Howes Street, Divination Club.

Klein pressed down on his half top hat and walked along the stairway towards the main door.

He wasn’t dressed in his usual formal wear. Today, he was wearing a white shirt and a light-colored vest, paired with a thin black windbreaker, making him look more spirited than he had before.

This set of clothing was more suitable for combat and had only cost him one pound, including the fee for the small pocket that he had sewn into the vest. Compared to the suit he had purchased, it was so cheap that it brought tears to his eyes.

He stroked the revolver in his holster, as well as the metal bottles in his tiny inner pocket. Klein then took out the portrait and entered the Divination Club.

Without any surprise, he met the beautiful attendant, Angelica.

“Good afternoon, Mr. Moretti. I thought you would come only a few days later.” Angelica was taken aback at first before she immediately revealed a brilliant smile.

Klein took off his hat and sighed.

“Good afternoon, Miss Angelica. I had a dream at noon. I dreamed about Mr. Hanass Vincent and matters regarding him. You know that, as a fortune-teller, I absolutely cannot overlook any dream. It could be a revelation from the divine.”

Confused by his charlatan-like words, Angelica nodded in thought and asked out of curiosity, “What did you dream of?”

“I saw Hanass Vincent arguing with someone.” Klein passed her the folded piece of paper in his hand.

As Angelica unfolded the portrait, he pinched his glabella and observed the color of her emotions.

“This person…” Angelica looked at the realistic portrait and slipped into deep thought.

Klein saw her emotions turn into a ‘thinking blue’, a normal reaction.

“This person…” Angelica muttered once again. She slowly looked up and said, “I’ve met him before.”

Klein’s mind whirled as he immediately asked, “When was it?”

“I can’t remember the exact date. Maybe a month ago? I saw him send Mr. Vincent to the door and they were softly discussing something. I have a deep impression of him because of his thick and messy eyebrows, as well as Mr. Vincent’s rare smile,” Angelica described as she recalled. “Yes, he had a pair of grayish-blue eyes and, like most men his age, had little hair on his head.”

“Did you meet him again before or after that?” asked Klein gently.

Angelica shook her head.

“No, I am certain of that. I don’t even know his name. To be honest, if it wasn’t you, I would have suspected that any person showing me a portrait like this is a policeman investigating Mr. Vincent’s death. Heh, I don’t find it odd no matter what revelation you receive, for you are a true Seer.”

of fate. We can only see a hazy corner, forever receiving revelations,

weeks, Klein suddenly realized that his Spirit Vision turned clearer. He could even faintly make out the details within

shortsighted man who

potion begun to produce clear signs of

can still maintain such fear and respect towards fate. It’s

the Divination Club who claimed to see through the truth and change fate after learning a

retracted his gaze

better you

experiences. He could basically narrow the essence of the ‘acting’ technique to ‘actions corresponding to the name of the potion, understanding the hidden laws governing the

heart, and soul, making them closer to the

reason why it made one’s spirituality feel light had to do with how the feedback strengthened one’s affirmation of particular divination actions. And these actions collectively formed

being, as well as the essence of the ‘acting’ technique that will guide me towards the future. If it

to teach them. It is

in mind, Klein couldn’t help but thank the suited clown for

he would probably spend months at the Divination Club, summarizing the rules

I sometimes even think of you as a philosopher,” Angelica said with

‘philosopher’ is used to scold somebody.”

that said, he bowed, wore his hat, and left after

was in no way depressed. What he learned was sufficient enough for him to engage in the next phase

Inside Blackthorn Security

portrait in his hands with

to carry out

observe the reactions of its members on Hanass Vincent’s sudden death? I didn’t discover anything yesterday, but I accidentally found

Dunn Smith were to take this portrait to the Divination Club, he would

away

of it, the compensation funds

mention the compensation at this

by you?”

drew it with the help

and revealing the whole truth were

Old Neil to make a few more sets. I’ll get Kenley and Royale to investigate and seek the cooperation of the police department. If

us.” Klein tapped four spots on his chest

he needed from Dunn and company was to figure out the name and identity of the man in the portrait. He

Company. Instead, he took

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