When the doorbell rang, Klein was sleepy and hopeless, chatting with a lady on a carriage through the railing of the back garden.
After staying up late last night, he originally wanted to sleep until noon today to make up for the lost sleep, but the unexpected client pulled him out of the quilt early.
"Yes, madam, please believe me, I will start the investigation today. But the specific progress depends on your husband's itinerary. If he goes to a place that is difficult to follow... please do not confront him alone! If you talk to him too much, it will
Raise his alertness... No! Don't go to the company to find his female employees! Don't let your daughter go either!"
He stared at the complicated flower windows of the carriage and emphasized repeatedly with the lady on the other side.
Clearly, this client was giving him a lot of torment.
The white handkerchief was balled up in his hand.
"No, no, listen to me. If you confront me without evidence, you will only suffer a loss. You can consult your lawyer about this matter. I believe they will give a more professional answer... No! It's not that I don't care.
Your commission!"
Klein's expression was on the verge of collapse and he covered his face in pain.
This client's name is Mrs. Ke Yin, and she is one of several noble ladies who came to her home last weekend asking for a rape. The commission was to investigate her husband's cheating and collect evidence. Mrs. Ke Yin is generous and the price is quite reasonable.
The only problem is that I am too concerned about the progress of the case.
He received four telegrams from her within three hours yesterday afternoon.
In fact, this was not bad. What was even more difficult was that he also heard that the lawyer hired by this wife was communicating with her about the shortcomings in the handwritten letter of submission to the judge that she strongly requested.
Klein was sincerely glad that he was neither a lawyer nor a lawyer of the occult.
The doorbell that saved him from fire and water rang at this time.
"Don't worry, I will go out to collect evidence for you today, but it will take time to collect it all... I am very sorry that I need to leave for a while. My doorbell rang! Goodbye!"
Klein couldn't wait to say goodbye, turned around and quickly left the back garden, breathing a huge sigh of relief.
He walked towards the door.
He sincerely thanked everyone who could knock on the door now. To be honest, he had always felt the telegraph ringing in the bathroom at home recently.
Anyone can do it, even the scary Mr. Bishop...
After opening the door and seeing the person coming clearly, Klein's smile froze for a moment.
....Yeah, I don’t really want to see him either.
"Morning, good morning."
"Good morning." Yager nodded to Klein who rushed out. "We meet again, Mr. Sherlock. I'm sorry to disturb you early in the morning, but I remember you said you were a detective yesterday, right?"
"I want to make two commissions from you."
Goddess above, he is allergic to commissions recently.
However, Klein could only resist the urge to cover his face again: "Yes, no problem, I just happened to be up. Please come in."
He has no right to say no to demigods.
Fortunately, this demigod is much easier to communicate with than Mrs. Coyne.
The two of them sat down on the sofa in the living room one after another.
"Excuse me, what specific matter do you want to entrust?" Klein handed Yager a cup of tea.
His living room is decorated in a classic style. The sofa and coffee table were carefully selected by Mrs. Summer's sisters, and they are still comparable to the luxurious style of the Minsk office.
This is also an important reason for Klein's recent increase in customer base.
"No thank you, I'm going to work right away." Sitting on the dark green sofa with fine leather, Yager declined the tea, "The commission is related to the purpose of my trip to the East District yesterday."
What was the purpose of going to the East District yesterday?
Grampus raised his ears curiously.
He had been curious about what the bishop was doing in the East District since they met yesterday. He even went with ordinary people in the East District. Finally, he warned the other party not to reveal it to others.
During the Q&A with the church, the bishop asked about the reason for being expelled from the pawn shop...
Hey, he really wanted to know this part. What kind of pawn shop dares to fire a demigod?
Unfortunately, Yager will not mention his dark history of unemployment.
"I went to the East District yesterday to investigate a recent case. I wonder if you know about Viscount Clint who was arrested at East Balam Pier."
"The Viscount who murdered his friend?" Klein thought of the reports he had read two days ago.
"Yes," Yager nodded, "but I don't quite agree with this judgment."
"I suspect that Lunze was actually kidnapped by the notorious Kapin in the East District, and was placed on Viscount Clint's head because of persecution by his political enemies."
"So I hope you can help investigate information about Kapin and his gang."
"The commission fee will be deducted from what you owe me."
"No problem." Klein agreed immediately.
Yesterday, he finally decided to pay fifteen hundred pounds to the bishop. This is already the largest amount he can afford at present, and it is a relatively reasonable amount for hiring demigods.
In addition, he also has to pay Miss Sharon nine hundred pounds and save money to buy potion ingredients.
It's so stretched.
So every money you can save now is crucial.
"It is worth noting that according to my observation yesterday, there are many Beyonders in Kapin's mansion, but they are not of high rank. Please remember to be careful not to be discovered during the investigation." Yager added.
"OK."
Klein vaguely remembered that Capin was the leader of a gang similar to the Zmang Party, so it was not surprising that there were several Beyonders.
I just don’t know who the forces behind them are?
To be able to establish a foothold in the East District and become a gangster, it is most common to have a backer.
He secretly guessed in his heart.
After seeing that he had no objection, Yager on the opposite side continued: "There is another commission, also in the East District."
"The old house that your MI9 used as a safe house yesterday was originally owned by a wanted criminal named Bill Rudolph and his mother."
"But you don't have to worry about the church's problems." Seeing the detective's hesitant expression, Yager shook his head in time and said, "What I want to ask you to investigate is the disappearance of his mother and the case of a girl named Li who lives next door to the old house.
The disappearance of the young daughter of a woman from East Side."
"I think the specific processes of these two pieces are very similar. You can start with the one from Liv's house."
Yager went on to describe many details.
In the spacious and bright living room, the more Klein listened, the more solemn his face became.
Compared to Viscount Clint's political struggle, the intuitive living conditions of the people in the East End obviously had a more impact on him.
"Thirteen or fourteen years old", "going to school", "saving money for tuition by washing clothes", just a few words make the difficult situation of an East District family particularly clear.
"I will definitely find out the results carefully." Klein solemnly promised.
"Okay." Yager was a little surprised by Klein's seriousness, but thinking about the tragic situation at Liv's house yesterday, he felt it was understandable.
They do deserve a better future.
He stood up.
"Oh, by the way." Before leaving, Yager remembered the report he saw this morning, "Ambassador Intis was assassinated last night. It was the Aurora Society who did it. Do you know about this?"
This chapter has been completed!