Chapter 93: The Giant Bishop



In the evening, Klein sat in the armchair in the living room. In the warmth of the fireplace, he picked up the information that Isengard's assistant had just delivered.

After his ideas in the morning were praised by the great detective, Kaslana immediately said that she also needed similar information. Stuart sighed in a low voice, saying that he believed that Klein was an excellent detective based on his calmness and composure when facing the case of Atreus, but he did not expect that he would be so outstanding.

At the same time, he told Klein that if he needed manpower or help, he could go to him, as he had many friends in Backlund's detective circle.

Eisinger Stanton also promised to contact the police department immediately and try to provide the relevant information to the detectives in need before dark.

He is indeed very trustworthy.

At the next Tarot meeting, I will have the World ask the little Sun about the characteristics of Sequence 6 Demon and what abilities the Beyonders of this sequence possess… I didn’t want to get involved before and forgot to collect the relevant information. Now that I have decided to help, I must be prepared for any eventuality, lest I run into danger and not know what’s going on… Klein pondered for a few seconds, lowered his head, and under the light of the gas lamp, looked through all the unsolved serial murder cases in the entire Loen Kingdom in the past twenty years.

And it was a lot less than he expected.

There were four cases in Backlund and five in other cities, a total of nine cases!

"Well, although the concept of DNA testing has not yet appeared in this world, and it lacks many necessary criminal investigation technologies, under the promotion of the Emperor, a relatively complete 'fingerprinting' has already been developed. In addition, there are extraordinary methods such as spiritualism, divination, and dream entry! For individual murder cases that do not involve nobles, wealthy people, or officials, the police department often does not seek help from the extraordinary teams of the three major churches. However, serial murders have a very bad impact and are likely to cause panic. They will definitely make the most sensible choice... As a result, there are only a few unsolved serial murders in the past 20 years that are reasonable and logical." Klein quickly figured out the reason.

He gathered his thoughts and read through the cases one by one.

In the absence of sufficient information to make divinations, he initially selected two serial murder cases that might be related to the current incident, intending to use them as a preliminary entry point.

One case occurred four years ago. There were five victims, all of whom were single prostitutes with a child. They were abused before their deaths, but there was no sign of them having sex with anyone.

The police in charge at the time believed that the murderer must know those prostitutes, otherwise it would be impossible to accurately pick out the type of single woman with a child. They started with people living nearby and several regular customers of several prostitutes and identified some suspects, but ultimately did not find the real murderer.

Although the file only briefly mentioned it, Klein could clearly see that they had asked for help from the Beyonders from the three major churches, but unfortunately, they still failed to solve the case.

With the extraordinary ability of the "Abyss" path, it is not against the occult to see that a woman has fallen in the past. The same is true for seeing that the other party is a prostitute, but it is unreasonable to see that the other party is currently single and has only one child... The police's thinking is correct, so where is the problem? Is the real murderer like me, who can resist dreaming, divination, and spiritualism, and escape the investigation of low- and medium-sequence night watchers or punishment substitutes?

It is possible that although the major churches have no lack of knowledge about "serial killers", the other party may have other adventures! Klein picked out some questions from his own perspective.

I am analyzing them as “same kind”... I am living up to the name Moriarty... He laughed at himself and decided that the priority target would still be the four suspects.

“Well, let Mr. Stanton determine the current addresses and conditions of the suspects through the police. Ask Stuart to find someone to assist. I will not show up directly to avoid encountering official Beyonders. Once we figure out the situation, we will collect the suspects’ personal belongings and conduct metaphysical reasoning above the gray fog.” Klein quickly drew up a plan.

The second case occurred eleven years ago, when four dismemberment cases occurred one after another. Originally, these cases were not merged until the police became suspicious of the way the bodies were handled. They were confirmed as serial murders. The victims were people who worked very late and came home late, both men and women. They were not robbed and had no common relationship with each other.

Because of the delay in the most precious time, no clues of the suspect were found in this case.

"This is a mistake. If we ask the psychic for help too quickly, the dead person's resentful spirit will even gather around the murderer... Of course, it's also possible that the murderer 'killed' the soul, just like this case... The dead person's body should only have ashes left, which will be difficult to start with..." Klein rubbed his forehead. Seeing that it was getting dark, he stopped thinking about the case for the time being. He got up from the armchair and left Minsk Street.

He has things to do tonight!

He was going to the South District of the Bridge, to the Harvest Church on Rose Street, to find Bishop Utravsky and try to get the "Pharmacist" formula - he had already divined whether this was dangerous.

For Klein, it would be very helpful to have a "pharmacist" as his subordinate.

He will be injured, get sick, and encounter enemies that can cause him harm. A "pharmacist" who can be found at any time will be his strong backing.

After taking a stroll in the East District, Klein changed his attire and took the steam subway, crossed the Tussock River, and arrived at the South District of the Bridge.

Along the way, the dimness along the subway line and the corresponding gas lights created an impressive scene.

After taking a public carriage, Klein arrived at Rose Street and found the small Harvest Church without having to identify it.

This golden church has a striking spire and the holy emblem of life engraved on its outer wall. It is a stick figure baby surrounded by symbols such as wheat ears, flowers and springs, which is completely different from the surrounding buildings.

At this moment, the lights in the church were dim and there seemed to be few believers.

Klein sneaked in from the side and carefully painted his face with oil paint instead of relying solely on his ability to create illusions.

Inside the church hall, rows of seats are neatly arranged, with a huge holy emblem of life at the top and lit candles on both sides.

Sitting in a seat in the front row was a tall man in his forties or fifties wearing a brown clerical robe.

Just sitting there, he was like a small mountain, giving people a great sense of oppression.

The man wore a bishop's hat, had light and sparse eyebrows, and obvious wrinkles at the corners of his eyes, cheeks, and mouth. At this moment, he had his eyes tightly closed, his hands clasped together, and his chin resting against his chin, as if he was making the most pious confession.

Suddenly, he opened his eyes, revealing a light blue.

"The Mother Goddess's Church will not reject anyone. Why don't you go through the main entrance?" The old man in his forties or fifties spoke in a low and soft voice without looking up.

“Are you Bishop Utravsky?” Klein walked out from the darkness.

The tall man in brown bishop's robes replied gently:

"I prefer to be called Father."

"Father Utravsky."

"Okay, Mr. Bishop." Klein laughed deliberately. "Your name and your height tell me that you are from Feysac. Why do you believe in the Mother Earth?"

Bishop Utravsky slowly raised his head, stared at the Holy Symbol of Life in front of him, and said with emotion:

"I was born in Indo, on the coast of the Sea of ​​​​Break, and I am a man who is passionate about fighting and killing."

Yinduo? He is indeed from the Feysac Empire... Klein nodded slightly.

The Sea of ​​​​the Middle Sea is the natural dividing line between Loen, Intis, and Feysac. The east coast belongs to Loen, most of the west coast belongs to Intis, and to the north are the famous port cities of the Feysac Empire, such as Indo.

In addition, the sea also spreads northeastward, penetrating the territory of the Feysac Empire and connecting with the North Sea. There are many islands in that part of the sea, which is the habitat of animals such as ice bears and seals.

Bear hunting and seal fishing are the traditional activities of the local Feysac people.

When his thoughts were a little distracted, Bishop Utravsky continued to look ahead and said:

"I committed a serious crime and fled to the Sonia Sea, where I became a brutal pirate."

“Before I really fell into the hell of my soul, I was lucky enough to meet the missionary of Mother God.”

"After that day, I understood the value of life, the charm of the growth of all things, and gained the pure joy that comes from life itself. I swore an oath in front of the holy emblem of the Mother Goddess to spread her faith to other countries to repent for my bloody past."

“So, here I am, I came here.”

Bishop Utravsky stood up in a calm but emotional voice. He was over two meters and twenty in height, with a strong physique and a tight clerical robe, like a legendary giant who had reappeared in the northern continent.

A real giant is three to five meters tall, with a single vertical eye... The people of the Feysac Empire are generally tall... No wonder they have always called themselves the descendants of giants and believe that they have giant blood... Klein had to tilt his neck back and look at the face of the "priest".

"What are you doing here?" Bishop Utravsky asked with his head lowered.

“I heard that you have something to entrust to me, and the reward is the recipe of the ‘pharmacist’?” Klein, who was in disguise, asked directly.

Bishop Utravsky was silent for a few seconds and said:

"Yes."

"Although I don't know where you heard it from, it is true."

"So, what is the mission?" Klein asked with a smile.

Utravsky looked at him carefully for a while and said:

"I don't think you can complete my commission."

“Maybe. I need to know the specifics before I can make an assessment.” Klein frowned slightly.

Utravsky stood there like a giant pillar, and after a few seconds he said:

"My commission is..."

At this point, he closed his eyes:

"Kill me."


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