Lord of the Mysteries

Tuesday morning, the weather remained as cold as it usually was this season.

Klein tightened the collar of his tweed coat, put on his hat, and pulled open the door.

He was heading to the end of the street, where the mailbox was, to post a letter to Detective Stuart. Since it wasn’t that far, there was no need to dress neatly or heavily, but Klein had just recovered from his cold, so he had wrapped himself up thickly just in case.

Perhaps it was because of the strong wind last night, but the air in Backlund was surprisingly good. Klein subconsciously slowed down his pace and enjoyed this rare morning.

As he passed Jurgen’s house, he heard the oriel window creak open and instinctively turned to look.

Standing at the window was Mrs. Doris, wearing a black plush hat and a thick grayish-blue scarf. She looked even worse than before, and her body was even more hunched.

“Good morning, Detective Moriarty. Thank you for taking care of Brody. He said you were a good man, didn’t you, Brody?” Old Granny Doris bent down and picked up the black cat with green eyes.

Brody used all four of his limbs and struggled in her embrace. Finally, he jumped down and lightly landed on the windowsill.

But instead of leaving, he circled around and around, nuzzling Mrs. Doris with its head on one side, without even looking at Klein.

Was he being friend-zoned by a cat? Klein gave a self-deprecating laugh and smiled sincerely.

“It’s a happy deed, and even more delightful news is that you’ve recovered and have been discharged from the hospital.”

After exchanging a few pleasantries, he said goodbye and continued to walk down the street with a smile on his face.

He had only taken a few steps when he heard Mrs. Doris call after him.

“When Jurgen comes back, I’ll have him pay you!”

… Do I look like I took this mission for the money? The smile on Klein’s face suddenly froze. He could only half turn around and wave his hand, indicating that he understood.

When he was far away from Jurgen’s house, his expression gradually turned serious, and he sighed faintly.

He had just activated his Spirit Vision to look at Mrs. Doris’s aura and found that her situation wasn’t too good. It wasn’t only because of her old age but also because of the cold weather and bad air in Backlund. All of these had a very bad effect on her lung disease.

Mrs. Doris should be able to make it through this late autumn and winter, but it will be hard to say for the next one, or the next, next one… If she wants to live for a few more years, she would have to move to the south, to the area around Desi Bay… It’s a pity that it’s likely that Lawyer Jurgen can’t afford to do so now… Even I haven’t been to Desi Bay… Klein mumbled, came to the mailbox, and stuffed the letter in.

the prelude to

to the Harvest Church as a detective

for breakfast, Klein returned via

to the house, he saw an elegantly-decorated carriage parked outside. Two ladies in black hats and a ribbon

something to entrust me with? They look very anxious… With the paper bag containing the Desi

see Detective Sherlock Moriarty, Ma’am Mary

Detective, you have to help

about her anxiety, nervousness, and fear. Therefore, he nodded his head, pointed at the door and said, “Let’s

at his landlady, Stelyn, and he noticed that her condition was entirely different from the past two days. She had become very low and dejected, as

someone who loves life a lot… Klein took

she could sit still, Ma’am Mary impatiently said, “Detective Moriarty,

Klein put down the Desi pie, clasped

as usual, she said after some deliberation, “That letter asked me to handle the smoke of the factory impartially

head was ripped off, and its arms and legs were

don’t know

are only two ultimate forms of hatred between people. One is to murder the other person’s parents, and the other

of view, Ma’am Mary was now a member of the National Atmospheric Pollution Council. Her status was completely different from before, and the police would certainly not take the

probability that the police department would hand the case over to the

Mary’s status as a follower of the Goddess, the Nighthawks

of the reward, he didn’t want to

They said that threatening letters were formed by cutting the words from newspapers, and the doll could be bought from

I believe you can help me, not only because of your performance from that matter but also because of Mike’s approval, Aaron’s praise, and Talim’s extolment. And I know you made a great contribution in that serial murder case. Don’t worry, I will pay

happy, but something doesn’t

available, it would be impossible for a letter made up of words from a newspaper to avoid detection. The sender would have either been caught already, or they

will be different from how the situation is handled

right away, but he carefully analyzed the abnormality of this

made Ma’am Mary and Mrs. Stelyn somewhat

out a coin and made it bounce and roll between his fingers, as

the coin flew up and then fell down steadily

whether this matter involved danger, but it turned out to

possibility as he smiled and said, “Ma’am Mary, don’t worry. You can go back home in peace. If someone comes to you in the next two days to discuss this issue so as to make it public, allowing the citizens to know the true intentions of those factory

possibility which Klein had just thought of was that the threat was a trap set up by the council so as to incite the public to use their anger, allowing

would explain why the police are responding in