Klein's first morning at Beckland started with light mist, low visibility sky, cold and humid environments and cheap tea with 1pc and 1 liter of cheap tea, and two slices of toast with inferior butter.

He spent a whole morning busy, and first went to the headquarters of the Beckland Post in Joewood District, for 30 pounds to order a small advertisement for a month.

Starting Tuesday, loyal readers of the Beckland Post will see a small notice at the crease locations of the seventh and eighth editions:

"Sherlock Moriarty, a private detective who is good at handling various affairs, charges reasonable fees and strictly abides by the principle of confidentiality. He lives at 15 Minsk Street, Joewood District."

The reason why Klein did not choose the newspapers covering the entire Kingdom of Roone, such as the Tassock newspaper and the Beckland Daily, is that his business will be limited to the city of Beckland for the time being, and he does not want his popularity to become very high.

As a result, the Beckland Post, which is popular locally and has inexpensive advertising, became his first choice.

After leaving the headquarters of the Beckland Post, Klein took a map in hand and purchased different plant powders and silver flakes from various herbs, flower shops, jewelry shops, and jewelry shops. He prepared for the ceremony without involving spiritual objects. Most of the mystical materials can be purchased in ordinary stores, but they are not so concentrated and need to go to many homes to get them together.

For this reason, Klein spent another 5 pounds, and the huge wealth of 200 pounds he took out fell below the 100 mark, leaving only 92 pounds.

"Spend money is like running water..." Klein found a small restaurant nearby and ordered an 8p steak with black pepper sauce, 2.5p mashed potatoes with pork sausage, 1p coffee, and 1p vegetables. Because the total amount exceeded 1 sul, I added another 1p and got a great bread with butter.

At 1 pm, he returned to No. 15 Minsk Street. He didn't have to rest and spent his time first, using herbal powders such as Deep Sleeping Flower, Dragon Blood Grass, Deep Red Sandalwood and Mint to make "Holy Night Powder", which is the material used to make the spiritual wall.

Before buying the real ritual silver dagger, he could only make do with it this way.

Klein guessed that he had to be promoted to Sequence 7 to get rid of this limitation.

"Huh, Miss 'Justice', Mr. 'Hangered Man', and classmates in the Sun have not yet asked for leave. Today's party will be called on time... I don't know what kind of surprise Mr. 'Hangered Man' will bring me, and how many pages of Rossell's diary can provide..." Klein lay on the bed in the bedroom, thinking about various things endlessly.

For him, a private detective is a career that takes into account both making money and acting, which allows him to contact people from various industries, slowly discover Beckland's extraordinary circle of people, and gradually find clues to the Secret Cult.

Of course, if he is lucky enough, he can even directly figure out what the "Joker" corresponds to Sequence 7 is in some extraordinary circles, and buy the corresponding potion formula and main materials.

As for Ince Zangwell's whereabouts, Klein will not take the initiative to look for it for the time being, and may even have to avoid the other party a little. However, if he can accidentally find this enemy and does not reveal himself, he will not mind doing a good deed and send an anonymous letter to the Goddess of the Night Church.

"The income of private detectives can at most maintain a middle-class life. If you want to have enough money and enough money to buy potion formulas and extraordinary materials, you must first look at Miss Justice, and secondly, make certain investments and use the remaining 100 pounds in your bearer account... Well, the 92 pounds on your body cannot be moved for the time being, maybe I will not have money to make the money for a long time..." Thinking of this, Klein suddenly turned over and sat up, went to the first floor, and began to read the various newspapers he bought before.

These newspapers often publish some news, such as what items XXX invented and seeking investment, such as XXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXX

Klein relies on his own knowledge of the earth to carefully screen the project with his understanding of this era. Unfortunately, those guys today are not very reliable.

At 2:45 pm, he returned to the bedroom, locked the door, grabbed the curtains, and used "Holy Night Powder" to create a spiritual wall.

After four steps backwards, Klein sat upright on the high-back chair of the fool, extending his spirituality and touching the deep red stars symbolizing the "sun" in response to the prayer.

This is one of the few unchanging things in my completely changed life... He suddenly sighed.

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In a certain area outside the Silver City, inside a half-collapsed black and gray tower.

Nine patrol members gathered in front of the burning fire and chatted about the experience of this time.

There were also several team members guarding the periphery, guarding against possible sudden attacks in the darkness.

I don’t know how many extraordinary people from Silver City told them with their bloody lessons:

You can't relax your vigilance at all times, and the monsters in the dark are likely to be behind you!

On nights with very low lightning frequency, it is necessary to keep the flames burning and keep the light shining. Once it is completely lost, it is not impossible for everyone to disappear. No one can tell how terrifying things will happen in pure darkness, because the facts have repeatedly broken through the limits of their imagination.

Derrick Berg maintained a restrained silence and listened quietly to his companions recalling the monster they had encountered before, a human-shaped monster with eyes covered in them.

In order to solve the monster, their patrol team paid five injuries, and the two of them were seriously priced.

Suddenly, Derrick's eyes flashed and he felt like he was surrounded by thick gray fog.

And in the indescribable distance, deep in the grey fog, a blurred figure sat upright on an ancient high-backed chair, looking at him in a downward posture.

“Prepare for the party.”

The fool's voice echoed in Derick's ears, but none of his teammates were aware of it.

After retracting his gaze and observing the environment for more than ten seconds, Derrick moved to the edge of the fire, leaning against the broken wall, facing everyone, pretending to sleep.

Since he discovered that even the elder Loviya was unable to discover the existence of Mr. Fool, he gradually believed that as long as he did not negligently expose certain problems, even under the scrutiny of one eye, he could quietly go to the mattress to attend the Tarot party.

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Beckland, Queens.

Audrey returned to her bedroom on the excuse of being exhausted.

She restrained her excitement and did not pace back and forth, sat quietly on the bed, waiting for the call of Mr. "Follower".

Dad was busy communicating with other congressmen about the proposals to be submitted, and the guard of the extraordinary no longer followed me at all times. Thanks to the goddess, my life finally returned to normal! Two weeks have passed, Mr. "The Hanging Man" must have prepared the pituitary gland of the adult colorful lizard dragon... I am about to be promoted to Sequence 8! Audrey's eyes were bright and thought.

For her, it made her more excited and looking forward to it than receiving a reward of 30,000 pounds and a large plantation worth at least 8,000 pounds!

Finally, she saw the familiar illusory crimson light gushing out like a tide, flooding herself.

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On an ancient sailboat.

Alger Wilson locked the door of the captain's room, sat behind the sextant, nautical notes, constantly remembering the content written on the thick stack of paper in front of him.

After the investigation period, he received praise from senior officials and did not miss Beckland's prosperity. He took the initiative to leave the metropolis and returned to the sea, carrying a group of secretly copied Rossell's diary.

"After I digest the 'Voyager' potion, I will be promoted normally. My contribution is enough for formula and materials... But this will reveal that I know the 'acting method', which has both advantages and disadvantages..." Alger shook his head and suddenly became distracted.

At this moment, he felt the call of the "fool", and the face of "Leverend General Hurricane" Zillingers suddenly appeared in his mind. His flesh and blood quickly rotted, and his face fell down one by one.

Alger instinctively lowered his head and let the crimson tide swallow himself.

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Above the gray fog, inside the palace like a giant's residence.

Klein, who turned on the vision of the spirit, examined "Justice", "Hangered Man" and "Sun", confirming their current state.

Audrey was about to say hello happily, but suddenly she saw the "hanging man" making a gesture and said first:

"Mr. Fool, I have obtained a total of 19 pages of Rossell's diary this time."

"Here, I must thank you for sending my family members and helping me get rid of Zillingers. These diaries are the rewards I should pay!"

Page 19? Not bad... Klein didn't say much about the favored person and smiled indifferently:

"This is the principle of equivalent exchange."

He is worthy of being Mr. "Fool"... A pirate general carrying magical objects is not taken seriously by Him... It seems that I don't need to mention the bounty anymore... I don't know that Mr. "Fool" has several high-sequence lovers... Audrey unknowingly began to use "His" to call "Fool".

Hearing the answer from the "fool", Alger said humbly:

"The limit of my current memory is six pages. Please allow me to give it to you several times."

"No problem." Klein, who was shrouded in thick gray mist, nodded gently.

"Sun" Derrick looked at the "Hangered Man" and showed his diary page by page, and was very curious about the content above.

With the previous experiences, he believed that the items that Mr. Fool are interested in must contain many mysteries.

He looked at Miss "Justice" and saw that the other party had no urge to ask, and he kept silent cautiously.

Soon, the Six-Page Diary was completed and came to Klein.

Audrey and others began to wait quietly, getting used to similar things.

Klein moved his eyes down and read the contents of the first page:

"On December 16th, I contacted the poor guy who was trapped in the depths of the storm and lost in the darkness again."

Finally, there was a follow-up to a note on a certain page of the previous page... Klein was delighted and his attitude became more focused:

“He called himself Mr. Door, trying to teach me a complicated and difficult ritual that would allow me to help him return to the real world and promise to meet my three requirements.”

"Did he think I'm stupid? I have lived for more than 60 years in my two lives, but can't I see that this is the usual operation of the evil god and demon?"

"But some of the history of the Quaternary that he described is really interesting."
Chapter completed!