Late at night, 7 Pinster Street.

Leonard Mitchell sat on the chair, raised his feet, stretched them to the desk and placed them on the edge.

Then he leaned back, causing the wood joints to creak, and his breathing gradually became longer.

After an unknown amount of time, his eyelids drooped, covering his pupils.

At this time, Leonard's spirit had arrived in a gray world, but he was still in his bedroom.

He flew to the window and saw a thick gray fog covering the nearby blocks and extending outward, seemingly covering the entire Backlund.

The gas street lamps beside the street and the warm firelight in different houses all seemed unusually dim at this time, illuminating only a small area around them and making them a little hazy.

At the same time, groups of illusory oval-shaped balls of light appeared and disappeared, covering the houses one by one, as if they were the source of their existence.

This is the city as seen by Nightmare.

According to what he had investigated before, Leonard jumped out of the window in the form of "Nightmare" and flew to No. 17 Minsk Street in Cherwood District.

He didn't just barge in. Instead, he landed at the other party's door in the thick fog and politely rang the doorbell.

With the sounds of "cuckoo" and "cuckoo", Starling Summer, who was wearing a nightgown, opened the door.

She held the silver-studded royal feather fan against her chest and asked in confusion and bewilderment:

"Who are you looking for?"

She was the landlord when Klein played Sherlock Moriarty, a blonde, blue-eyed lady in her thirties.

Leonard had already changed into the black and white checkered Loen police uniform and casually showed his ID.

"Do you know Sherlock Moriarty?"

Because she was in a dream, Starlin reacted very slowly, and it took several seconds before she said:

"Has anything happened to him?"

As she asked back, under Leonard's influence, the Sherlock Moriarty in her mind naturally appeared beside her:

He wore a half-high silk hat, a double-breasted frock coat, gold-rimmed glasses on his nose, and a circle of beard around his mouth...

This was consistent with the Sherlock Moriarty Leonard had obtained before, so he did not doubt it and said directly:

“He is involved in a case and is under investigation.

"I hope you can cooperate with our work."

“Okay, okay.” Starlin wanted to raise her chin, but for some reason she felt a little scared.

Leonard thought for a second and said:

“When did he rent the house?”

"Early September last year." Starlin recalled.

Leonard continued:

"What do you know about him? Or, in your mind, what kind of person is he?"

When this was mentioned, Stelin said as if she had already considered the answer:

"He's from Jianhai County and has a local accent. He's a very capable detective who once helped Mary solve her husband's murder. However, his income is not high and he can't even afford a full-time maid, so he can only ask my maid to help him part-time... My children told me that he's a good storyteller, especially good at detective stories. This may be the reason why he chose that industry..."

Without giving Leonard a chance to interrupt, she continued:

"He is not as rough as other detectives. He has been to grammar school and studied history. The most enviable thing about him is that he was thanked by Mary and joined the Craig Club. There are many people of high status there. I have been there several times...

"Later, he seemed to have become famous in the detective circle, and private detectives often came to him..."

Leonard became a little impatient and couldn't help but raise his hand to rub his forehead.

He didn't get any useful information from Mrs. Starling. Apart from the fact that Sherlock Moriarty was not in good financial condition and was good at telling detective stories, the rest was within the scope of the intelligence he had previously investigated. He even knew that Sherlock Moriarty had a good relationship with Eisinger Stanton.

Next, he started with the people in the Krag Club who had a good relationship with Sherlock Moriarty... After patiently listening to Mrs. Starling's nagging, Leonard immediately thanked her and left her dream.

…………

160 Böklund Street, inside Dwayne Dantès's residence.

In a hall that could accommodate hundreds of guests, Klein was dancing with a woman in her thirties.

This is the etiquette teacher that Walter found, her name is Vahana Haisen.

She has a common female name, but she herself is not ordinary. Her facial features are only above average, but she is very elegant and her every move is full of charm.

According to Walter, she was born into a baronial family and received a good education since childhood. Later, she entered the palace and served as a lady-in-waiting until she got married.

Because her family had fallen into decline and her husband's financial situation was mediocre, she, who believed in the Goddess of Night, chose to become a tutor of etiquette, often visiting different noble or wealthy families to teach their children.

Although the butler didn't say it explicitly, Klein knew that he couldn't behave too badly in front of this lady, otherwise his reputation would be basically ruined.

——One of the important ways for nobles, wealthy people, and other upper-class people to inquire about a person's situation is through common acquaintances. Sometimes, the communication between servants also has this meaning.

Wahana, with her black hair tied up, moved her feet lightly, and nodded in approval:

"Mr. Dantes, it's hard to imagine that you haven't learned this dance before.

"In less than two quarters of an hour, you are as skilled as an aristocrat who has received similar education since childhood."

"You taught me well." Klein smiled modestly, his expression gentle and not ostentatious.

With the balance and coordination ability of a "clown", dancing is a very simple thing for him.

Wahana lowered her head, chuckled and said:

"You are a gentleman who would please a lady."

Her light brown eyes immediately raised and swept across Dwayne Dantès's silver-streaked temples and deep blue eyes.

"This is the best compliment I've heard today." Klein responded with a smile. Without stopping, he turned lightly with Vahana. Not far away, the invited band continued to play beautiful melodies in the hall.

He wanted to get to know Vahana not only to improve his reputation, but also because she had served as a court lady.

After correcting a minor mistake made by Dwayne Dantes, Vahana said:

“Inviting a lady to dance is not just about dancing, but also about necessary conversation. You can’t be like two puppets, unless you are both immersed in the music and the rhythm of the dance and don’t want to talk. Of course, this is also a kind of communication, communication of the heart.

"When talking, you must be subtle. This is Loen, not Intis.

“In short, don’t be direct or rude, and appear personable.

"Let me give you an example. If you want to compliment a woman's perfume, you can't just say how nice it smells, or ask what kind of perfume it is and then give her a compliment. You have to think of more subtle meanings and say something in a roundabout way. Well, you can say: I feel like I've arrived in the countryside in spring.

"Of course, it has to fit the character of the fragrance."

If you don't have a sense of literature, shouldn't you say "The moonlight is so beautiful tonight"? Klein used a Japanese-style implicit joke to criticize it in his heart, and laughed at himself:

"Thank you for not calling my compliments rude."

Vahana's smile deepened:

"Mr. Dantes, do you know what kind of gentleman is popular with women in social occasions?"

“I don’t know.” Klein shook his head calmly.

Vahana said with an undiminished smile:

"The second most popular choice is a man who makes women feel he is smart."

“What about the first one?” Klein asked in cooperation.

Vahana glanced at him and said:

"The most popular guy is the one who makes women feel smart."

Having said this, she smiled and said nothing more. Klein immediately understood her hidden compliment.

This is the Loen style of subtlety... Unlike Intis, where everyone is focused on the lower body... Well, these are all reports in newspapers and magazines. It is impossible to determine what the real social scene in Intis is like based on these reports. Anyway, the two countries always slander each other... The era of the Great Emperor fits that description very well... Klein nodded in realization.

The two-hour etiquette class came to an end in such a harmonious atmosphere. Klein, along with his butler Walter and his personal valet Richardson, escorted Teacher Vahana Heisen to the door and gave her a small gift.

It was Drim's "Moonlight" perfume, mixed with gray amber, and it was quite expensive.

As for the exact amount, Klein didn't know, because the butler Walter was responsible for the purchase, and the expenses were paid by the housekeeper. When the 1,000 pounds were almost spent and new funds were needed, Tanya would bring the receipts and forms to him for review.

The reason why Klein knew which company and what perfume it was was because the butler had told him in advance, so that when Ms. Wahana asked, he would not be ignorant and appear insincere.

From these details, he deeply understood the role of a good steward.

Watching the satisfied Ms. Vahana Heisen leave, Klein resisted the urge to rub his forehead and sighed in his heart:

"This is more tiring than fighting Beyonders. I have to be careful with my movements and words at all times... I have to take a break."

At this moment, Walter, wearing white gloves, stepped forward and said:

"Sir, since you are making rapid progress in your etiquette studies, you can move up the rest of the lessons."

"What course?" Klein felt a headache.

"History, international politics, philosophy, music, and common sense of sports such as golf, horse racing, hunting, etc..." Walter answered meticulously.

"Philosophy?" Klein asked in surprise.

Walter nodded and said:

"This is one of the easiest topics to talk about in high society. You don't need to do very in-depth research, but at least you should know what others are discussing. You should know that the source of pragmatic philosophy is Consiso, Mared, and Patterson, not Emperor Roselle, and that it was Lurmi who proposed 'Man is born free'.

"Many wealthy people tend to make mistakes in this regard when they first enter high society. They are used to pushing words and philosophical ideas that they don't know to Emperor Roselle."

Klein felt a headache coming from what he said, and he forced a smile:

"I don't have much to do lately except take a nap and go to church. You can schedule the class at any time."

…………

In a dark room, an envelope floated up, opened by itself, and papers fell out.

Sharon's figure, wearing a small soft hat, was outlined next to her. She took the letter and read it carefully.

She immediately wrote a reply, arranged the ceremony, and began to summon Sherlock Moriarty's messenger.

During this process, she did not forget to put a gold coin in.

Soon, Sharon finished the spell and saw the candle flame expand and turn a dark green.

Renette Tinicole, carrying four blond, red-eyed heads, emerged from the candlelight and came in front of Sharon.

Sharon's eyes froze, and her puppet-like face suddenly showed a strong change of emotion.

She blurted out:

"teacher!

"Haven't you already..."

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