Chapter 92 Others

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Backlund North District, St. Samuel's Church.

Amidst the long sound of paper turning, Sost asked casually:

"What's new in Backlund recently? What do you think is worthy of attention?"

Dai Li's eyes moved slightly, and she thought for a while and said:

"Several Extraordinaries who are cooperating with us have passed on news that recently many people are looking for an organization that believes in the 'Fool', and have given corresponding honorary names..."

After describing the honorable name of "The Fool" in Rune language, she chuckled and said: "I seem to have seen the birth of a new cult. Of course, it may be the incarnation of an old friend."

"Soest, what do you think?"

Sost thought carefully and said, "No, I have never heard of any similar organization."

At this moment, Leonard raised his head from the file and said thoughtfully: "Could this be related to the two Tarot rituals we are tracking? 'The Fool' is the beginning of the Tarot cards and the most important subject.

Card!"

Dai Li was stunned for a second and nodded thoughtfully: "Your idea is very interesting..."

"But there is no evidence. It is pure speculation, not even reasoning." Sost said with disapproval.

Leonard showed a smile and said: "Emperor Russell said, make bold assumptions and be careful to verify."

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Hillston District, Cragg Club.

Klein, who had gone straight here after leaving Harvest Church, saw the equestrian teacher Talim Dumont sitting in a secluded place as soon as he entered the hall, thinking about something.

Seeing that lunch would have to wait for a while, Klein approached and said hello with a smile: "Good afternoon, Talim, you seem to have encountered a problem again?"

Talim woke up suddenly and shook his head quickly: "No, no."

You seem to have done something wrong? Klein muttered, sat down, and then smiled:

"It's a pity that Alan and Mike are not here, otherwise we would have had a pleasant afternoon again."

Talim then smiled: "They are all very busy and have very little free time."

Before Klein could speak, he looked around and said, "Sherlock, after hearing my mention of your deeds, a big shot is very interested in you and wants to meet you. Are you willing?"

"Frankly speaking, this really makes me envious. This is a very rare opportunity."

Wait, what deeds can I do? Help Mrs. Mary catch an adulterer? Accompany reporter Mike to a brothel? Even though I went to the East District several times, I didn't do anything extraordinary, and the East District was put under martial law several times because of that big thing.

Oh my god, since I haven't been charged by Chavas until now, it proves that Maria's confidentiality work is very good... At most, you only know that I have made a certain contribution to the serial murder case, and help you by providing consultation.

Doctor Allen solved the nightmare problem... Klein was confused for a while.

After two seconds, he suddenly understood the reason.

It must have been that when the big shot asked Talim if he knew any good detectives, he could only think of me, so he took the initiative to help me add some descriptions that sounded very powerful, such as the real person behind the scenes in the serial murder case.

The detective who solved the case in which Mrs. Mary's ex-husband collaborated with his wife to transfer the property of Coim Company was a detective with strong mobility, keen sense of smell, and precise shots... This is business blowing... Klein secretly sighed.

He considered it carefully and said: "Talim, I'm sorry. As a detective, I have my own principles, which is to try not to get involved in matters involving big shots. It may be just a small sneeze-like friction to the upper stage.

It is very likely to bring unbearable disaster to me."

"I won't label myself, so I won't go meet the big shot."

"...You are very sensible." Talim said thoughtfully, "The big shot has anticipated this kind of reaction and thinks that such a detective is more trustworthy. So maybe he will still come to you in the future to do some commissions that have nothing to do with the upper class.

."

That's good... Klein smiled and nodded.

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For lunch, Klein chose creamy matsutake feneport pasta, served with garlic clam chowder and steamed egg custard. The membership fee is so expensive, so he must make his money back, not to mention that the club’s chef is very skilled and can make him eat every time.

Until I can't eat anything anymore.

Talim still looked worried, but since he didn't want to talk, it was inconvenient for Klein to ask. The two chatted occasionally, talking about the weather, the market, and the latest fashion trends. Talim

During this rambling conversation, I gradually relaxed a little, the worry on my face became less, and I gradually relaxed and enjoyed my lunch happily.

When he was about to finish eating, Klein looked around: "Isn't Mr. Vaughn here lately?"

Talim dipped the sauce into the last piece of steak, wiped his mouth with a napkin with satisfaction, and replied with a smile: "It's already November, and the year before is the busiest time for writers. Sherlock,

What you don’t know is that at this time every year, Mr. Vaughn will be immersed in writing at home, and will come out after completing the commissioned manuscripts."

After saying that, Talim shook his head mockingly: "I still have something I want to find him for, but it's a pity that I haven't seen him in the past two days..."

So that’s it… Senior Angel seems to enjoy the life of ordinary people.

Klein, who was thinking about taking the initiative to visit, silently gave up the idea, because he couldn't bring out items from the extraordinary world, nor could he prepare a table of good meals like the senior angels. Taking the liberty of visiting would be suspected of cheating, and angels were not.

My good neighbor is lawyer Jürgen. And it is very impolite to disturb others while they are working. Since they are no longer going out, maybe the senior is not very willing to receive guests at this time.

"Sherlock, you seem to be very familiar with Mr. Edward? I remember that the first time I tried to introduce you, I failed and you left first."

Talim was a little curious: "When did you meet?"

You actually introduced me to Him? I have no impression at all. It should have been in private... He and I met at the sewer entrance. Of course, I can't tell you this.

Klein wiped his nose subconsciously and began to distort the facts: "I met Mr. Edward by chance on the way to complete the commission. Later, I found that we got along well with each other, and we gradually became familiar with him."

Talim had no doubt about what the great detective said, and even smiled in anticipation: "That's what I guessed."

"When we went to Mr. Carter's dinner before, Mr. Carter especially praised you as a great detective in front of us. Only then did I find out that you are not only good at marksmanship and agility, but you can also drive snakes away!"

Mr. Carter? Who is Mr. Carter - the snake exorcist? Is it Miller Carter? The rich man who bought the Pound family's mansion with a secret basement? You and Angel Senior happened to attend his dinner? What a coincidence

, Backlund is so small... Klein replied without changing his expression: "It was just a small thing. In the end, the underground building that was in disrepair collapsed."

"Did Mr. Edward say anything?"

To be on the safe side, he couldn't help but ask.

After all, Miss Sharon requested that the place be blown up so that she, like a ghost, could enter freely to obtain items. If Mr. Edward is also interested there, I'm afraid I have to inform Miss Sharon in advance... But this is not because I leaked the secret.

, I did not break the agreement, this is a coincidence that no one expected... Klein thought silently.

Now he has a natural resistance to the word "coincidence".

"Mr. Edward just felt a little curious and didn't say anything." Talim recalled it and didn't take it to heart. He stood up. After the carefree lunch time, the previous worries appeared on his face again.

.

"It's time for me to go, Sherlock. It was nice chatting with you, but there are still people waiting for me. See you another day."

Seeing him looking tired and hurriedly walking towards the club's exit, Klein also stood up and said goodbye to him with a smile.

"See you later."

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"Dear Dean Norma, Zhan Xin'an."

"Today is November 8th. Long time no see. I am Admisor."

"As you can see, I am now free from chaos and can think, study, read and write normally. With everyone's help, I have mastered meditation, gradually controlled my inspiration, and completed a promotion."

"Now, I can predict my daily luck through inspiration."

"I told Mr. Sean that he wouldn't win a lottery ticket. He didn't believe it, but he didn't win."

"We have obtained some funds, and the human trafficking issue has been solved recently. Many things are developing in a good direction. Miss Maria took the opportunity to expand the scale of the factory and recruit more workers. Now, our three

The factory already has more than 400 employees."

"Miss Maria chose me to be her assistant, and I began to learn to handle some simple matters. She seemed to want to train me to be a manager to prepare me for entering the sect in the future. I don't know if I can do it without

Live up to her expectations."

"I will work hard."

"Is everything okay there? I saw Aliya here. She is studying at Backlund University. The scholarships and subsidies provided by the school are enough to support her life. She can eat bread with meat every day.

He’s also grown a bit taller.”

"I have applied to Miss Maria. I hope to return to you at the end of this year and spend the New Year with you."

“Once again I wish you good health!”

"Your sincere child, Admisor, yours truly."

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In the dark and dark stowaway boat, a fat man wearing a turban couldn't bear his temper and kept asking the people next to him in a low voice: "Are you there yet?"

"It's been a long time since we sailed!"

"Didn't you say we could arrive today?"

"I have nothing left to throw up!"
To be continued...