In Queens, in Earl Hall's luxurious villa.

The rich aroma of the top-grade Feynaport Saint-Desi Mountain coffee blends with the wonderful taste of Queen's Black Tea to form an intoxicating melody of smells. They linger around the elegant three-layer tray, setting off each delicious and exquisite dessert.

This is Audrey's afternoon tea.

Her aristocratic friends in the field of mysticism came as promised, sat around her, chatting and laughing.

After Audrey's silent guidance, Jane, Murray and others became very interested in the chivalrous thief "Black Emperor" who appeared last night, and they all turned their attention to Conse Leersen, a nobleman who joined MI9.

"Does the 'Black Emperor' have extraordinary abilities?" asked the sweet-looking Christine curiously.

Their fathers were at least viscounts, which gave them enough status and channels to learn about the existence of extraordinary powers and potions as they were interested in the occult. However, like Audrey at the beginning, they were unwilling to join the Night Watchers, the Mandated Punishers, the Mechanical Hive and MI9, and unwilling to waste a lot of time on official duties.

Besides this, none of their families could be traced back thousands of years. Even the ancient nobles when the Kingdom of Loen was first established in the Fourth Epoch were completely loyal to the royal family or high-ranking military officials, so they had never been given formulas. Even if they had extraordinary materials, they might not be able to recognize them, and even if they did, they would not know how to use them.

This limits the possibility of Murray, Christine and others becoming extraordinary people, allowing them to only yearn for it but find it difficult to take that crucial step.

As for whether their elders have been collecting potion formulas in private and training a few extraordinary people to belong to the family, that is not something they can know. After all, this is not allowed. If the king really catches them, he can use this as a reason to deprive them of their titles.

Of course, at this moment in the living room, there are already two traitors, Audrey, who has been promoted to Sequence 8 "Mind Reader", and Viscount Greylint, who has collected an extraordinary material and will soon become a "pharmacist".

The tall and thin young gentleman Cons took a sip of coffee and said:

“I won’t give you a direct answer, I’ll just tell you some facts:

"In addition to traces of a gas explosion in the restaurant where the battle took place, we also found toxins, doubles, screaming ghosts, bullets condensed by divine power, and other elements through various methods. Oh, and that 'Black Emperor', no, that Rogue, is in ghost form."

It doesn't look like the one who killed Vice Admiral Hurricane Qilingos, nor does it look like the one who killed Lanevus in the sewer... The one who stole the Black Emperor card and committed the Kapin case was Mr. Fool's third Favored One? Backlund alone, He has at least three Favored Ones... How many Favored Ones does He have in total? Audrey's heart moved, and she deliberately asked in a confused manner:

"A fierce supernatural battle took place there?"

Following her guidance, Murray asked further:

"Is there a Beyonder in Kapin's family? A relatively powerful Beyonder? Or even more than one?"

"He's just a human trafficker..." Viscount Greylint expressed his doubts unconsciously.

Audrey maintained a faint smile and curious eyes, patiently waiting for Conse's answer.

Conse laughed and said:

"Murray's guess was correct, that's all I can say.

"Do you want me to be put in solitary confinement by the team leader?"

"There are more than one powerful Beyonder in the Kapin family...

"Sure enough, he is not an ordinary human trafficker. He may be involved in many mysterious incidents...

"Human trafficking... Could he be involved in cult sacrifices? Is this what Mr. Fool's followers are targeting?

"The incident with Lanevus was similar. It involved a cult, sacrifices, and the coming of the 'True Creator'... I don't know which cult or evil god is behind Kapin...

“Mr. Fool seems to have been targeting those evil gods… Is this really a game between gods? I don’t know how many great things he has ruined for those evil gods…” Audrey suddenly made many associations, and her heart began to surge:

The enemy of our Tarot Club is the evil god!

No one else is qualified!

Does Mr. Fool want to get the title of "Evil God Nemesis"? Audrey pursed her lips and chuckled in her heart.

Immediately, she put away her emotions and confessed secretly:

Audrey, how could you do this? How could you make fun of Mr. Fool...

…………

At noon, Klein returned to Minsk Street and, as expected, found a letter in his mailbox that Old Kohler had paid a driver to deliver.

This is the emergency contact method they agreed upon.

Of course, according to Klein's expectations, old Kohler, who didn't know words, would only use simple symbols to tell him when and where to meet. Who would have thought that when the letter was unfolded, it was filled with neat words.

With just a glance, Klein confirmed that the handwriting was consistent with that in Daisy's vocabulary book.

It seems that this girl wrote this for Old Kohler... This piece of paper is not soaked by moisture. Maybe Old Kohler bought some specifically for emergency contact... Klein opened the door and walked into the living room while reading the letter.

He did not take off his coat, but only took off his hat and leaned his cane. This was because the fireplace in the room had not yet been lit and the cold of early November was silently drilling into his bones.

The content of the letter was very simple. After all, Daisy didn't know many words.

She first thanked the detective for his kindness and goodness, then told Klein that she had returned home safely. Finally, she tactfully mentioned that she hoped the detective would bring the vocabulary book with him the next time he came to the East District.

A polite girl... Klein chuckled, snapped his fingers, and burned the letter, leaving no clues.

He decided to go to the East End again tomorrow to return the vocabulary book to Daisy and reimburse old Kohler for the delivery fees and paper and pen expenses.

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but sigh and laughed softly:

"Captain, now it's my turn to reimburse others..."

There was only a little finishing work left, and Klein suddenly had some free time. He didn't waste any time and went out again, heading directly to the Krag Club. Dr. Allen often appeared there on Friday afternoons, and Klein wanted to ask about the situation of Will Auceptin, the kid who played tarot cards.

After entering the Cragg Club in the Hillston District, Klein said to the red-vest waiter who came over:

"A cup of Marquis black tea and a dessert will be sent to the corner of the hall, where Dr. Allen and reporter Mike are sitting."

Klein had already seen the famous surgeon Alan Kress, who was wearing gold-rimmed glasses and looked rather aloof, the Daily Observer reporter Mike Joseph, who had worked with him twice and had charming blue eyes, and the aristocratic equestrian teacher Talim Dumont, who appeared in the club second only to Sherlock Moriarty.

"Oh, our great detective is here, and I just happened to mention you." Talim stood up and said with a smile.

“Are you saying bad things about me?” Klein joked.

Mike stood up, stretched out his hand and shook his hand.

"No, I want to hire you again."

"What's the matter?" Klein bowed to Dr. Allen and sat down at their table.

Mike laughed and said:

"You should have read the newspaper, right? Kapin was killed by the thief 'Black Emperor', and his crimes were exposed. This is really a happy thing!

"As a reporter, I must have sufficient news acumen. I plan to get a list from the police department and go to the East District to interview the rescued girls. Then, I will present Capin's most vicious, cruel, and unforgivable side to the newspaper readers. Of course, the victims must remain anonymous."

He paused, lowered his voice and said:

"I have another hidden purpose, or idea. Through this interview, I want to find out whether those girls and their families know any special friends. Maybe, that person is the thief 'Black Emperor'!"

You've found the right person... Klein almost curled his lips.

He smiled at Mike and said:

"We have already cooperated on the East District issue. We have enough familiarity and trust. I have no reason to refuse."

"It's a pleasure to work with you!" Mike said with a relaxed expression, holding out his hand. "We'll start tomorrow or the day after tomorrow. The reward will be the same as last time, a total of 10 pounds."

At this time, Dr. Allen, who had been listening, spoke up:

"Sherlock, I want to hire you too, this evening, or after dinner."

I'm optimistic about the market recently... Klein asked with a smile:

"Will it conflict with Mike's commission?"

"No." Alan shook his head. "I've been lucky recently, which makes me more suspicious that the bad luck before was due to the child's reversed 'Wheel of Fortune' card and his words. I'm very confused and troubled about this. I can say that I'm very good to him and have great kindness. Why did he do this to me? I want to visit him at his home to confirm that he didn't mean it. However, I'm always afraid of similar things and afraid of any accidents, so I want to ask you to protect me tonight so that it won't conflict with Mike's commission. How about it?"

This is exactly what I want to do! Challenging the impossible, after doing good deeds, my character has become pretty good... Have I really become the yellow and black king who controls good luck? Klein was pleasantly surprised and smiled reservedly:

"No problem, we can talk about compensation."

…………

Silver City.

Derrick Berg once again looked at the translucent insect with twelve rings, and at the remains of Amon's clone.

He originally wanted to ask Mr. Fool what this was, but considering that he had already troubled this god-like figure once, he gave up his plan out of shamelessness and planned to wait until the next Tarot gathering to materialize and ask Mr. Hanged Man, Miss Justice and the others.

After hiding the little bug, Derrick suddenly thought of something. The team that followed Elder "Shepherd" Lovia to explore the half-destroyed Temple of the Fallen Creator should be back soon. It was not too far from the City of Silver and was a direction that had not been explored before.

He decided to go and take a look, as there were many people he knew there.

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