While Stuart was raising his gun to aim, Klein, who had long been on guard, had already detected it. He lunged forward at the same time as Stuart performed his series of actions.

Bang!

Stuart, who was clearly out of control, pulled the trigger, and the bullet grazed the side of a private detective’s face as it hit the wall.

Instantly, the other detectives pulled out their revolvers as a result of the stress. It was as if they were looking at the enemy, turning the scene extremely chaotic.

Among them, Stuart and a private detective had flushed faces and bulging veins. Their eyes burned with a mixture of fear and anger, as though they had turned into so-called devils.

At this moment, Kaslana bellowed, “Stop!”

Her voice wasn’t loud, but it was filled with awe. It made everyone’s body tremble, and they subconsciously complied.

Although there was a brief moment of silence, everyone’s mood didn’t seem to improve. Klein had already rolled over to the other side and stood up with his revolver in his hand.

His mind raced, and he couldn’t afford to hide his thoughts. He planned to rely on his hallucination ability to calm down the few visitors.

Suddenly, the doorbell rang.

Ding dong, ding dong!

A few of the private detectives suddenly became alert, and their eyes revealed a hint of lucidity.

The tinkling of the doorbell was like a bucket of cold water that poured over their heads.

Stuart looked at the revolver in his hand and mumbled in a daze, “What was I doing just now…”

The official Beyonders have made their move? Klein breathed a sigh of relief, approaching the door as he held his revolver.

The moment he held the handle, the image of the person outside appeared in his mind.

It was a man in a black coat and a hunter’s hat. He had gray temples, and a thin face—Isengard Stanton.

The detective’s face was somewhat pale, and his left arm was propped up near the shoulder.

He really is alright! Klein was delighted at first, but then he became cautious—he remembered the day when Nimblewright Master Rosago had transformed into a constable to knock at his door.

Klein placed his finger on the trigger, pulled the door open, and took two steps back.

Isengard Stanton smiled and nodded at him.

“Thank you for your visit this afternoon; otherwise, I might not have been able to continue playing hide-and-seek with that devil.

“You saved my life.”

was able to help him out of trouble? What about the next few days of “suitable dates for visiting?” By skirting around

didn’t let his guard down as he made

“What exactly happened?”

“Do you wish to discuss

was able to remain in a deadlock with the master of the Devil dog for more than ten minutes. That serves to prove that I’m no ordinary person… Besides, the suggestion I previously offered pointed straight at a Devil-turned animal… Klein quietly

a sigh of relief. Stuart and the other private detectives also

alright, Mr. Stanton?” they

and said, “A

Everyone, don’t be nervous. This will be over soon. The police are waiting for that bastard in the

because of the

you locked

hurt the

private detectives

his right

need to find out a few

accumulated prestige made the detectives

longer had the problem of fretting or suddenly losing

room and closing the wooden door, Klein took a look at the enclosed

of environment is very suitable for using items like the Biological

his throat, walked across the room, and opened

wariness against Isengard Stanton, nor did he believe that

directly taking Klein’s

like to sit

sofa, Klein asked again,

standing behind a coffee table, and said, “We’re all

Kaslana first looked at Klein, then at Isengard, slightly surprised but not all that

unable to even discover the problem… Yes, perhaps she’s from a Sequence that isn’t good at

studies, where I came into contact with the Beyonder

and the Church of the God of Steam and Machinery, but I didn’t dare to reveal my true identity, because the Mandated Punishers would definitely eliminate me as a cult’s heretic. On this matter, the

of

Klein asked

pipe, but only sniffed the

our Church internally calls the

who attacked me and delivered threatening letters to you is the master of the serial murderer from before. Heh heh, you should

nor admitting it. Kaslana also just

shook his

an enforcer, but as a believer of the God of Knowledge and Wisdom, I can’t preach in Backlund or officially establish an organization. I can only rely on you and others like

us take the blame? Klein mocked

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