Chapter: 1003
Klein had no choice but to divination out a suitable date for visiting the other party first, and chose the closest one after the negotiation, that is, this afternoon, and wrote back to finalize the matter with the other party.
Jingle, jingle.
Klein rang the doorbell twice, took a step back and waited.
After more than ten seconds, the door creaked open, and Detective Essinger's assistant smiled and said, "Good afternoon, Detective Moriarty, Mr. Stanton is waiting for you in the living room, would you like coffee or black tea? "
The assistant, slim and wearing gold-rimmed glasses, looked both refined and professional.
Klein looked up at him and said, "Let's have black tea, add less lemon slices."
"No problem." The assistant led Klein into the living room, and pointed to the doorway of the living room, "Sorry, our servants are all temporary, and they just rest today, so I can only trouble you to go there by yourself."
Klein nodded slightly, and walked outside the living room on the first floor.
While raising his hand to knock on the door, he suddenly felt something was wrong:
My visit to Mr. Stanton was scheduled a few days in advance. How could it happen that all the temporary servants are resting?
Klein narrowed his eyes, reached out and took out a copper penny.
At this moment, the door of the living room was knocked open and opened a small gap.
In an instant, it seemed that some seal was lifted, and a strong smell of blood came out, and got into Klein's nose.
In his sight, the easy chair in the living room was overturned on the ground, stained with a lot of dark red blood, and a book fell beside it with the cover facing up.
With just a glance, Klein seemed to see the scene of the murder.
Then the name of the book came into his pupils:
"The Legend of Demons in the Sieveras Region"
The devil... Klein was about to make a move when a gust of wind suddenly blew up in the living room, and he quickly pulled the door back.
bang!
Klein saw clearly the complete scene inside the living room:
The charcoal in the fireplace has long been burned, and there is no longer any red appearance;
Coffee tables, sofas, chairs, cabinets and other items were upside down and broken, as if witnessing a fierce battle;
There was a lot of blood on the carpet and walls, accompanied by a lot of burn marks, but no body was found at the scene, not even a stump.
Something happened to Detective Stanton? Klein took a step back abruptly, intending to get out of here first.
But almost at the same time, he felt locked by someone.
There is a person who doesn't know where he is hiding, and is staring at him coldly and mercilessly!
Once he makes a mistake in his response, he will immediately encounter a fatal attack!
What is this suitable for visiting Isengard Stanton? Is there something wrong with my interpretation of the revelation? Klein didn't dare to act rashly.
But he wasn't too nervous and flustered, he had already experienced many battles and "performances", and he knew that the most important thing at this time was to be calm.
Da, da, da, Isengard Stanton's assistant came over with a tray. JrNovels.com
Jingle, jingle.
Klein rang the doorbell twice, took a step back and waited.
After more than ten seconds, the door creaked open, and Detective Essinger's assistant smiled and said, "Good afternoon, Detective Moriarty, Mr. Stanton is waiting for you in the living room, would you like coffee or black tea? "
The assistant, slim and wearing gold-rimmed glasses, looked both refined and professional.
Klein looked up at him and said, "Let's have black tea, add less lemon slices."
"No problem." The assistant led Klein into the living room, and pointed to the doorway of the living room, "Sorry, our servants are all temporary, and they just rest today, so I can only trouble you to go there by yourself."
Klein nodded slightly, and walked outside the living room on the first floor.
While raising his hand to knock on the door, he suddenly felt something was wrong:
My visit to Mr. Stanton was scheduled a few days in advance. How could it happen that all the temporary servants are resting?
Klein narrowed his eyes, reached out and took out a copper penny.
At this moment, the door of the living room was knocked open and opened a small gap.
In an instant, it seemed that some seal was lifted, and a strong smell of blood came out, and got into Klein's nose.
In his sight, the easy chair in the living room was overturned on the ground, stained with a lot of dark red blood, and a book fell beside it with the cover facing up.
With just a glance, Klein seemed to see the scene of the murder.
Then the name of the book came into his pupils:
"The Legend of Demons in the Sieveras Region"
The devil... Klein was about to make a move when a gust of wind suddenly blew up in the living room, and he quickly pulled the door back.
bang!
Klein saw clearly the complete scene inside the living room:
The charcoal in the fireplace has long been burned, and there is no longer any red appearance;
Coffee tables, sofas, chairs, cabinets and other items were upside down and broken, as if witnessing a fierce battle;
There was a lot of blood on the carpet and walls, accompanied by a lot of burn marks, but no body was found at the scene, not even a stump.
Something happened to Detective Stanton? Klein took a step back abruptly, intending to get out of here first.
But almost at the same time, he felt locked by someone.
There is a person who doesn't know where he is hiding, and is staring at him coldly and mercilessly!
Once he makes a mistake in his response, he will immediately encounter a fatal attack!
What is this suitable for visiting Isengard Stanton? Is there something wrong with my interpretation of the revelation? Klein didn't dare to act rashly.
But he wasn't too nervous and flustered, he had already experienced many battles and "performances", and he knew that the most important thing at this time was to be calm.
Da, da, da, Isengard Stanton's assistant came over with a tray. JrNovels.com
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