Detective? A colleague… However, the fact that he’s able to assist the police in dealing with such a serious case shows that he truly is a well-known detective, at least within Sivellaus Yard… Eh, isn’t the serial killer involved in devil worship supposed to be handed over to the Nighthawks, Mandated Punishers, or the Machinery Hivemind? All the police department needs to do is send a few assistants, so why would they need to seek the help of a private detective?

Yes, the eleven serial murders must’ve caused a sensation. Sivellaus Yard is under a lot of pressure, and they aren’t willing to just wait in misery?

Many thoughts flashed through Klein’s mind, but on the surface, he revealed a smile.

“Alright.”

He boarded Isengard Stanton’s rented carriage and saw a young man with brown hair inside.

“This is my assistant,” Isengard, who had a thin and angular face, introduced. “Please, have a seat.”

He didn’t close the carriage’s door, nor did he let the carriage driver drive the horse forward to show that he meant no harm.

Klein deliberately sat down uneasily and asked worriedly, “What would you like to talk about, Mr. Stanton?”

Isengard took out a dark pipe and said, “I want to know what you’ve learned from following Ma’am. Lopez. Did you hear or discover anything?”

“This… I’m also a detective, and you should know that we have confidentiality agreements in this business,” Klein deliberately replied as though he was in a dilemma.

“I’m asking you on behalf of Sivellaus Yard. This has nothing to do with a confidentiality agreement.” Isengard rubbed the pipe with his thumb. “A pound, um… How about two pounds?”

Having learned a lesson from the previous incident with Meursault, together with the fact that there was no need to keep it a secret, Klein replied without hesitation, “Sure.”

“Alright.” Isengard smiled and took out two one-pound notes from his pocket.

Klein acted as though he was recalling something before frankly saying, “We only heard one sentence. Ma’am. Lopez attempted to order her subordinates to tell Capim that he’s not to send anyone over in the next few days.”

“Capim?” Isengard nodded, seemingly enlightened. “Got it.”

know Capim?” Klein didn’t hide his

the notes over and said with a faint smile, “He’s one of the most controversial magnates in

to Capim as the criminal honcho filled with blood and filth on his hands, but due to a lack of evidence, he

die a thousand times over… Klein nodded, sighed, and said, “This is Loen, this is Backlund, Mr. Stanton, I

send him off. “By the way, your fighting skills are excellent. Maybe

briefly and got off

instruct his assistant to close the door and

elderly gentleman had put away his dark pipe, pulled out a brass ornament from his pocket, slowly stroking it

open book with a vertical

In this day and age, people who wear gold-rimmed glasses tend to care a lot about their image, the image of

is problematic. Ever since I activated my Spirit Vision, he had a blue color of rational thought and indifference and

studying a difficult problem, it’s very difficult to maintain similar states for extended periods of time. Other

genius at observation and reasoning with extraordinary talent,

than forty passengers towards the Backlund Bridge area. Klein gradually reined in his thoughts and cast his gaze out the window

five or six stories high, a sign of Backlund’s latest trend and

transfer, Klein arrived at Iron Gate Street and got off the carriage

at the bar yet, the moment he

his eyes narrowed in satisfaction as he savored the fragrance of the malt and the burning sensation

rapped the counter, and asked

hand in his pocket as he gripped Azik’s copper whistle, using his spirituality to shield its negative

gazes sweep past him. It was evident that they

finished asking his question, the gazes moved away from him and

the huge scar on his face opened his eyes, and when he saw that it was Klein, he

of relief, no

him for his whereabouts, the gaze shifted again… Someone is also looking for Maric… Klein resisted the urge to turn around and observe as he analyzed the

he felt that the question now had

a powerful person. In the Church of the Goddess, she’s qualified

three. Even if it were a

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