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.”

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 whether

didn’t let his guard down as he

“What exactly happened?”

later.” Isengard suddenly lowered his voice and laughed. “Do you wish to discuss the subject of Beyonders in front of Stuart

are mentioning Beyonders to me so naturally? That’s right, I 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 stayed behind

assistant, Lydia, let out a sigh of relief. Stuart

alright, Mr.

his left arm and said, “A

The police are waiting for that

it because of the serial

locked onto

he hurt

detectives

pressed his

time to come, but before that, I need to find out a few

the detectives sit

had the problem of fretting or suddenly losing control of

door, Klein took a look at the enclosed

of environment is very suitable for using items like the Biological Poison

cleared his throat, walked across the room, and opened the

Isengard Stanton, nor did he believe that

looked around, directly taking Klein’s reclining chair before

old, I still like to

a single sofa, Klein asked again,

behind a coffee table, and said, “We’re all Beyonders, so I won’t explain stuff pertaining to

then at Isengard, slightly surprised

a Beyonder… Why were you stumped by a weak ghost back then and unable to even discover the problem… Yes, perhaps she’s from a Sequence that isn’t good at

“I once went to the Lenburg for four years of studies, where I came into contact with the Beyonder world and became a believer of

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 other official organizations wouldn’t help me directly, because that would be equivalent to starting a war with the Church of the Lord

of the

asked in

out his pipe, but only sniffed

our Church internally calls the Lord of

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

smiled, neither denying nor admitting it. Kaslana also just clasped her hands together, not

shook his head

Knowledge and Wisdom, I can’t preach in Backlund or officially establish an organization. I can only rely on you and others like you

other words, you can help us

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