“There is the presence of supernatural factors…” Klein’s eyes returned to normal, and he looked at Leonard and Frye.

Leonard suddenly chuckled.

“Very professional, and deserving of the title of Seer.”

Are you trying to hint at something… Klein muttered in his head.

Frye opened his suitcase and took out a silver knife and other tools. He paused and asked, “The corpse tells me that she really died of a sudden heart attack. Do you have any way to divine a more detailed answer?”

Klein nodded seriously and said, “I can attempt to combine a mediumship ritual and a dream divination. Hopefully, I’ll be able to obtain something from Mrs. Lauwis’s remaining spirituality.”

Frye maintained his cold and reserved state. He took two steps back and said, “Give it a try.”

He turned his head sideways and looked at Klein. He suddenly sighed without much fluctuation in his tone. “You’re getting more and more used to this kind of situation.”

It’s not like I wanted it… Klein had an urge to cry. He then took out the bottles of pure dew, essential oils, and herbal powder. Then, he quickly set up the mediumship ritual.

He chanted the honored titles of the Evernight Goddess in the middle of the spirituality wall and recited his prayers in Hermes.

Soon, wind spun around him and the light grew dimmer.

Klein’s eyes turned entirely black, and he repeated the divination statement, “The cause of Mrs. Lauwis’s death.

“The cause of Mrs. Lauwis’s death.”

He entered the dreamland whilst standing and ‘saw’ a translucent spirit lingering around the corpse.

Then, he extended his illusory right hand to touch Mrs. Lauwis’s remaining spirituality.

In an instance, light burst out in front of him as scenes flashed past, one after another.

There was a skinny and sallow lady dressed in ragged clothes, busily making matchboxes.

She suddenly paused and held her chest.

She was speaking to her two children.

Her body wavered as she gasped for air.

was buying black bread when someone

was having the symptoms of a heart

got into bed, but she never woke up ever

trace of the supernatural factor. But when everything ended, he still hadn’t

dispelled the wall of spirituality and said to the waiting Frye and

Lauwis had a heart ailment a long time ago. The only scene that was different

hospital, time is not something they can afford

on the bed and sighed

that the supernatural

and replied, “Yes, but this is merely

allowed Frye to take out his tools from his suitcase without

packed up his tools. After cleaning up and covering the corpse, he turned

the door, paused for quite a while before saying, “That’s it for now. Let’s head over to the workhouse in West Borough. We’ll see if we can find other clues. Maybe we

only hope,” Klein

up his suitcase and while skipping and walking, he carefully went across the two

out of the room first.

to bury the

Officer.” Lauwis bowed lightly and replied in a hurry. Then, feeling numbed and lost, he said, “A-actually, I… I don’t have the money to bury her just yet. I have to save for another few days, just a few more days. Luckily, the

plan on letting the

colder recently. I can move the body onto the table at night. When we eat, I can carry her

Frye suddenly interrupted, “I’ve left you money for the burial next

in absolute calmness, he exited the apartment directly, unbothered by Lauwis’s shocked

followed closely and

still as hot as June or July, how

a very dark night with strong winds, throw the corpse into the Tussock River or the Khoy River? Or just dig

burial had been established more than a thousand years ago, at the end of the previous Epoch. The seven major churches and imperial households from each country had approved the law in order to cut down

patrolling. They only charged minimum fees for cremation and burial in order to

even so, the truly poor still couldn’t afford

leaving 134 Iron Cross Street at Lower Street, the three Nighthawks and Bitsch Mountbatten parted ways. Silently, they

like when the people from the Foodaholic Empire on earth queued for a shop

the people queuing were in tattered clothes

homeless poor each workhouse will accept daily. They can only take them in based on the

recession in the recent months has played

will have to figure out a

has the same long line. Some of them would wait from two in the afternoon.” Frye paused. “The rest of the people mostly starve for a day. Then, they lose their ability to find a job and fall into a

a few seconds before letting out

publish any of this… Mr. Frye, I hardly ever hear you speak

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