After fastening the latch of the compartment door and flipping the lid of the toilet seat, Klein remained seated, abandoned all distracting thoughts, and deliberated on the divination sentence:

“Leonardo Odo de Blanco was an extraordinary man of the Path of the Sun.”

Since the sun believer has taken the initiative to communicate with him about his personal experience, whether those deeds are true or false, his divination will soon receive feedback——

The prerequisite information is sufficient, the divination is successful, and the citrine pendulum is swinging clockwise at a steady speed, neither too fast nor too slow.

Klein nodded slightly, not surprised by the result:

A clergyman who is so pious to such a fanatical level is probably unlikely to lie when talking about his faith, and it would be strange to say that such a believer is not an extraordinary person...

Looking at the speed of the pendulum, I'm afraid the opponent's serial potion level is higher than the "Singer" level at the beginning of the "Sun" path...

Is it the "Light Prayer" of Sequence 8? Or the "Sun Priest" of Sequence 7?

Extraordinaries of these two sequence levels are known for their expertise in divine arts in the solar field. They are very capable of resisting corpses and ghosts, but their fighting power against humans is slightly weaker. They are not good at inspiration. When encountering problems with thieves, they need to seek help from others.

It’s not that I can’t understand it.

Silently recalling the information he had read in the Nighthawks' internal files, Klein planned to eliminate the interference of the Sun believer himself and divine whether there were supernatural factors in the theft case that occurred at the other party's home.

The second divination went surprisingly well.

Looking at the citrine pendulum moving counterclockwise, he pondered for a few seconds, put the pendulum away again, wrapped the silver chain back into the sleeve of his left hand, stood up and smoothed out the wrinkles on the surface of the formal suit, making himself look just right.

Like any respectable Luen gentleman, there is nothing special about him.

But when he was about to pull out the plug and return to the restaurant, Klein realized that he could no longer control the germination of a certain idea in his heart, and then it sprouted wildly.

Alice heard the unusual performance of his detective pseudonym; Alice reported Watson's surname, Sir Conan Doyle's name...

Are these two points the only evidence that can positively confirm that astonishing speculation?

No, definitely not more than that.

Amidst the constant clamor of inspiration, he took a deep breath, took off the silver pendulum chain in his sleeve again, and almost sighed out the doubt that he had recited countless times in his heart:

Like him, Alice is also a time traveler! And she is probably a fellow Earth traveler who has experienced time travel twice...or even multiple times!

But after a brief and hesitant stalemate, Klein finally put away the divination tools and smiled helplessly.

Not to mention that the divination question directed at Alice herself will be dispelled by her authority belonging to the gods from another world. Even if he now chooses to use the "Breath of Mind" earrings to communicate directly with her, given the character of the witch, he does not want to

When answering, I will never reveal even one more word to him...

It's just a matter of waiting a few more hours...

With this thought in mind, Klein gritted his teeth and endured the desire for discovery that tickled him unbearably. He even took a deep breath and used the technique of meditation to stop himself from thinking about the related speculations for the time being. Then he opened the bathroom.

He opened the cubicle door, went to the sink, and carefully scrubbed his hands.

Returning to the table filled with Intis delicacies, Lionel warmly greeted him to hurry up and enjoy the newly served charcoal-grilled lobster. There was no trace of the reserve of the Loen people on his sunny and handsome face.

Opposite him, the handsome man "Watson" was swaying his wine glass and smiling at him. He had an exquisite appearance that needed no elaboration. His drunken insouciance and casual laziness almost came to his face, perfectly fitting the surrounding environment.

of elegant style.

Klein glanced at the end of the aisle. Hidden behind the partition design, several waitresses with blushing faces were holding napkins and trays in their hands. From time to time, they shyly paid attention to his table, and there was a burst of laughter in his heart.

After shaking his head and sitting back in his seat, he smiled and thanked the Sun Believers for their kindness, scooped out the delicious meat from the processed and shelled lobster with a silver spoon, and nodded sternly:

"In the theft case you just mentioned, I need to know some more specific circumstances, such as the time of the theft, the property stolen by the thief, and the detailed requirements of the entrustment, etc. This will help me evaluate the risks that the entrustment will face.

"

"So, Sherlock, you are willing to take on this commission and help me recover the stolen items, right?" Lionel happily held the Holy Emblem of the Sun, without shying away from the eyes of others, and praised in a low voice.

A word about the sun.

Klein smiled politely and said:

"If the negotiation goes well, we can sign a standard contract."

After finishing speaking, the Sun believer in front of him smiled brightly and replied:

"Of course, no problem. Contracts are very important. I have many blank contracts at home, which are convenient for use."

...It seems that there is no reason to refuse.

Although he was a little concerned about Alice's wordless gesture of holding her forehead next to him, Klein swallowed the lobster meat in his mouth and asked about the contents of the commission in a business-conscious manner. However, Lionel said, "It's meal time now."

The shirk was postponed to a later date.

"From 7:30 to 8:30, the photo studio is completely free for us to use. No outsiders will come in or out. It is very suitable for talking." Lionel assured, "Photography and development.

Leave the photo work to me, I won’t leave any redundant negative backups, and you don’t have to worry about the photos being leaked, so you two can rest assured.”

It makes us look like spies here to do espionage work... Klein complained in his heart.

Soon, this enjoyable dinner for the host and guest came to an end with the final clink of glasses.

Klein looked at the almost empty plate in front of him, and then at the wine glass in Alice's hand that had been replaced at least a dozen times, and couldn't help but secretly cursed this glutton.

Fortunately, her male avatar is not as easy to get drunk as her real body. After drinking one glass of alcoholic drinks after another, she still looks like her face is not red, her heart is not beating, and her steps are as steady as the wind. There is no trace of anything.

Drunk state.

Not long after, the group of three people, who had enjoyed the night breeze for a while, left the restaurant and came to the waiting area of ​​the taxi. They randomly picked a hired carriage parked on the roadside and commented on the climate of Backlund.

Move forward steadily in the direction of the photo studio.

However, when the carriage was halfway through and Lionel had just said that it would arrive at its destination in five minutes, the carriage driver tightened the reins and controlled the wheels to slowly stop amidst the neighing of the horses ahead.

"Gentlemen, there seems to be an accident ahead. I saw police evacuating the surrounding people... Do I need to avoid this section of the road?" The coachman stood beside the carriage, knocking on the window and asking, his tone was quite nervous.

Lionel thought for a while, nodded and said:

"Then let's take a detour, it won't take more than a few minutes."

Not long after, the stopped carriage turned around and continued to drive along the street. During this episode, Klein, who had been watching the incident, noticed some incongruous details. He clicked his teeth and turned on his spiritual vision to look at the situation.

That coachman.

The overall physical condition is relatively healthy, but the color of the aura corresponding to the liver is relatively dim, which is obviously caused by the accumulation of stress from long-term employment.

He turned to observe the other person's emotional color, and noticed something strange at this glance.

Nervousness, uneasiness, panic... and other colors radiated from the inner astral body of the coachman to the outside, thus affecting the speed and frequency of his riding whip, just like driving away from the intersection just now.

Klein felt something was wrong. He frowned and was about to stop the carriage when he heard the Sun believer sitting on the opposite side of the carriage sigh:

"It should be another 'crossroads tragedy'. I think the headlines of every newspaper tomorrow and the day after tomorrow will be dominated by 'Devil at the Crossroads'."

"Devil at the crossroads?" Klein instinctively thought of the crimes committed by extraordinary people, and thought of the evil and cruelty of the "devil" path. Then he recalled that he seemed to have seen similar words in the newspaper, and the content roughly called for citizens to pay attention.

Travel safely and actively cooperate with the police’s follow-up investigation...

"In short, it is a series of bad security incidents that have caused headaches for the authorities, and the details are not very suitable as a topic for after-dinner chat."

Lionel shook his head and did not pause further on this crime that was close to being rumored in the city. He just couldn't help but put on a rare expression of contempt and complained that some officials were too incompetent and were taking advantage of people's taxes and believers.

Worshiping people cannot solve the panic spreading in urban areas. They are simply social worms.

In response to this, Klein could only maintain an awkward smile that was not rude, and tried to pretend that he did not hear the sharp words that pointed at the "punisher" and mocked him.

He was even a little envious of Alice, who said she wanted to take a nap as soon as she got on the carriage. As soon as she closed and opened her eyes, she was already in front of the photo studio. She just jumped out of the carriage refreshed and didn't have to worry about anything else.

...Perhaps it is because she knows this that she chooses to pretend to be asleep to avoid the daily discrimination of Sun believers against Storm Lord believers?

The front-facing photos required for making certificates were quickly taken.

The two of them followed Lionel up the stairs of the photo studio to the photo development room on the second floor, and watched him develop the photos under the dim lighting of the wall lamp.

Of course, chatty Sun devotees don't miss any opportunity to chat with new acquaintances.

"If my guess is correct, both of them should be extraordinary people, right?"

"...If we are not, how are you going to deal with the leak problem?" Klein was almost speechless by the other party's straightforward statement.

Lionel just laughed:

"You know, Sherlock, you and Miss Claire at that time had almost the same reaction. When she answered, she asked back - 'You don't care about the Beyonder confidentiality agreement at all, do you?', which almost stumped me."

"So how did you reply to her?" Klein asked.

"I replied that everything is guided by the sun." Lionel turned around and showed a bright smile in the darkness where there was a serious lack of light. "Similar to Miss Claire, you will be in trouble in the near future."

Contact... no, have you ever used magical items from the 'sun' realm? I have a special sealed item on my body that can help me distinguish similar traces, so when I first saw you, I knew that we must

We will become very good friends! Are you interested in learning how to praise the sun?"

...Is the brain circuit of the fanatical believers of "Eternal Blazing Sun" as puzzling as the negative effects of sealed objects of the same path?

Recalling that the side effect of Sealed Artifact "-078", which is the "Mutated Holy Emblem of the Sun", is that normal people who have been exposed to it for one hour will be purified into idiots who only know how to "praise the sun". Even extraordinary people can at most persist.

During its six hours of "persistent preaching", Klein's expression once became very strange.

He even imagined a showdown with the sun believer in front of him. He bluntly said that he had glimpsed the appearance of the "Eternal Blazing Sun" in divination, had a hand in hand with a drop of his divine blood, and also gained a lot of mystical knowledge.

wool……

But then he thought about it. After saying this, there was a high probability that the other party would loudly accuse him of disrespecting the gods. If he overreacted, he might punch him on the spot. He could only suppress such nonsensical reverie and complain a few words in his heart.

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To be continued...