Lord of the Mysteries

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Klein held the revolver from the Craig Club with one hand and pulled the trigger continuously to hit the target accurately. The worst was also above the Eight Rings.

After a lot of bullet feeding, coupled with becoming a "clown" and having control over the body beyond the ordinary, his shooting method is quite good.

Continuing to practice for a few months, I can be called a sharpshooter... Klein satisfactorily opened the wheel, shook out the shell, and looked at Tallim Dumont in the slamming sound of the floor. Asked:

“Are you satisfied?”

"Very good." Equestrian teacher Tallim has taken off his black coat and light gray sweater and put on a boxing stance. "Come on, let me know your fighting level. I can tell you frankly. I have been trained as a trainee knight since I was a child, and I have not been abandoned since then."

As an extraordinary person, if even an ordinary man who has only received training can't beat it, then I will not be a man! Klein spit out, didn't take off the double-breasted long dress, put the revolver, and took two steps on the side, making a gesture that Talim could start.

He wanted to hook his fingers and render the atmosphere. He couldn't bother thinking about the strength of the other party.

Talim was a little excited about this. He jumped a few times in the field and hurriedly stepped forward to play a punch on the right side.

Klein grabbed his left hand and grabbed it. He turned to the right palm and slid smoothly.

噗通, Tallim flew out, his back on the ground - Klein did not force at the end, but only took the other side off the body with inertia.

"Great!" Tallim quickly stood up and put his thumb down. "It's a famous big detective, your gunwork and fighting are excellent."

Just defeated you like a weak chicken. Where do you see that I have a high level of fighting? Klein whispered a word, and asked with a smile:

"Since you understand it, can you tell me what your friend wants to do?"

"Oh, he will go to the club when he waits, you talk about it yourself." Talim slammed his back on his back. "I don't know what the commission is. I am a reporter. The Daily Observer." The journalist Mike Joseph is probably hoping for short-term protection."

"Okay." Klein no longer asked, continued to practice the gun, but not only the revolver, but also the shotgun, the single-shot rifle, and the rifle, in order to meet the situation in the future, there are guns around you can quickly get started.

Near 12 o'clock, he returned to the first floor, entered the cafeteria, took a roast chicken and a fried beef chops, and the limited amount of cream cheese lobster served by the club today.

Putting these things in place, Klein took Fenerport's paella, fruit salad, oyster broth and Marquis black tea.

In the face of this sumptuous lunch, he couldn't help but swallow his mouth and praised the goddess in his heart.

If you eat it outside, I am afraid I have to spend 3 solers... Klein alternately uses silver knives and forks and spoons to eat very satisfyingly.

When he almost solved the food on the table, Tallim Dumont led a man wearing a heavy coat and a half-high hat.

"Detective Moriarty, this is the friend I said, Mike Joseph, Mike, this is a famous big detective, Mr. Sherlock Moriarty." Talim smiled to introduce the two sides.

"It's nice to meet you." Mike took off his hat and took a gift.

His appearance is close to thirty, his eyebrows are sparse, his skin is quite rough, and his pores are abnormal.

However, his facial features are not bad, the blue eyes are especially charming, plus two beautiful moustaches, which are quite mature.

Klein couldn't help but touch the scum that had become thicker and thicker around her lips. She got up and asked the other person to sit down and smiled and said:

"Today's cream cheese lobster is not bad, you can give it a try."

"Okay." Mike Joseph did not quit, took the plate, circled it, and took a lot of food.

"He was in a hurry and hadn't eaten lunch yet." Talim smiled and explained a message to his friend and put a stack of newspapers on the table.

"I can see it." Klein put his knife and fork on his face, wiped his mouth with a napkin, and took a leisurely drink of black tea.

Just this time, he was very satisfied with eating.

At this time, Mike Joseph walked back with two dishes of food, took a few quick meals, padded the stomach, and then looked up at Klein:

"Detective Moriarty, have you heard of the recent serial killings?"

"Get rid of the internal organs?" Kline's heart moved, briefly asked.

Next to Talim, he nodded and said:

"Sure enough, every detective is paying attention to this serial killing."

Mike pulled out one of the newspapers and pushed it to Klein: "This is the latest report."

Klein took a look and found that it was Mike's Daily Observer, which wrote on the front page:

"11! Another woman was killed! West Vilas is helpless!"

- The headquarters of the Beckland Police Department is on West Verraz Street on the edge of Queens, so they are nicknamed "West Vilas Field".

11? The 11th case? Klein resisted the frowning impulse and read down in confusion. He found that, just like the one he had encountered, the goal was female, wearing a gorgeous long skirt and taking the internal organs by caesarean section.

This is a case of obvious devotional demon traces. The West Vilas field must have been handed over to the night servants, the punitives, or the mechanical heart squad. They want divination and divination. They must be psychic and psychic. The peculiar and effective extraordinary means, how have you not solved the crime yet, and have not caught the criminals? The guy has a rich "anti-detection" ability that destroys the soul of the deceased? Or, the soul of the deceased was taken away together with the viscera, which is a need for a demon ritual? Well, he can certainly interfere with divination... Also, if the extraordinary person of the "demon" approach does not have similar abilities, how can he dare to kill people in a row... Klein thoughtfully said to Mike Joseph:

"Do you want to do a private investigation?"

"I am sorry, I can't take over. Without the invitation of the police, I can't take over. I have to maintain a good relationship with them."

The so-called good relationship is to ask me to go to the police station to drink tea... Klein self-spoken.

The real reason for his refusal is that the investigation into the serial killings is easy to encounter the official extraordinary, and perhaps there are the night-watchers of the goddess church in Beckland.

"No, not an investigation, no, an accurate description is, not looking for a murderer's investigation, I just want to finish my report." Mike Joseph swallowed the shrimp and explained.

“Report?” Kline put down the white glazed porcelain cup, hands clasped, and asked leisurely.

Mike Joseph said:

"If you buy the Daily Observer tomorrow or the day after tomorrow, you will see my in-depth coverage of this serial killing. The most important part is to reveal the commonalities of the victims and remind similar people to pay attention."

"Well, what do you have in common?" Klein asked curiously.

Mike took a sip of coffee: "In addition to women and wearing colorful dresses, there is another important point in common. I did an in-depth investigation into the profession of the victims and found something interesting."

"They have women's servants, some are textile women workers, some are tailors, some are female teachers. On the surface, there is no coincidence, but in fact, they have all been street girls."

“Standing street girl? Female teacher?” Klein asked abruptly.

In the Kingdom of Lun, the teacher is part of the middle class. The minimum salary is 2 pounds per week, which is enough to make a woman a good night. She does not need to be a street girl.

Mike moved his mouth and sighed:

“It used to be that they had very difficult moments before they found a job that could support themselves.”

“I have done a survey before. In Bakerland, one in six women aged 15 to 55 is doing or has been a street girl. Oh, this is our country, all foreigners come. When I get here, I feel very surprised. A very conservative country, a bustling metropolis, is full of street girls." (Note 1)

This, this data is a bit exaggerated... If it is true, it can only be said that reality is more exaggerated than the novel... This **** world... Kline’s screaming, thinking, deliberately said:

"One question is, how does the murderer know that the victim has been a street girl? They are not labeled, and you need an in-depth investigation to find out."

"It's a big detective, this may be a clue." Mike Joseph did not answer unexpectedly.

No, if it is the extraordinary person of the "demon" approach, then the criteria he chooses may be the type that seems to have fallen but not completely degraded, and they should have a keen instinct for the fall, maybe you can directly see the corresponding depth The "color", coupled with the trigger point of the colorful dress, the target is basically locked out... Kline answered himself in his heart and asked:

"So, what else do you want to investigate?"

Mike nodded:

"In these 11 cases, 10 women have been street girls, but one is not. She is still a prostitute. Well, it is the youngest, only 16-year-old Hibel. This is very strange, very strange, I I want to go to the 'Golden Rose', that is, her, the amount, the place where she works, do an in-depth investigation to see if I can find something."

"I am worried that the inquiry will annoy people there, so I plan to ask you to protect me for a short time. You don't need to teach them to use them to protect me from the most critical moments."

"If nothing happens, I will give you a pound of reward. If there is a fight, then it will be raised to 5 pounds. What is your opinion?"

Klein smiled and said:

"I will wash your hand and answer you."

He politely owes himself, slowly goes to the bathroom, then throws coins and gets a positive answer.

Note 1: This is the statistics of London at the end of the Victorian era.