Mystery: Paradox Path

"Didn't you just notice?" Klein heard Emlyn's curse, and the corners of his mouth couldn't stop twitching, but Emlyn sighed and said a little embarrassedly:

"I only found out after what you said. It turns out that the physical features I described to Lord Snow can actually be found in myself..."

"Uh..." Klein was at a loss for words for a while. He thought it was Mr. Devil's bad taste again, but it turned out...you chose it yourself? That's right, it was said to be a private order at the beginning...

Seemingly noticing Detective Sherlock's increasingly strange gaze, Emlyn decisively changed the subject:

"Don't talk about this, do you still want Jason Beria's information?"

"This way of changing the subject is really bad." Klein vomited in his heart, but on the surface he handed over the newspaper in his hand, "I also have his information. Yesterday, the noble Duke Negan was assassinated. Demons ravaged the land."

Although the description in the newspaper avoided the extraordinary realm, it still stated that the murderer was a banker named Patrick Jason, and at the same time, as always, he threw the blame on the Aurora Society.

Emlyn looked at the newspaper repeatedly, and said incredulously:

"So, my information is useless?"

"Theoretically, this is the case." Klein gave Mr. Vampire a sympathetic look. "But the official organization is still investigating the messenger behind Jason Bellia. If your information is in this aspect, it should be able to sell."

"No." Emlyn shook his head and sighed, but Emily, who was holding a mercury lamp, suddenly raised her hand and patted his shoulder lightly. Of course, it wasn't that Emily was alive, but that Mr. Demon seemed to be alive. This puppet is equipped with some activity capabilities, so that it can give certain feedback according to Emlyn's emotional changes, which is a bit more interactive than the mercury lamp that can only float by Emlyn's side.

"Are you going to go to Mr. Snow to return it?" Klein looked at the picture of Emlyn letting his female doll comfort him, a feeling of sympathy arises spontaneously, "Or ask him to help modify some details?"

Hearing this, Emlyn shook his head excitedly like a cat whose tail had been stepped on:

"Return? Impossible! Absolutely not! Emily is mine! I will never give it to anyone else! What if she looks like me? She is spiritual! I can feel that with me and her The interaction, she is slowly coming back to life!"

"I feel more and more that there is some kind of curse on this doll. Are you sure it is not affected by some strange force? Like Bishop Stravsky's candle?"

Klein reminded kindly, but Emlyn decisively denied:

"You think I'm crazy? After I got Emily, I took her and Dorothy to the gathering of the blood clan, and asked the strong people in the clan for identification, including divination, psychic, ritual in A series of means within, to determine that there are absolutely no harmful spells above.

She acts more and more spiritually because she absorbs the feelings I put into her!

Oh my god! This is a genius creation! A doll that grows with the cultivation of its master! I don't know what kind of ability this is...

If possible, I would like to ask every doll that your Excellency gives me to release this ability! "

Seeing that Emlyn was praising Snow's creativity, he continued to talk about Emily's advantages, telling that from the beginning, she only moved like a puppet, and now she is full of elegant temperament. , from standing behind him before, but now he will actively interact when his mood fluctuates... Klein felt his scalp go numb when he heard it, but he felt that it was still difficult for him to understand this special hobby.

I don't know if all the puppets are like this...

Klein, who felt that the conversation would only be endless, forcibly interrupted Emlyn's showing off to Emily, and said seriously:

"I've raised enough gold medals for those two materials. When will you give me the materials?"

...

Maybe he couldn't wait to add some new clothes to Emily, or maybe he really planned to save money to let Mr. Devil revitalize all the dolls. In short, Emlyn was very enthusiastic about the trading performance. After just a few minutes, two The person confirmed the details of the material transaction, and then talked a few words about The Fool, before Klein got up and went to visit Daisy in the East District, and met the preacher of the "Fat Ziz Big Meat Slice Cult" again.

For this kind of situation that just after one wave of reports came out, Klein could only think about continuing to report, but fortunately, it seems to be because the gang under Mr. Snow's is getting stronger and stronger. It seems that there are not as many people who are willing to listen to these people's preaching last time. Yao remembers that when he first came to the East District to investigate the Aurora Society missionaries, he could see groups of three or five everywhere on the streets and by the pier. of people gathered around unidentified missionaries to be comforted and taught.

Seeing that the time was approaching noon, Klein estimated that the Brave Bar should have opened, and immediately mixed in with the workers who were resting at noon, came to the Brave Bar, and ordered an oatmeal bread with pork sausage and a glass of hard beer for ten pence~www .wuxiamtl.com~ Although this kind of food is a hundred and eighty thousand miles worse than the one he ate at Mr. Devil's house, it still looks quite rich among the surrounding workers.

Slowly filling his stomach, Klein, who had finished his beer, came to the bartender and asked casually as always:

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"Is Caspars Cunlinin there?"

The bartender glanced at him, as if remembering this face, and said lightly:

"It seems you haven't been here for a long time? Caspars got involved in a murder case and ran away more than a month ago! Oh, murder case?"

The bartender's tone was obviously mocking, but it's not difficult to understand. After all, who can do the arms business, who has few lives in his hands?

However, Klein knew very well the whole story. In fact, if it was him, he would not go back to the Brave Bar. Instead, like Caspers, he would bring all his savings to live in the city...

But Caspars is gone, who should he turn to to replenish his ammunition?

Klein was thinking, but the bartender seemed to see through his thoughts and continued:

"If you're looking to buy something, there's a new merchant now."

"Who?" Klein asked casually, but he was estimating the risk in his heart. If it was the flamboyant guy last time, he would rather go to Mr. Demon.

"'Old man', it's in the billiard room No. 3." The bartender replied without raising his head. Klein got up immediately after hearing the words, walked slowly to the familiar place, and knocked on the door.

"Come in." A voice came out, and Klein raised his brows slightly—

Does this sound sound familiar?

Chapter 203 Silly Moon's Ambition