Inside the private detective agency.

"Sir, your commission has been completed." Henry, the private detective with a sour voice and a smoky mouth, looked at the gentleman in front of him who was wearing a black tuxedo, a half-high silk hat and a dark face mask, and said with a sigh of relief, "This is really not an easy task. It is not difficult, but it took us too much energy. Frankly speaking, I regret that I offered too low a price before."

No, no matter what you say, I won't pay even a penny extra! Klein emphasized this in his mind and pointed to the thick stack of documents on the coffee table and asked, "Is this the investigation report?"

"Yes." Henry sighed as he held up the sixty-page investigation report. "This is the most troublesome thing I have ever done..."

Before he finished speaking, he saw Klein handing over four one-pound notes, so his attention shifted to identifying the authenticity.

"This is the full balance." Klein reached out and held the thick investigation report.

Henry coughed twice and said:

"You are such an honest and trustworthy gentleman. I never expected that the investigation report would use so much paper. It was totally beyond my budget."

At this moment, Klein picked up the very thick investigation report and stood up quickly.

He bowed slightly, then immediately picked up his cane and walked towards the door.

Detective Henry's next words were stuck in his throat.

Hey, how could I possibly pay for the paper expenses of the investigation report? This is included in the overall commission fee! Klein touched the remaining 5 pounds 8 soli of private money, muttered to himself, and walked quickly to Beswick Street.

He first looked around to make sure that no one was paying attention to him, then he quickly left the place and found an opportunity to take off his mask.

Klein didn't plan to go home right now. Instead, he planned to find a nearby cafe and quickly organize the investigation report. He would find out the houses that had tenant changes after he divined the "red chimney" and then check some of them before dinner.

There were quite a lot of coffee shops in the nearby streets, but almost none of them met Klein's requirements. Ever since steam and machinery became symbols of the times, more and more coffee shops have lowered their standards and turned into cheap restaurants, providing busy workers with tea, coffee, bread, toast, and dishes such as lamb stewed with tender peas. As a result, respectable gentlemen and ladies no longer went to coffee shops to talk about things, and no longer regarded this behavior as a symbol of status. Various clubs began to appear, replacing the original social function of coffee shops.

After walking for a while, Klein finally found a cafe with a decent environment.

After sitting in a secluded corner booth, he took a sip of Southwell coffee, which cost only three and a half pennies, and carefully opened the investigation report.

"... In the North, East, West, South, Golden Sycamore, Dock and University districts of Tingen, there are 1,179 houses with dark red chimneys... In the suburbs of Tingen, there are 546 houses with red chimneys as described by the employer... This does not include the small towns and villages that belong to Tingen but are relatively far away."

"Below is the address of each house and the corresponding landlord and tenant information. According to the employer's request, a more detailed collection of the situation in the past three months has been made."

…

Klein scanned the pages one by one, continuously taking notes with a fountain pen on the paper he carried with him.

Finally, he found that after he divined the "red chimney", there were changes of tenants in a total of twenty-five houses.

"Not too many. I'll try to finish checking them within two days. Well, I've seen that red chimney in dream divination, and I've seen part of that house. As long as I encounter it again in reality, I'll inevitably feel spiritually familiar with it, and thus confirm the target. In short, I'm a human checker..." Klein nodded silently, and based on the different locations of the houses, he planned the fifteen places he would visit today.

As to whether such an action was dangerous, he could get the answer without divination.

Since there has been a change of tenants, it means that the mastermind behind your uncoordinated fate and constant coincidences has left!

I hope to learn about the previous tenant from the landlord... However, since the guy hiding behind the scenes can influence my fate without anyone noticing and make coincidences appear to occur naturally, he must have a way to eliminate the traces of his own existence... Sigh, I can only pray to the goddess to make that guy make some omissions... Klein exhaled, forced himself to cheer up, put on his silk hat, took his cane and report, stood up and walked out of the cafe.

Next, he hired a two-wheeled carriage at a cost of 2 soli and visited the fifteen houses with red chimneys before dinner. Unfortunately, none of them was the one he saw in his dream.

"If tomorrow's investigation still yields the same result, things will be troublesome. He is still living in the red chimney house that I divined before... This either means that he is confident enough and is not afraid of my pursuit, or even the capture of Tingen's Night Slayer Squad. Or it means that he doesn't know that he has been exposed, and the power that later resisted my divination is a power that does not completely belong to him... Klein stood at the door of No. 2 Daffodil Street, analyzing one possibility after another.

After several minutes, he dusted off his black tuxedo, pressed down the half-high silk hat on his head, took out his brass key, opened the door with a smile on his face and went home.

He planned to prepare braised lamb and honey roast for Benson and Melissa tonight.

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At eleven o'clock at night, the three brothers and sisters said goodnight to each other and went into their own bedrooms.

Klein closed the door and stood in front of the desk. He looked out the convex window in the light of the gas lamp. At this moment, the nearby streets were dark, with only a few street lamps guiding the direction. The stars in the sky were embedded in the black curtain, not very clear.

“I wonder what Backlund, known as the ‘Land of Hope’ and the ‘City of All Cities’, will look like…” Klein whispered silently, reaching out to grasp the curtain and preparing to pull it.

Woo!

Just then, a cold wind blew without warning, and the light of the gas lamp suddenly turned green.

Klein subconsciously took a few steps back and tapped his left teeth twice out of professional instinct. At the same time, he leaned towards the head of the bed and tried to take the pistol under the pillow.

In his sight, a face suddenly appeared on the wall below the gas lamp and above the desk, a translucent face with no eyes, no nose, only a mouth!

"Don't shoot." The face said, opening and closing its mouth.

Can we communicate? Klein already had his gun in hand and aimed at the target.

"What do you want to do?" he asked in a deep voice.

The face chuckled and said:

"I'm Daly."

Daly? "Psychic" Daly? "Psychic" Daly who was transferred to the Backlund Parish? Klein frowned in confusion and said:

"Ms. Daly?"

"I know this kind of visit is too rude. I should have informed you in advance so that you could be adequately prepared. However, it is not convenient for me to meet you directly now. I can only communicate with you through this little guy." The translucent face without eyes and nose smiled.

Although the voice was wrong, ethereal and harsh, it was indeed Ms. Daly's speaking style... The ability of the "psychic" is really cool... Klein sighed to himself and asked without lowering the gun:

"Ma'am, what do you want to communicate with me?"

"If I were you, I would use spiritual power to seal the bedroom first, otherwise, your family would think you have mental problems." The translucent weird face joked, "Haha, you don't need to be so alert. I secretly returned to Tingen because of the letter sent by Dunn. You know, the Nighthawks cannot leave their jurisdiction at will."

"A letter from the captain?" Klein did not approach the desk. Instead, he fumbled for the "Eve Powder" from the hidden pocket inside the black windbreaker on the coat rack.

"Dunne and I are both extraordinary people who grew up in the Tingen Market Night Squad. We have always maintained a good relationship with each other. He sent me a letter last Thursday, yes, Thursday, and mentioned you. He said that you imitated the motto of the Secret Peepers and summarized your own 'Diviner's Code' from the divination behavior. He claimed that this effectively helped you master the potion, so that you no longer hear sounds that you shouldn't hear or see images that you shouldn't see. Dunne said that this is very similar to me."

"Haha, you really don't want to seal the room? I personally don't mind being misunderstood by your brother and sister." The translucent face explained at a moderate pace.

So that's how it is... It was indeed Ms. Daly... Klein breathed a sigh of relief and stuffed the "holy night powder" back into his inner pocket. Then he walked a few steps to the desk and took out the silver knife for the ceremony from the drawer.

After quickly building the spiritual wall, he turned around and looked at the strange face protruding from the wall and said:

"Ms. Daly, what else did the captain say in the letter?"

"He just expressed his doubts. He felt that he had grasped something, but he couldn't understand it clearly. He hoped to get my opinion." Daly said with the help of his strange face without eyes and nose. "And when I read the letter this morning, I knew that you are definitely not as ignorant as you said. Haha, Mr. Moretti, I think you should have figured out the acting method!"

"Is this why you came to see me?" Klein asked without confirming or denying.

Daly already clearly knew the "acting method"... He made a calm judgment in his mind.

Daly let her translucent face show a slight smile and said:

"Yes."

"I think we should be honest with each other about this. I know you figured out the acting method, and you must also know that I have mastered it. Alas, the unpleasant thing is that it took me nearly two years to realize it clearly, while you have only been a Beyonder for one and a half months."

After hearing Daly's words, Klein pondered for a moment, then smiled calmly and said:

“It’s because I have you as my role model.”

He originally wanted to say "I'm just standing on the shoulders of giants", but ultimately decided not to give Emperor Roselle the chance to hear him again.

PS: I've known about the event for a long time. Yuewen has discussed it with me. However, I have to go at my own pace. I've been running back and forth for the birthday of an elderly person in my family in recent days. Plus, I've been busy a lot in the past few days, so I have to make some adjustments. Well, I'll try to add more chapters before the end of the event. In short, this is the month when the new book is on the shelves, and there will be no less chapters later. As for those tasks, I've completed two of them. As for rewards, everyone gave enough rewards on the first day of the launch, so there's no need to force it now.