Lord of the Mysteries

Chapter 272

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.”

Capim?” Klein didn’t

the notes over and said with a faint smile,

lot of rumors point to Capim as the criminal honcho filled with blood and filth on his hands, but due to a lack of evidence, he remains free to this date. Furthermore,

times over… Klein nodded, sighed, and said, “This is Loen, this is Backlund, Mr. Stanton, I shall bid

gesture to send him off. “By the way, your fighting skills are excellent. Maybe we’ll have a chance to work together in the future. How should I address

briefly and got off the

Isengard Stanton instruct his assistant to close the door and order the carriage driver to head towards Hillston

put away his dark pipe, pulled out a

a pocket-sized open book with a vertical eye in

is not quite in line with the norm. In this day and age, people who wear gold-rimmed glasses tend to care a lot about their image, the image of having knowledge and bearing. Maybe he’s trying to hide

Stanton is problematic. Ever since I activated

normal people, unless they’re wholeheartedly focused on studying a difficult problem, it’s very difficult to maintain similar states for extended periods of time. Other emotions

is one such genius at

towards the Backlund Bridge area. Klein gradually reined in his thoughts and cast his gaze out the window and admired the two to three-story buildings on the other

houses 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

yet, the

his eyes narrowed in satisfaction as

and asked

time, he had one hand in his pocket as he gripped Azik’s copper whistle, using his spirituality to shield

he felt gazes sweep past him. It was evident that they

asking his question, the gazes moved

he saw that it was Klein, he said

come… Klein let out a breath of relief,

looked at me… When they heard that I was asking him for his whereabouts, the gaze shifted again… Someone is also looking for

an original doubt of his, he felt that the question now had a general answer to

would a Sequence 5 Miss Bodyguard accept a three-day protection mission for 1000 pounds? This isn’t to say that the price is too low, but rather that someone of that level already counts as a powerful person. In the Church of

and intelligence agencies, Sequence 5 also implies that the person would be the person-in-charge of a borough or at least the number two or three. Even if it were

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