At 7 Pinster Street, Leonard Mitchell walked to his desk and spread out the letter paper.

He then picked up the round-bellied water-absorbing pen, sank his wrist, and prepared to write.

However, as soon as he made a small dark blue dot, the pen paused, and his wrist tried to move several times, and he returned to calm again.

Lifting his wrist and lowering the pen, Leonard repeated the same movement again and again, and finally, his wrist solidified in mid-air.

Bang! Leonard dropped the pen, crumpled the letter paper into a ball, and threw it into the trash can at the base of the table.

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At 160 Berklund Street, Crane took the thin letter from one of the heads of Miss Reinette Tinicol.

He weighed the weight until his spiritual intuition did not warn him, and then he opened the seal and took out the paper inside.

The paper only has one page, and two lines of words are written in beautiful notes:

"I have something to do and hope to get your help, and have a detailed interview."

"Sharon"

It turned out to be Miss Sharon's letter... Klein solved his doubts, took out a gold coin, did a simple divination in front of Renette Tinicol, and then he drew another piece of letter paper and wrote a word:

"tonight."

He folded the paper and asked while handing it to the messenger lady:

“Can you still locate the sender?”

If not, he will give Sharon's address to receive:

Mrs. Maria, 126 Gard Street, Hilston District.

"Yes..." Reinette Tinicol responded with one of the blonde and red-eyed heads.

She then opened her mouth and bit the folded letter paper.

When Miss Messenger disappeared into the room, Klein immediately arranged a ceremony to bring "wrinkled hunger" back to the real world from the grey fog, and then "travel" to the major archipelagos to find lucky pirates.

"Wrinkled Hunger" has not been sealed yet, and he still has to eat one person every day. Klein can only barely use it. He takes it out and feeds it every time he needs it. When the time is almost done, he will throw it back into the fog. Anyway, he will not make up the difference in the middle.

"If the 'wriggling hunger' dares to make trouble, feed it mushrooms!" After finishing the ceremony, Klein put on the thin human leather gloves, his figure quickly faded into transparency, and disappeared from the spot.

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After dinner, when the "wriggling hunger" was finished "drying" on the grey fog, Klein made an excuse of his stomach discomfort and entered the bathroom, took it out again, and "televeraged" to the outside of the "Brave Bar" in the Beckland Bridge area.

During this process, he naturally changed his appearance and became a detective Sherlock Moriarty with black hair, brown eyes, beard and glasses.

Bending down and rolling up his trousers, Klein laughed at himself, lowered the brim of his hat, pushed open the heavy wooden door, and entered the bar.

After asking the bartender, he took a glass of Southwell beer and came outside the No. 3 billiard room, and tapped the locked door with his fingers.

Dong, Dong, Dong... In the rhythmic sound, the door creaked and cracked a gap.

Ian, with bright red eyes, looked at him and immediately smiled:

"Sir, please come in."

Because the weather was getting hotter and hotter, he did not wear the old coat anymore and simply put on a linen shirt.

Klein nodded with a smile, flashed into the billiard room, and quickly took all the scenes inside into his eyes:

Marichi, with a little messy hair, was wearing a white shirt, a black vest and black pants, holding a long pole, bent down to play pool there.

Perhaps impressed by the chaos caused by Sherlock Moriarty, he did not call up his own zombies to play cards this time.

"Long time no see." Klein greeted him.

At the same time, Sharon, wearing a small black hood and a court dress of the same color, appeared on the other side of the table and sat quietly on the barrest.

"Good evening, ma'am." Klein's eyes moved over and gave a bow with a smile.

Sharon stood up in a slump, lifted up the hem of the skirt, bowed slightly, and responded politely. Marich lowered the club and said in a low and slightly hoarse manner:

"It seems you are still staying in Beckland."

His face was still so pale, but the malice hidden in his brown eyes had faded a lot, and it seemed that the restraint during this period was quite effective.

It can be seen that the acquisition of the "Crimson Crown" made him on the verge of collapse every time he was full moon, and even sedatives had to change new varieties frequently.

Klein did not respond positively to Marichi's words, walked to the table, put down his beer glass, and smiled:

"I'm sorry, I could have sold you the extraordinary feature of 'resential soul', but unfortunately it was lost."

Sharon's blue eyes did not turn, he did not go to find out the reason, and just asked simply:

"Is it okay?"

She knew that the extraordinary "resentful soul" feature in Sherlock Moriarty's mouth belongs to Seniore, the "General of Blood" and the "General of Blood" is Sherlock Moriarty's secret puppet. The absence of the extraordinary characteristic of "resentful soul" means the damage and loss of the secret puppet, which is not a trivial matter for the corresponding extraordinary person.

"Fortunately, at least I was not hurt myself." Klein sighed and laughed.

"No wonder I didn't see Seniore this time..." Marichi whispered in a daze.

Neither Marichi nor Miss Sharon care about the extraordinary characteristics of "resentful souls"... They have other channels or solutions? Klein keenly grasped the situation and asked:

"What's going on this time?"

Marichi immediately looked at Ian. The calm boy who could be called a big boy did not ask much, quickly exited the billiard room and closed the door casually.

Sharon's face, like a doll, floated without expression, and let Marichi say:

"The day after tomorrow, a ship from the Southern Continent will arrive at Pulitz Port, which is closely related to the Rueon military.

"This ship carries many treasures and cultural relics plundered from the Star Plateau, the Pas Valley, and the Hagati Grasslands. Among them, there is a mummy, which is the 19th king of the ancient Highland Kingdom, Tutansis II.

"The original language of the Southern Continent did not originate from the ancient Foxac language, and had its own structure. In ancient Highland language, the king was also called "Kadev", which is an exclusive vocabulary. It was translated by Emperor Rossell as "Pharaoh". I don't know what he thought. Also, "Mummy" was also named by him. In short, "Pharaoh" means the son of the gods, the king of humans.

"Tutancis II was once a high-sequence powerhouse, but after his death, the corresponding characteristics had been recycled, and only the body was left behind and made into mummies.

"For other extraordinary people, this is a spiritual material and a great object for making zombies, but for us, it has extra meaning and very important significance. Our goal this time is to get this mummy of Tutansis II."

Extra significance? What additional significance does the corpse of a high-sequence power without extraordinary characteristics have been used as materials? Klein's heart moved and suddenly thought of the behavior of Ms. "Hidden" asking for a drop of blood from mythical creatures.

Could it be that the ritual needs of "Resentful Souls" promotion to "Puppet" in Sequence 5? Miss Sharon has already obtained the formula and has digested the "Resentful Souls" potion? Judging from her usual life, she is simply playing "Resentful Souls" all the time, and maybe she has digested it long ago... However, the words of the evil spirit in the underground ruins before seemed to show that Miss Sharon did not have the "Puppet" potion formula at that time. Well, everyone has their own circle, and it is not too strange that Miss Sharon has a way to get it... Klein glanced at Sharon thoughtfully, and did not find any obvious changes she had compared to before. She still looked like a doll that was better than a living person, but there was no more gloomy sign.

Sharon sat there quietly, watching Sherlock Moriarty and Marichi intently, listening to their conversation.

"If it were just a high-sequence mummy without extraordinary characteristics, the level of protection would not be too high. Even if there were only two of you, it should be possible to steal it without much difficulty." Klein thought and asked a question.

In his opinion, Sequence 5 can already be called a quasi-strong man. Unless the ship is guarded by a demigod, it is difficult to effectively prevent Miss Sharon’s target is just a mummy. After all, there are too many important items that the extraordinary people in charge need to protect, and they may also be scattered in different cabins due to different preservation methods.

This time, Sharon gave the explanation, and she still said so concisely:

“Worry is the trap that the Rose School targets us.

"If not, £1,000, if there is, we are responsible for attracting attention. You take that mummy, which depends on the danger, ranges from £5,000 to £10,000."

So... Klein didn't respond immediately, thought about it, and asked instead:

"Do you know the Spirit World Raiders?"

"Resentful Soul" is also an extraordinary type of person who can effectively move in the spiritual world.

Sharon nodded slightly and said:

"I can use gold pounds to combine relevant information from the spiritual predators as rewards."

Klein said "yes":

"I'll think about it and write a letter to reply to you before the early morning."

As an excellent "divinationist", no matter what, he had to go to the gray fog to confirm the level of danger. However, what he can be sure of now is that this is definitely not a trap for him, because he has no need for mummies.

"Okay." Sharon said with a constant expression.

Klein did not say goodbye directly, walked to the door, greeted Ian in, and asked casually:

“What’s the news worth noting lately?”

Ian thought about it and said one relatively important news after another:

“…Someone is asking about organizations that believe in the ‘fool’…”

Klein smiled in surprise:

"A young man with dark hair and green eyes?"

He suspected it was Leonard Mitchell.

Ian shook his head:

"No, dark hair and dark eyes."

Which gentleman from the Aurora Club? Klein thought about it and said:

"Can you draw it?"

"..." Ian was stunned for a second and said to himself, "Then you may never recognize who he is."

At this time, Sharon spoke:

"I can help you."

"Okay." Ian breathed a sigh of relief at first, and then prepared a fairly simple ceremony as he ordered.

Then, he completed a sketch with trembling and convulsions in the possession of the "resentful soul":

It was a young man with slightly curly black hair, wide forehead, thin cheeks, dark eyes, and monocles.

Amon!

"Blasphemer" Amon!
Chapter completed!