"In other words, because Detective Essinger Stanton escaped, he knew that he could no longer eliminate the targets one by one covertly, so he had to find another way, but this method is meaningless?

"Also, when we were at Detective Stanton's house, he had clearly targeted me and was always watching me. Why didn't he take action? Would he still care about me, an ordinary private detective?

"No, this is absolutely impossible... He knows that I am an extraordinary person? It is possible that because of the lost side effect of the master key, I directly encountered the devil dog. It saw my appearance and figure, although I did not do anything at the time.

A certain disguise, but I don't know if the 'devil' can see through this...

"Perhaps, after that incident, it was presented to its owner in some way...

"However, I couldn't even defeat the demon dog at that time and could only run away in confusion. What did he have to worry about? Unless he was also worried about other things, such as Isengard Stanton who was hiding nearby due to injury?

"He wrote to me very openly, thinking that I, a wild extraordinary person, would not dare to seek official help?"

Klein inspected the house with questions in his mind and made his way to the second floor.

When he opened the bedroom door, another letter jumped into his eyes. This letter lay quietly on the desk, as if he had been waiting for a long time.

Klein picked up the unpacked envelope, unfolded it gently, and saw a line of words outlined in dark red:

"You're next."

The next one... is so arrogant... Klein couldn't help but sigh.

At this moment, he suddenly felt something in his heart, raised his head and looked out the window.

The glow of gas street lamps reflects on their exterior walls, forming areas of staggered light and dark.

Suddenly, the shadows in those areas squirmed and twisted, forming a black shadow wearing a straight tuxedo.

The shadow raised its right hand, made a gun shape, and pointed it at Klein.

Immediately, it retracted its arm and blew its "muzzle".

Immediately afterwards, it fell backwards silently, turning into countless disconnected shadows again.

…

"I didn't expect to see you again so soon."

Edward, who had not yet reached the intersection of the street, stood under the gas street lamp, gently stroking the head of the cane with his right hand, his expression a little funny: "You said he also sent you a threatening letter? He actually left such an obvious connection with the occult.

, I really think that my life will be long by relying on anti-divination."

"Is this the first time this kid has left the jurisdiction of the Beria family?"

It's really good. He also knows how to use smoke bombs. If it weren't for me, I would have guessed that Beria came to Backlund alone for an ulterior purpose. Now I definitely think that he has a bad mind.

He sent threatening letters to every detective who killed the dog in a big way, and also attacked the Essinger in advance, all to attract the attention of detectives and officials, right? The police will be under martial law for a long time because of this, so that he can have enough space to secretly

to do something.

Not bad, although the strength is not good, but the cunning aspect is barely qualified.

Considering the anti-divination characteristics of the Devil's Path, Edward didn't ask any more questions.

Klein was equally helpless and had already started planning to call the police. He said to himself next to him: "After picking up the threatening letter, I looked through the window and saw a black shadow on the roof of the building opposite..."

Edward raised his eyebrows slightly: "Upstairs opposite, just now?"

"Yes."

"I know." He glanced in the direction of Klein's finger and smiled, "You are very courageous."

I didn't see it, I didn't feel it at all.

There was always no one there.

TBC

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