Chapter 137 "Red Gloves" Leaves
After leaving the gray fog, Klein looked around vigilantly.
The first time he performed the ritual to enter the gray fog space at the Blackthorn Security Company, he was a little nervous. He was afraid that his teammates would open the locked door, break through the spiritual wall, and see him standing there stiffly as if possessed, not responding when called.
Fortunately, the lounge hadn't changed since he "left".
Using a ritual dagger to cut through the spiritual wall, Klein opened the door and returned to the pitch-black hall.
The two night watchmen and the Red Gloves captain were still talking in low voices. He could hear incomprehensible conversations such as "Write this into the report" and "Don't worry, many teams in the parish have magical items that they keep privately."
"Hmm—" Klein pretended to clear his throat before groping in the dark to the sofa and coffee table in the center of the reception hall.
Crash——
Someone at the window drew aside the curtains, letting a ray of moonlight into the room, casting a crimson hue on the furniture and the people present.
Klein looked over in surprise and found a pair of purple eyes fixed on him.
He nodded in thanks and found a single sofa to sit on in the moonlight. Dunn and Soster beside him also looked over, waiting for the conclusion of the "fortune teller".
"The good news is that 'Ms. D' is no longer in Tingen City. She must have left Tingen quickly, just as Captain Soest said, and is recovering from her injuries in a secret base somewhere."
"Well, that's good news indeed."
After hearing Klein's words, Soest clenched his left hand, as if it were some kind of habitual gesture to express joy, but his swollen fingers made him relax after a brief clench, and he stopped moving.
"At least we don't have to worry about her sneaking in here tonight and causing a scene, or going to a member's house to seek revenge."
Dunn also smiled and joked.
"But there's some bad news. She came into contact with quite a few people in Tingen, and most of their faces were unclear in the dream divination, indicating a lack of relevant information or insufficient connections. However, there's one face I recognize: Lanevus."
Just now, in the locked lounge, Klein had considered whether to inform the captain and the Red Gloves of this information. This might cause them to question the validity of the divination and even suspect that he had additional information channels.
But concealing information could also lead to serious consequences. After weighing the pros and cons, he decided to tell everyone the divination results.
Hearing this name, Angel, Dunn, and Soster all turned their gazes towards Klein.
Unfortunately, there was confusion in the eyes of two of them.
"Laneverus, who is that?"
Dunn murmured.
It's fine if Soest doesn't know, but the captain... well, I shouldn't test his memory.
Klein smiled bitterly.
"The owner of the 'Lanverus Steel Company' in the southern district recently launched an investment project, raising funds from numerous wealthy individuals in Tingen City. He then absconded with the funds, making off with tens of thousands of pounds."
Angel, who was by the window, answered for him. She was still leaning against the wall next to the window with her arms folded, perhaps to avoid the dim light outside the window.
Dunn then remembered the wanted criminal worth hundreds of pounds. It was said that the bounty on his head was still increasing. Some victims who had lost large sums of money even claimed that they could be rewarded according to a percentage of the stolen money recovered. As a result, all the private detectives in Tingen and even many police officers joined this "search game".
After listening to the stories of several Tingen Night Hunters, Soest fell into deep thought. After a moment, he looked up at Klein and said:
"Are you sure this person has a close connection with the Aurora Society and Ms. D, and not just a passing acquaintance?"
"Those who can be divined must have more connections, otherwise dream divination would not reveal their identity."
Klein was very confident in his divination in the gray fog.
"So, Lanevus is very likely closely connected to the Aurora Society. Even the money he embezzled was intended for them..." Angel also speculated in a low voice, "Could he also be a member of the Aurora Society, or even a Beyonder?"
"Regardless of whether he's a Beyonder or not, since he's had contact with the Aurora Association and is even suspected of providing funding, we need to arrest him."
Soester said he massaged his left palm with his right hand, trying to reduce the swelling quickly, but with little success.
"Dunn, provide a wanted poster for Lanevus later. I'll bring it back to Backlund tomorrow and have the rest of the Red Glove team keep an eye out for this fugitive. Tingen should also urgently search for clues. He may be the key to our capture of Ms. D."
Dunn nodded and suddenly asked:
"You're going back tomorrow?"
"Yes, we'll leave early tomorrow morning. Although we didn't kill or control Ms. D this mission, we did successfully injure her and escape from Tingen City. She won't be able to cause trouble anytime soon."
Captain Soester of the "Red Gloves" answered, his eyes narrowed, and his soft features looked a little serious in the crimson moonlight.
"This has partially achieved the purpose of this operation. When we return to Backlund, we will apply for a higher-level seal to search for her and resolve this hidden danger as soon as possible."
"Then after Henry and Lares recover, you can stay in the guest room on the third floor and have a good rest tonight."
Dunn did not ask why Soster was in such a hurry to go back, but quickly arranged everything.
He then led the other party through the partition and went to the basement to check on the injuries of the two injured, leaving Klein and Angel in the reception hall.
After the two captains' footsteps faded, Klein turned his gaze to Angel standing by the wall and asked:
"I just heard your conversation. Is Soest planning to include your magical item in his mission report?"
The latter did not answer immediately, but walked from the window to the center of the reception hall, sat on the sofa, picked up her cup of coffee, took a sip, and then slowly said:
"He promised to only write about combat, and also said that many cities' Nighthawks have similar situations. As long as the side effects of magical items are minor, the church usually won't interfere."
No side effects...
Klein resisted the urge to turn on the gas to scare the lady in front of him and changed the subject:
"I saw the battle in the divination. It was thrilling. Fortunately, you were not injured... Um, I mean you and the captain."
He added, remembering the two "Red Gloves" still receiving treatment in the basement.
What was I going to say before? Why are you talking about these useless things...
Seeing Angel looking at him curiously in the moonlight, Klein was speechless. His mind was in a mess, and he didn't know what to say next.
"Thanks……"
"I……"
The two spoke at the same time, then shut up modestly, leaving the reception room in an awkward silence.
The sound of footsteps came from far away, and Dunn Smith walked out from behind the partition again.
Seeing the two of them sitting quietly on the sofa, and looking at him at the same time, Dunn smiled and asked:
"Shall I drive you back in the carriage?"
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Angel got off the carriage with his hood on and rushed to the door of No. 6 Daffodil Street with his eyes half closed without even having time to thank Dunn.
"We have to find a way to destroy the streetlight at the door...but won't that cause a gas leak and blow up the whole street?"
Lost in thought, she unlocked the door and glanced at No. 2 Narcissus Street before entering. Seeing Klein opening the door as quietly as a thief in order not to wake up his sleeping family, she chuckled to herself before pushing the door open and walking in.
As soon as she entered the house, she felt that the whole living room was extremely cold, as if it was two different seasons from outside. It was summer outside, but it was late autumn inside.
Subconsciously, she clenched her back teeth and opened her spiritual vision.
A strange, translucent face with no eyes or nose, only an incredibly large mouth, floated in front of her.
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