After a soft sound that was not too harsh, the burly man slowly fell down. His eyes were still full of confusion and confusion. He seemed to want to shout for help, but his slender and tender little hands were still tight.
It grasped his throat so hard that no matter how hard he struggled, he could only make a sound of "uh-uh" like air leaking from the wind.
"It's easier than expected, it looks like it's only sequence nine." Dragging the strong figure into the alley, Triss began to peel off the grizzly bear's body - well, to be precise, peeling off his clothes.
It's not that she has awakened to any perverted hobby, it's just to be on the safe side.
Although given the security environment in the East District, as long as the body is placed here, within two hours, everything valuable on him will be discovered and taken away by his people.
But considering the possibility that Grizzly Bear's faction found him first, Triss decided to complete the work herself.
After stuffing a few soles and a box of cigarettes into her pocket, Triss took out a pocket watch and looked at the time. Although women in this era usually wore waist watches, Triss still believed that she should be
She is a man, so she still chose this masculine timing tool.
His waiting time was not too long. After a moment, a drop of crystal scarlet blood with a mercury-like texture seeped out from the "Grizzly Bear"'s chest. The strange material seemed to be solidified, but maintained a fluid texture.
It gives people a strange attraction.
"I have never seen this extraordinary property, and I don't know which way it came from. Let's do some divination after we go back... If we can't find a buyer, we can throw it to the cat."
Triss wrapped her hands with spirituality, picked up the drop of liquid, and stuffed it into the cigarette box.
As for those cigarettes, Triss had already wrapped them in the clothes she stripped off, and planned to throw them into the Tasok River later - if they were thrown away, they would be easily discovered by subsequent investigators, thus locking them into the Extraordinary's crime.
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Just when Triss easily settled a business worth two hundred and fifty pounds (including extraordinary characteristics), Klein arrived in front of a residence.
This house is not a townhouse, but a small villa with a yard. And according to Klein's prior understanding, the rent of such a villa is even higher than that of the townhouse at No. 15 Minsk Street where he currently rents.
The terraced houses are even cheaper, only two soles more expensive than the rent at No. 2 Daffodil Street!
Thinking of Daffodil Street, Clyde's mood sank slightly, but the corners of his mouth curled up again, forming a bright and soulless smile.
Considering the "extraordinary power" that appeared in the divination, Klein had no intention of going in directly to investigate. Mr. Melas didn't give him a camera anyway, so even if adultery was discovered, there would be no evidence.
Rather than taking a profit-free risk, Klein plans to go back first and hand over the address here to Mr. Melas tomorrow to see if that gentleman has any further entrustments.
But just as he was about to leave, the door of the residence suddenly opened again, and a woman in casual clothes walked out. Although she was cross-dressed, Klein recognized it at a glance. This was definitely Mrs. Melas!
"Fortunately, I didn't go back directly... It seems like this is just a safe house to change clothes?" Klein frowned slightly, but had no intention of following Mrs. Melas. He was very sure that even if the other party changed clothes, she would still be there.
He will leave in a carriage. Instead of chasing while divination, you may get some clues by investigating the house.
With the help of the "Joker's" balance and agility, Klein easily climbed over the wall. Although it was broad daylight, Backlund's climate, which was hidden among clouds and fog all day long, gave him enough cover.
After walking through the garden, Klein took a few steps to the side of the house. After looking around for a while, he easily climbed up to the balcony on the second floor through the water pipe.
"I didn't see any servants... Are there none, or are they all on the first floor?" Klein looked into the room through the balcony. After confirming that there were no servants in the room, he took out a card and easily opened the latch.
Klein did not rush to enter the balcony, but carefully cleaned his shoes to make sure they would not leave any footprints before walking in.
"Why is there so much dust?" Klein frowned, slightly confused. The furnishings in the house were neatly arranged, but a thin layer of dust could be seen, even though the air quality in Backlund was very poor.
It would take at least a week or two to accumulate such dust.
But this also made Klein a little bolder. After all, if it was so dirty, it at least meant that there were no servants to clean it.
Relying on the clown's dexterity, Klein tried his best to reduce the possibility of leaving footprints. However, after he ran through the entire house, he discovered that only the corridor on the first floor had a series of old and new footprints.
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These are typical women's footprints, some of which have even been covered by dust, and these footprints all point to a door with a brass handle.
"According to the layout, this should be a guest room, right?"
Klein murmured, took out a coin from his arms, and said silently:
"There is a mechanism or a trap behind the door."
As his pupils turned dark, the coins bounced high with a clanking sound.
When the gold coin fell, the upward facing tail made him relax slightly.
"On the other hand, it represents denial. There is no mechanism set up. It seems that the lady is not worried about someone sneaking in? Or, she didn't expect it?" Klein thought, took out a handkerchief and put it on the handle, unscrewed it, and came out.
Surprisingly, the room behind this door was actually dust-free.
"Only cleaning one house?" Klein walked into the house carefully, but found nothing worthy of attention. There was a jewelry box on the dressing table with a mirror, and inside was a set that should be worn when traveling today.
The jewelry and the clothes he was wearing when he arrived were neatly stacked in the wardrobe. Other than that, there were only a few cheap civilian clothes.
"Is it really just a safe house for changing clothes? But Mr. Melas's residence is in the Hillston District, so even if you go out in casual clothes, there will be no problem!" Klein became more and more puzzled by this lady's behavior.
He got up, but soon, he thought of a possibility and took off a brand new blue crystal pendulum from his wrist - this was one he had remade before coming to Backlund.
He held the pendulum with his left hand, took out a note paper with his right hand, and wrote a line of text on it——
"There is a secret room or secret compartment in this house."
Although coins can also be used for divination, when there is a relatively stable environment, Klein still prefers to use the more accurate pendulum method.
As he closed his eyes and recited the divination sentences silently, Klein's spirituality slowly spread, and the pendulum in his hand began to rotate rhythmically.
