Lord of the Mysteries

Chapter 256

Before leaving the house, Klein tossed a coin to inquire if it was beneficial for him to visit the Bravehearts Bar that day.

After receiving a negative result, he looked around before whispering into the air, “Is someone monitoring me today?”

After a few seconds of silence, Miss Bodyguard’s ethereal voice suddenly sounded from behind him.

“No.”

Klein subconsciously looked back, but he failed to find Miss Bodyguard.

His attention quickly returned to the answer he received as he couldn’t help but let out a snicker in his heart.

MI9 isn’t even putting me on their suspect list at all!

After confirming that Rosago hadn’t sought me out, they completely put me aside.

Should I feel honored or insulted?

It’s true that a detective that busies himself looking for cats has no way of being associated with the assassination of an ambassador or getting rid of a Sequence 5 expert…

Furthermore, MI9 has been monitoring me for quite some time. My panic, my helplessness, and my struggle for self-preservation were laid out for them to see. It’s obvious that I can’t inflict any substantial harm to the ambassador…

With that in mind, Klein put on his half top hat, carried his black silver-inlaid cane, and walked out of 15 Minsk Street. He spent 2 soli for a rental carriage that brought him to Bravehearts Bar on Iron Gate Street in the Backlund Bridge area.

He entered like a regular, walked past the cheering drunkards around the boxing ring, and rapped the countertop when he came to the bar counter.

“One glass of Southville beer.”

The bartender looked up at him and mumbled, “Kaspars is in Card Room 3.”

Klein smiled and pushed five one-penny copper coins to the man.

Then, carrying the wooden cup and sipping a white, smooth, frothy Southville beer, he walked around two of the rowdiest, liveliest stages that stank the most and knocked on the door of Card Room 3.

Kaspars was playing Texas poker with unlimited stakes. Stacks of cash were piled high in front of him, as well as yellow coins that piled up in a dazzling heap.

Noticing Klein’s gaze, the black-market arms dealer with the huge scar on his face twitched his big red nose and casually said, “I don’t like using chips as they don’t feel real to me. It’s still the texture of cash and the weight of the coins that leaves me intoxicated. It the same as f**king women!”

After finishing that sentence, Kaspars frowned slightly.

“What are you doing here again?”

Klein didn’t answer directly, but he gestured with his mouth to speak outside.

front of him into the middle of the table, then he limped to the door and said to Klein, “You’d better have

to the corner, Klein said in a suppressed voice, “I want

looked at him suspiciously. “Haven’t

heh heh, you know… I’ve become

organizer is the same person as last time, but you’ll have to wait for more

you.” Klein touched the bills

pound this time.” Kaspars acted like

it,” Klein said as the corners of his

a seat and sat down, drinking the rich malt-scented Southville beer and enjoying the competition on

beat and take them down at the same time…” Klein quickly

to the bar, looked

Holy Lord of Storms, I hope you haven’t

a

he began sipping, and he took half an hour

time, and it was the same house without any light. Klein put on the

the time… Klein listened carefully for a moment, then saw the small plank of the door open and a pair of eyes

on the hooded

a candle flickering in the dim light. Klein randomly found a seat and quietly

no longer felt suppressed or tensed;

neck made him

are no Sequence 5 experts in this gathering. There might not even be a

conversation for a while, he saw the round-faced Apothecary change his posture as if he wanted

the Apothecary who had half his chubby face exposed quickly raised his hand and said, “Black Snake has

beasts are

Klein was surprised to hear the

to “successfully”

mission of clearing the beasts in the sewers…

discovered Zreal’s corpse, he had heard thumping

parts of Zreal’s

of Iron Carbon Street in the East Borough, quite far from the Backlund Bridge area, and I wonder if there’s a connection… Klein had no impulse to verify

spread through the dark room, attracting the murmurs of many. A sense of fear spread through them, as though they

clapped his hands and said, “So, what

and a frozen silence filled the

Klein thought for a moment and said, “If I were you, I would give up on the rest

very soon, and those beasts that hide in the depths

Snake likely has an organization backing him. His death definitely would’ve caused an investigation. I believe you don’t want

Black Snake was an Aurora Order member, by referring to the True

this was the case rather than hope

slightly, seemingly

would even anonymously report

Many gathering

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