Mystery: Start with the Reader

In the single-family house in the East District, Abner, lying on the bed, opened his eyes. He habitually checked whether the wall of spirituality had been touched before he lowered his head and thought:

"My act of giving the 'sacrifice' ritual will definitely arouse Klein's suspicion. He will probably think that I am testing him."

"But it doesn't matter. After all, I have no intention of hurting him. Instead, I have been helping him. Klein, as long as you have helped him sincerely, he will try his best to repay him. This is not just because of suspicion." , he won’t do it.”

"Hey, speaking of which, I chose to help him within my ability. Firstly, it is because he is a character in my favorite novel. I am willing to help him easily; Leave a way out..."

Thinking of the God of Knowledge and Wisdom and the ancestor of the Blood Race who seemed to have made plans for him, Abner felt a little overwhelmed. He wanted to find out what their plans were, but he didn't dare to really explore them. For the "Knowledge Keeper" of the reader's path, it is simply terrible.

Shaking his head, throwing the messy thoughts out of his mind, Abner took out the box containing the "clown mask" from his bag.

In the teacher's office, there were servants who came in and out, and customers who came in and out from time to time. Abner simply used the "pure white eyes" to analyze the ability of the "clown mask", and did not actually wear it to experiment. .

If someone happened to see him when he put on a woman's face, it would be unclear.

But now that he was in a private house in the East District, he didn't have that worry, so he could try it with peace of mind.

To be cautious, Abner opened the "Pure White Eye" first, and then picked up the mask and put it on his face.

Immediately, he felt a cool touch on his face, and then a simple idea was conveyed to his mind, urging him to go somewhere and do something.

This idea was not strong at first, but Abner could clearly feel that it would become more and more intense as time went on. If it really dragged on for an hour or two, ordinary Beyonders might not be able to withstand it its driven.

Even with the suppression of the pure white eyes, it just prevents it from actually manipulating Abner, but the temptation of thoughts like tarsus maggots always exists, and it is getting stronger and stronger.

"Using this mask with the 'Mechanical Mind' when the 'Pure White Eye' is activated, you can safely wear it for a few more hours, but the essence is not much different...Although this mask has the characteristics of 'alive' , but the level of intelligence is too far behind the 'Sword of Dawn', and it is not sensitive to the suppression from high-ranking entities."

Abner muttered to himself, then turned his gaze to the half-length mirror on the wall, and then saw a not outstanding, but very charming female face.

It is said that she is not outstanding because her facial features are mediocre. She is not very beautiful, but she is very attractive. It belongs to the kind of appearance that is easily overlooked at a glance, but can be impressed upon serious inspection.

She is very charming because this face has a pair of bright and indifferent eyes, giving people a sense of wisdom and elegance.

Abner looked carefully at the female face he had disguised, and nodded secretly, thinking that as long as he put on a little make-up on this basis, he would not be able to tell that it was a female face... But he didn't know that the previous owner of the mask used this What bad things did Zhang Lian do? If the sufferer recognizes him, wouldn't he be blamed?

After trying the strength, speed, and balance abilities brought by the mask, Abner took it off with satisfaction and put it back in the box.

...

17 Rotans Street, Jorwood. Sergeant Farthing helped his wife get out of the carriage, came to a single-family house with a garden, and knocked on the door.

Soon, a servant opened the door and came out. When he saw Faxin, he immediately showed guilt and said:

"I'm sorry, Sheriff Farthing, but Dr. Leonardo is out.

"

Sergeant Farthing was taken aback for a moment, then showed displeasure, and said, "I remember I made an appointment for this time slot before."

"I'm sorry, Sheriff. But the doctor didn't come home, and the patients who had many appointments yesterday and today couldn't see him." The male servant also said helplessly.

Sergeant Farthing frowned, and asked him to ask another question out of professional habits, and said, "Mr. Leonardo is a very punctual gentleman...Did he tell you when he would be back before he went out?"

The servant hesitated for a moment when he heard the words, but he was also worried about his employer's abnormality and long absence, so he finally replied: "Doctor, he is in a hurry to go out. I only saw him get into a car in a hurry." A carriage with an unfamiliar badge. But he sent a letter back today, saying that I don’t have to worry about it, he will spend some time outside, and asked me to cancel all the appointments.”

Sergeant Farthing breathed a sigh of relief when he heard the words, but still asked with some vigilance: "Are you sure that the letter was written by Dr. Leonardo himself?"

"Yes, Mr. Sheriff. I have followed the doctor for more than ten years, and there is no way I can mistake his handwriting." The valet assured seriously.

"Okay... Now that's the case, do you know if there is any pregnancy medicine that Dr. Leonardo prepared for my wife before? My wife's pregnancy reaction is very serious, and she is not young, so she really needs that kind of medicine." The help of the medicine." Sheriff Farthing had no choice but to settle for the next best thing.

"Yes, the doctor actually prepared it before he left. He also specifically asked me to bring the medicine to you. Well, wait a moment."

...

Tingen City, Halls Block, Divination Club meeting room.

Because of Angelica's strong recommendation, Klein, who is worth 2 pennies in divination, has a good business today. Several people came to him for "consultation". One was divination for a child who just turned 1 year old. Klein directly drew The astrolabe, the other party is convinced and satisfied.

The other one was looking for items. Klein used Tarot divination combined with dream divination to lock him in a rough range. This surprised him, because he had never seen a fortune teller who gave such accurate information.

"Maybe I can gather enough money to buy all the spiritual materials for the 'sacrifice' ceremony just by divination for people? Well, I know it's impossible...but what will I do with Mr. 'Tower' in the next Tarot meeting?" Say? Mister Fool can’t try it because he doesn’t have the materials?” Klein, who gave the tip, put on his hat, took his cane, and walked towards the club door while thinking.

"Or go to ask old Neil again, and ask him what reason should be used to reimburse the extra material costs?"

"Speaking of which, the last time the 'Tower' reminded us that secret-seekers are easily polluted by the knowledge instilled by the 'Hidden Sage'. I even visited Old Neil's house in the name of being a guest, but I didn't find anything. Well, wait until tomorrow When you go to ask Old Neil for advice, find another excuse to make an appointment to come to the door, if there is still no problem, then it means that the 'eye' behind Old Neil was just an accident."

At this moment, he saw Ms. Christina, who had asked him for divination before, come in again, accompanied by a young girl wearing a lotus leaf hat.

When Christina saw Klein, she immediately greeted him, lowered her voice and asked:

"Mr. Moretti, you said before that if you have items related to Lanwusi, you can try to divine his whereabouts?"

"That's right." Klein nodded.

Christina took a breath and asked in a deep voice:

"Then does his child count as a related item?"

...

Tuesday, July 24.

In the Essinger Detective Agency in Hillston District, Abner had just had breakfast and was about to go to the police station in the Bridge District to collect the police files when Sergeant Farthing came in from the outside.

Abner saw him, greeted him, and said apologetically, "Sheriff, it's unfortunate that you came. The teacher went out early in the morning. It seems that there is a big case that needs his help."

"I know that it should be a fraudster who defrauded a large amount of money in other places and is suspected to have entered Backlund. The police stations in all districts have received a warrant for that person...Because the reward is very high, many police stations are hiring him in private. The detectives are looking. But I'm not here to find your teacher."

At this point, Sergeant Farthing looked at Abner and said with a smile: "After the dance the day before yesterday, your reputation in the police system has risen rapidly, and everyone regards you as a famous detective in the future."

At this time, Abner had already seen the purpose of the sheriff's visit, and said thoughtfully: "So, Sheriff Farthing, what do you want to entrust me to investigate today? You didn't use your identity as a policeman to formally request assistance. ...So. Is it your private matter?"

"Excellent reasoning, as expected of a future famous detective who became famous at a young age." Sergeant Farthing applauded, then serious face, solemnly said: "You are right, I want you to help me investigate The whereabouts of a doctor!"