After eight o'clock, in the Moretti family's dining room.

Looking at the plate with only a thin layer of soup left, Benson raised his hand to cover his mouth and burped in satisfaction.

"Although this is my third time eating it, I still think it's delicious. The sweet and sour taste of the tomatoes and the springy texture and special flavor of the oxtail blend perfectly together. Klein, I'm so sorry that the Blackthorn Security Company has caused Tingen City to lose an outstanding chef."

Melissa leaned back in her chair and nodded in silent agreement.

"It's just because you haven't seen real cooking skills." Klein smiled modestly, "If we have the chance in the future, let's go to Bonaparte Restaurant in the Halls District to taste authentic Intis cuisine, and go to Coastline Restaurant in the Golden Sycamore District to taste southern delicacies."

These are restaurants that often appear in newspapers. The average consumption per person in the former is £1.50.

"I prefer what you do," Melissa replied without hesitation.

Benson laughed and said:

"But I always feel that your tomato oxtail soup is missing something. Maybe, maybe it shouldn't be served with bread?"

Klein nodded in agreement:

“Its best partner should be rice.”

“Rice…” Melissa whispered, with a look of longing on her face.

Tingen is located in the north and is not a big city. It is difficult to eat rice except in a few specific restaurants.

For Benson and Melissa, this food existed almost exclusively in descriptions in newspapers and occasional introductions in textbooks.

Seeing his sister's expression, Klein laughed and said:

"Once we have saved up money for another half a year, we will find a chance to go on vacation to Dixie Bay and taste the delicious food there."

Disi Bay is located in the southernmost part of the Kingdom of Loen, and one third of it belongs to the Kingdom of Feynapotter. It has abundant sunshine, pleasant scenery, and is very famous for its paella.

Before Melissa could express her opinion on frugality, Klein took the initiative to say:

"If I wait another three months, my salary will increase significantly, which will be enough to meet my needs of traveling and saving money at the same time."

"Why?" Benson and Melissa were distracted.

Klein coughed twice and explained with a smile:

"Based on my good professional qualities, the police department that often cooperates with our company is also interested in hiring me as a part-time historical consultant. They will pay me an additional salary of at least 2 pounds a week. If you see me wearing a police uniform and showing my relevant ID in the future, don't be surprised."

"Of course, as you all know, the efficiency of government departments is like the footsteps of a 90-year-old lady. They still need a long process and an assessment of me. So, during my days off in the past two months, I will often go to Khoyi University to find my mentor and teachers I know to learn more knowledge."

In the surprised eyes of his brother and sister, he paused and spoke with a slightly strange expression:

"Just like what Emperor Roselle said, never stop learning."

Benson was silent for a few seconds, then said with a sigh and a self-mockery:

“Is it too late for me to apply for university now?”

“Knowledge really is equal to wealth.”

It is also equal to strength... Klein added silently.

“Benson, you need Klein’s grammar books and his classical literature textbooks.” Melissa suddenly said what Klein wanted to say.

Benson's expression seemed to change. He gritted his teeth and said:

"Klein, give me those books tonight."

"Even if they help me sleep, I will insist on reading for one, no, one and a half hours every day."

"I swear in the name of the goddess! If I can't do this, I will be a curly-haired baboon!"

Klein immediately smiled:

"No problem."

…………

The next morning, after Klein hung his coat and hat on the coat rack in the lounge, he followed Roshan's instructions and walked underground, all the way to the guard room outside the Chanis Gate.

Captain Dunn, team members Renfrey, Siga, Luo Yao, Leonard and Coenley are all present.

Dunn glanced at the new night watchman at the door with his grey eyes and said with a smile:

"We have a regular meeting every Thursday to review previous tasks and discuss various problems we face."

I've also been through countless regular meetings... Klein muttered to himself, found a seat to sit down, and joked:

"Do you need to introduce yourself first?"

Dunn laughed and turned to look at Cornley:

"Please briefly describe the follow-up investigation of Sirius Arypis."

Coenley was also a night watchman who was transferred from a civilian staff. He was not tall, had thick brown hair, a well-proportioned figure, and very strong muscles, giving people the impression of being smart and capable.

He thought for a moment and said:

"With the help of Old Neil, we found Sirius's secret hiding place. There were many books and items at the scene. Based on them, we can confirm that Sirius is a subordinate member of the secret organization 'Aurora Society' and a 'secret praying person'."

"There is enough evidence to show that the Antigonus family notes were sold to Welch by him and Heinus Vincent. Those who don't remember Welch can ask Klein."

"The valuable items we found include the formulas for three sequence potions, namely Sequence 9 'Fortune Teller', Sequence 9 'Apprentice', and Sequence 8 'Clown'..."

"The next task is to find out the peripheral members of the Aurora Society who believe in the evil god based on the letters that have not been destroyed and Sirius' usual circle of friends, with the focus on the cultist hiding in the police department."

“Also, those who had contact with Hainas need to be re-examined.”

Dunn nodded slightly and looked at Klein:

"You have also heard that we have obtained the potion formula of the 'Joker', but we cannot confirm whether it is true for the time being. We have to wait for the feedback from the Holy Temple."

"You have made major and crucial contributions to the Aurora Society mission. Plus the incident of shooting the member of the Secret Order, it won't take long for you to gain enough merits for promotion. But I must remind you that not everyone is Daly. You must endure your desire for three years and not let the formula of the Joker potion affect your mentality, lest you lose control."

Captain, you don't understand the magic of "acting"... Last night, I used divination to preliminarily confirm that the formula of the "Joker" potion is correct above the gray fog... Clay nodded honestly:

"I will keep my emotions under control."

Then, the white-haired, black-eyed, and calm "Midnight Poet" Xiga Teong said:

"We still haven't found any clues about the 'instigator' Tris. I suspect he has already fled Tingen."

…

After discussing each thing one by one, Klein left the guard room and went to Old Neil to continue his mysticism course. In the afternoon, he went to the combat teacher Gawain to do basic strength, endurance, and overall coordination training.

…………

The sun is still shining at five o'clock.

Klein took off his practice clothes, took a quick shower, changed into his original clothes, and took a public carriage to Beswick Street.

He did not forget the red chimney he saw in the "Dream Divination", nor did he forget the man who bought the auxiliary materials of the "Audience" potion in the underground trading market and was suspected to be a member of the "Psychological Alchemy Society", but it was not convenient to use the power of the Night Watchers to investigate.

"No. 27, Henry Private Detective Agency... Yes, that's it." Based on the description in the newspaper, Klein found a private detective agency that was said to be very trustworthy.

He put on a mask, lowered his hat, turned up his collar, and walked up the stairs to the office on the second floor.

Knock, knock, knock! He knocked on the half-open door.

"Come in." A voice that seemed to contain phlegm came out.

Klein held up his cane and pushed the door open. He saw that the detective agency had a semi-open layout. There were four employees in total, each sitting in a seat separated by a partition.

"Hello, I'm Detective Henry. How can I help you?" A man in a white shirt and black vest came over.

He held a pipe in his hand, his face had hard lines, his eyebrows were like sharp swords, and his deep blue eyes looked up and down at the employer opposite him professionally.

Klein covered half of his face with the collar of his windbreaker standing high.

"I have two commissions. I wonder how much you charge?"

"It depends on the difficulty of the matter." Detective Henry retracted his gaze and pointed to the reception area with a sofa set, "Let's go there to communicate."

Klein followed him to the semi-separated area and sat on the single sofa without taking off his coat, hat, or mask.

He deliberately spoke in a hoarse voice:

"First, I need you to help me investigate which houses in Tingen have chimneys like this, and find out who the landlord is and who the current residents are."

As he spoke, he took out a folded piece of paper. When he unfolded it, he saw a red chimney and the surrounding scenery marked with colors.

This is a picture that Klein completed once again using the special and self-praying method above the gray fog.

"This is a really good painting..." Detective Henry praised subconsciously, frowning slightly and said, "This commission is not complicated, but it is very tedious. It requires a long period of time and a lot of help."

“I understand.” Klein nodded slightly.

Detective Henry hesitated for a moment and said:

"Seven pounds. The price of this commission is seven pounds. In addition, you have to give me at least two weeks."

"Well, the second thing is to help me find this gentleman and figure out his identity. The only information I know is that he occasionally appears at the Dragon Bar in the dock area. Also, don't let him notice that he is a very sharp person with terrible observation skills." Klein took out the second portrait.

He tried to contact members of the "Psychological Alchemy Society" to see if he could obtain valuable information and materials, such as formulas that could be exchanged with "Justice".

"3 pounds. Similar tasks are all 3 to 4 pounds, and your excellent drawing skills can effectively help me and my assistant save time." Detective Henry answered skillfully.

"A total of 10 pounds?" Klein felt a pain in his teeth at the price.

Detective Henry took a puff of his pipe and said:

"Yes, you must pay me two pounds in advance, and another three or five pounds as the matter progresses, and the rest shall be given to me when it is all finished."

"Then I'll come back next week to confirm the progress." Klein didn't bargain much, in order to avoid being remembered by the observant detective.

After signing the standard contract, he took out two 1-pound notes and handed them to the other party, leaving only 1 pound 17 soli in his private money.

Watching the gentleman wearing a gauze mask, a black windbreaker, and a high collar walk away quickly, Detective Henry smoked his pipe, his eyes full of doubts:

"What does he do with a house that has a chimney like that?"

"…He should be a painter, or at least a professional who has learned sketching…"

…………

In the afternoon, Viscount Greylint was in Backlund's luxurious villa.

Audrey, who was followed by a maid, followed etiquette, handed her hand to her master, and gave him a fake kiss.

"Your beauty brings glory to my salon." Grallint first praised normally, then lowered his voice and said, "The lady has arrived. She is both an extraordinary person and a writer."