The similar feeling was not unfamiliar. The experienced Klein immediately used the ability of the "Joker" to control the expression on his face and the slight tremor of his body.

He withdrew his gaze gently but not hastily, so that the casual glance just now did not reveal too much abnormality.

"Alas, Talim is so young. He is not even married yet and has no children." Klein sighed.

The reason he said this was because this sentence gave him a reasonable explanation for his subtle reaction when he saw the woman presenting flowers: he associated the woman who had a certain relationship with Talim with her marriage and family situation, and associated it with his friend's untimely death, so he was overwhelmed with grief.

"Yeah, actually at his age, he should have gotten married four or five years ago. Unfortunately, his grandfather's incident left him with a very strong psychological trauma, and he has been rejecting marriage until recently." Reporter Mike sighed in agreement.

At this moment, it was as if there were a bunch of thorns behind Klein, who seemed normal, slowly and deeply penetrating his skin and flesh, making him extremely nervous.

The woman in the black dress with the sapphire ring on her left little finger straightened up, looked around solemnly, and then, accompanied by two maids, quietly left Talim's tomb and walked away into the distance.

Huh... Klein breathed a sigh of relief silently.

The feeling of being stabbed in the back quickly turned into a cold sweat.

Who is she, and why did she come to lay flowers at the grave? Talim's lover? But how could Talim, who has no wealth, power, status, or position, have a love affair with a terrifying person who is involved in a "0" level sealed object or a demigod of the same level? This is not a novel! Moreover, it should be her who used the curse to kill Talim... There is a lot of water behind this... Klein listened calmly as reporter Mike and surgeon Allen told Talim's past.

He quickly thought about it and felt that the most confusing thing about this matter was:

It is incredible that the death of an ordinary person with no money, no power, no identity, no status, and no strength would actually involve a "0" level seal or a strong person of the same level!

But this is not an isolated case. There are similar things happening around me... Klein suddenly had a connection and looked at the surgeon Allen:

There is a very high possibility that a Sequence 1 "Mercury Snake" is hidden in the home of this ordinary person!

Following this line of thought, Klein recalled the nearly five months he had spent traveling through time, and was shocked to find that he had unknowingly become involved with multiple demigods and multiple terrifying sealed objects.

The woman who had just killed Talim, "Mercury Snake" Will Auceptin, "Blasphemer" Amon, the mysterious woman in the Kingdom Museum, the High-Sequence Masters of the Rose School, "0-08", "1-42", Ince Zangwill, the mutated Holy Emblem of the Sun, the Antigonus family notes, Mr. Azik Eggers who was suspected to be a descendant of the God of Death, Mr. "The Gate", the Dusk Hermits... one name after another flashed in Klein's mind, and every time he counted one, he wanted to gasp.

He calmed down and thought carefully:

“This doesn’t even include the ‘True Creator’ and ‘Eternal Blazing Sun’ that are above these… Strictly speaking, I can also be included in this category. After all, I am a soul from another world that came here because of the Black Divination and controls the strange gray fog… Could this be the cusp of another era after Roselle, so demigods and terrifying sealed objects will enter real life one after another…”

As Klein's thoughts flashed through his mind, the grief-stricken reporter Mike and surgeon Allen left one after another, and he left the cemetery at a moderate pace.

Just as he was looking around for a carriage for hire, a familiar carriage drove out from a hidden place and stopped in front of him.

Although the emblem on the black carriage was skillfully covered, Klein still recognized it as Prince Edessak's carriage at a glance.

Silently, the car door opened, and the old butler, whose hair was combed meticulously, came down and politely made a gesture of invitation:

"His Royal Highness is waiting for you."

“Okay.” Klein didn’t feel guilty at all and entered the spacious and warm carriage.

Prince Edessak was wearing a dark blue coat with a large collar and a golden ribbon-like thing on his chest, which made him look extremely noble.

He stroked the diamond brooch, his narrow eyes sighing:

"Even when I attended a friend's funeral, I was restricted. I couldn't go there in person, I could only watch from a distance, and I could only send someone to lay flowers on my behalf. This is the lack of freedom of the royal family."

"If Talim's grandfather hadn't lost his title, you wouldn't have to be cautious." Klein followed Prince Edessak's gesture and sat down opposite him.

Edessak picked up the blood-red wine of Olmire and said:

"Alas, I originally planned to find an opportunity to help Talim's father regain a certain degree of nobility, but unfortunately..."

He went deeper into the topic and asked:

"Sherlock, did you receive that package?"

"Yes." Klein answered whatever was asked, and never gave too much description.

Edsak nodded slightly and said:

"Any progress?"

"I used Talim's hair, flesh, and personal belongings to perform divinations several times, but the conclusion I got was that he died of a sudden heart attack." Klein used a smooth, emotionless narration to frantically imply things like "My sequence is not high," "My level is limited," "Although I am good at divination, the other party is more powerful," and "I definitely can't find out the truth."

Edsak showed an expression of disappointment that was difficult to conceal, and sighed:

"How do you plan to investigate next?"

"Start with the people Talim came into contact with and the places he visited a few days before his death." Klein answered according to the plan.

Edessak glanced at the old butler:

"This will definitely involve coercion, interrogation and bribery. Um... give Sherlock 100 pounds as investigation funds."

"Yes, Your Highness." The old butler took out a stack of banknotes that he had prepared long ago from his pocket.

Directly give 100 pounds as funding? Klein once again felt Prince Edessak's generosity.

"I'll try my best to investigate." He took the 100 pounds in cash and put it directly into his pocket without counting it.

"I hope we can let Talim rest in peace." Prince Edessak clenched his right fist and tapped his left chest.

As he spoke, he turned his head and looked out the window, looking at the Crown Cemetery not far away.

He still has some affection for Talim... Klein sighed secretly and was led out of the carriage by the old butler.

…………

In Queens, in the luxurious villa of Earl Hall's family.

Audrey looked at the psychology teacher, Islant, who had waist-length hair, and looked around cautiously.

She then lowered her voice and said:

"Teacher Eslant, I recently attended a new Beyonder gathering, where someone was buying the characteristics of human skin shadows and the recipe for the 'Wind-loving' potion at a high price. Hmm, different people, these should all be mid-sequence things, right? It sounds very interesting. Yes, are you interested?"

Islant was stunned for a moment, then he said after a few seconds of hesitation:

"I'll go back and ask."

"Okay." Audrey responded briskly, as if she simply found similar mid-sequence transactions interesting.

Eslant retracted his attention and said seriously:

"Ms. Audrey, although you are already a Sequence 8 Beyonder, you have not received formal education in mysticism, and you do not fully understand the many applied techniques of 'audience' and 'mind reader', as well as the corresponding theoretical foundations. From today on, I will guide you to gradually become a true Beyonder."

"That's exactly what I wanted." Audrey said sincerely.

Susie, the big golden retriever squatting at her feet, also wagged her tail happily, as if she was happy for her owner.

…………

Klein, who had decided to slack off, took a carriage back to No. 15 Minsk Street.

He opened the door and entered the house. Just as he was about to take off his hat, his movements suddenly froze.

His spiritual intuition told him that a stranger had entered the living room and the room!

This... is barely concealed... Is this a warning? A warning is better than no warning... Klein stood in the hallway, silent for a long time.

Immediately, he turned around and went out, taking a hired carriage to the Steam Church.

The church has towering chimneys and bell towers. The former represents the power of steam, while the latter hangs complex clocks, symbolizing the beauty of machinery.

It was neither the weekend nor the noon or evening, and there were only a few believers praying quietly in the church hall.

Klein sat in the aisle, leaned his cane against the wall, took off his hat, and pretended to pray for ten minutes facing the holy emblem in front of him.

Then he took his things, walked along the aisle to the altar, and said to the bishop standing next to him:

"I want to repent."

"Okay, God is watching you." The bishop with a kind face and gray temples walked first to the confessional on the side.

Klein followed closely and closed the door.

He sat down on the chair and said to the bishop across the wooden board:

"I confess that I did not stick to my principles when faced with danger and chose to retreat."

"What were you thinking at that time?" the bishop asked softly.

Klein immediately described in detail Talim's death, his own doubts, the reminder to the "Mechanical Heart", Prince Edessak's commission, and his inner retreat in the face of royal oppression after divination failed to obtain the desired answer.

The reason why he did not go directly to Carlson was that he was worried that he was not only being watched by the other side, but also secretly observed by Prince Edessak's men. Once he made it clear that he intended to be perfunctory and slack, he might encounter another disaster.

The Steam Cathedral is the headquarters of the Backlund Parish of the Church of the God of Steam and Machinery and one of their three major temples. No one can peek in here.

Klein intended to use the Steam Church to convey his true thoughts and avoid being drawn into deeper conflicts.

Simply put, follow the will of your heart.

The bishop listened quietly and replied in the same tone:

“Your choice is human instinct, God will not blame you.

"Go back, God will protect you."

That’s good… Klein understood the hint and quietly left the Steam Church.

Standing on the street outside, looking at the misty sky, he sighed silently:

Improve it as soon as possible.

PS: It’s the last two days, please give me a monthly ticket~