No. 2 Narcissus Street, the living room dyed with dusk.
Klein turned his back to the bay window and said to Frye and Leonard:
"I got the result of my divination. In my dream, I saw a gray-blue two-story house. All the windows on the first floor were closed and curtains were drawn. The soil within several meters around it was dark brown, without any grass or flowers. It also had a dilapidated and dark garden, just like the ones often seen in ghost stories."
"The only thing that can identify its location is a river not far from it, a relatively wide river."
"It could be the Tussock River or the Hoy River. We can only search for it by investigation. I hope it's not too late."
The Tusok River is the largest river in the Kingdom of Loen. It originates from the Minerminsk Mountains in the northwest and flows southeast, passing through Jianhai County, Ahowa County and other places, passing through the capital Backlund, and entering the sea near Pritz Harbor.
It intersects with the city of Tingen at the southwest corner of the West End and the dock area south of the South End. The Hoy River originates in York Mountain in the north, flows through the university area on the outskirts of the East End, and merges into the Tussock River locally.
These are the two main rivers around Tingen; the others can only be called small streams and do not have a wide water surface.
After listening to Klein's statement, Frye, who had pale skin and a cold temperament, nodded slightly, agreeing with the other party's idea.
In the absence of other clues, investigation is the only effective means!
At this moment, Leonard smiled and said:
"Maybe we can narrow down where the target is."
"How to shrink it?" Klein asked with a frown while holding the silver pocket watch with vine patterns on it.
Leonard laughed and said:
"For this kind of criminal with a plan and purpose, the target they initially selected would definitely be far away from the area where the altar is located. This is out of the instinct of pursuing safety."
"He will consider nearby areas only when there are only a few 'dying ones' left in other areas and it becomes more difficult to find them."
"So, we should go through the data again and filter out areas where the number of deaths was at a normal level in the early stages but has risen rapidly in recent days."
Klein's eyes lit up when he heard this:
“Excellent reasoning!”
At the same time, he lamented in his heart: "I really don't have the talent to be a detective!"
Frye nodded, picked up the documents on the coffee table, and started reading again.
After a few minutes, he said in a deep voice:
"There is such an area, and there is only one."
"Which district?" Klein asked.
Frye handed the thick information to Leonard beside him and said with his thin lips:
“West End.”
The West District? Klein clenched his fist and immediately suggested:
"Then let's check the southwest corner of the west district first. That area is not very large!"
"I agree." Leonard raised the information in his hand and agreed very easily, as if he was not the one who gave the opinion to narrow the scope.
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The light two-wheeled carriage was moving slowly on the slightly muddy and dirty road. Not far away there was a wide river stained by the afterglow of the sunset.
Klein and Frye looked out from the windows on both sides, examining the houses one by one, focusing on the gray-blue color and the dilapidated gardens. If conditions permit, they would pay attention to whether all the curtains on the first floor were drawn.
Leonard sat leisurely in his seat, leaning against the wall, humming a local tune.
The dim scenery swept past him one by one, and Klein suddenly caught sight of a gray-blue two-story building out of the corner of his eye.
In front of the small building, there is a garden that gives people a feeling of dilapidated and gloomy.
“Found it!” Klein said in a low voice.
Before he finished speaking, Frye and Leonard squeezed in at the same time, looking into the distance, so fast that there seemed to be no interval between them.
As the carriage got closer and closer to the house, the scene of the first floor with all the dark curtains drawn appeared in the eyes of the three night watchmen.
There was no need to do divination to confirm. Klein was absolutely certain that this was the house he saw in his dream. This was where the evil altar was located!
Neither he, nor Leonard and Frye, stopped the carriage immediately, allowing the driver to continue driving forward, passing the goal and moving away from the goal, as if passing by.
When he looked back and could no longer see the building, Leonard called out to the coachman and asked him to stop the carriage.
"Klein, take this carriage back to Zouteland Street and replace the captain to help." Leonard snapped his fingers and said to his teammates with a smile.
Do you think I'm a rookie and shouldn't get involved in such a dangerous matter? This guy is not bad... Klein was stunned for a moment, and then he understood what Leonard meant.
Frye nodded in agreement:
"You've just started practicing fighting, and it's a supporting profession."
“I know. And the guy who can cause so many deaths to hold the ceremony is definitely not easy to deal with. Only the captain can make things less scary…” Klein took a breath and agreed rationally.
Then, he looked at Leonard, then at Frye, and said with a forced smile:
"You better be careful."
"Don't worry, I value my life very much. Before the captain arrives, we will only monitor and not get close." Leonard chuckled.
Fry said nothing, but picked up the suitcase.
Klein was silent for a few seconds, then took out a copper penny and said:
"I will do a divination for you."
He silently said to himself, "Things here will have a good ending," and flicked the coin upwards as his eyes darkened.
when!
The coin flipped up, rolled down, and landed steadily in Klein's palm.
Klein opened his eyes and saw that it was the king's head facing upwards, and he breathed a sigh of relief.
"This is just a vague symbol. There are other interpretations. The most important thing is always to be careful and cautious." He said to Frye and Leonard in the way of a fortune teller.
Leonard had already turned around, and after hearing this, he waved his hand and jumped out of the carriage and said:
"As long-winded as my 80-year-old grandmother..."
Frye nodded seriously and walked down with the suitcase.
After watching his two teammates move toward the target house, Klein touched the revolver in the gun bag under his armpit and said to the driver:
"Zoutland Street."
The driver, who was hired on a time basis, had no objection and let the horses start again.
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36 Zouteland Street.
When Klein entered the Blackthorn Security Company, Roxanne, Mrs. Orianna, and the others had already gone off work, and the place had become unusually deserted and dim.
Dunn, wearing a black windbreaker, sat on the sofa in the reception area. The gas lamp was not turned on, and he seemed to blend into the dark area.
"Have you found any clues?" He asked in a mellow voice, startling Klein who was looking for the captain.
Klein turned quickly and looked into Dunn's gray eyes and said:
"Yes, we..."
He quickly recounted Leonard's "bold guess", his own divination confirmation, and the subsequent on-site investigation, picking out the key points.
As for Leonard's confidence and the special things he described, they are naturally unimportant.
Dunn would occasionally interrupt with a question, and when it was finished, he would suddenly stand up and walk towards the door.
"I almost forgot, you stay here to prevent any accidents." When he was about to go downstairs, he turned back and reminded her.
“Okay.” Klein nodded solemnly.
At this moment, except for Koenli who was guarding the Chanis Gate, the other night watchmen were busy outside.
Dunn Smith walked down a few stairs and suddenly stopped. He put on his hat and said to Klein at the door:
"Lock the door and come with me. Haha, I'm not asking you to participate in the battle. First, you need to feel the atmosphere. Second, the final search and inspection may require the assistance of ritual magic. Remember, before this is over, you must stay at least fifty meters away from us, and you must not get close to that house!"
Klein was stunned for a moment, then nodded vigorously:
"OK!"
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The sun had sunk completely below the horizon, and the rushing Tussock River was deep and dark.
Dark clouds obscured the crimson moon, making the two-story gray-blue house look like a monster hiding in the shadows.
The garden in front of the small building was extremely quiet. There was no sound at all. It seemed that there were no reptiles and no life.
Klein looked at the scene, his palms sweating and his body trembling.
He felt that there were countless terrible things hiding there, waiting, waiting for a bloody feast.
As he watched, Dunn, Leonard, and Frye, almost blending into the darkness, cautiously approached the target building.
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In the unlit bedroom on the second floor of the gray-blue house.
A young girl with a round face, gentle and sweet manner was sitting in front of the dressing table, studying the "complex" skin care science under the dim starlight.
There was a silver mirror next to her right hand, the surface of which was so rough that it could hardly reflect a person's image.
Suddenly, a bloody mark appeared on the silver mirror.
The gentle and sweet Triss's expression immediately turned gloomy. She stood up, walked to the window, and looked outside in silence.
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