Chapter 190: The Fate of a Private Detective (Monday Asking for Recommendation Votes)

He's dead?

Will Unsetin is dead?

And it seems to have been dead for a while!

Could this be fake?

Crane looked at the child's corpse in shock and suspicion, and many thoughts popped up in his heart.

In his cognition, Will Onsetin is a special child of his own, and may have a certain connection with the sequence 1 "Mercury Serpent" of the "monster" pathway.

The divination game he played, his casual remark "Doctor, your luck will get worse", made Eren unlucky for a long time; he folded a thousand paper cranes, so that Alan's astral spirit body could be located in the spirit world and be instilled with artificially created revelations; his whereabouts, even if Crane was above the gray mist, could only glimpse one or two, and it was difficult to reach an effective conclusion...... How could such a child have died inexplicably? before Dr. Allen had even dreamed?

Crane narrowed his eyes slightly, endured intense nausea, and examined the highly decomposed corpse closely, revealing some torn tarot cards in the surrounding dirt.

His spiritual instincts told him that the corpse in front of him was most likely Will Unsetin.

It's really shocking and incomprehensible...... Go back to the Grey Mist to see if Will Onsetin is faked...... Wait, what does this have to do with me? I've long decided not to get involved in this matter, lest I get entangled in some "mercury snake", which may be even more terrible than the seal "0-08...... Klein snapped back to his senses and said to the frightened grave keeper and Dr. Allen, who was about to collapse in fright:

"Call the police!"

"Good, good!" the grave keeper replied for a moment, then in a loud voice.

With his shovel in hand, he turned and ran out of the woods, as fast as if a living corpse was chasing him from behind.

Sure enough, he is just an ordinary person, and he is not cautious at all, in this case, shouldn't he beware of the evil intentions of the people around him? If you expose your back, it is easy to be slapped with a shovel...... Crane glanced at the grave keeper's back, sighed and shook his head.

When he was in the Tingen Value Nighter Squad, he read a lot of case files and found that many victims were cheated by their accomplices in this way.

Thinking of this, Klein walked up to Dr. Allen, bent down and stretched out his hand:

"There's nothing to be afraid of, he's dead. ”

“...... It's just that you're dead that makes people afraid. Alan calmed down a little, didn't accept Klein's support, and got up on his own.

His long black gown was covered in mud, and Crane was inexplicably distressed.

I can't see anything of value damaged...... He sighed in his heart.

Seeing that Alan was still a little panicked, Klein smiled and said:

"At times like these, praying to the gods you believe in can have good results. ”

"Really?" said Alan, who was stunned for a moment, tapped four times clockwise on his chest, and whispered, "Goddess of the Night, exalted than the stars, and older than eternity, your devout believers ask for your favor......"

In repeated whispers, he slowly eased up, no longer as frightened as he had just been.

Klein also drew a triangular emblem on his chest, and said to himself silently:

"O god of steam and machines, you are not a devout believer at all and ask for your favor......"

As he spoke, he couldn't help but laugh at himself, suspecting that he might be killed by lightning on the spot.

However, lightning and thunder belong to the Lord of the Storm and are not in the realm of the gods of steam and machinery...... Klein thought rather relaxedly.

After more than 20 minutes, the two sat in the interrogation room of a nearby police station.

During the transcription, Klein confessed to telling the officers that he was just a private investigator on a commission and had no idea what was going on, and Dr. Allen described his dreams in detail and the reason for the exhumation.

Klein could tell that the policemen didn't believe it at all, but after they went out for a walk, they immediately changed their attitude, saying that Dr. Allen and Detective Moriarty were not suspicious, and they only needed to sign their statements and leave.

Alan was surprised, but Crane wasn't surprised at all, it was obvious that someone on duty had come forward.

The benefits of having the doctor go to the Church of the Stars to find the bishop in advance were manifested.

Before leaving the police station, Klein was not surprised to see a familiar figure, it was the night watchman who had entered his dream before.

The night watchman, who may have been the captain, was still wearing a gray trench coat, which was more frost-resistant than Klein, and his blue eyes swept away, and he looked away from Crane's face without the slightest abnormality, pretending that he was just an ordinary senior inspector.

Crane, who also pretended to be just an ordinary private detective, pushed down his glasses, put on a half-height silk top hat, and left the police station with Dr. Allen and got into the carriage.

After instructing his coachman to go to Minsk Street first, Allen turned to look at Klein:

"Sherlock, do you think it's going to end here?"

"If that body was really Will Ensettein, you wouldn't be bothered anymore. Klein paused, "Alan, have you felt strange in any other way during this time? ”

Alan thought about it seriously, shook his head and said:

"Nope. ”

"This is something to celebrate!" Klein said with a sigh of relief.

For him, it would be best for Will Onsetin's affair to end like this, although the thousand paper cranes that Klein folded above the gray fog would not reveal anything, and there was nothing wrong with the divination afterwards, but he was still a little worried about which night watchman had a whim, so as to find some clues, and now, with Will Onsetin's death, the case may soon come to a dead end, be put in the file, and be declared closed for the time being, and no one will pay attention to it without new circumstances.

Alan relaxed, and turned to wonder: "Frankly, I don't think my confession is too convincing, why did those police officers choose to believe it in the end?"

"I don't know. Klein deliberately pretended to be stupid, "I thought I had to ask my lawyer to take me home again, no, bail me home." ”

Alan unusually hooked the corners of his mouth and said:

"Sherlock, you seem to have a lot of experience in getting into the police station?"

Klein laughed and replied in a deep voice:

"This is the fate of every private investigator. ”

............

Just as Klein and Alan were being brought into the police station near Green's Cemetery, Forth Wall, dressed in an elegant black dress and a black floppy hat with a pinlaid mesh hanging down, entered the somewhat silent cemetery and found the grave that belonged to Mrs. Ann Lisa.

She and Hugh had gone to Queens an hour earlier to see Viscount Glerint, and had been told that they were willing to borrow £400 without any interest.

Viscount Glerint's only request was that the two Extraordinary Beings accompany him to the gathering that Mr. A will convene tonight to keep him safe, and he is in a hurry to collect the "Crown Jellyfish's Venom Crystal" to complete the "Medicine Man" potion concoction.

- The "horn of an adult one-horned pegasus" has been found by Audrey from the family treasury and obtained one in the name of biological experiments, which effectively offsets some of her debts.

And she also put forward an additional condition, asking Viscount Gleilint to use several of Duke Negan's children to confirm whether the dragon specimen in the other party's treasury belonged to the Thousand Faces Hunter, and to confirm whether there were still flashes of light in it.

After securing the loan, Firth did not rush to pray to Mr. "Fool" to complete the transaction as soon as possible, because it would be too quick and would make Hugh intuitively think that something was wrong, and thus make him suspicious.

Taking advantage of his free time, Furth changed his clothes and rented a carriage to go to Green Cemetery, located on the outskirts of the West End.

Knowing the law of immortality and conservation of extraordinary properties, Firth already understood that the main material for becoming an "apprentice" was the extraordinary properties left by Mrs. Ann Lisa, and she was equivalent to inheriting the power of the other party.

So, she couldn't help but want to come here once and say thank you by placing a bouquet of flowers in front of Mrs. Ann Lisa's tombstone.

It was early winter, and most of the flowers had long since withered, but Furth still bought a handful of elegant flowers.

This is a flower grown in a glass greenhouse, and it is quite expensive.

Thanks to Russell the Great for his invention...... Furth said heartily.

As far as she knew, most of the flowers used by the nobles at their winter feasts came from glass greenhouses, and a small number were sent directly from the warm regions of the south by airships, which was beyond the range that the ordinary middle class could bear.

Standing in front of the black tombstone, Firth took a few deep looks at the picture that belonged to Mrs. Ann Lisa, bent down to lay down the flowers, and whispered:

"Thank you. ”

She straightened up, closed her eyes, and quietly recalled the past.

At this moment, she heard a slightly old voice:

"You are such a kind and kind lady. ”

Firth opened his eyes and turned his head to see that Mr. Lawrence, who was from the Abrahamic family, had also appeared at some point, also holding a light bouquet of flowers in his hand.

"No, it's not kindness, it's not kindness, Mrs. Lisa Ann once gave me an unforgettable and warm time when I lost my mother. Furth said sincerely.

Her eyes were suddenly moist.

Lawrence only had some wrinkles at the corners of his eyes, and while putting down the flowers, he sighed:

"It shows that you value camaraderie. ”

After a few casual chit-talks, Furth was about to take his leave, and Lawrence was waving his hand when he suddenly coughed violently.

Ahem, ahem!

He coughed so hard that his feet went limp, and he fell to the ground coughing, as if he was going to suffocate at any moment.

As a doctor who graduated from a regular college, Furth did not hesitate to turn back, crouch down, and start first aid.

After some busyness, Lawrence's condition finally stabilized, he wiped the saliva from the corners of his mouth, and smiled at Folsi:

"Ma'am, can you take me back to the hotel?"

"No problem. Furth helped the other to his feet.

Lawrence looked ahead, his eyes slightly out of focus, and he coughed lightly, laughing half sadly and half self-deprecatingly:

"My life may have come to an end......"

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