Mystery: Chaos Path

Luo Lin was awakened by the noise downstairs.

After bidding farewell to Rosell, Luo Lin didn't do anything else due to the significant consumption of his spirituality.

He returned home, studied mystical knowledge as part of his daily routine, and then chose to sleep to replenish his spirituality.

As a result, before he could get enough sleep, Luo Lin heard a loud commotion downstairs, as if someone was fighting in the house.

"Who has nothing better to do than fight in the house! How annoying!" Luo Lin yawned.

Although he routinely cultivated immortality and stayed up late, sometimes for days on end, he still had the sleep needs of a normal person.

Now, being woken up halfway through catching up on sleep naturally made him very angry.

It was also because of this anger that Luo Lin quickly stormed downstairs, only to see many cabinets and chairs overturned in the room, with broken glass scattered everywhere.

A corpse was lying not far from the coffee table, and Klein was standing a short distance away from the body.

Seeing Luo Lin's face full of morning grumpiness, Klein gave an awkward smile and said, "Sorry, Jack, did I wake you up?"

"What's going on?" Luo Lin yawned.

He wasn't in a hurry to check the condition of the corpse; instead, he went to the kitchen to find a glass, poured himself a glass of ice water, and returned to the living room after the ice water helped him wake up a bit.

At this time, Klein was communicating with the deceased through spiritualism.

Luo Lin's gaze then fell on the corpse on the ground, which was a thin and wiry man with dark skin and deep-set eyes.

Luo Lin blinked and carefully recalled the plot of this section in the original story.

He finally found the corresponding person from a remote corner of his memory.

He then took another sip of the ice water in his glass before looking up at Klein and slowly saying, "Moreso of the Zmanger Party?"

"Jack, you know him?" Klein was clearly a little surprised.

"Of course, I'm at least a local resident of Backlund, so I definitely have to find out about such troublesome characters!" Luo Lin said unhappily.

He took another sip of the ice water before saying:

"How did you get involved with him? Although Moreso is just a small fry, I remember he seems to have some connection with the Intis ambassador, probably as a spy planted by them in Backlund."

"It's a long story," Klein said with a wry smile.

He was not surprised by what Luo Lin said, after all, he already knew that the mastermind behind the scenes was the Intis ambassador during the spiritualism session just now.

Klein then explained, "I took on a commission these past few days; the client is called Ian…"

"Ian Wright?" Luo Lin interrupted him, asking knowingly.

"You know him?" Klein was genuinely surprised this time.

"I thought the guy who was talking to you at the door a few days ago looked a bit familiar; so it was him!" Luo Lin said with a realization, then looked at Klein sympathetically and said:

"Ian Wright is an orphan adopted by Detective Zerial, and Detective Zerial, as far as I know, is a spy for the Feysac Empire."

Klein's expression had already frozen.

He really didn't expect that he would get involved in something related to spies from several countries just by taking on a commission to find someone.

Luo Lin also looked at him sympathetically and said, "Sherlock, is your luck really okay?

You were plagued with trouble back in Tingen, and now that you've come to Backlund, I originally thought your luck would get better, but you actually got involved in such a major spy case as soon as you arrived.

Could your fate have been interfered with by some strange guy again?"

Klein simply didn't know what to say.

He carefully reflected on his experiences over the past few days, and finally shook his head and said, "I'm not sure."

Klein was really unsure, because on the one hand, he came with the gray fog, and because of the Law of Beyonder Characteristics Aggregation, he was inherently prone to attracting trouble.

On the other hand, Klein was well aware that many big shots had placed bets on him, so he really wasn't sure whether all of this was a coincidence or a passive "accident."

Luo Lin then added another blow at this time: "Actually, if you had asked me earlier, I would have known this information and would definitely have told you to refuse Ian Wright's commission, but it's a pity you got into trouble too quickly…"

Klein didn't know what to say.

He didn't deliberately hide it from Jack; it was purely because he didn't expect that taking on a random commission would actually involve a spy case, and plus Jack had either been out or catching up on sleep these past few days, so he hadn't mentioned it to him.

And now, everything was obviously too late.

"So what are you planning to do now?" Luo Lin finished drinking the ice water in his glass and asked as he casually placed the glass on the coffee table:

"The matter that could involve both Intis and Feysac spies at the same time is definitely not a trivial matter.

You've been dragged into this kind of case and killed Moreso, so I'm afraid it will be difficult to resolve.

The Intis ambassador is not a magnanimous person.

As far as I know, that person's style has always been to rather kill the innocent than let one guilty person go, so you will definitely be targeted by them."

Luo Lin wasn't just talking nonsense.

Although he didn't really understand that Intis ambassador, he could see from the fact that the other party actually sent Rosago, the Master of Puppets, to silence "Sherlock Moriarty," a theoretically peripheral figure, at the same time as the incident ended, that the other party was either very cautious, or petty, or both.

Klein's smile was bitter.

He thought about it and poured himself a glass of ice water, drank half of it, and then said, "I'm a little unaccustomed to your suddenly reliable analysis."

Luo Lin rolled his eyes unhappily.

He wasn't afraid of being out of character; he casually picked up a chair and sat down, saying, "I've always been reliable, okay?

What kind of silly, sweet filter have you put on me?"

There is nothing wrong with one first one hair one inside one capacity one in one look!

Because Luo Lin really intended to adjust the impression of his Jack persona in other people's eyes, after all, he would be roommates with Klein and Medici for a long time afterwards.

It would be easy to expose himself if he kept pretending to be silly and sweet, so he might as well simply adjust his image.

Fortunately, this wasn't abrupt, because when Luo Lin designed the Jack persona before, he actually intentionally left a setting of being relatively simple in interpersonal relationships, but actually quite reliable in serious matters, at least not stupid.

Now, he only needed to strengthen the latter.

And… no one stipulated that a silly, sweet person can't be a white lotus!

Klein coughed awkwardly.

He actually wasn't unaware of Jack's reliability in serious matters.

Although the other party always seemed to be stirring up trouble, he had never made a mistake in big matters.

But Jack's silly, sweet image was really deeply rooted in people's hearts, so at this moment, Klein could only suppress his stereotype, look at the corpse on the ground, and analyze:

"The fact that Moreso came to assassinate me may not be a secret, so even if we dispose of Moreso's body, that ambassador may still target me."