"What's the matter?" Benson asked casually.

Melissa looked at her brother seriously because she felt that Klein's behavior tonight was equally weird, only slightly better than Elizabeth and later Selina.

Klein had already thought of an excuse and laughed:

"There is an error in a description of a document, and I have told my colleagues to submit it as soon as they arrive at the company tomorrow morning. So, I either go over to revise it now, or get up at least half an hour earlier tomorrow. Without a doubt, I will choose the former."

"I always thought you weren't concentrating enough playing cards. It turns out you were thinking about work." Benson suddenly realized and smiled, "No, I apologize. I should have said that playing cards helps with thinking."

“Okay, we’ll wait for you.” Melissa withdrew her gaze and raised her hand to adjust the ruffles of her leg-of-mutton sleeves.

Because it was past the operating hours of the tram and trackless public carriages, the three siblings had to hire a nearby horse-drawn carriage after saying goodbye and leaving, which cost 2 soli and 45 minutes.

"I heard that every coachman who rents a carriage will raise the price at random." Benson complained in a low voice after paying most of the money he won with a painful heart.

Klein smiled and said:

"I think that's acceptable. It's almost 11 o'clock now."

"I was just joking. What I'm thinking now is that we can actually join forces and go to many places in 45 minutes with other guests." Benson said as he looked out the window at the people who were hiring carriages one after another.

I understand. We're carpooling... Klein stroked the silver pattern on the top of his cane and said,

"We don't have a problem, but other guests do. Benson, didn't you notice? They all pay a lot of attention to their image and the idea of ​​'respectability'. I think this may be a common trait of the middle class."

"Yeah." Benson nodded seriously. "The Wood family is more luxurious than I thought. However, Old Wood's salary is only 4 pounds a week... Haha, decency may be the biggest difference between some middle-class people and curly-haired baboons."

The curly-haired baboon has provoked you... Klein almost couldn't hold back his laughter.

Melissa did not join their discussion. She sat down and looked at Klein from time to time, which made him feel a little uneasy.

The light two-wheeled carriage sped along the quiet, dim streets and arrived at Zouteland Street in just 12 minutes.

“Wait for me here. Five minutes, no more than five minutes. I’ll be back.” Klein emphasized again, put on his hat, picked up his cane, and got off the carriage.

Since it was time that was being calculated, not distance, the coachman had no objection to waiting.

Walking up the stairs, Klein arrived outside the Blackthorn Security Company and knocked on the door.

In less than ten seconds, the door opened back and Leonard Mitchell, wearing a vest and a shirt, appeared in front of him.

"You don't have to be on duty tonight." Leonard emphasized with a little surprise.

Klein only needs to be on duty at Chanis Gate one day a week, and he can maintain a normal schedule the rest of the time. As for emergencies at night, they will be handled by the "Insomniacs" who like the dark night.

But sleeping only two or three hours a day would cause hair loss and memory loss... Whenever he thought of this, Klein couldn't help but mock Captain Dunn Smith.

"I have something to report," he said simply.

"Any mission?" Leonard made room at the door and asked casually.

As soon as Klein walked into the reception hall, he saw Dunn coming out in a black windbreaker, his gray eyes as deep as ever.

"Captain, I encountered an extraordinary event."

"What are the specific circumstances?" Dunn asked directly.

Klein recounted the previous events and his own handling of the situation in detail:

"…So, I think it is necessary to investigate Heinus Vincent."

At that time, he thought that since the evil creature invited by the "Magic Mirror Divination" had not caused a tragedy and had not given him a warning of extreme danger, it meant that the other party might still need time and was unwilling to wake up or control Selina in advance. Therefore, as long as its purpose was not directly exposed, the evil creature would definitely choose to wait and see. In this case, it would not be too difficult for Elizabeth to trick Selina to the bedroom door.

"You handled it very well. You seized the opportunity when the evil spirit had not yet completely descended and possessed me." Dunn nodded gently and said, "Leave the rest of the investigation to us. You can go back and rest."

Klein breathed a sigh of relief and laughed:

"I thought you would make this my joining mission and let me complete it alone."

Judging from the spell Elizabeth provided, Heinus Vincent is somewhat dangerous...

"That's because you already have your mission to join the team." Leonard chuckled casually.

"What?" Klein was startled.

Dunn's mouth curled up, and he explained in a mellow voice:

"At around seven o'clock in the evening, we received a case transferred from the police station. We initially confirmed that there was no danger or urgency, so we planned to let you complete it alone tomorrow."

"Okay, don't ask what the case is. Get a good night's sleep tonight and move your day off to Tuesday or Wednesday."

Captain, if you do this, I won't be able to sleep any more, okay... Besides, Monday afternoon is the date of the Tarot gathering... Should I send a "message" to Justice and The Hanged Man in advance to postpone it? Klein shook his head and smiled bitterly, then said goodbye and left.

When he got out of the stairs, he suddenly became aware and looked up at the carriage he had hired. He saw Melissa looking at him quietly through the window.

When their eyes made contact, Melissa turned her head and sat up straight.

Klein's lips twitched slightly, and he walked into the carriage as if nothing had happened.

Under the crimson moon and pure night sky, the two-wheeled carriage moved briskly through street after street.

After returning home, Klein asked Benson to take a shower first. He went to the door of Melissa's bedroom and knocked twice.

Melissa, who was about to go to another bathroom, creaked open the door and looked at her brother in confusion.

"Melissa, do you have anything you want to ask? I know you do." Klein said directly.

Don't always spy...

Melissa moved her lips a few times, frowned slightly and said:

"Klein, what did you do to Elizabeth? I feel like something is wrong with her."

"Also, Selina became very strange afterwards."

Klein asked back with good preparation:

"Did you know that Elizabeth and Selina are fans of the occult?"

"...I know, but I don't like it. I don't think there is anything in this world that is incomprehensible." Melissa was stunned for a moment, and answered seriously, "All the misunderstandings are just because we don't have enough knowledge."

“Yeah, I think so too.” Klein agreed guiltily.

I used to think so, until I succeeded in committing suicide...

He coughed twice and continued:

"Mysticism includes Hermetic script, which is a special script used for ancient sacrifices and prayers. Elizabeth knows that I am good at this. After all, this is the field of historians, so she asked me for the corresponding pronunciations and specific meanings of several words."

Melissa nodded slightly, accepting her brother's explanation because it was consistent with her understanding of both parties.

"As for why Elizabeth and Selina became weird later, I don't know the specific reason." Klein said after dispelling his own doubts, "But I can make a guess."

“Can you guess?” Melissa blurted out in surprise.

Klein raised his hand and poked his mouth and said:

"I guessed based on what Elizabeth asked me. The Hermetic words she mentioned were related to divination and some evil sacrificial objects. Hmm, did Selina recite the Hermetic words when she was doing the magic mirror divination?"

He took the initiative to mention this matter in order to alert his sister to similar things in the future. It would be better if she could stay away from Selina and Elizabeth.

"Yes..." Melissa answered hesitantly, "I think I understand why Elizabeth and Selina are weird..."

At this time, Klein deliberately asked back:

"Because Selina's magic mirror divination involves evil and illegal beliefs, Elizabeth found out the specific meaning of the corresponding Hermes text from me, and then she found an opportunity to accuse her and correct her mistake?"

"I think so." Melissa had no doubt about this conclusion because she had deduced it herself.

Seeing that his induction was effective, Klein breathed a sigh of relief and said:

"You should also warn Selina more in the future and let her return to the right path of faith."

As he said this, he tapped his chest four times in a clerical manner.

"Yes, I will!" Melissa replied firmly.

“Also, don’t tell Elizabeth and Selina about our speculation or what I said. I originally promised Elizabeth not to tell you.” Klein emphasized at the end.

"Yeah." Melissa nodded lightly.

…………

Monday morning at 8:00, Blackthorn Security Company.

Klein took off his hat, greeted Roxanne and Brett, and talked about the weather before entering Captain Dunn Smith's office.

He pushed open the door, looked up, and was suddenly startled, because Dunn's face was very pale, and his gray eyes were slightly turbid, losing their usual depth.

"What happened? Hannah Vincent?" Klein asked in surprise and concern.

Dunn rubbed his forehead, took a sip of coffee, smiled bitterly and said:

"Heinus Vincent is dead."

"Who killed him early?" Klein sat down opposite Dunn with his cane.

Dunn did not answer directly, but sighed and said:

"Leonard and I went to look for Heinus Vincent last night. Since he didn't show any abnormal signs and there was nothing strange in his home, I decided to enter his dream to look for clues."

"In his dream, in his dream..."

Dunn repeated it twice, his eyes unconsciously showing fear as he said:

"In his dream, I saw a cross, a huge cross, a cross that filled the sky. On the cross, a naked man was nailed with black iron nails. His arms were spread out, his feet were on top, his head was hanging like a pendant, and his body was covered with blood stains."

"As soon as I saw this scene, I fainted and left Hanas Vincent's dream. When I woke up, Leonard told me that Hanas had died in his sleep."

"A huge cross, a man hanging upside down and covered in blood... This is somewhat similar to the real creator believed in by several secret organizations, but it is also very different..." Klein speculated doubtfully.

The secret organizations that believe in the true creator have mainly appeared in the last two or three hundred years, such as the Aurora Society and the Iron-Blooded Cross, but similar images have never disappeared in the past thousand years.

Dunn rubbed his forehead again:

"We will follow up later. Now go and complete your joining task."