Lord of the Mysteries

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Finally, the middle-aged and old man with 2 temples drank a sip of tea and sighed with a smile:

“Actually, this is much better than before. It is better than many people here, such as…”

He pointed to the vagabonds who were shrunk in the corner.

Klein and Mike followed and saw a vagabond curled up in a dirty place that could shelter from the wind. There were men and women, old and small.

In this cold autumn, they may not be able to wake up again.

At this time, Klein noticed that there was an old lady in her 60s standing on the street. Her dress was old and worn, but it was relatively neat and her hair was meticulous.

The white-haired old lady had vagabond’s common troubles on her face, but she still insisted on not squeezing with the pile of people. Instead, she walked slowly on the side of the road, and was numbly plucked into the cafe from time to time.

“This is also a pitiful person.” The former vagabond who ate the remaining black bread also found the old lady and sighed a few words. “She used to say that she had a good life. Her husband is a food merchant and has a very spiritual spirit. child, unfortunately, later broke up, the husband and child died shortly after, she is different from us, really, it can be seen at a glance … hey, she should not be able to support it for long, unless it can be charitable every time institution. “

Listening and listening, Mike鈥檚 expression changed from calm to depression, and he slowly sighed:

“I want to ask her for an interview. Can you invite her for me? She can eat something and drink something here.”

For this request, the middle-aged man was not surprised. He only looked at Klein and Mike separately, as if to say that you really are colleagues.

“Okay, I think she will be very happy.” He drank a cup of tea and got up and walked out of the greasy coffee shop.

Not long after, the old but neat old lady walked in with him, and the white face faded slightly under the warmth of the cafe.

She kept trembled, seemingly to vent the within of the body a little bit, and grab the relatively high temperature in the cafe, even if she sat in the chair, she took extra for more than a minute to really ease .

“What do you want to order, this is the reward for the interview.” Klein said to Mike.

After Mike nodded, the old lady held the place toast, inferior cream and coffee, then smiled and said:

“I have heard that when I haven’t got food for too long, I can’t eat greasy things.”

Very polite, very homemade, not like vagabond… Klein silently sighed.

Before the food was delivered, Mike asked at random:

鈥淐an you talk about how you became vagabond?鈥?/p>

The old lady reveals the look of memories, bitter with a smile:

鈥淢y husband is a food trader, mainly buying food from domestic farmers. Since the 鈥淕rain Bill鈥?was abolished, we quickly went bankrupt.鈥?/p>

“His age is not small, he was knocked down by this thing, his body quickly collapsed, and he died soon.”

“My child, he is an excellent youngster, has been doing business with his father, he can not accept such a blow, so he jumped into the River of Tasok on a moonless night.”

“His first suicide was unsuccessful and he was sent to the magistrate’s court. The police and judges were impatient and felt that he was delaying their time.”

“If you want to commit suicide, please suicide quietly and successfully, don’t bother us… well, they probably want to say this, but they feel too direct.”

“My child was imprisoned, and not long after, he committed suicide for the second time and succeeded.”

The old lady said very calmly, as if it had not happened to her.

But for some reason, Klein felt a strong sorrow.

The mourning is greater than the death of the heart… He suddenly remembered the words that past life had heard.

In this World, suicide is not only an act prohibited by major churches, but also an object of legal punishment.

As for the reason, Klein is very clear about what it is. First, many suicides choose to cast a river. If they are not discovered in time, there is a certain probability that they will become water ghosts. , Ending his own life is like “sacrificial offering”, which may resonate with the existence of some strange terrifying.

As a result, their body after death or some of the surrounding items will carry a strange curse that harms others.

The Puppet of Misfortune behind Thengen City Chanis Gate is probably how it came from.

Therefore, the seven righteous God churches all proceeded from their own doctrine to prohibit believers from committing suicide, and the royal family also promoted corresponding legislation.

Of course, this seems a bit ridiculous to Klein. A person who wants to commit suicide will be afraid of the law and punishment.

Mike brushed and recorded what was being said, and the cafe’s Boss had already brought the food over.

“You fill your stomach first, let’s talk about it.” Mike pointed to the toast.

“Okay.” The old lady was very educated with a small mouthful of food.

She didn’t have a lot of points and soon finished eating.

After reluctantly drinking the last bite of coffee, she licked the forehead and pleaded:

鈥淐an I sleep for a while before I talk? It鈥檚 too cold outside.鈥?/p>

“No problem.” Mike without the slightest hesitation replied.

The old lady gratefully said a few times thank you, sitting in a chair, just curled up and slept.

Mike looked to the middle-aged man next to him:

“You seem to be familiar with this place? I want to ask you to be our guide. How about 3shilling a day? Sorry, forget to ask your name.”

The middle-aged man hurriedly shook his head:

“no, no, no, this is too much, I am at the dock, and many times, only 1shilling’s income a day.”

“You call me old Kohler will be fine.”

“Then, 2 shilling a day, this is what you deserve.” Mike finalized.

Klein saw this strange bargaining, rubbed some nose with paper, and tried to refill the cup of coffee, but suddenly he noticed that he was not right. He turned to look at the old lady who was curling up in the chair and sleeping.

Her face, which has been rosy with coffee, has once again become white, and the energy field color and emotional color have disappeared.

“…” Klein stood up, subconsciously reaching for the old lady’s breath.

In the strange eyes of Mike and Kohler, he said heavily:

“She is dead.”

Mike opened his mouth and said nothing, but Kohler clicked 3 times on his chest, bitter said with a smile:

“I know how long she can’t hold it…”

“In the eastern district, this happens every day.”

“At least she filled her stomach and died in a warm place. Hope, hehe, hope I can do the same in the future.”

Klein was silent for a moment:

“Kohler, you go to the police.”

“Okay.” Kohler tapped his chest 3 times again and ran out of the cafe.

Boss looked at it and didn’t come over. It seems that this is not something that needs too much attention.

After a while, a policeman wearing a black and white standard uniform, carrying a short stick, and holding a pistol, entered the cafe.

He looked at the dead old lady, asked Mike and Klein a few words, and waved his hand:

“It’s okay, you can wait until I find someone to take the body away.”

鈥淛ust like this?鈥?Mike snorted.

He is obviously not familiar with the eastern district.

That policeman sighed:

“There are so many things happening in eastern district everyday all!”

His eyes turned and looked at Klein and Mike:

“You are not like people here, what is it? What identity?”

Mike took out the press card, and Klein said he was protecting his private detective.

The police suddenly got a face, looks at Klein:

“I suspect you are illegally holding a gun!”

“I want to search your portable items, please cooperate, otherwise it will be regarded as resisting arrest!”

Mike became worried because he knew that private detective was generally illegally armed.

Klein expressionless spreads the hand:

“Ok.”

He allowed the police to search for it, but the other party found nothing.

When the old lady鈥檚 body was sent away, the disappointed policeman left, and Mike clenched his fist and slammed the table:

“A living person has died here, but he only wants to check illegally holding a gun!”

Having said that, Mike looked at Klein sideways and wondered:

“You didn’t bring a gun?”

Klein shook the head, taking out the gun bag and the revolver from under the table, calmly said:

鈥淎s a detective, I have a lot of experience in this area.鈥?/p>

As a Magician, he can put a pistol in front of each other’s eyes, but he can’t find it.

Moreover, because he did n鈥檛 buy ordinary bullets, the extraordinary bullets were temporarily thrown to the grey mist. His revolver is currently it 鈥檚 empty, but this does not prevent him from shooting with a pistol. He only needs to simulate his mouth when pulling the trigger “Bang” will be fine.

See you, next to the old Kohler whispered a sentence:

“It turns out that you are detective.”

Klein pointed to Mike and explained it casually:

“I was also commissioned by this gentleman last time.”

Mike sat there without refutation, silent for a moment:

“Although I have also investigated gangsters and have seen the tragic life of some prostitutes, I don’t know about the situation in the eastern district. You can help me to take a look. This survey interview plan has no problem.”

He said, taking a few sheets of paper from the inside pocket of the garment and unfolding it on the table in the cafe.

Klein glanced at it:

鈥淚nterview with residents of eastern districts of different ages?鈥?/p>

“It’s too much trouble. I think it’s possible to divide by location, better apartment, 5 month 6 day, a crowded apartment, a street sheltered corner, a park bench, and a charitable institution.”

“In addition, you can divide work time and rest time.”

Mike listened carefully, nodded:

“Good idea, Kohler, what do you think?”

Old Kohler pinched his nose:

“I don’t know the words… but I think Mr. detective is fine.”

Mike thought about it, revised the plan, and said:

“Then we go to the nearby apartment and pick one at will.”