Backlund Bridge area, Brave Bar.

Klein pushed down his cap, carefully protecting the wallet in the inner pocket of his gray-blue work shirt, and walked around the drinkers surrounding the boxing ring and headed straight for the bar.

On the way, he looked around but did not see the black market arms dealer Kaspars Kanlinin.

Either playing cards or playing billiards... Klein nodded to himself, sat down at the bar, and said to the bartender:

"Half and half."

He had seen someone drink this kind of alcoholic beverage last time and felt that it should be quite to his taste.

At least it’s more suitable than simple malt beer… Klein thought with some comparison.

The bartender looked up at him:

"Which two wines should be used to mix it? Different choices have different prices."

"Anything ordinary, anything ordinary will do." The man Klein met last time used the lowest quality kind. A whole cup of half and half cost only two and a half pennies.

“Four and a half pennies.” The bartender saw Klein placing the brass coins on the bar, then turned back to mix the drinks and said casually, “Looking for Caspers again? He’s not here anymore. His business has been taken away by someone else.”

"Huh?" Klein didn't expect to get such an answer.

Before the bartender could answer, a man with a protruding mouth laughed:

"Yes, Caspars was driven away by us!"

"Oh, how can a lame old man like him do this kind of business?"

"If you want anything, just come to us, find our boss."

A gang fight? Klein subconsciously had this thought and was about to reject the other party's proposal.

But immediately, he thought of another possibility:

"Could it be that the Rose School deliberately asked the gang to suppress Caspers, so as to force out Maric and Miss Sharon behind him and make them fall into the trap?"

Well, the probability is not low. Caspars has been a black market weapons dealer here for a long time. He is definitely not someone who can be driven away just by others. Some time ago, due to the continuous occurrence of serial murders, the atmosphere in Backlund was quite tense. The Rose School or other secret forces, in short, are looking for those people like Maric and Miss Sharon. They definitely dare not rashly kill people to communicate with spirits and get answers. This will cause a lot of bloodshed, because they obviously only have some suspects, and they can't confirm who has a way to contact Miss Sharon and Maric for the time being... Klein swallowed the words that came to his lips and asked, "

“Can I find out the price first and then decide whether to buy it?”

He planned to observe the power of ordinary people who dominated the black market transactions of the Brave Bar. If he found any problems, he could use it to sell out Caspers, Sharon and Maric.

Anyway, Klein didn't want to have a conflict. He just planned to go through the normal process to review it, so there was no question of taking any risks.

"Okay, the only requirement is." The man raised his hand and made a zippering motion in front of his protruding mouth.

“No problem.” Klein had just finished answering when he saw “half and half” placed in front of him and the copper penny taken away by the bartender.

In the spirit of not wasting anything, he picked up the wine and took several sips, his brows gradually furrowed.

It wasn't the taste I imagined. The alcohol was too strong and the grape flavor was too light... Klein put down his glass and followed the man to the billiard room No. 3 where Caspers used to stay.

When he was about to reach the door, he suddenly thought of something else:

"As someone who doesn't know much information, I can guess that this is a trap. I wonder how long Miss Sharon and Maric, who have been hunted, would not know about it? They will definitely not show up..."

"However, Caspers knows more than one Beyonder. He has connections with several Beyonder circles. He may find another helper, which makes things a bit complicated."

At this time, the man with the protruding mouth stopped at the door of the billiard room, and Klein, who was distracted, almost bumped into him.

He pointed inside and said:

"Don't talk nonsense later. Our boss has a bad temper."

"The entire Backlund Bridge area and the eastern district know about this."

"Okay." Klein nodded slightly.

The man with the protruding mouth turned around with satisfaction and pushed open the door of the billiard room.

As the door opened, Klein saw a figure hanging in the air, swaying gently.

He was a big man with a full beard. He had a rope around his neck, which was very tight.

His feet left the ground, his tongue was exposed, his face was blue and purple, and his expression was extremely distorted.

"Boss..." the man with a protruding mouth shouted in disbelief.

Just as the tense atmosphere in Backlund disappeared, someone took action... Klein glanced at the other party's men and seriously drew a triangular holy emblem on his chest:

“May God rest him in peace.”

"I hope his temper will be cured as a result."

The man with the protruding mouth didn't even listen to what he was saying, and suddenly shouted:

"Boss!"

"Murder!"

"The boss is dead!"

Klein took two steps back at the loud and shrill sound. He also used his clairvoyance to observe the inside. There was no sign of anything unusual happening, except that the billiard balls on the table were scattered all over the place.

Was it done by the Beyonders on Caspars' side? How would the forces that set the trap react? If such a trap existed... Before several gangsters rushed over, Klein quietly changed his position and blended into the crowd.

He glanced at the kitchen of the Brave Bar, walked over thoughtfully, and walked through the back door skillfully.

As soon as he pushed open the not-so-heavy wooden door, Klein felt the shivering cold wind blowing in his face.

And this cold wind was mixed with a faint smell of blood.

He listened carefully, but heard nothing, so he took out a penny and flicked it up.

The sound of Zheng was blocked by the wind. Klein looked down at the copper penny in his palm and confirmed that the king's head was facing up.

Putting the coin away, he took cautious steps and moved slowly in the direction his inspiration told him to go.

He walked until he reached a dark and gloomy corner without any street lights, and only then did the smell of blood suddenly become strong.

With the help of the faint moonlight that penetrated the clouds, Klein took a closer look and almost gasped.

The ground here was littered with bloody thighs, calves, feet in leather boots, ribs, hearts, arms, eyeballs and other human "parts". On the wall hung a piece of intestine that was red in color but white in color. The background color was large patches of bright red, mixed with dots of milky white.

Seeing this scene, Klein felt like he was looking at a slaughterhouse, a slaughterhouse specially prepared for humans.

“They’re afraid that the Nighthawks and the Punishers are too idle. If they make such a fuss, the police department will definitely transfer the case immediately…” Klein muttered to himself to resist the discomfort caused by the scene.

He walked around the bloody area and approached the opposite wall, and was surprised to find many deep scratches there.

It looked like the marks left by thick and sharp claws!

It looks quite similar to the demon dog's giant claw. Is there another one? Is it still alive? No, no, no, I know what's going on... Klein suddenly realized:

The deceased should be the Beyonder who killed the gangster boss in the bar. He was killed by the force that set the trap...

Based on the description of Little "Sun", I have always suspected that the force is the "Rose School" because they control the "Prisoner" path, which is also the "Alien" path.

And one of the "alien species" is the werewolf!

This is consistent with the traces at the scene.

This also indirectly proves that Miss Sharon and Maric are defectors from the "Rose School"...

Klein stepped back calmly, leaving the scene step by step.

During this process, he confirmed that there were no extraordinary characteristics at the scene. Of course, it is possible that they have not yet been precipitated.

Then, he turned and walked towards another street, intending to find someone to call the police, so as to prevent such a scene from scaring ordinary people and making them suspect that some ferocious beast had sneaked into Backlund.

——Based on the mentality of not wanting to get into trouble out of greed, Klein did not wait for the possible Beyonder characteristics to emerge.

Just as he reached the exit of the alley, he suddenly saw a brown carriage slowly approaching in the night.

The carriage did not drive straight ahead like other carriages of the same kind, but stopped in front of Klein!

Klein narrowed his eyes and prepared for battle, but neither the spiritual intuition of the "Fortune Teller" nor the battle premonition of the "Joker" gave him any warning of danger.

At this time, the window of the carriage was opened, revealing a pale face with a hint of madness, and brown eyes that seemed to hide deep malice.

Maric... Klein recognized him.

That is Maric, the zombie controller and Miss Sharon's companion!

Maric, who was only wearing a white shirt and a black vest and didn't seem to be afraid of the cold at all, pointed at the carriage and motioned Klein to get in.

Klein hesitated for a moment and wanted to take down the pendulum and do a divination on the spot.

At this moment, a figure appeared behind Maric. The figure wearing a complicated black court dress and a small soft hat of the same color appeared. It was Miss Sharon with light blonde hair and blue eyes.

If she wanted to harm me, she could do it easily. She could just crawl out from the wall behind me... Klein thought about it, pretended to be casual and took two steps forward, opened the door of the carriage, and walked up.

After he sat down, the carriage started to move slowly, and he didn't know where it was going.

"Why did you come here?" Sharon asked simply.

Klein answered calmly:

"I want to contact you and ask if you have any books on the occult, preferably something more in-depth. You know, I lack similar knowledge."

Maric looked over with those eyes that always contained malice, and said in a slightly hoarse and low voice:

"We do have a lot of knowledge about the occult, such as the Book of Secrets of Witch King Karaman, but what can you give us in exchange?"

Witch King? Which path and sequence is this? As the thought flashed through his mind, Klein carefully considered his tone and said:

"I can exchange it for gold pounds."

"Or do you need anything else?"

Sharon, who was pale but delicate, looked at him and replied calmly:

"help."

"In exchange for a favor."

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