Mystery: I Married the Queen of Mystery

(Adding an extra chapter for everyone's monthly votes!)

Sitting in the public carriage, Audis reconsidered, estimating that Ms. Mandy had already taken corresponding measures.

However, to be on the safe side, he still needed to visit the "Nanshan Dance Hall" tomorrow.

… …

15 Minsk Street.

Ding-a-ling~

Just about to enjoy dinner, Klein heard the doorbell. He smiled wryly: Now, hearing the doorbell is like hearing a cell phone ring before, something to be avoided.

Quickly heading to the door, his mind conjured up the somewhat anxious Daily Observer reporter, Mike Joseph.

Klein paused slightly. Why was this reporter looking for him so late?

As soon as the door opened, Mike smiled and said, "Sorry, I hope I'm not disturbing you."

"Yes, you are disturbing me," Klein said helplessly. "What's the matter so late?"

"I received a threatening letter," Mike said calmly. "It seems I wrote something I shouldn't have."

This veteran reporter had encountered such situations more than once, so he remained relatively calm.

Klein was slightly taken aback: "Come in and talk."

After the two entered, Mike smelled the aroma of food in the living room: "Mr. Moriarty, if you're ever unwilling to be a detective, you could consider becoming a chef."

"Faced with your praise, I should invite you to dinner," Klein said with a smile while making tea. "But I'm sorry, I only made one serving."

He handed the teacup to the reporter Mike: "Let's talk about business."

Mike took out an opened letter from his pocket: "I received this in the afternoon."

Klein opened it and quickly glanced through it. The general content of the letter pointed out that today's Daily Observer had "inappropriate" content and invited Mike to chat at the "Nanshan Dance Hall" tomorrow.

It wasn't quite like the threatening letters he remembered. The wording was very polite. If he didn't know it was sent by Ms. Mandy, it would really seem like an invitation for Mike to go dancing and spend some money.

Klein asked, "What do you plan to do?"

"Of course, I have to go," Mike said experiencedly. "It would be more troublesome if I didn't.

"But it might be a little dangerous if I go alone, so I've applied to the editor-in-chief for a 10-pound commission, hoping to hire you to protect me.

"Well, it's the same as last time. Even if there's no conflict, you'll still get the commission.

"If a conflict does occur, I will add to the commission based on your contribution."

Last time he went to the East End, he only got a 10-pound commission for the whole day.

Finally, Mike judged: "I'm quite clear about these kinds of talks. As long as I promise not to write about Ms. Mandy again, I don't think a conflict is likely to occur."

While listening, Klein was casually playing with a coin. After Mike finished speaking, he suddenly flicked the coin up and caught it.

After looking at the face of the coin, Klein smiled and said, "I accept this commission."

Mike breathed a sigh of relief: "Okay, then we'll leave at eight o'clock tomorrow morning."

Klein nodded: "I won't keep you for dinner."

After seeing Mike off, Klein quickly walked to the dining room and prayed to the Goddess in his heart that dinner hadn't cooled down yet.

The next morning at eight o'clock, Klein, who had eaten breakfast early, rode in a carriage with Mike to the "Nanshan Dance Hall" on Ernst Avenue in the North District.

After getting off the carriage, Klein was slightly stunned. Before, he thought the "Nanshan Dance Hall" was similar to other dance halls, with a somewhat gloomy and vulgar decoration style, and the streetwalkers would be displayed outside like commodities.

But what he didn't expect was that the "Nanshan Dance Hall" gave people a completely different feeling.

First of all, it was a four-story building, and the front door was two to three times larger than ordinary dance halls. On the left side of the entrance was a huge hand-painted sign.

The sign didn't know what kind of dye was used, but even outdoors, the colors were still bright.

In addition to the name "Nanshan Dance Hall", the content also depicted a young woman wearing a black dress, posing in an inviting dance posture.

The image of this woman was not enchanting, but she had a lot of temperament. Her eyes and movements were natural and generous, which was significantly different from ordinary streetwalkers.

But the black silk stockings that were exposed just right made people's minds wander.

Klein suddenly had a strange feeling, and he didn't realize where that strange feeling came from until he entered the door: Even in Backlund, this was a very rare and very clever way of promotion.

… …

51 Henry Street.

Audis came to the herb shop early to replenish the herbs on the shelves.

After Kenner arrived, Audis gave a few instructions and then came to the basement in the backyard.

This small courtyard had a basement, but it was sealed off by Audis, and only he could enter it.

The door to the basement was in Audis's room. Opening the door revealed a downward staircase.

Audis stretched out his hand and injected spirituality into the correct position, and all the extraordinary traps arranged in this downward corridor were disarmed.

Down the stairs was a room the size of a living room.

This room was very empty, with only a clothes rack and a set of tables and chairs.

On the clothes rack was a black windbreaker and a black top hat, on the table were black pants and a silver mask, and on the floor next to the table were a pair of black leather shoes.

On the two walls of this basement were two "teleportation arrays" that Audis had spent nearly 9,000 pounds to build.

Like the array at 77 Hilton Avenue, it also used the "eight-pointed star" array, with a valuable "Ahona crystal" in the middle, and various colored gems were used for some key nodes.

Because this amount of money was too large, he had only been reimbursed for half of the expenses from the Church of Steam and Machinery, and there was still a long way to go before he could be fully reimbursed.

One of the "teleportation arrays" led to a room in the "Nanshan Dance Hall", and the other room led to Audis's laboratory in the suburbs.

The laboratory in the suburbs was his main laboratory.

Audis changed his clothes, put on the mask, and injected spirituality into the teleportation array leading to the "Nanshan Dance Hall". A illusory passage appeared in front of him. He stepped in, and two or three seconds later, he appeared in a room on the third floor of the "Nanshan Dance Hall".

He opened the door on the third floor, which faced the front desk on the third floor.

The female receptionist at the front desk was slightly stunned and immediately showed a smile: "Mr. Gale, you've arrived."

While speaking, she shook the bell leading to Ms. Mandy's office.

Audis, with most of his face hidden behind the mask, nodded slightly. After waiting for a while, the quite elegant Ms. Mandy walked over quickly: "Mr. Gale."

Audis said: "I read yesterday's report."

Ms. Mandy was somewhat flustered: "My work was not thorough enough. I have already arranged a meeting with that reporter Mike. He and the bodyguard he hired have arrived."

Audis nodded: "You talk about yours, I'll just sit aside and listen."

Thank you for your monthly votes. The number of monthly votes has exceeded 150, so I'm adding an extra chapter for this.

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