Lord of the Mysteries

Old Kohler seemed to be a slightly afraid of her ferocity as he subconsciously took a step back.

“Liv, this is a detective, and he w-wishes to help you find Daisy.”

Liv’s wrinkled, peeling face turned to Klein and said coldly, “We’ve already made a police report.”

Although she was perhaps in her thirties, she looked to be in her fifties.

Klein looked around the room where many wet clothes hung. He vaguely remembered the last time he was here. There had been a thirteen or fourteen-year-old girl, carefully holding a crude homemade iron to iron the clothes which had wrinkled from being hung to dry. Her hands had been covered with burns.

She’s the “missing” Daisy… Klein looked back at the laundry maid, Liv, and said in a neutral tone, “Do you believe that the East Borough police will really be looking for Daisy?

“Are you sure the people who caused Daisy to go ‘missing’ wouldn’t cast their sights on your family?

“Do you wish to lose another daughter after losing one?”

When the cruel yet heart-wrenching words reached Liv’s ears, the indifferent expression on her face slowly crumbled. She turned agape, but she couldn’t say anything. The corners of her eyes gradually turned red.

She abruptly lowered her head and muttered to herself in pain and despair, “I don’t have any money…”

The room suddenly became silent. Even the sobbing girl didn’t make another sound.

Klein pursed his lips and let out a silent sigh.

“I occasionally do volunteer work, simply to help others. Heh heh, I haven’t done so in a long time, so please give me a chance.”

“Volunteer work?” Liv lifted her head and ruminated over the phrase.

Klein nodded slightly and answered, “The job will be done pro bono. No, it is not completely free either. Kindness will bring me great satisfaction.

“Since you have no other solutions, why not give it a try?”

Liv was silent for a moment. She raised her hand, which had wrinkled from being soaked in water for an extended period of time, wiped her eyes, and said in a low voice, “Mr. Detective, you… you really are a kind and good gentleman…”

Her voice suddenly became choked with sobs.

“… This was what happened—at midday before yesterday, at noon, Daisy delivered a load of washed laundry under Freja’s lead. It was just outside East Borough, and they needed to cross several streets.

“In order to rush back for lunch, Freja had chosen a secluded alley, but a momentary distraction left her realizing that Daisy, who had been following her, was gone.

“She retraced her route but never found Daisy, and Daisy hasn’t come back yet.

“Where did this happen, Freja?”

named Freja had already stood up, her eyes were

“Right here, right here in Broken Axe Lane,

Klein replied without much of

Daisy often carries? I can borrow a police dog. It has an excellent sense of

Liv thought for a moment and said with a sad

tears. She felt as if the situation had turned into

and

“Daisy’s vocabulary book!”

Old Kohler

school at night. I can keep washing clothes, but they can’t always be doing

lady is such a good

three major Churches or some charity organizations. From eight to ten o’clock in the evening, the school would be free of charge and would even provide stationery and a certain amount of paper. It was an education that was

would arrive early, gather the few students who had the best academic progress, imbue them with the content for that day’s class, and then put them in charge of teaching the different classes.

the free organizations such as the technical workers’ workshop, which were truly accessible to the poor, and one

were too few similar organizations, and it was

in her bed every day. She would wake up early and go out into the street to recite them under the light of dawn.

rushed back to the bunk bed and took out a stack of crumpled paper

extended periods of time, the words that were copied on it had already

paper were worn out, as though they had been turned over and

so-called vocabulary book, which had no binding at all, and

answered

Freja. Although it wasn’t the kind of items Daisy carried around all the time, it was something that had accompanied her all this while. Moreover, it had been projected with Daisy’s strong will.

the vocabulary book and said, “Then I’ll start taking action. The

their feelings. All they could do was watch as Klein and Old Kohler leave,

should pay attention to those female textile workers who lost their jobs, especially

attention to your own safety. Ask less and listen more. If you

Old Kohler nodded

bid farewell. After hesitating for a moment, he asked with a tone full of expectation, “You’ll find

I will do my

sighed

my child, so I’m very unwilling to see this sort

waved his hand and

area at a leisurely pace, wrapping Daisy’s “vocabulary book” around the head of the cane and, without attracting any attention, completed a “Dowsing Rod

possible to confirm if I’m suffering any interference or misdirection… He looked down at the direction in which the cane was going to fall and put out his palm

revelation, Klein went all the way out of East Borough and hired a

Street, near Cherwood Borough and West Borough. It stopped in front of a house with a vast lawn,

down inside the carriage and was aimed straight at

guards patrolling inside the gates

security inside

made him sense that there

disappearance involve such a dangerous place?Klein thought for a few seconds, then he told the carriage driver