Lord of the Mysteries

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Someone sneaked in? Klein didn't immediately stand up and sit up. He just turned his body and put his right palm under the pillow. He quietly took the "cancel the clock" revolver. At the same time, he slowly relaxed his left hand and five fingers, so that "wreathing hunger" was in a state of being excited. .

——After knowing that it was difficult to find food for “squirming hunger” after returning to Bakerland, he sneaked into the prison in the city of Connaught Bay in Desi, and found a prisoner of death, confirmed that the crime was correct and fed it to the gloves.

The "Rose School" person locked me? No, it can't be so fast. Besides, if they are, they will definitely not come to the door, but wait for the opportunity to fight when I pass through a remote place, so as not to alarm the official power of Beckland... I am The amount of donation on the Moon Mass is too much, and it is targeted by criminals? Well, a foreign rich who has come to Beckland for a long time is really easy to be the target of others... Of course, it may be a routine investigation of the "nights"... One by one, Klein heard There was a small movement coming from the large balcony of the semi-open room next door.

Then, the lock cylinder was slightly audible, and the floor-to-ceiling windows were almost silently pulled apart.

Klein listened carefully and noticed that footsteps passed through the semi-open room and into the hallway.

With a slight pause, the footsteps came toward the master bedroom, and then the more the past, the door handle of the room where the close-up man was.

Wrong place? Or is it to find Richardson? In the heart of Klein's heart, he released the right palm of the remnant holding the "Stolen Bell" and reached out to the iron cigarette box not far from each other.

After he lifted the "wall of spirituality", a phantom figure wearing a dark red coat and an old triangular hat instantly appeared next to him and walked into the whole body mirror.

When Senniol’s “resent” secret squad jumped onto the glass window of Richardson’s room, he saw a dark brown complexion with soft outlines and black hair coming out of the door, while Richardson silently Sitting on the edge of the bed, leaning forward, the back is arched, just like being in the darkness.

His expression is sometimes fearful, sometimes embarrassing, and sometimes reveals a feeling of weakness, and ultimately to silence.

Sure enough, I came to Richardson... The image is close to the Southland race... I am agile, skilled, and should not be ordinary people... This is Richardson’s friend who met in the manor of the South Continent, or What is the relationship between his mother? Richardson is just a personal servant with a salary of 35 pounds a year. Is there anything I need to find him to help? Klein made a guess in his heart while observing from the perspective of Senol.

At this moment, he suddenly understood why Richardson was good at observing and liked to look at pedestrians on the balcony.

He is afraid to be found by some people!

Hope is not a big problem, don't affect my plan... wait for a divination... If Richardson can't solve the problem, then you have to find an excuse to dismiss him... Klein sees the servant already Lying down again, he recovered the "respiratory soul" secret couple.

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

At the same time, Leonard Mitchell, who lives at 7 Pfister Street, once again entered the sleeping Beckland, which was shrouded in fog.

He had previously asked Mike Joseph, a reporter from the Daily Observer, that Sherlock Moriarty was not actively involved in the Llanus incident, but was the result of employment. The suspicion of the other party plummeted.

If the figure of the big detective also appeared on the edge of the Kapin incident and had a close relationship with Emlin White of the Harvest Church, Leonard Mitchell wanted to abandon the investigation and continue to pursue Ins Zangwe The fall of Seoul.

Because Sherlock Moriarty has not many friends in the Craig Club, one has died in the incident of Prince Edessac, one is Mike Joseph, so Leonard’s current goal is only one : Dr. Allen Chris.

"From the inside information, the doctor has also been involved in an extraordinary event involving the 'monster' route... After being replaced, he is no longer unlucky and has a nightmare, and life is back on track... Oh, Sherlock. Most of Moriarty’s people are involved with the extraordinary. The detective is certainly not simple...” Leonard thought as he rang the doorbell symbolizing the dream of Alan Kreis.

Entering the dream, he casually found a sofa and sat down, looking at the opposite Dr. Allen:

"You will talk about your experience with Sherlock Morody."

In the dream, Allen did not hide. From Mrs. Mary's introduction of Sherlock Moriarty to the Craig Club, she was invited to be a referee, and she always told the big detective that he would tell the night goddess church about the unusual things he would encounter. Bishop.

As described in the facts, Sherlock Moriatti is very kind to the official forces and has been endorsed by Essinger Stanton... Leonard took a look at Dr. Allen’s appearance. Beard Sherlock, regain his gaze and continue to listen.

Allen finished the relevant things in detail, and finally said:

"He went to the South for a holiday and never returned. I am always worried.

"However, he is a big detective with wisdom and love. I don't think he should have any problems. I hope he can come to the celebration party after my child is born."

"Maybe..." Leonard suspected that Sherlock Moriotty would not return to Beckland.

He immediately politely left and walked out of Dr. Allen's dream.

A few steps forward, he subconsciously looked back and saw that there was a house with a garden, and the misty **** that represented the dreams were staggered and filled with all the space without any problems.

Is it my illusion? I always felt that there was a change in my body... Leonard whispered and turned to fly to Pingster Street.

He was in sight, and the fog was thick underneath, and the gas lamp was faint and pale.

Suddenly, Leonard stopped flying and turned his eyes to a building.

In the house, five or six fascinating light **** are suspended quietly, which is no different from other buildings around.

However, in Leonard's inspiration, there seems to be a black group in the house that can absorb all the light.

And he found that he didn't know the street in this neighborhood.

He was so worried that he wondered if he had seen something that shouldn't be seen, and he was busy taking his eyes off, preparing to leave here and rushing to where he was.

Just then, there was a playful voice in the building that looked ordinary:

“It’s better to come in and sit down and have a cup of tea?”

All the thoughts in Leonard's mind exploded in an instant, and I didn't want to fly at high speed.

In his inspiration, the rear townhouses and garden buildings grew bigger one by one, and the doors and windows turned into mouths, biting him!

The nearby iron-black gas light poles grew up and turned into a steel jungle that seemed to block Leonard.

Leonard did not stop, did not look back, only the coldness of the vest became more and more obvious and more and more intense!

His body gradually became stiff, as if he had been caught by countless invisible hands.

Just when he thought he couldn't support it, the familiar lights of the familiar familiar houses in front of the house greeted him.

Leonard was so busy holding his breath, falling suddenly and falling into his dream!

Huh... He wakes up and is sweating.

"Old man, what did I encounter?" Leonard retracted his legs on the edge of the desk and asked with fear.

The slightly old voice in his mind took a few seconds to respond:

"I am not sure."

Leonard’s eyes suddenly hang down and didn’t ask again.

He was about to look out the window, and saw the Beckland lights everywhere in the night, quiet and quiet.

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

160 Burk Lund Street, in the village of Daun Dontes.

"Sir, Ms. Vahana Hessen is here." Richardson entered the room and said to Klein.

Klein heard the news, put down the newspaper, raised his head, and looked at his close-fitting servant. He found that he was still speechless, silent and restrained, timid and shrinking, without any abnormality.

If it’s not the result of divination, it’s okay... It’s easy to be suspicious of dismissal... Klein silently screamed and stood up, letting Richardson put on his coat.

A quarter of an hour later, he held the etiquette teacher Vahana Heisen and learned another dance that was commonly used in social occasions.

"I feel that I will be unemployed in a few days." After a while, Vahana implicitly praised the progress of Dawn. Dontes. At the end, "But you are still a bit cautious, although you don't need you." Like the Tees man, it is always very tight with the ladies, but it doesn't have to be kept at a certain distance. The occasional contact is normal. You are too stiff and stiff now."

Klein pulled the other side closer and responded with a smile:

"I am afraid of being rude."

Does this mean that being too close to a woman is a rude behavior? Also includes that I am very attractive, too close to the point that he will be ugly? This is an implicit compliment... Wahana thoughts a turn, smiled:

"You have learned well."

As the dance continued, Klein looked at the face of Vahana Heisen and asked casually as casually:

"Ms., you seem to have some troubles?"

Vahana looked down and laughed:

"It's not a big problem. My husband is a businessman. Recently, I have had a little contradiction with some people. We can solve it.

"Well, your question has been too direct. If the two sides have not yet established a friendship, try not to ask what others have encountered unless she has already performed very clearly."

Compared to the different upper class families, I know a lot of Miss Lady, the wealthy businessmen who just arrived in Beckland really have no connections. Klein gently decapitated and said with a smile:

"I thought we were not strangers."

He immediately took this topic and talked about his own experiences and neighbors. When he listened, Vahana responded with a few words, allowing Klein to master the characteristics and preferences of his neighbors.

When Wahana left, Klein stood at the door for a long time, and said to Mr. Guan Jia:

"Walter, figure out what troubles Ms. Vahana has encountered. If she can't solve it, we will help in time."