Lord of the Mysteries

Chapter 247

The figure in the mirror was clear, but it was as though the woman in the black regal dress had never appeared.

Klein secretly activated his Spirit Vision, but didn’t find anything.

Did I just hire a female ghost as my bodyguard? She’s even stranger than a female ghost… At the very least, one can see ghosts with Spirit Vision… Klein thoughtfully touched Azik’s copper whistle in his pocket, feeling nothing but its cold chill. Like before, it didn’t have any additional changes.

She’s unaffected by the copper whistle… Seems like she isn’t an undead creature… However, I can’t be sure. Back then, the copper whistle was buried with me, but the corpses surrounding me didn’t act abnormally… Was it because those buried in the cemetery have experienced a send off by the priests and bishops? When does it work and when doesn’t it… When this business with the ambassador is over, and if I’m still alive, I’ll go to the cemetery and try to figure out the scope of its effect and its limits. I can’t always carry a time bomb like this… Klein washed his face and walked out of the bathroom.

Just as he picked up the newspaper in the living room and was going to read it in the living room or bedroom, he heard the doorbell ring.

Klein’s mind tensed up when he heard the tinkling sounds. He put on his coat, with all kinds of materials in it, and walked towards the door gingerly.

He clearly knew that danger was approaching in the next few days!

After standing behind the door and waiting for a moment, the scene outside naturally surfaced in Klein’s mind.

The crimson moon was faintly discernible in the sky. The elegant gas lamps on both sides of the street lit up the wet road. A boy wearing an old coat stood there. His bright red eyes were deep and adrift.

Ian Wright? Why did he appear? Isn’t this what I saw in my dream divination? Is this the prelude to danger? Klein opened the door and took two cautious steps back.

“Detective Moriarty,” Ian took off his brown top hat, bowed, and said in a low voice, “I came to apologize. I’m sorry to have involved you in such a dangerous matter.”

Klein creased his eyebrows and probed, “What you should’ve done is head to the police station.”

Ian looked around and bowed his head.

“I just came out from MI9.”

Ah? Is that the name of the military’s special department? Klein stepped aside, pointed at the living room and said, “Maybe we can have a chat.”

I have to at least know what placed me in this situation… He sighed inwardly.

Ian didn’t stand on ceremony as he followed Klein into the living room and sat in the same spot as he did the last time.

He was just about to open his mouth when Klein suddenly added, “If what you plan on saying will put me in greater danger, then there’s no need to tell me about it.”

“No, everything will soon be over.” Ian had a calmness that was beyond his age.

Klein was relieved and asked out of curiosity, “So, what exactly happened?”

oriel window across the room: a black regal dress, long hair tied in a bun, blue eyes, delicate features, and a pale face. It was the woman who

seemed to find an illusory high back chair and sat down. Her left palm supported her right elbow while her right hand supported her face, pretending to listen attentively while appearing

a moment, Klein was left

“In fact, Detective Zreal is a spy for the

was involved in

by others, allowing us to gather a lot of useful information. Two weeks

found the name

at him and explained, “Turani von Helmosuin, the greatest scientist after Emperor Roselle, a mathematician, a mechanist, and

it’s him! Klein suddenly remembered the

a great scientist, but also a crazy scientist. He believed that the inherent flaw in the existence of humans could only be fixed through machines. He loved eating sugar as if it was his own energy source. He mysteriously disappeared

manuscript involve third generation difference

could effectively improve the efficiency of scientific research and various projects. In Klein’s opinion, it was an alternative computer

Ian shook his head.

actually see it. Perhaps, it had

then went on to recount what had

and told me to follow up on that lead

was, but I was afraid of the danger, so I didn’t steal it directly. I decided to return to Detective Zreal, and after that, it was as I told you. Detective Zreal’s house was infiltrated while many of the tiny traps were not restored, and he didn’t respond to my contact

confirmed the death of Detective Zreal. I took a fake tooth from

inside of the fake tooth, there was a method to urgently contact his superior. It was a method that even he didn’t know

and said, “So you sent

surprise flashed across Ian’s face as he asked, “Did the people from MI9 tell you

to see you on Bacardi Street.” Klein casually made

Ian nodded in depression. “I got in touch with Detective Zreal’s superior in Backlund via telegram and arranged the time, place, and manner of meeting, but soon enough, I was found by the Zmanger gang. No,

and both sides engaged in a chaotic

officers. Unfortunately, I was caught by them, and I was very afraid of dying, so I told them everything

such times when you look like a fifteen or sixteen year old teenager…Just as

taken it away, he had written the matter off, thinking that the Beyonder was lacking in skill, and that

Seer pathway, the situation became extremely peculiar. With powerful mediumship, it was impossible for the fake tooth to not be

body in such a remote and hard to find place didn’t seem

Ian’s description, the answer was

you ever thought of the possibility that Zreal’s superior has traitors around him,

was exposed and killed when he obtained the clue to the manuscript, as well as why you

about Zreal’s superior which was why he didn’t pay much attention to the

to his superior directly

quite a while before he clenched his fists in anger, trying hard

quietly let out a breath of air and

to MI9 and everything else. They also mentioned your predicament in passing. Heh, they didn’t suspect me of lying,

Ian stood up and gave a deep

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