Lord of the Mysteries

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Hugh in the bounty hunter has been mixed for a long time, many things do not need to brain, can directly make a subconscious response.

As soon as the customer who saw the approach was nearly two meters tall, she instinctively lowered her head and continued to eat pork sausages and French fries as nothing happened.

The food entered the mouth, but she couldn't taste anything. She endured for a few tens of seconds before she slowly looked up and pretended to look around at random.

Soon, she saw that the customer who had just entered was sitting at the bar and waiting for wine and lunch.

Soft and slightly curled yellowish hair, wild beast-like dark brown eyelids, slightly drooping corners of the mouth, loneliness and temperament... The details of the place are reflected in the pupils of her face, gradually overlapping with the image in her mind.

It's him!

It is the person who is suspected of being a murderer!

Kill the murderer of Williams!

Hugh once again buried his head and slowly stuffed the remaining food into the mouth.

After a few minutes, she put the plate together with the wine glass and put it on the bar, then squinted and left the Workers' Union pub back.

- Because the boots are much higher, she effectively covers the most obvious features.

When I got outside, I took a slow step and found a secluded location to observe the people who came in and out of the pub.

After waiting for a while, she finally found an acquaintance living in Burton, a skilled worker working in the East Bay Dock in the Eastern District.

The young man likes to give himself a bad rye beer at noon or in the afternoon. His salary can only afford this beer, and he can't drink it every day.

Hugh took a quick glance at the past, took a picture of Burton's shoulder, and lowered the voice:

"It's me, Hugh."

"Hugh?" Burton looked up and down the short man from the back, and almost didn't recognize this is the famous "arbitrator" Hugh Dilcha on some streets in the Eastern District.

"I have something to ask you." Hugh pointed to the corner next to him.

Burton’s doubts followed, and when he came to the hidden place, he asked in a blank way:

"Are you making a reward mission?"

He heard that Hugh was also a bounty hunter.

"Yeah." Hugh was in the middle of the scene, took out five 1 pennies of copper coins and threw a throw. "Do you know the tall man in the pub?"

"You mean such a high, yellowish hair, very fierce one?" Burton stroked.

"Yes." Hurricane took out the folded portrait and unfolded, "You must fully confirm."

"It is him. He has been to the pub here for the last two or three months. He has never seen him before. He is very fierce. He is not reasonable at all. The fight is very powerful. You better not to provoke him." Burton carefully looked at it. The portrait is a few eyes, and I sincerely advised one sentence.

Well, I just saw that person, just like when I met a beast when I was a child, there was a kind of danger, not an opponent, I had to avoid it immediately... I’m taking a breath and asking:

"Do you know who he is in close contact with?"

"I don't know, he is very unsocial, rarely speaks, and no one knows what he is calling. We have given him a nickname, called ‘giant.’” Burton grinned.

I thought about it and asked:

"Besides the pub, where have you met him?"

"You can ask your friend the same question, remember, you must be a friend who is trustworthy."

Burton recalled the following:

"When I went to the dock union to work, um, at the dock union in East Byron Dock, occasionally I saw him appearing around, Hugh, why are you not a union? You are so fair, and the guys are not only We have to accept our 1.5-year-old membership fee every week. When we have to go to other docks and we have to raise a family, we will give us half the salary!"

"Lord, this is all right. For a good life, we must help each other. However, they just organized a strike. When they turned back, they reached a consensus with the lawyers sent by the rich. Our situation did not improve at all!"

"Stop, stop." He pressed the right palm. "Besides, you haven't seen the ‘giant' elsewhere.”

"No, my friends should not. After all, we often discuss him privately." Burton answered with a positive tone.

I haven’t said more, I gave the five copper pennies to each other:

"Please drink alcohol."

"What I just asked, don't tell anyone, it will be very dangerous."

The voice did not fall, she had turned and walked out of the corner, heading to the dock union in East Byron Dock.

Ten minutes later, Hugh saw the two-story yellow building.

She reversed the canvas coat on her body, revealing the patch inside, and turned herself into a tramp from a short worker.

The few tramps who looked at the corner of the street, squeezing their noses, and sitting with them in the past, the line of sight intermittently swept across the opposite dock union - when someone came in and out.

Time passed by, and I was patient with the cold wind, endured the harsh environment, and constantly observed the situation of the dock union and surrounding areas.

She clearly remembers Williams' insistence on drinking, and remembers the mood of seeing the newspaper that day.

This mood makes her more patient than ever.

At this time, the dock union came out of seven or eight people, they went to the opposite cafe in groups to prepare for lunch.

Hugh eyes, carefully sweep each passerby to confirm their looks.

There are no suspicious people... Hugh is ready to take back the line of sight and wait for the next batch.

Hey, the door of the cafe was pulled open, and the heat flow inside rushed out. A man couldn't help but take off his own gold-rimmed glasses and wipe the mist with his cuffs.

Hugh looked at it casually, his eyes suddenly solidified:

Those eyes!

That corner of the mouth!

Always sneering at the image of a smile!

Llanus? Hugh suddenly turned back and didn't dare to look again.

The man’s skin color was short and thick, and his face was sharp and angular. It was very different from the portrait. Only the eyes and mouth were familiar to her.

Taunting everyone's feelings!

Is Laurus? Will it be Llanus? Resting his head and staring at the slate on the street.

............

Samuel's home.

After a hearty lunch, the host and guests gathered in the living room to chat and agreed to wait for Texas to play together.

Some interesting rumors and funny stories echoed intermittently. Klein kept a smile, interrupted a few words from time to time, and saw the two children of Samuel's family lively in and out.

And Jurgen Cooper beside him is still a serious expression, occasionally providing legal advice for everyone's discussion.

Klein smiled and micro-body, pressing down the voice and asked:

"Do you feel bored?"

"No, their topic is very interesting." Jurgen took a hard look.

Klein suddenly stunned and asked again:

"Then why don't you laugh?"

Jürgen frowned and looked at him doubtfully:

"Why are you laughing?"

"..." Klein twitched at the corner of his mouth, but he didn't know how to respond.

He was supposed to make a joke, saying that the other person is very similar to his cat Brody, always so serious, but the sound of the illusory cascading voices sounded loudly.

Women... "Justice" found so useful information on the clues I provided so quickly? Klein stood up and fainted:

"I went to the bathroom."

Into the bathroom, Kline locked the door of the house, took four steps back and entered the fog.

His judgment is very accurate, and the cry is from Miss Justice.

Klein suddenly had some tension, and half of it was expecting that the half was dignified and spread out of the spirit and listening to the other party's words.

After the customary name, "justice" truthfully describes:

“They found the clues you provided at the Workers’ Union Pub in the East Bay of Docklands in the Docklands. The nickname is ‘Giant’.”

“Following the law of the ‘giant’, they found someone suspected of Lalhous at the dock union in East Byron Dock, but could not be sure.”

"They are afraid to contact Lalhus for the time being, because the ‘giant’ is very powerful and dangerous, and can only continue to wait for opportunities.”

“They asked at the same time, after confirming that they were Lalhous, could they inform the police department and receive a reward?”

Lalus has a very powerful and dangerous helper... Does he have any other helpers? Is there a certain force behind him? Why is it so violent to kill, what is he planning in the dock union? A series of questions flashed in Klein's mind, making him feel that things are much more complicated than expected, full of fog.

As for the last request, his answer is undoubtedly agree, and even advise the other party to directly report to the church of the goddess of the night, because there is the possibility of leaking secrets in the police department.

Let the night goddess of the goddess church kill Lalhus, it is also revenge! Klein silently said a word, there is a strong urge to immediately confirm whether the person is Lalhous, lest the wait is too long, there are variables.

He took a breath and pressed his emotions to untie the cuffs.

“It’s dangerous to go to the dock union to confirm that Llanus is going on.”

After closing his eyes for seven times, Klein opened his eyes and looked at the citrine pendant, and found it motionless and completely still.

Divination failed? Klein frowned.

He changed another sentence and changed the way of divination, but the result is still a failure.

After careful thought for a while, he found three reasons. One is that there is not enough information to be able to divination. The other is that the dock union has no Llanus at all, divination is difficult to establish, and the third is Llanus like Insz. Similarly, there are items that can shield divination.

Shielding divination items... What benefits did he get from that sacred ritual? A little divinity of the "real creator"? Klein sinks for a few seconds and decides that he has to go to the dock union to lie down anyway.

Some things, know the danger, or do it!

The two ladies can secretly observe, not to be discovered, I can also... I only need to face with Lalhus once, I can confirm with divination...

Of course, this can't be reckless. I have to be prepared in advance, for example, to send the "Eye of All Blacks" to the fog and not carry it with me, lest the spiritual pollution of the "real Creator" resonate with His divinity. For example, raise yourself and let the "giant" not recognize from the body. I was the guy who passed by last night. For example, find a suitable and unsuspecting reason. Well, you can pretend to be a reporter. I will wait for Mike Joseph to borrow his fake reporter card...

Klein’s mouth slowly rises upwards, covering himself with spirituality and falling back into the real world.