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After waiting for more than half an hour and confirming that there was no unexpected situation, Klein and Emlyn White left Lawyer Jurgen’s home, thinking about their silence and arriving outside 15 Minsk Street.

Vampire Emlyn clenched his fist to his lower mouth, lightly coughed:

“The rewards have been paid and I hope I will not have a chance to meet again in the future.”

This sentence is very good, Mr. White, have you forgotten something important? Klein politely said with a smile :

“I will visit Bishop Vatrovski occasionally, I hope when the time comes you are not in Church of Harvest.

“And, I don’t have to be busy trying to find a solution to Mental Suggestion.”

Emlyn White’s expression suddenly became rather weird, and he paused for 2 seconds before lifting his chin:

“There are many powerful Mysterious Scholars in our blood race, and I will write to them for help.”

After that, he pressed his chest and saluted his words.

Turning around and taking a few steps, he suddenly slowed down, twisted his head, hesitated and asked:

“You are, what are you doing?”

“Beef bone radish soup, you need rice with rice and Fenpot plateau specialties.” Klein breathed the smell of the room, full of expectations.

Emlyn frowned and said:

“Chilli is not in the aesthetic field of the blood race.”

Honestly speaking, I can hardly imagine Vampire eating chili. Of course, I occasionally fantasize about Vampire holding white buns, nibbling garlic and green onions … Klein slandered, pointing to the door, indicating that he was going to have dinner .

Emlyn White considered it for a second, sinking the voice, and discretion:

“I thought about it for a long time last night and found that you didn’t actually do anything. Why do you need to get paid? The old fogey will let me leave at any time.”

Klein snorted:

“No, it’s not like this. The task entrusted by your parents is to find you, not to save you. In the end, I found you. According to the agreement, the reward should belong to me.

“In addition, without my reminder, you may have to wait a few weeks at Church of Harvest to know that you can leave freely, and you can’t detect that you have been implied.”

“Are you stealing my IQ?” Emlyn’s face twisted.

No, it’s clear … Klein smiled and didn’t speak anymore, each minding their own business opened the door and went straight to the kitchen, full of bright and attractive soup, white rice, soft rotten but not lack of chewy beef , Neuropil hidden deep in the bones, sweet and fleshy radish, and chopped Fenpot plateau chili.

In the fiery red shards, pink rose salt and green Balam long leaves are also sprinkled.

…………

In the early morning of week 4, Klein came to the cheap cafe in the eastern district according to the agreement.

The old Kohler, who still wore the thick jacket before, was sitting in the corner, matching a black bread with tea that could barely taste tea.

Klein came to his opposite side and took out what he had prepared and pushed it to the other side.

It is composed of 2 pieces of 5shilling, 4 pieces of 1shilling banknotes, and a bronze penny that is specially used to increase the effect.

Old Kohler looked directly at them, and for a moment they reached out to the right hand and shivered and took it.

He repeatedly looked at it, raised his hand and wiped his eyes, and squeezed his smile:

“At the dock, we carry heavy cargo, do some troublesome cleaning on the cold and dirty water, only one day 1shilling…”

And here is full 15shilling!

Klein listened to it silently, after a few seconds:

“What have you heard recently? What have you noticed?”

Old Kohler took the money off, drank the tea again, and squeezed his eyes:

“I met a lot of dockers and re-established contact with friends I used to know when I was wandering. Some of them went into the factory, some were still going back and forth in the charitable institution and the corner of the park, oh, just like I used to…

“Recently, I have heard a saying that since we believe in one of the seven Gods, why do n’t we pray directly to the Creator at the source? Saying that He is in everyone ’s body, in all things, not at all Really passed away.

“Praying to Him will save us, not only to enter His Kingdom after death, but also to have a better life before death, for example, you do n’t need to work so hard, you can have cream every day, and have zi zi meat , Every day has. “

This … the variant creator theory spread by Aurora Union? After the things of Lannhose, they began to pay attention to the poor people in eastern district, dock district and eastern district, hoping to use them to achieve certain purposes? I do n’t know if the 3 major churches have noticed this phenomenon … it should be … Klein sandwiched the butter between 2 slices of toast and took a bite without knowing it.

Old Kohler said after a while:

“Mr. Detective, as you told me, I paid attention to the women textile workers. Eventually, with the joining of the police, their struggle failed, but, oh, the leading ones became the supervisors of the factory, the one third Lost job.

“They are actively looking for new jobs, some have become street prostitute, some don’t know where to go, and the entire eastern district is in chaos.”

If Vice Admiral Hurricane Klingus came to Beckland, it was such a situation. Then he came to the eastern district every day and quietly killed one or two people. No one could find it, no one could notice … Klein sighed in his heart.

Old Kohler continued to talk about some of the everyday things:

“By the way, Liv’s little daughter is missing.”

“Liv?” Klein confirmed that he had not heard of the name.

Old Kohler, this is awkward:

“It was the lady mistress that you and the reporter last saw that were quarreling with others. She had been carrying her eldest daughter and little daughter to do the washing and washing work at home. But yesterday, on the way back to send clothes from her 2 daughters, she lost one. , The little one, it ’s so pitiful. She has been a widow for many years and has been counting on two daughters. As a result … hey, the police in the eastern district will definitely not look for it too hard. “

Unfortunate people tend to have greater misfortunes because they have no resistance to risk and the ability to change their environment… Klein’s mind suddenly flashed such a passage.

He was silent for a few seconds in stone carving:

“Take me to see them, I am a detective, maybe I can help them find someone.”

“…they have no money.” Old Kohler reminded him.

Klein picked up his hat and cane:

“I occasionally volunteer.”

…………

In the Chowod District, the house where two ladies originally rented.

Quinn started the life of the bounty hunter again, and Forsi accelerated the progress of the new book, hoping to save enough money for the extraordinary materials needed for “Master of Magic Tricks” as soon as possible.

But writing a book is something that I can’t write without thinking about it. Forsi irritably grabs her hair and decides to go out and find a spiritual sense.

Walking along, she found herself unconsciously returning to a familiar place.

Her slanting front is the first Joseph Clinic she worked for, a fairly large private clinic.

After staring for a while, Forsi remembered the old lady who led herself into the extraordinary world, so she turned to the small alley on the right and walked closer to a nearby street.

On this side of the street is a parasol tree with deciduous leaves, which is a relatively quiet place.

Forsi remembers that the old lady lived in the house of 39 – she occasionally came to the door to take medicine or injections, and even helped with some daily chores.

“It’s almost 3 years, and it should be rented out again. Maybe they have changed several tenants … I still remember when I came to organize the relics, I found a lot of notebooks that recorded mysticism’s experience …” Forsi Walking under the parasol tree with no leaves left, slowly approached the house at number 39.

As she recalled her past experiences, she gradually got some writing spiritual sense.

At this moment, she saw an old man wearing a heavy coat and a half-height black top hat standing at the door of the house No. 39 and pulled the doorbell three times.

After a few minutes, no one opened the door. The old man with double azure pupils shook his head and whispered doubtfully:

“Still no one…”

Suddenly he found that Forsi, who was not far away, was looking at this side, was busy taking steps, walked over, mildly and eagerly said with a smile:

“Beautiful lady, do you live in this neighborhood? Do you know Lauboro and Alisa?”

Alisa? Isn’t this the name of the old lady? This house has no tenants recently? Forsi said:

“I don’t know if Mrs. Alisa I know is the one you are looking for. She lived here for a long time, but passed away 3 years ago.”

“Died 3 years ago? What about Lauboro?” The old man with wrinkled eyes only asked.

“Her husband passed away earlier than her.” Forsi replied honestly.

The old man suddenly stunned and immediately showed a sad expression.

After a moment of silence said :

“Thank you, kind lady.

“I am the big brother of Lauboro. I have been living in Midsea County. I haven’t received a letter from them for a long time, so I decided to take a look.

“Can you tell me something they have experienced in those years?”

Mrs. Alisa’s husband’s big brother… would it be the descendants of the family in her mouth? Forsi suddenly wakes up and smiles and responds:

“no problem.”

She quickly thought about what to say and what to say.

Old man refers to the side of the rear:

“There are nice cafes out there.”

…………

In the eastern district, in a slightly outdated apartment, Klein once again stepped into the wet room.

He saw the last time the quarrel with the street prostitute, the disdainful women who disdain the other profession stood in the pile of clothes, the face with a lot of wrinkles lost their senses, lost their hard work and was lifeless.

And her eldest daughter, the 17-18 girl who was washing the clothes in front of the basin last time, sat by the bed and wept sobbing:

“It’s me, I blame me, I don’t like her…

“I shouldn’t take her to the secluded alley.

“She also said that to learn more words in the free school tonight…

“It’s me, it’s all my fault…”

Laundry mistress Liv suddenly returned to God, turned to look at eldest daughter, put away the sad expression, evil fiercely said:

“Cry what cry? Get up and wash your clothes!

“Do you want to be hungry? Do you want a free school to go?”

After she finished, she saw Klein and old Kohler at the door.

“Old Kohler… is this?” she asked doubtingly.

PS: Ask for recommendation tickets on Monday ~ In addition, everyone happy Mid-Autumn Festival!

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