After checking up and down, Klein confirmed that there was no strange place in White's house, and that the couple had not even left their hair, obviously in case of someone pursuing them by divination.

He returned to the bedroom full of dolls, walked four steps backwards, entered the gray fog, intending to use divination to make the final confirmation.

But before he got to the point, he showed the young woman who was almost the same height as him with interest, and like the phantom of the "mutated sun holy emblem" in Tingen City, he picked up a dark red round belly pen and wrote a sentence on the yellow-brown parchment:

“Its origin.”

Put down the pen and hold the paper. Klein leaned back on the back of the chair, chanting quietly while slowly adjusting his mind to a meditation state.

After seven full times, his eyes turned deep, his eyes drooped, and he fell into a deep sleep.

In the gray and fragmented world, he saw the doll craftsmen making extremely attentively, saw the red-eyed "girl" being placed in the doll house, and saw Emlin White taking out his wallet with his eyes unmoved.

Finally, the picture is frozen in the bedroom where Klein is currently in, with his hair slanted and combed back. Emly White, a handsome but slightly delicate arrogant vampire, sat beside the bed, staring at the doll affectionately, and all other dolls of different sizes.

It was indeed a fan of dolls... Klein opened his eyes and reached out to cover his face.

Immediately, he waved his hand and let the displayed doll disappear from the gray fog.

After doing all this, he picked up the round belly pen again and wrote a new divination sentence again:

"Scene of death at No. 48 Hewan Avenue in the past decade."

According to statements from nearby residents, the Whites moved here for no more than a decade, so Crane could lock in a specific range, and, he believed, if the Whites were just good monsters on the surface and were actually creating missing cases in order to suck the warm and delicious blood, then it would be impossible for them to never let things happen at home.

There will always be a few accidents in the long ten years, as long as they don’t stop!

After carefully examining the divination statement, Klein repeated silent thoughts and meditations, and quickly fell into a dream.

In the gray world, his eyes were sometimes pitch black, sometimes snowflakes became dots, sometimes broken and split, but there was no picture.

This is the result of divination:

Nothing!

No. 48 Hewan Avenue has not died in the past ten years!

Based on all aspects of the situation, we can initially judge that the White family is a vampire who abides by laws and regulations at most thieves... Klein looked at the mottled bronze table in front of him, wrapped himself with his spirituality, and fell into the grey fog.

After returning to the real world, he carefully handled the traces he left and left No. 48 Hewan Avenue on the same road.

Instead of making the final decision, he took a detour to the Hewan Police Branch. A thief drunkard was taken into the room and easily sneaked into the archives against the scene where he was copied to the pipes and boldly lit up the gas table lamp inside.

Then, Klein found out the missing records of the last decade and started to read them.

Police officers on duty passed by from time to time outside the door, but in their eyes, there was no light leak in the archive room.

"There is nothing suspicious..." After a while, Klein, wearing black gloves, put the file back into its original place.

Then, he turned off the gas table lamp, took off his hat in the deep darkness, pressed his hand on his chest, and bowed to the branch hall.

Back all the way back to Minsk Street, Klein took a shower, changed his clothes, sat at his desk, and spread out the Beckland map he had bought on the steam train.

He first found Rose Street in the south of the bridge, where the Harvest Church was located, and Father Utlavsky was the bishop of the church and imprisoned Emly White in the basement.

Immediately afterwards, Klein's eyes moved, figuring out the names and layouts of several surrounding streets.

The performance should not be too impatient or too eager to achieve success, and the audience should be involved little by little... Klein whispered, unfolded the letter paper, and left the pen:

“Dear Detective Stuart:

"I wonder if you have found that Emly White? I have been paying attention to you recently. An informant of mine told me today that he had met this person on Tutwa Street in the south of the bridge. Of course, he just said that it looked very similar to the person in the portrait."

...

Putting down the pen, Klein folded the letter paper neatly, stuffed it into an envelope, and pasted a black stamp with a denomination of 1p.

…………

The waves are rising and falling, and the vast Sunia sea is on the vast Sunia sea.

The "Niu Blue Avenger" moved forward smoothly without any shaking.

"The Hanging Man" Alger Wilson sat in the captain's room, holding a brass-colored sextant, but his eyes closed.

Silently, a smile suddenly appeared on his face.

"Finally digested..." Alger opened his eyes, raised his hands, and made a little blue appear around him.

The blues converge and turn into a huge wave sweeping forward.

Arger pressed his hands and the huge wave collapsed and turned into countless raindrops and fell on the deck.

After nearly four months, his "Voyager" potion was finally digested!

During this period, he not only drifted on the sea for a long time, completing various tasks assigned by the church, but also consciously explored new waterways and searched for islands that had not been discovered. After several setbacks, he finally gained some gains.

This inversely led to the digestion of the potion, allowing him to basically master his own "Navigator's Code".

The core is to get close to the sea, to master the information of the waterway and weather, to explore and discover!

Alger, who had always been deep, couldn't help but leave the seat, paced back and forth in the captain's room, and imagined the future he longed for:

After getting the recipe for the "Wind Master" potion and finding the corresponding extraordinary materials, I will advance to Sequence 6 without hiding the church, and then repeat the same process, striving to become the "Ocean Singer" of Sequence 5 within three years...

During this process, you must always serve as the captain of the "Niu Blue Avenger" and not enter the team of slaughterers with complex interpersonal relationships, so as not to be secretly exposed...

Once I was promoted to Sequence 5 and gained enough strength, I could secretly return there... Alger subconsciously looked to the right.

His eyes seemed to penetrate the numerous boat boards and the vast sea, and landed on an ancient and hidden island.

Alger was not worried about his future promotion within the church. When he fulfilled his wish, he would be able to go all out to seek improvement in his position!

At that time, he will continue to disguise himself as Sequence 7 and drink another "Wind Master" potion!

This will increase his extraordinary traits, become stronger, and digestion will slow down, but it will not harm his own safety.

By the same token, after the complete digestion of Sequence 5, you can use another "Ocean Singer" potion and re-trace the normal process. This will only make him get out of control and there is a solution.

That is to find a woman to get married and transfer the extra extraordinary characteristics to your children.

After doing this step, I can get closer to the level of the Cardinal and to the higher sequence! Such a great era is my opportunity! Alger's mind has already outlined the way he is wearing the Cardinal robe, standing at the top of the church, and controlling many generations of punishments.

After a moment of intoxication, he withdrew his gaze and returned to his sanity:

“…There are more difficult steps later. Fortunately, I have a Tarot party and a Mr. Fool. Although there are also dangers in it, there are risks in any way to improve myself!

"We have to collect some Rossell's diary as soon as possible in exchange for the opportunity to ask questions and figure out what the card with only the back of Mr. Fool is at hand.

“Not before.

"Brand...Russel's Diary...isn't it the item I thought of?"

Alger's eyes shrank and his pupils became smaller.

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At 15 Minsk Street, Klein yawned, turned off the gas lights, and slipped into the bed.

He originally had another plan, which was to use divination to roughly grasp the source of the biological toxin bottle, and obtain the potion formula of the first three sequences of the xenopath from the extraordinary characteristics of the "werewolf".

However, after a night of busy work for Emlyn White, he felt a little tired and planned to try it on the fog the next day.

Just as he lay down and closed his eyes, Klein suddenly felt something was wrong.

This is the instinctive spiritual intuition of a fortune teller!

It has been several days since I got the extraordinary characteristics of the "werewolf" and the biotoxin bottle. It was not without a good mental state, but I dragged it again and again and did not go to divination. This was abnormal! Klein turned over and sat up, thought carefully, and found something similar:

When he first met Megaoos, he wanted to use spiritual vision to observe the other party's mental state, but because he was stunned for a moment, he naturally missed the opportunity. It was not until the end that he realized that it was because the other party had descendants of an evil god in his stomach. The instinctive spiritual intuition of the diviner stopped him without any trace, so as not to lose control and collapse on the spot.

It's very similar, and it's more obvious this time... I remember Miss Sharon said that the Rose School's control over members is beyond my imagination. Everyone's body and soul are like being bound by something. This is why the sequence information of the alien pathways is almost leaked... They believe in the "Binded God"... Therefore, when using the extraordinary characteristics of the "werewolf" to divine the corresponding potion formula, this evil god will be directly involved, which will bring consequences that I don't want to bear? Klein thought about it seriously and felt that there was a doubt here:

When I used to divine the "mutated sun holy emblem" and the "ear" left by the "listener", my spiritual intuition did not stop me... Could it be that the "Binded God" is more powerful than the "Eternal Sun" and the "Real Creator"?

Or, does His characteristics make Him more restrained in the grey fog and effectively penetrate?

Of course, the danger may also come from the source of biotoxin bottles...

Thinking of this, Klein, who was always cautious, decided to try to divine biological toxin bottles tomorrow to see if the diviner's spiritual intuition would stop it.

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