Mystery: Lucky

Velma opened her eyes on the bed.

After the last sudden abdominal pain, she was sent to the hospital for examination by her servant, and it was confirmed that she had signs of premature labor.

After that, she returned home under the care of the worried Allen. In the past few days, she had not encountered any accidents, but she had been unable to sleep well at night.

This was the first time she had woken up in the middle of the night. She glanced subconsciously and saw Allen lying next to her.

She exhaled, remembering how tired her husband had been during this time, and closed her eyes again, forcing herself to fall asleep.

This was probably a wrong choice. Velma noticed that the unfounded worries in her heart were getting heavier and heavier. Not only did she show no signs of falling asleep, she also felt a dull pain in her lower abdomen.

She frowned, and amidst the painful contraction of her abdomen, she suddenly noticed the warm moist feeling under her body. Velma was so surprised that she reached out and touched the liquid, and she really touched the liquid that was gurgling out.

Velma, who had given birth to two children, was very experienced in this matter. She quickly stretched out her hand to shake Allen beside her and shouted:

"Alan, wake up!

"I think I'm going to give birth!"

This happened so suddenly that none of them expected it. Allen was still a little stunned when he first woke up. After figuring out the situation, he quickly showed panic that was not in line with his experience.

Velma was a little puzzled, but the pain that hit her made her not in the mood to care more. The birth of the child seemed to be more difficult, and the pain was even worse than before - according to Velma's experience, it shouldn't be the most painful moment. That's when.

The good news is that her husband Allen is a reliable person. Even though he panicked, Allen made the best choice and she was quickly carried to a nearby hospital.

What happened next was unexpectedly safe. Although the pain was extraordinary, the process of giving birth seemed to be extremely smooth. When the time was almost up, the baby slipped out smoothly without any effort.

Wilma, who still had a lot of strength left, hurriedly pushed herself up and was about to see her child. The doctor beside her quickly hugged the child and cut the umbilical cord. Blood splashed out from the umbilical cord.

Next, Velma knew nothing. In her last memory, she only remembered the inaudible murmuring in her ears and the pain in her head that seemed to explode.

She didn’t know how much time passed, but a weak but urgent call kept ringing in her ears: "Velma! Velma!"

...Who is it?

Velma subconsciously wanted to open her eyes and sit up. It was only then that she realized that the physical pain had disappeared. She couldn't notice any physical pain. Likewise, she couldn't notice herself. body.

Her soul seemed to have left her body and was floating in an unknown space.

In a faint confusion, a pair of blood-red, emotionless eyes suddenly appeared in her field of vision, and she suddenly felt a sense of panic from the bottom of her heart. Then, with a feeling of falling, Velma became aware of her own... Body.

She opened her eyes, and the top of her head was not the ceiling or anything else, but Alan's eager face.

Velma pushed her body to sit up, and Allen hurriedly came to help her. It was also at this time that Velma noticed a drenching chill.

——She didn't know when she broke out in sweat. The sweat soaked through her clothes and sheets. She felt as if she had just been lifted out of the water.

…

The required "equipment" could not be produced immediately, so while waiting, Alice became bored again.

People always want to find something to do when they are bored. After thinking about it, Alice sighed, feeling a little sad that she didn't ask for Ourolius's contact information.

——She had previously reported the matter of Will Auceptin to the Church of the Night. If she wanted to get Ourolius’s contact information, she could now report the matter to Ourolius. .

In this way, she could give Will Asceptin a birth gift, and it would be a gift that Will Asceptin would never forget in his life.

...How about asking Amon?

Alice reached out and touched her chin.

After all, these two may have lived in the same womb, so there is no way they don’t have contact information...

Of course, this matter is actually Alice's guess. She knows that the "Mercury Snake" in Sequence 1 needs to be stabilized by "restarting" every period of time, and for Ourolius, the most suitable " Restart" object...

Probably, maybe, maybe, His revered Lord?

Moreover, that one had given birth to two children in the past, so he definitely didn't care as much as Klein...

Thinking of Mr. Fool, Alice shook her head, and then thought of Senator Macht whom she had met at Mr. Fool's house not long ago.

She didn't have a deep impression of the congressman and his wife. The only impression she had was after they turned into a mouse wearing a monocle.

When she first saw it, Alice thought about going to take a look. After a round of gags, she and Bishop Electra actually forgot about it.

At this moment, Alice remembered it again. With a thought, she appeared next to Klein.

Mr. Fool was in the study at the moment, and she heard the butler wearing white gloves talking to his employer, Dawn Dantès:

"Ms. Wahana's doctor is a fabric merchant. She cooperated with someone before and invested 1,000 pounds. As a result, the other party ran away with the goods. She has asked Representative Macht and Mrs. Liana to urge the police department to solve the case as soon as possible. , However, the police department cannot guarantee that the target will be found in this kind of thing.”

The name of an acquaintance struck Alice's mind. She glanced at the butler and decided to show up later and ask Klein where the family she was looking for lived to hear what they were talking about first.

Klein picked up the black round pen on the desk, rubbed it and said:

"For Ms. Wahana's family, £1,000 is not a small amount of money."

This is not a small amount to me either... Alice glanced at Mr. Millionaire faintly.

Dawn Dantès, the newly minted millionaire, felt a little cold for no reason. He couldn't help but stretched out his hand to tighten his tight coat.

"Yes, her husband's income can only be considered medium among cloth merchants. For him, 1,000 pounds is a considerable investment." Walter said politely.

So rich... Alice licked her lips, becoming curious about this Ms. Wahana.

It's the same for me... Klein sighed and smiled: "I just came to Backlund and I'm not familiar with the police department."

Walter immediately responded: "Sir, when I served Viscount Conard, I met several members of the Backlund Senior Police Officers Association."

Alice realized that Klein was planning to help.

He's pretty nice... Uh, no, is he trying to get into the social circle this way?

She turned her head curiously, secretly sizing up Klein, and saw him smiling and shaking his head:

"It is not necessary for the time being. There are too many people that Ms. Wahana can ask for help in this regard. Whether it is Representative Macht or anyone else, they are capable enough to make Silveras Field pay attention to this case."

Alice raised her eyebrows.

Klein paused and said seemingly casually:

“I have seen the bottom of this society and know their rules of survival. Sometimes, the police may not be as effective as gang members and bounty hunters.

"Walter, go to the police department to get the corresponding information, go to the Backlund Bridge area and famous bars in the East District, and post a reward mission.

"Whether the corresponding criminal is found or the batch of fabric is recovered, I will give a reward of 200 pounds.

"Haha, I just hope those liars still stay in Backlund."

Alice nodded and studied seriously while listening. It wasn't until she heard the amount of 200 pounds that her eyes widened.

He never wanted to give me money…

She glared at Klein fiercely. Klein glanced at the study window suspiciously and tightened his coat again.

"Two hundred pounds bounty?" Walter repeated the number and couldn't help but glance at his employer. He happened to see his actions. After a moment of silence, he waved to Richardson to go out and get his clothes.

"Sir, even if it is early summer, you should keep warm," he warned.

After hearing this, Klein put down his hand, nodded and said, "Oh, my health is not as good as before..."

Alice looked at Klein with some hesitation, then at Walter, remaining silent.

Walter did not continue this topic, but responded seriously:

"I'll post the bounty mission later."

"I'll give you this money directly." Klein stood up slowly and took out his wallet.

Alice stared at Klein's hand intently, watching him take out a thick stack of cash from his wallet. After comparing it, she realized that Mr. Fool's donation at the Moon Mass last night might be more than this. many.

He, he is so rich now...

Walter took the thick amount of cash and asked entreaty:

"Should you tell Ms. Vahana?"

Klein smiled: "No need."

Alice looked away from his face, realizing that Mr. Rich was still very generous.

...Will he argue with me if I steal some money?

Walter nodded suddenly and saluted:

“Your reputation for generosity and warm-heartedness will live on in this neighborhood.”

Alice looked at Walter's back as he exited the room. It wasn't until the door was closed that she suddenly appeared and asked Klein:

"Klein, why don't you just take care of me?"

"?" Klein said, not being frightened by Alice's sudden appearance. He just looked at Alice with a puzzled look.

Those eyes were filled with expectation and envy, filled with nothing but the desire for money. After two seconds of silence, Klein couldn't help but ask:

"You won't sell yourself for money someday, right?"

Alice actually lowered her head and started thinking seriously. After about half a minute, she gave the answer to Klein's surprised gaze:

"wrong.

"A slave is the owner's property, and the slave's property is of course also the owner's. If I sell myself, then I really have no money."

Klein couldn't tell for a moment whether he should be happy or worried. He looked at Alice dumbfounded, pinched his eyebrows and said:

"Are all angels like you?"

"I don't know," Alice spread her hands, "but if you mean lack of money, Amon is definitely not short of money anyway."

Unable to refute, Klein choked and changed the subject: "You have something to ask me about?"

Only then did Alice remember her purpose. She nodded hurriedly and asked:

"Oh yes, I almost forgot...

"I'm looking for the two people who came that day - Senator Morrie Macht and his wife Liana, I remember that's what they were called, right?"

Klein nodded.

So Alice nodded and stated her purpose:

"I'm going to their house...well, you should still remember what I said to them that day?"

Klein was stunned for a moment and retrieved this incident from his memory. He was shocked to realize that he had almost forgotten this incident after the topic changed. He even forgot about it after Alice left with Bishop Elektra. Forgot everything.

Fortunately, it was not too late to think of it now. Klein frowned and asked hurriedly:

"By the way, what you said the other day...what happened to the mouse wearing a monocle?"

Alice then tried to describe what she saw in her confused language:

"I saw them turn into mice, and then put on monocles... Well, I'm not sure, I just doubt Amon..."

Her language was as vague and clear as ever. What was strange was that the meaning she expressed was not much different from that day. Klein frowned, glanced at Alice, who was obviously not clear about the situation, shook his head, and reported Got an address:

"39 Burklund Street."

This news came from the butler Walter who had just left. This dedicated butler had provided him with neighbors on the entire street and a residence, and all he had to do was to memorize it all.

Thinking of this, Klein couldn't help but think of those dizzying courses, especially the philosophy class that gave him a headache. He couldn't help but ask Alice who was about to leave:

"Do you want me to hire a tutor for you?"

Alice, who was about to leave, stopped and turned her head to look at him in horror.

"Are you interested in learning about the topics of upper class society?" Klein asked sincerely, "This may allow you to..."

"No," Alice interrupted him without any courtesy, "I don't need to pretend to be a noble daughter!"

It was true, and Crane had to sadly abandon the idea.

When Alice saw this, she was afraid that he would change his mind and immediately planned to leave, but after thinking about it carefully, she came up with a better proposal:

"So be it.

"Although I don't want to go to class, it wouldn't be nice to let you down like this, well...

"Well, you can give me the money for a tutor!"

Klein glanced at her, stood up without saying a word, and left the study.

Alice stared at the closed door and blinked, and the figure disappeared. Next, she saw the door of No. 39 Burklund Street.

Alice was not in a hurry to enter. She closed her eyes habitually and observed the whole house with her spirituality. The people inside were nowhere to be seen, and the most conspicuous one was an arrogant girl. (End of chapter)