Lord of the Mysteries

Chapter 270

Bang! Bang! Bang!

Holding onto a revolver that he rented from the Quelaag Club with one hand, Klein pulled the trigger repeatedly, hitting the bullseye accurately, with the worst shot hitting the 8 ring.

By feeding his practice with live bullets, along with the superhuman control that he had after becoming a Clown, his marksmanship was considered rather excellent.

If I continue practicing for a few months, I could even be considered a sharpshooter…Klein unloaded the revolver in satisfaction and cleared the empty shells. They fell to the ground noisily as he looked at Talim Dumont with a smile.

“Are you satisfied?”

“Very good.” The equestrian teacher, Talim, had already taken off his black tweed overcoat and light gray sweater and adopted a boxing stance. “Come on, let me see the standard of your fighting skills. I can tell you frankly that I’ve received training as a trainee knight since I was young, and I’ve never let it go to waste.”

As a Beyonder, if I can’t even beat an ordinary man who has only received training, then I might as well die! Klein cursed silently. Without taking off his double-breasted coat, he set down his revolver. Klein took two side steps and gestured to Talim that he could begin.

He originally wanted to wriggle his finger to add to the atmosphere, but when he thought of the other party’s strength, he couldn’t be bothered to waste his time.

Talim appeared to be a little excited as he began bounce-stepping a little. He suddenly pressed forward and threw out a punch to the right.

Klein blocked and grabbed with his left hand, bent low and twisted his waist before reaching out his right palm, and did a smooth backflip.

Thud. Talim flew out, landing on his back. Klein didn’t exert any strength towards the end, only throwing him off his feet through the use of inertia.

“Impressive!” Talim quickly stood up and gave a thumbs up. “As expected of a famous detective. Your marksmanship and fighting skills are excellent.”

I only beat a weak chicken like you, so how can you tell that my fighting skills are very high? Klein secretly lampooned and asked with a smile, “Now that you have a better picture, can you tell me what kind of request your friend has?”

“Heh heh, he will come to the club later. You can talk amongst yourselves.” Talim massaged his back as he said, “As for what the request exactly entails, I’m not sure either. Oh right, he’s a reporter at the Daily Observer, Mike Joseph. He’s probably hoping for some short-term protection.”

“Alright.” Klein didn’t ask any more questions. He continued practicing his shooting, but he didn’t limit himself to a revolver. He also practiced with a hunting rifle, a single-shot rifle, and a repeating rifle. He hoped that if he encountered any problems in the future, he would be able to use any of the firearms around him.

noon, he returned to the first floor, went into the buffet cafeteria, and got a serving of roast chicken and

some Feynapotter seafood rice, fruit

help but swallow a mouthful of saliva as he

cost 3 soli… Klein switched

with the food on the table, Talim Dumont

Moriarty, this is the friend I was talking about, Mike Joseph. Mike, this

Mike took off

be in his late twenties, with rather

his facial features weren’t bad. His blue eyes were especially charming. The two

lips. He got up and invited the other party

Joseph didn’t refuse. He took a plate, made a circle, and picked up a

had lunch yet,” Talim smiled as he explained for his friend

down his knife and fork, wiped his mouth with a napkin, and

satisfied with

plates of food. He took

heard about the recent

had organs removed?” Klein’s heart skipped a beat as

said wistfully, “As expected, every

the papers and pushed it to

it and discovered that it was the Daily Observer where Mike worked at. On

killed! Sivellaus Yard

at the edge of Empress Borough, so they were also known as

the eleventh case? Klein resisted the urge to frown and continued reading. He found that it was indeed the same as the case he had

cracked. Why isn’t the criminal arrested yet? Does the criminal have rich ‘anti-investigation’ powers and is able to destroy the souls of the deceased? Or could it be that the deceased soul, along with her innards, were extracted to fulfill the requirements of the devil-worship ritual? Yes, he’s definitely capable of interfering with

I can’t take this case. Without the invitation of the police, I cannot take it. I have

where they invite me to

was that it was easy to run into official Beyonders involved in the investigation of the

to seek the murderer. I

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