked about the weather in a slightly exaggerated way, which is a conversation topic that has been popular in Beckland for 100 years.

“Yes, it always hides shyly behind fog and clouds, and refuses to come out.” The old lady nodded in agreement.

And the youngster asked:

“Are you Detective Sherlock Moriarty?”

“Yes, do you have anything to entrust? Sorry, please come in, let’s talk on the sofa.” Klein leaned over his side, letting out the passage and pointing to the waiting area.

“No, I don’t need it,” the old lady said slightly sharply. “I don’t want to waste a little time. My poor Brody is still waiting for me to rescue it!”

“It?” Klein noticed the most important pronoun, and suddenly had a bad feeling.

Dress up a very formal youngster surely nodded and said:

“Brody is a cat raised by my grandmother Ms. Doris. It was lost last night. I hope you can help us find it. We live at the end of this street. I am willing to pay 5shilling for it. Of course, If you can finally prove that the time and energy you spent exceed this category, I will compensate you additionally. “

Looking for a cat? The reason why I entrusted me was because it was on the same street, which was very convenient … Klein felt that this was not his detective career.

This makes me look like a Clown … well, the first business can’t be pushed away when opening the door. This is from Divinator’s point of view … he pondered for a few seconds:

“Can you describe it in detail?”

The old lady Doris grabbed the youngster and said:

“Brody is a cute, lively black cat. It is very healthy. It has beautiful green eyes. I like to eat cooked chicken breasts. Goddess, it went out like last night. No, it must be lost. I put a lot of chicken breasts in its bowl, and I don’t want to come back and take a look.”

… Klein’s mouth is upturned:

“I am very satisfied with your description, Mrs. Doris.”

“I accept this commission, ok, go to your home now, I need to find clues, find traces, you should be very clear, the core of reasoning is the details.”

Mrs. Doris did not consult her grandson, immediately nodded and said:

“You are the most powerful detective I have ever seen, and the deal!”

Klein put on his coat and hat, picked up his walking stick, and followed Ms. Doris and her grandson to the street.

Unlike Theren, the roads in many areas of Beckland have been rebuilt with cement or asphalt, and even in the rainy weather, it will not be so muddy.

Taking advantage of the old lady’s chance to lead the way in front of him, his grandson got to Klein’s side and pressed down the voice:

“I hope that you can do your best to find Brody.”

“Since my grandfather and my parents passed away, it has become one of the pillars of my grandma’s life.”

“After Brody’s loss, my damn it suffered from mental problems and even auditory hallucinations. She always told me that she heard poor Brody screaming.”

Klein solemnly said:

“I will try my best, right, I don’t know how to call you?”

“Jurgen, Jurgen Cooper, a senior Solicitor.” The youngster replied. .

Soon, they came to the 58 on Minsk Street and entered a dark-stained house.

“This is Brody’s bowl. This is his favorite box. It always sleeps inside.” Doris’ wrinkled face is full of worries and worries.

Klein squatted and found several black cat hairs from the box.

He straightened his body and held the silver-plated cane with the hand holding the cat’s hair.

Klein pupils turned deep, pretending to observe 4 times, and silently recited the divination sentence in his mouth.

His hand quietly left the head but did not completely detach, so Jurgen and Doris could not notice the fact that the cane was standing on its own.

Then, the black silver-plated cane slanted to the side, and the rate of pouring was slow and the amplitude was small.

Klein held the stick again, looking at that direction and carefully observed for a dozen seconds.

Then he stepped and walked over to an old cabinet.

“Is there any trace of Brody’s departure?” Jurgen asked with concern, and the old lady, Doris, was waiting for the answer.

Klein didn’t answer, half a squat, and opened the door of the cabinet’s most bottom level.

Ao Wū!

A black cat smashed out from the inside, and the tail cocked up to its bowl.

“Brody…when did you get into the cupboard? How could you be locked in the cupboard?” Mrs. Doris shouted in surprise and confusion.

Jurgen looked sideways and looked at Klein:

“How do you know that it is in the cupboard?”

Klein laughed, replied low:

“This is reasoning.”

…………

After gaining the friendship between Mrs. Doris and Lawyer Jurgen, Klein, who received 5shilling rewards, returned to 15 Minsk Street, where he rented, in the dark sky.

Before approaching, he saw a silhouette hovering at his door.

Is there a new business? Klein stared at him and saw the guest wearing an age-old coat and a dome hat. He was an 15-16 boy.

he? Klein recognized the other person as the chased big boy on the steam subway the day he first came to Beckland.

Klein left a deep impression on his maturity and calmness.

What will be entrusted… Hey, Klein walked over, said with a slight smile :

“Excuse me, are you coming to me?”

The big boy was shocked and turned around in a hurry. There were fears in the bright red pupils that could not be concealed.

He fixed his mind and hesitated to open the mouth and said :

“Are you Detective Sherlock Moriarty?”

“Yes.” Klein looked around and said, “What’s the matter, let’s go in and say.”

“Okay.” The big boy did not refuse.

Into the house, Klein did not take off his jacket, just removed the hat and put the cane.

He led the big boy to the hospitality area and pointed to the long sofa:

“Please sit down, what should I call you? Do you have anything to trust?”

“You can call me Ian.” The big boy reviewed it four times and was silent for several seconds. “I was previously employed by another detective, Mr. Zyrell Victor Lee, to help him gather some news and intelligence.”

Klein sat down and held his hands:

“Your commission is related to your former employer?”

“En.” Ian solemnly nodded, “I suddenly found myself being tracked a few days ago, harboring malicious intentions, so I thought of a way to get rid of them, uh … I think Mr. Moriarty should have witnessed this scene, As soon as I saw you, I recognized you as the gentleman who looked at me on the subway that day. “

… this observation is not much worse than Audience … could it be that is born with a special type? Or is it Extraordinary? Klein turned on spirit vision and glanced at Ian. He didn’t find anything strange.

He was nodded and replied frankly:

“Your response has impressed me.”

Ian didn’t entangle this thing and continued:

“I suspect that my encounter was related to Mr. Zyrell, so I went to visit him at his residence and found that it seemed normal, but many hidden clues were sneaked into the small organs.”

“From that day on, I have never seen Mr. Zyrell again. I suspect he has an accident.”

“I tried to call the police, but the number of days he was missing has not yet met the requirements. I tried to turn to other detectives I knew, but they all refused me because they had just seen Mr. Zyrell at a party. ”

“It surprised me a lot because I contacted Mr. Zyrell in an agreed way but didn’t get a response.”

“I still insist on my judgment. I am going to ask detective who Mr. Zyrell doesn’t know. I don’t know. I don’t know who to look for. I can only find out through the newspaper, so I found you, Mr. Sherlock Moriarty. ”

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