Lord of the Mysteries

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Klein would have liked to ask whether Allen or his family had taken home some of the more unusual items, such as a little dirty puppet, before the unfortunate events continued.

But when it comes to his mouth, he suddenly feels that this is too direct. It is easy to expose the fact that he knows the mysterious field. Although this can be explained as a big detective, there is no need to take this risk.

So he switched to a more roundabout way and asked Dr. Allen’s family if he was also unfortunate.

Upon hearing his question, Allen Chris carefully thought about the following:

"No, except for the steam train accident that followed me, they are the same as before, most of the time they can't talk about luck or unfortunately, and the rest are both, not particularly bad."

This is not right... If it is a doomed puppet that needs to be sealed, it will definitely affect a certain range of people... Is it that Allen has dripped blood on it, so the two sides have established a solid connection? In Kline's spirit, Allen's gas field and emotional color are consistent with his physical and mental state, and there is no special place.

He asked at his discretion:

"In the hospital where you work, are there people who are almost unlucky?"

"No, so I think I must have been cursed by someone." Allen pulled the bow tie and looked quite anxious and upset.

In the eyes of Tali’s curious spectator, Klein thought:

"Before those who are unlucky, have you ever encountered something strange, such as cutting yourself? In folklore, blood is a powerful medium for cursing."

"I suspect that after the curse, I have confirmed this. I have not shed blood in the last three months." Allen replied with a knife and a fork.

This is a bit strange...and can't do more complicated divination in front of them... Klein asks again:

"So what a little weird thing?"

"Allen, you seriously think about it. There is no reason for this kind of thing. Have you ever been offended by someone else? Or have you become a barrier for others?" Talim echoed with concern.

Allen looked down and looked at the food in the plate, and fell into long-term meditation. Klein was not idle, and solved the food before it became cold and became unpalatable.

When he started to enjoy the dessert, Allen finally raised his head:

"I am not a person who is good at communication. My relationship with my colleagues is not harmonious. However, it is hard to believe that they will try to curse me."

"Well... after your reminder, I remembered one thing, it may be related to occultism."

"What?" Klein and Talim were at the same time.

"Before I was unlucky, I was in charge of a patient. It was a child under ten years old. He was very poor. Because of some problems, he needed to cut off his left leg." Allen pushed the gold-rimmed glasses and recalled, "I haven't been a father for a long time. I am always full of sympathy for the misfortunes I have encountered. Every time I check the ward, I will talk to him a few words, encourage him and comfort him."

After a pause, Allen said it was smoother:

"I remember that one day before his surgery, I went to the ward to find him. He was really uneasy. He was playing Tarot. This was the item he brought with him when he was admitted to the hospital. He didn't even allow his family to take it away. ”

"I let him play Tarot divination in order to let him relax."

"At the time, I turned out a card, which was the reverse of the 'wheel of fortune'."

"The child looked at me and smiled very purely and said innocently:"

"Doctor, your luck will be worse."

"Doctor, your luck will be worse..." Tallim took a breath. "How do I feel that such a scene makes me feel a little cold... The child later died on the operating table?" ”

Allen shook his head:

"The operation was very successful. It didn't take long for him to be discharged. I am especially grateful to me."

"So, I have never doubted this thing, but now, after I think about it, I found out that this is the only time I have been in contact with occultism in the last two months. No matter what, no matter what is useful or not, Tarot After all, it is used for divination."

Klein didn't know when he had a brass-colored coin. It was jumping and rolling at the fingertips. It seemed to symbolize the analysis process of "famous big detectives."

The coin bounced and fell, and fell into the palm of his hand. Klein glanced at the corner of his eye and ended his "thinking":

"What is that child? Where do you live?"

Allen replied without hesitation:

"His name is Will. And I don't remember where I live."

"Mr. Detective, what is your suggestion?"

“Do you know experts in the field of occultism?”

Klein drank a cup of tea and smiled in the eyes of Allen and Talim:

"My advice is to go to the church of the **** you believe in, describe the recent misfortunes to the bishop, and then ask him if there is a solution. Allen, I remember you, the number, the goddess of the night goddess? ”

He almost shouted out the goddess, but fortunately remembered that his current identity is the detective of the **** of steam and machinery.

"But I used to pray to the goddess, to participate in the mass, and to donate money and goods. It doesn't work. I think I still have to find some diviners who have a bit of skill." Allen did not agree with the detectives of Moriarty.

Talim echoed and nodded next to it:

"Yeah, the gods don't care if you are lucky or unlucky. Fortune is a blessing. Unlucky is a test."

This friend, your faith is not devout, be careful that the Lord of the Storm gives you a lightning... Klein looked at the two and smiled and said:

"This advice is based on very simple logic."

"If, I mean, if there is really a useful occult in the world that can produce results, then the ones that are best at this are definitely the seven orthodox churches, otherwise they have long been mastered by other occults. The forces have replaced."

"If there is no such thing as true occultism, then looking for a diviner, looking for a witch doctor, will not get any help, it is better to see what is the solution of the higher status bishop."

Allen analyzed it carefully and finally nodded:

"It makes sense."

"Maybe the bishop needs to help me, and the goddess will bless me."

No, the accurate description is that with the bishop's transmission, the night-timers can notice the anomalies in your body... Klein refuted a sentence in his heart.

He didn't even think about helping Alan himself, because to solve the other's problems in luck, in addition to finding the root of everything, there must be a certain ceremony.

Let's not mention that Klein can't understand the real transshipment ceremony. Even if he understands, he will expose the fact that he has extraordinary power in front of unfamiliar people because of the ritual, and increase the risk out of thin air.

Since I can let the value of the night come out, then I don't have to go and get it myself... I don't know if the problem comes from the boy or the tarot card in his hand. If it is the latter, it might be quite suitable for my seal. Unfortunately, Klein quietly shook his head and suppressed the greed and other emotions that emerged in his heart.

At this time, Allen had decided, looking at Klein, and screamed:

"Thank you, Mr. Moriarty, although you don't understand occultism, you rely on strict logic to give the best advice."

Yes, I don't understand occultism... Kline smiled:

"It’s fine to call me Sherlock, Allen."

Well, since it is no longer a night owl, the composition of my occultal knowledge is becoming more and more strange. On the one hand, I have mastered many secrets related to high sequence relations, while I only know more primitive ritual magic, which is relatively complicated. Those who only know the sacrifices and the rituals, the spells stay in the three for a long time... Klein sighed in his heart and felt that he urgently needed a more comprehensive and deeper occult book.

As for the knowledge that can separate the evil spirits from the extraordinary characteristics, there are no clues at present.

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

After a lunch break at the club, Klein took the public carriage and arrived at the Les Circus in the Jowood area near the Tsock River.

Today is not a holiday, nor a holiday. There are not many guests in the circus. The clowns who are responsible for entertaining and amused are somewhat listless.

After passing through the "Divination Cabin" and the tents selling pies, crepes, fruit pies and alcoholic beverages, Klein found a small theater along the edge of the circus venue, written on the blackboard at the door, during the non-holiday period, every day. Four performances, one hour per game.

The first game in the afternoon was at two o'clock, not long after the beginning.

After buying the ticket, Klein entered the theater and heard the cheering voice.

At this time, a beastmaster was on the stage, carrying a whip, commanding a black bear to perform a detestable performance, next to a streaked yellow-black staggered tiger, sitting on a very deep, curly hair.

Snapped!

With the whip of the animal trainer, the black bear turned awkwardly.

"I said, this guy just wanted to give you a slap!" At the forefront of the row of seats, suddenly someone shouted loudly, and suddenly attracted a lot of laughter from the audience.

They thought it was a new way for the circus to be amused.

But Klein didn't think so, because he found the animal color of the animal trainer biased into anger and anger.

He smiled and walked to the first row to sit down and enjoy the performance on the stage, lest he should pay attention to the tickets.

At this time, the person who spoke just shouted:

"The tiger wants to bite your neck, and the curly hair wants to catch you under the **** as a mat!"

In the laughter of the audience, the animal trainer's movements were obviously stiff.

This... although those words are very similar, why do I hear the reminder... Klein looked sideways at the speaker in the same row and found that it was a 30-year-old man with a face .

This tone, this way... a little familiar... Klein silently shouted.

PS: Seeking a monthly ticket~