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.”

help him out of trouble? What about the next few days of “suitable dates for visiting?” By skirting around the murder scene, I wouldn’t be suspected? Klein didn’t know

let his guard down as he

“What exactly happened?”

“Do you wish to discuss the subject of Beyonders

with the master of the Devil dog for more than ten minutes. That serves

her assistant, Lydia, let out a sigh of

you alright, Mr.

slightly moved his left arm and said, “A

soon. The police are waiting for that

it because of the serial

locked

hurt

private detectives

his right

you in detail in the time to come, but before that, I need to find out a few things from Sherlock and Kaslana. We’ll head

accumulated prestige made the detectives sit down without

worried, they no longer had the problem of fretting or suddenly losing control of their

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

for using items

throat, walked across

relax his wariness against Isengard Stanton, nor did he believe that

looked around, directly taking Klein’s

like to sit like

asked

at Kaslana, who was standing behind a coffee table, and said, “We’re

at Klein, then at Isengard, slightly surprised but

you’re also a Beyonder… Why were you stumped by a weak ghost back then and unable to even discover the

the Lenburg for four years of studies, where I came into

dare to reveal my true identity, because the Mandated Punishers would definitely eliminate me as a cult’s heretic. On this

of the

asked in

pipe, but only

our Church internally

murderer from before. Heh heh, you should know that the murderer is a black dog of the Devil Sequence, especially Sherlock. You

nor admitting it. Kaslana also just clasped

his head

a believer of the God of Knowledge and Wisdom, I can’t preach in Backlund or officially establish an

can help us take

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