One pocket, two pockets, three pockets. Klein quickly found a blood-stained wallet, a library card from Deville Library, two brass keys hanging together, a pipe with nothing in it, a dagger with a sheath, and several neatly folded pieces of letter paper.

After putting everything except the letter paper on the ground aside, he stood up straight and glanced at his wallet to confirm that there were only a dozen soli banknotes and a small amount of copper pennies in it.

"This wallet is well-made. What a pity!" Klein sighed silently, his thoughts somewhat scattered.

If he hadn't spent too much of his own money today, buying a wallet would have been on his schedule.

Shaking his head, Klein unfolded the letter and quickly browsed through it:

"Dear Sir:"

"Please allow me to defend myself. It was not stupid or treacherous for Hainas and I to sell the Antigonus family's notes. When it was in our hands, it did not behave in any special way."

"I suspect it's alive. I suspect it's an evil object with a certain amount of life and intelligence. It's a dangerous thing that must be sealed."

“It presents different content at different stages and in front of different people!”

"I have obtained confirmation of this from the Lambs within the Police Department."

"Although the contents of the notebook are true enough every time and are supported by a lot of evidence, I think that only in the hands of the descendants of the Antigonus family will it reveal its complete appearance."

"When Hainas and I got it, we could only see some trivial matters of the Antigonus family, the general situation of the Kingdom of Night on the main peak of Honachis, and the three sequence potion formulas submitted to you last time."

"As you know, the Secret Order controls the 'Fortune Teller' path and possesses extremely strong tracking capabilities. Therefore, Hainas and I both believe that it is very risky to continue keeping the notebook. At that time, its value was not enough for us to take this risk."

"Because we didn't have time to wait for your reply, we discussed and sold the notes to Welch who lived in the same neighborhood. He liked to collect cultural relics and ancient books and could afford a high price. What happened next is what you know."

"This is the first thing I want to say. While I was writing this line, Hainas died of a heart attack in his sleep. This must be a blessing from God, which saved him from falling into the hands of the pagans."

"I had to move to a safe, hidden place, and I didn't even dare to go out. Fortunately, the lamb told me that Hainas was targeted by the pagans not because of the Antigonus family's notes, nor because he exposed his identity, but because he foolishly accepted a female apprentice and wanted to slowly develop her into one of us."

"His female apprentice peeked at his secret spell and tried divination with the magic mirror under the watchful eyes of the pagans on night duty. I believe you can guess what happened next, so I don't need to describe it any further."

"Unfortunately, the Lamb's status is not high enough to figure out the specific details."

"From various feedback, the pagans did not suspect me. Their investigation was interrupted by the timely death of Hainas."

"So, I went back to the street, planning to go to the Deville Library to borrow a few more journals to look for more clues."

"As a force that also mastered the path of the 'diviner', the Antigonus family should have anticipated their own demise. They must have left behind a secret treasure for their revival!"

"There is enough reason to believe that the treasure is on the main peak of the Honachis Mountains, somewhere in the ruins of the Kingdom of Night!"

Seeing this, Klein's pupils shrank sharply, and the letter almost fell from his hands.

"The sequence that the Antigonus family possesses is the 'diviner' path?"

"What a coincidence!"

Thunderclaps exploded in Klein's mind, causing him to become confused and feel a sense of fate:

"The notes that caused the original owner's death and indirectly helped me travel through time came from the Antigonus family, who mastered the 'Fortune Teller' path. What made me finally choose the 'Fortune Teller' potion was Emperor Roselle's diary. And the reason why Emperor Roselle preferred the 'Fortune Teller' sequence was because of the mysterious Mr. Zaratul, the leader of the secret society who also mastered the 'Fortune Teller' path!"

"It's like fate has woven a suffocating web."

"What's behind all this?"

Klein took the letter and paced back and forth for a few steps, trying to find other evidence to support the content.

"Well, the secret society controlled by the Zaratul family is chasing and searching for the remains of the Antigonus family. If we consider that both parties belong to the same extraordinary path, the reasons and motives are sufficient: perhaps they are completing the sequence, perhaps they are obtaining rare materials for high-sequence promotion, or perhaps they are coveting the other party's accumulated experience in avoiding loss of control."

"Thinking about it this way, it is quite reasonable that the Antigonus family has at least mastered part of the sequence chain of the 'Fortune Teller' path."

"By the way, when I divined the clues for the Joker potion, the images that appeared were almost all related to the Antigonus family. The only exception was the tuxedo clown of the secret society. So, the true meaning of those symbols is that each image is a possibility of obtaining the Joker potion, and each image contains a clue. It's just that I didn't understand the key, and I missed it regretfully."

With these two pieces of evidence, Klein almost believed what Sirius mentioned in the letter. He also understood why he always heard the word "Honakis" when he heard sounds he shouldn't have heard.

"The first time a similar situation occurred was when I had just taken the 'Fortune Teller' potion!" He said to himself with a serious expression.

At the same time, he speculated that "having come into contact with the remains of the Antigonus family and still being alive" and "becoming an extraordinary person on the path of a fortune teller" were two necessary conditions for hearing the whispers related to "Honakis".

Is there really a secret treasure left by the Antigonus family hidden in the ancient ruins of the main peak of Honachis? No, I can't think about it! A lot of people died just because of that notebook, and the complete treasure would be even more terrifying! Klein subconsciously shook his head and cast his eyes to the end of the third, which was the last piece of letter paper:

"Dear sir, I hope to get your help. I think you should be interested in the treasure."

"Until then, I will just behave like a normal person, a normal history lover."

"Finally, when the day of destruction comes, I will offer all the lambs of Tingen City to the Lord."

"My Lord, the humble Sirius Aripis."

After reading Sirius' letter, Klein suddenly felt like laughing:

"Hey, why do I feel like I saved Tingen City? What on earth does this guy want to do? The cultists are really unreasonable."

"Who is that gentleman? He seems to be of high status, at least on the same level as the captain."

"Where is Sirius sending this letter? He didn't write an address. It seems that this is the caution of the cultists. They won't leave an address until the last minute before sending it out."

"By the way, since the Antigonus family has mastered some of the 'Fortune Teller' channels, do the three formulas submitted by Sirius from the Antigonus family's notes contain the 'Joker' potion?"

“Very likely!”

At this moment, Klein seemed to have found the clue to the "Joker" potion.

Although Sirius did not carry the formula with him, there might be corresponding records in his home or where he was hiding, and there must be some in his head and memory!

Klein turned his gaze towards the corpse in front of him, thinking about how to make the dead man speak.

Without much thought, a solution popped up in his mind:

"Psychic!"

"Psychics" can communicate directly with spirits that have not yet dispersed, and professions such as "Fortune Tellers" and "Mystery Peers" can also do this with the help of ritual magic.

The last time he faced the corpse of the Tuxedo Clown, Klein was in a hurry to save people, he didn't bring any materials, and he was not sure. That's why he didn't consider "spiritual communication" and missed the best opportunity. When he returned to the Blackthorn Security Company, the spirit had already dissipated for the most part. Even if a psychic came, he could only get some superficial information.

And now, Klein just happened to have all the materials ready, and he also had the experience of using the "dream divination" technique to communicate with the remaining resentment.

"I'm afraid that the spirits of the cultists will be like the captain's dream of entering Hainas, and see terrifying existences. However, the captain has only been weak for two days, and his injuries are not too serious. Well, we can give it a try!" After hesitating for only a dozen seconds, Klein made a decision. He didn't want to miss this opportunity.

He raised his head, turned around, and cast his gaze towards the place where the glass was broken, and towards the onlookers who were looking over here.

After pulling out his ID and badge, Klein returned there first and said to the onlookers through the jagged glass bay window:

"I'm a trainee inspector from the Special Operations Division of the Ahowa County Police Department. I've already shot the criminal dead. Can you please find someone to take this badge to the nearest police station and ask them to send someone to handle the follow-up?"

"The rest of you, help me seal off this place. Don't let anyone get close and destroy any traces of the scene."

“Yes, officer!” The administrator who had tricked Klein immediately took the badge.

After the scene was cordoned off and no one entered the lawn, Klein returned to his position near the corner and stood beside the body.

While he was thankful that innocent people could not see the corpse that looked even more like a monster, he put away his cane and revolver, reached into the pocket on the inside of his thin black windbreaker and pulled out a small metal bottle.

He wants to use "spiritual" rituals and "dream divination" techniques to make the dead speak!