Hearing a somewhat familiar voice, Klein pushed open the wooden door and looked inside.
It is still the familiar ball room, but the people at the ball table have changed. Standing there now is a boy who is not too old. He is wearing an old coat and a brown round hat.
He has a pair of bright red eyes that are reminiscent of those of a vampire. He is the boy who caused the incident of killing the ambassador for five pounds and got him involved in the dispute over the manuscript of the Third Generation Difference Engine.
"Is it you, Detective Moriarty?" Before Klein could even remember his name, the young man called out Klein's current identity first. Klein looked at him and looked at him, in order to make himself look mature, he was deliberately affixed.
The two beards on my head reminded me of myself when I first came to Backlund and didn't know how to put on makeup.
He walked into the billiard room and closed the door. In a short period of time, he finally found the boy's name in his mind, and then said with a smile:
"Long time no see, Ian."
"Yeah." Ian suppressed his shocked expression and muttered:
"I just went to Pulitzer for two months. Those guys were barbaric and fierce, and they didn't show any humility or care for the children. In the end, I had to go back to Backlund and do what I was good at again. Last month, Casper
Si ran away, so I borrowed my connections and took over the business here."
At this point, Ian changed the subject and added:
"Mr. Detective, I will always keep your help to me in mind. I still owe you two requests."
"..." Klein muttered in his heart that Ian's explanation was just a cover-up. In fact, even if he didn't say anything, Klein could figure out that he must have some kind of relationship with MI9 now, and even that he is now
Becoming a black marketeer is also serving MI9.
However, this was not a big deal to Klein, who now had the status of "Informant of the Mechanical Church". He picked up a club, gestured, and said casually:
"In addition to underground arms trading, you seem to be selling some information?"
"Yes." Ian nodded calmly, "What do you want to know? It's free."
In response to Ian's generosity, Klein's eyebrows slightly raised. While pushing out the club to hit a good shot, he happily accepted the offer and said:
"I've been looking for followers of The Fool recently. There are many rewards. What news do you have here?"
After hearing this, Ian thought about it carefully, then shook his head and said:
"No, I even doubt whether The Fool really has followers. There is no clue at all. But if we insist on saying so, there are still two things that may be related to Him."
"Oh?" Klein used his clown ability to control his expression and look interested. Ian immediately said:
"One is the Black Emperor, the thief who was involved in the Cappin case last time. He showed up again the night before and killed the banker who assassinated Duke Negan."
"Has the Black Emperor already linked up with The Fool?" Klein thought about the source of Ian's intelligence and asked:
"What about the other one?"
"It was also the night before yesterday that another person appeared at the same time as the Black Emperor. He killed a woman disguised as the banker in the dock area...
Although I don't know how a woman could disguise herself as a banker, in any case, she died in an almost exactly the same way as in the Capin case, and her body was also covered with tarot cards.
The only difference is that her eyes are covered with two cards, 'Devil' and 'Justice'. Also, it is said that there is a statue of an evil god at the scene, which was split open by a 'King of Swords' card. Of course, this cannot be ruled out.
Possibility of imitation.
The reason why these two cases are associated with The Fool is because of this style of spreading Tarot cards. After all, ‘The Fool’ itself is the first card in the Tarot deck.”
"I didn't do this!" Klein was shocked when he heard Ian's statement. Thinking of the Aurora Society taking the blame in today's newspaper, he immediately thought that someone else might be blaming the Tarot Society.
But when I thought about it carefully, I had another idea.
"The Devil card and the Justice card..." Klein muttered these two cards, and immediately remembered that Miss Justice and Mr. Devil both lived in Backlund, and the night before, Miss Justice specifically asked about the murder of Duke Negan.
However, Miss Justice is also a noble lady, and she is only at Sequence 8. She should not be able to go out and kill people. So, it was Mr. Devil who did it?
Klein was thinking in his mind, but on the surface he did not hesitate and continued to ask:
"You said a statue was split open. Do you know what it is?"
"I don't know. The church has a strict seal on this matter. I only know that it is a statue of an evil god." Ian shook his head, with a trace of shame on his face for not being able to help.
Klein probably had a plan in mind and asked instead:
"Well, in addition, I also heard about a bounty. Someone is looking for a university tutor named Azik Eggers. I want to know who posted this bounty so that I can confirm whether I want to get involved in this matter.
, after all, you also know that searching for someone is a waste of time."
"You mean you found the body hidden in the sewer overnight?" Ian cursed in his heart, but he still looked around, saying that he was very cautious, and then lowered his voice and spoke out a name——
"MI9."
"MI9? Isn't it the Spiritual Order or the Twilight Hermits? Is it Ince Zangwill's arrangement that caused Mr. Azik to conflict with MI9?"
Klein's mind flashed with thoughts, and a phantom pain came from his chest again. The pain of being punched through the chest a few months ago was still vivid in his mind, but rushing forward would undoubtedly put him into 0-08 perception again.
With a slight calculation in his mind, Klein finally smiled and said:
"It seems that I don't have to worry about the bounty being fake, but I'm very afraid that Azik Eggers was tracked by MI9 because he had some secrets. In that case, maybe the day I get the bounty will be my life."
’s final days.”
Ian could only show his hands at this:
"This is not something I can know. Of course, you can just provide clues."
"That's a good suggestion." Klein didn't ask any more questions, spent five soles to replenish a batch of ordinary bullets, and immediately left the Brave Man's Bar.
Just when he got on the taxi and was thinking about whether to go to Mr. Devil's house and ask about what happened the night before, a voice suddenly came to his ears——
"You want to see us if you have something to do?"
Klein was so frightened by the sudden sound that he almost drew his gun, but after he noticed the source of the sound, he sighed and said with a helpless smile:
"Miss Sharon, do you always show up unknowingly like this?"
"Next time I will knock on the window first." Sharon, wearing a Gothic dress and a small soft hat, slowly appeared in front of him and said in her usual tone without any ups and downs of emotion.
