East End gangsters are looking for a college professor named Azik Eggers?
Seeing Yin En's wandering eyes across from him and his hesitant tone of voice as he hurriedly tried to drop the topic, Klein almost couldn't help but laugh.
Are you kidding? Mr. Azik is wanted?
Who wants whom?
This is as ridiculous as MI9 not wanting the thief "Black Emperor" but wanting "The God of Mystery". They want an angel on the path of death. Do they want to experience the good benefits of the underworld in advance?
However, all the above complaints only stayed in Klein's mind for a moment. His instinctive rationality and sobriety still made him realize the abnormality behind it.
After all, Mr. Azik is just an ordinary teacher who has resigned, so how could he be related to Backlund's gang?
"Did they say why?" Klein knocked on the table, his fingers stained with a little grease.
Yin En, who looked tired, cheered up and replied:
"I didn't explain the specific reason. I just put the university professor on the wanted list specified by the gangsters themselves, and offered a very high price of more than three hundred pounds."
"The reason given was that he defrauded the gang boss of a sum of money."
Yin En carefully looked at Klein's expression, thought for a moment, and added:
"Selling fake antiques."
Mr. Azik sold fake antiques to defraud gang bosses... The corners of Klein's mouth moved slightly, and he opened his mouth again and again, but not a single word came out.
In any case, there are too many flaws, so I’d better ask Mr. Azik myself... Klein immediately smiled, covering up the slight gaffe on his expression just now.
"Oh, if it weren't for the design gang, I think I would be very interested in this business."
He glanced at the dark yellow liquid remaining in the beer glass, looked away quickly, thought for a moment, and took out about 20 pounds in cash from his pocket.
"This is the fund for future activities. The notebook you provided is very valuable." Klein tidied his clothes, put his half-high silk hat back on, and held his cane.
"There is no need to continue activities recently. MI9 is investigating very closely. Don't send yourself in."
The big boy, who was holding a 20-pound note, looked at Klein blankly with a confused look on his face.
After all, in his several years of career, no employer would give him so much money for no reason. Even if he saved his own money, it would be difficult to exceed this amount.
"I told you, the information you provided is very useful." Klein pursed his lips and then walked out of the tavern.
...
"Dear Mr. Azik, thank you for lending a helping hand that day and treating my burn. After bandaging, my wound has almost recovered. I think it will be healed in a few days."
"I heard a strange rumor recently. I heard that the gangsters in the East District seemed to be hunting down a university teacher with the same name as you. I wonder if you know about this."
"Although I may not be able to provide much support in terms of pure power, if necessary, I can use my current status to expose these gangs to the eyes of official forces."
"Finally, your loyal student, Crane Moretti."
The ancient round-belly pen left the paper, and the beautiful rustling sound suddenly stopped. Klein checked his letter for spelling errors, then reached into his pocket and found the Azik bronze whistle that was imprisoned in the spiritual prison.
The cold brass whistle was pressed against his lips. Klein suddenly stopped his movements, hesitantly put down the brass whistle, and stared at the unsealed letter in a daze.
Mr. Azik is also an ancient angel active from the Fourth Age to the present. Although he has lost his memory, he seems to have recovered a lot recently... He unconsciously played with the copper whistle with his five fingers, getting entangled.
Although "Secret" is not stingy in wanting to share those ancient histories with himself, and has even wiped her own ass unconditionally many times, Klein is still completely unknown about her past. There are many things that he cannot understand about this bust's choices.
.
For example, why she has a good relationship with the goddess and at the same time maintains an ally with the true creator.
Judging from the attitude and values she usually displays, she probably doesn't like the Aurora Society's behavior.
Gently crossing out his last signature, Klein held the pen and continued writing below.
"Dear Mr. Azik, I'm sorry to have written this letter in such a way."
"However, I have recently encountered several problems that have been confusing me, and I am eager to get your opinion."
"I want to know more about the past of the Mysterious God and her alliance with the true Creator."
"At the same time, I recently obtained a special card, which is called the Blasphemy Card. It records all the potion formulas and rituals of the 'Black Emperor' path. If this helps you restore your memory, I am willing to copy it for you.
One serving.”
After writing this, Klein recalled it carefully, and after confirming that there were no gaps, he signed his name again and sealed the envelope.
There was always a cold copper whistle that whistled silently, and a coldness instantly swept through the bedroom on the second floor of Minsk No. 17. The skeleton messenger straightened his body across the floor, and the pale flames in his eye sockets stared at Klein's palm holding the letter,
The exaggerated proportions of the white bones are spread out with five fingers.
According to Mr. Azik, he should have many such messengers, and I don’t know if this is the one who helped me solve the "revenge spirit" last time... Klein thought for a moment, but still did not choose to say thank you.
, just handed the letter over.
After receiving the letter, the Bone Messenger disintegrated into bones of different sizes and disappeared into the gaps in the floor of the second floor.
Snap.
In the bedroom, Klein was still standing in front of the desk, sorting out the debris.
Outside the window, the lights of No. 15 Minsk Street suddenly turned on.
...
What was that just now?
Dunn, with his maroon coat half hanging on his body, slowly put down his palm that was resting on the light switch and concentrated on pulling up his clothes.
The moment he walked into the house, he clearly felt that another powerful spiritual reaction not far from him suddenly appeared and disappeared instantly, probably only staying for a few seconds.
And the location was still in Klein's house... He pushed up the glasses on the bridge of his nose, and his camouflaged dark red eyes were vaguely bloodshot.
Unlike Klein, who had been correcting himself at home for a few days, Dunn spent almost three days without sleeping in order to send his client to prison in one fell swoop. He used the convenience of the "Incubus" and the induction ability of the "Requiem Master" to realize the truth.
He persuaded Patrick Jason's ex-lover, the ex-mistress who was captured and used as a slave by Kapin, and then revealed the secrets kept by the client's subordinates one by one. Finally, he compiled the documents with the physical evidence and sent them to Xiwei.
Russ Field.
By the way, he also contacted his first customer, Mr. Babbage.
This old gentleman is very happy to help Louis Yinwensi, a promising young man with a family background, to uphold justice. Anyway, this has no interests involved in him and can also provide him with a good reputation.
The final result was very gratifying. Dunn's client was officially sent to prison this morning. However, unfortunately, Detective Yin Wensi, who was just about to take a rest, received a contact from the Church of Steam, hoping that he could cooperate with the investigation again this morning.
"Demon" related events that appeared.
Patrick Jason's true identity is a member of the Belial family, and his real name is Jason Belial... Looking away from the window, Dunn recalled the information he read at the Heart of Machinery stronghold today, and felt a little confused for a moment.
Headache.
Although when he discovered that Jason Belial was a "demon", he had already realized that this was probably not his true identity.
After all, the initiator of the serial murders that occurred in Tingen was also a member of the "Blood Worship Cult". They like to use pseudonyms so that they can continue to change their identities and commit crimes in order to avoid the attention of the police and church members.
But it’s a bit strange. The last extraordinary characteristic that the Heart of Machinery obtained from Jason Belial was the Sequence Six “Demon”. However, in the house that was innocently exploded a few days ago, they found something far beyond the level of the “Devil”.
There are even several clearly depicted floor plans of the ceremonial positions, but they seem to have concealed the identities of the owners of these houses.
Dunn connected various clues about the "Crazy Ripper". The more he thought about it, the more he denied the fact that Jason Belial was just a Sequence Six.
But Captain Yin Kangseul asked about the sealed mirror object, which denied the possibility of Jason Belial's golden cicada escaping his shell and feigning death...
Thinking of the difficulty, Dunn lit his pipe, and the familiar taste filled his mouth, dispelling some of his fatigue.
Although it is not very glorious, the former captain of the Nighthawks team, after discovering that his teammates were also reborn, obviously lowered his guard against disguise. To use the Internet language on earth - it started to fall apart.
............
Snap, snap, snap.
In an underground room in the East District, a gas lamp covered with dust flickered on and off, illuminating the face of the only humanoid creature in the room with a special pattern of light. The light directly above distorted his ordinary face.
.
In the darkness, it seemed like the devil was laughing.
"I didn't expect that the great 'Abyss' has been reduced to pretending to be a ghost here."
In the closed room, the intermittent light suddenly returned to stability. The middle-aged and elderly gentleman who appeared out of thin air in the middle of the room looked at the wound on the young man's waist that was almost healing. His gloomy eyes released unabashed sarcasm.
"I didn't expect that the great dragon of fantasy would also become someone else's dog." Farbuti snorted and lay down nonchalantly on the sofa with human skin sewn behind him.
Angelweed, who was wearing the skin of Hvin Rambis, kept a gentle smile, lowered his head piously, and pointed a cross on his chest with his right hand.
"I'm here to deliver a message."
She ignored Fabuti's strange expression of surprise and ridicule, and said to herself:
"The Lord hopes that the tide of the times can move forward according to the original plan. Since you have killed the original chess piece, you need to take over the task and kill the current conservative leader of Loen."
"Ah, assassination." Fabuti chewed on this ridiculous word with a cruel smile, "I am good at blowing up the entire parliament of Loen Kingdom into the sky, and using their corpses to sculpt my works of art."
Looking at Angelweed's cold platinum-blonde erect boy, the cruelty at the corners of her mouth gradually faded away, suppressing the violence in the blood-red twin boys, and said in disgust:
"ok, I get it."
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First update.
I have to say that there seem to be a lot more Mysterious fandoms recently, but Mystery II will still be pregnant in ten months, which makes me very sad.
Please give me a monthly pass and recommendations, please!