"Shh!"

After a soft sound that wasn't too harsh, the burly man slowly fell down. There was still confusion and confusion in his eyes. He seemed to want to cry out for help, but his slender and tender little hands were tight. He held his throat so tightly that no matter how hard he struggled, he could only make a "uh-uh" sound like the wind was leaking.

"It's simpler than I thought, it looks like it's just Sequence Nine." Dragging the burly figure into the alley, Triss began to strip the grizzly bear's body—well, to be precise, stripping his clothes.

It's not that she has awakened any perverted hobby, just to be on the safe side.

Although the public security environment in the East District, as long as the body is placed here, within two hours, all the valuables on him will be swept away by the people who find him.

But considering that it is also possible that Grizzly's forces found him first, Triss decided to do the work herself.

Throwing the found few soles and a pack of cigarettes into her pocket, Triss took out a pocket watch and looked at the time. Although women in this era usually wore pocket watches, Triss still thought she should be A man, so she still chose this male-biased timing tool.

His waiting time was not too long. After a while, a crystal drop of scarlet blood with a texture like mercury oozes out from the chest of "Grizzly". Gives a peculiar appeal.

"I haven't seen this Beyonder characteristic before, and I don't know which way it came from. Let's take a divination when we go back... If you can't find a buyer, you can throw it to that cat."

Triss wrapped her hands with spirituality, picked up the drop of liquid, and stuffed it into the cigarette case.

As for those cigarettes, Triss had already wrapped them in the peeled clothes, and planned to throw them into the Tussock River in a while. If they were thrown around, they would be easily discovered by subsequent investigators, thus locking them into the Extraordinary's crimes.

...

Just when Triss easily settled a business worth two hundred and fifty pounds (including Beyonder characteristics), Klein came to a residence.

This house is not a townhouse, but a small villa with a yard, and according to Klein's prior understanding, the rent of such a villa is even higher than that of the townhouse at No. 15 Minsk Street that he is currently renting. Row houses are even cheaper, only two soules more expensive than the rent at 2 Daffodil Street!

Thinking of Daffodil Street, Clyde's mood sank slightly, but the corners of his mouth turned up again, forming a bright and godless smile.

Considering the "extraordinary power" that appeared in the divination, Klein didn't plan to break in directly to investigate. Anyway, Mr. Melas didn't give him a camera, and even if he did discover adultery, there would be no evidence.

Rather than taking an unprofitable risk, Klein intends to go back first and hand over the address here to Mr. Melas tomorrow to see if that gentleman has any further entrustment.

But just as he was about to leave, the door of the residence suddenly opened again, and a woman in casual clothes walked out of it. Although she was dressed up, Klein recognized at a glance that it was definitely Mrs. Melas!

"Fortunately, I didn't go back directly... It looks like this is just a safe house for changing clothes?" Klein frowned slightly, but he didn't plan to follow Mrs. Melas. He was very sure that even if the other party changed clothes, it would still be the same. They would leave in a carriage, and instead of chasing while divination, investigating the house might get some clues.

With the help of Clown's balance and agility, Klein deftly climbed over the wall. Although it was broad daylight, Backlund's climate, which was hidden in clouds and fog all day, gave him enough cover.

After passing through the garden, Klein took a few steps to the side of the house, and after looking around for a while, he easily climbed to the balcony on the second floor using the water pipe.

"I didn't see the servants...isn't there,

Still on the first floor? Klein looked into the room through the balcony, and after confirming that there were no servants in the room, he took out a card and easily opened the latch.

Klein didn't rush into the balcony, but carefully cleaned his shoes and walked in after confirming that no footprints would be left.

"Why is there so much dust?" Klein frowned, slightly puzzled. The furnishings in the house were neatly arranged, but a thin layer of dust could be seen, even though the air quality in Backlund was very poor. It will take a week or two at least to accumulate such dust.

However, this also made Klein a little bolder. After all, if it was so dirty, at least it meant that there were no servants to clean here.

Relying on the dexterity of the clown, Klein tried his best to reduce the possibility of leaving footprints. It was only after he ran the whole house that he realized that there were only a series of old and new footprints in the corridor on the first floor. .

This is a typical lady's footprint, some of which have even been re-covered by dust, and these footprints all point to a door with a brass handle.

"According to the layout, this should be a guest room, right?"

Klein muttered, took out a coin from his arms, and said silently:

"There are traps or traps behind the door."

As his pupils became pitch black, the coin also bounced high with a loud bang.

When the gold coin fell, the upside-down side made him relax slightly.

"On the other hand, it means negation, there is no mechanism set up, it seems that this lady is not worried about someone sneaking in? Or, is it unexpected?" Klein thought so, took out a handkerchief, put it on the handle, twisted it open, and took out Unexpectedly, there was no dust in the room behind this door.

"Do you only clean one house?" Klein walked into the house carefully, but found nothing worth paying attention to. There was a jewelry box on the dresser with mirror, and inside it was a set that should have been worn when traveling today. Jewelry, the clothes you wear when you come here are neatly stacked in the closet, other than that, there are only a few cheap civilian clothes.

"Is it really just a safe house for changing clothes? But Mr. Melas' mansion is located in Hillston District, so even if you go out in casual clothes, there will be no problem!" Klein became more and more puzzled by this lady's behavior. He got up, but soon, he thought of a possibility to untie a brand-new blue crystal pendulum from his wrist—this was recreated before he came to Backlund.

He held the pendulum with his left hand, took out a note with his right hand, and wrote a line on it—

"In this house, there are secret rooms or secret compartments."

Although it is also possible to use coins for divination, when there is a relatively stable environment, Klein still prefers to use the more accurate pendulum method.

As he closed his eyes and silently recited the divination statement, Klein's spirituality slowly spread, and the spiritual pendulum in his hand began to rotate rhythmically.

After seven recitations, he opened his eyes—

The pendulum is turning clockwise!

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