Chapter: 1071
Of course, a cup of black tea with some lemon slices can quench your thirst and relieve your greasiness.
After finishing his breakfast and leisurely flipping through the remaining newspapers, Klein suddenly heard the doorbell jingling.
"Who? New commission? Could it be that the 'Heart of the Machine' has already explored the tomb of the Amon family? No, not so soon..." Klein muttered, put away the napkin and newspaper, and walked slowly towards the door.
When he held the handle, the appearance of the visitor outside the door naturally appeared in his mind:
It was a middle-aged and elderly gentleman dressed meticulously, with a white shirt, a thick gray-blue vest that perfectly held his stomach, and a long tuxedo with clear lines and no flaws.
This gentleman wore a pair of shiny leather shoes, completely unrecognizable from the rain and mud.
He was wearing a pair of white knitted gloves, with a few strands of silver hair on his temples, deep nasolabial folds on his face, and light brown eyes that were too serious to contain a hint of a smile.
I don't know... Klein muttered and opened the door.
"Excuse me, who are you looking for?" He asked politely.
The middle-aged gentleman took off his hat, pressed it on his chest, and saluted with the most standard gesture: "I am a housekeeper, and I am here to invite you instead of my master, Mr. Sherlock Moriarty."
"Do I know your master? What is he looking for me for?" Klein was completely confused.
But at this time, he had already noticed a carriage parked opposite the concrete road. The outer shell was dark and thick, and there were curtains on the inside of the windows. It was not an ordinary carriage at first glance.
Luxurious in a low-key way... Klein stared at it, and suddenly found a coat of arms in a conspicuous position in the carriage.
The main body of the coat of arms is a straight-down sword with a red crown on the hilt.
This..."Sword of Judgment"...represents the "Sword of Judgment" of the royal Augustus family! Klein's heart trembled, and he roughly understood the background of the butler.
Maybe he is still a relatively powerful Extraordinary... Klein made a guess in his heart.
The professional and rigorous butler didn't care about his scrutiny, and showed a polite smile: "You and my master have never met, but it should be called acquaintance, you have been providing him with tarot cards as a symbol. lead to that organization, and he paid you the money you needed."
Sure enough, it was the big man mentioned by Talim. I have been defrauding funds with plausible false news, and even passed on the expenses that need to be reimbursed by old Kohler... It is not easy to refuse the other party's invitation now, Especially when Talim is still dead... Klein pondered for two seconds and said, "Your master asked me to go there because of Talim's death?"
"Yes, Talim is his friend. He was sad and confused by his death, and he heard that you were there at the time." The old butler spoke clearly.
No, I didn't... Klein subconsciously wanted to deny it, but in the end he could only nod: "Yes,
I watched Talim die in front of me. "
"It's really a sad and regrettable thing." The old butler said sincerely, "Are you willing to accept my master's invitation?"
Is there any reason for me to refuse? That looks very suspicious! Maybe you were shot dead on the spot... Klein looked at the other party and said, "I happen to have nothing to do this morning."
"Okay, Mr. Moriarty, please." The old butler bent slightly, stretched out his white-gloved right palm, and pointed to the carriage on the opposite side of the concrete road.
Hey, I have been avoiding contact with big people, but because of Talim's death, I have to face the person behind him... I don't know if this will attract attention or more in-depth background checks... I have to advance Make a plan, and be ready to give up the identity of this stronghold at any time... Also, get the characteristics of the human-skinned shadow and the hair of the deep sea naga as soon as possible, and be promoted to "Faceless Man" as soon as possible! In that way, my ability to resist risks has more than doubled! Klein put on his coat and hat, and when he walked towards the carriage with the royal coat of arms, he had already thought about the next steps.
At this time, the servant brought by the old housekeeper opened the car door for him.
Stepping on the thick brown-yellow carpet, looking at the wooden cabinets containing red wine, white wine, champagne, Ronzi, and Blackland, as well as the crystal-polished cups, Klein felt a little restrained for a while, and found a window by the window. Sit down.
��Langzi refers to strong distilled spirits brewed from pure malt. There are many types, such as the favorite drink of sailors. It refers to the strong distilled alcohol fermented with other grains. Like Langzi, it belongs to the characteristics of Loen.
Watching the carriage drive through the wet street, Klein asked casually, "Are you going to Queens?"
"No, my master is waiting for you at the Red Rose Manor on the outskirts of Queens." The old butler didn't hide anything. JrNovels.com
After finishing his breakfast and leisurely flipping through the remaining newspapers, Klein suddenly heard the doorbell jingling.
"Who? New commission? Could it be that the 'Heart of the Machine' has already explored the tomb of the Amon family? No, not so soon..." Klein muttered, put away the napkin and newspaper, and walked slowly towards the door.
When he held the handle, the appearance of the visitor outside the door naturally appeared in his mind:
It was a middle-aged and elderly gentleman dressed meticulously, with a white shirt, a thick gray-blue vest that perfectly held his stomach, and a long tuxedo with clear lines and no flaws.
This gentleman wore a pair of shiny leather shoes, completely unrecognizable from the rain and mud.
He was wearing a pair of white knitted gloves, with a few strands of silver hair on his temples, deep nasolabial folds on his face, and light brown eyes that were too serious to contain a hint of a smile.
I don't know... Klein muttered and opened the door.
"Excuse me, who are you looking for?" He asked politely.
The middle-aged gentleman took off his hat, pressed it on his chest, and saluted with the most standard gesture: "I am a housekeeper, and I am here to invite you instead of my master, Mr. Sherlock Moriarty."
"Do I know your master? What is he looking for me for?" Klein was completely confused.
But at this time, he had already noticed a carriage parked opposite the concrete road. The outer shell was dark and thick, and there were curtains on the inside of the windows. It was not an ordinary carriage at first glance.
Luxurious in a low-key way... Klein stared at it, and suddenly found a coat of arms in a conspicuous position in the carriage.
The main body of the coat of arms is a straight-down sword with a red crown on the hilt.
This..."Sword of Judgment"...represents the "Sword of Judgment" of the royal Augustus family! Klein's heart trembled, and he roughly understood the background of the butler.
Maybe he is still a relatively powerful Extraordinary... Klein made a guess in his heart.
The professional and rigorous butler didn't care about his scrutiny, and showed a polite smile: "You and my master have never met, but it should be called acquaintance, you have been providing him with tarot cards as a symbol. lead to that organization, and he paid you the money you needed."
Sure enough, it was the big man mentioned by Talim. I have been defrauding funds with plausible false news, and even passed on the expenses that need to be reimbursed by old Kohler... It is not easy to refuse the other party's invitation now, Especially when Talim is still dead... Klein pondered for two seconds and said, "Your master asked me to go there because of Talim's death?"
"Yes, Talim is his friend. He was sad and confused by his death, and he heard that you were there at the time." The old butler spoke clearly.
No, I didn't... Klein subconsciously wanted to deny it, but in the end he could only nod: "Yes,
I watched Talim die in front of me. "
"It's really a sad and regrettable thing." The old butler said sincerely, "Are you willing to accept my master's invitation?"
Is there any reason for me to refuse? That looks very suspicious! Maybe you were shot dead on the spot... Klein looked at the other party and said, "I happen to have nothing to do this morning."
"Okay, Mr. Moriarty, please." The old butler bent slightly, stretched out his white-gloved right palm, and pointed to the carriage on the opposite side of the concrete road.
Hey, I have been avoiding contact with big people, but because of Talim's death, I have to face the person behind him... I don't know if this will attract attention or more in-depth background checks... I have to advance Make a plan, and be ready to give up the identity of this stronghold at any time... Also, get the characteristics of the human-skinned shadow and the hair of the deep sea naga as soon as possible, and be promoted to "Faceless Man" as soon as possible! In that way, my ability to resist risks has more than doubled! Klein put on his coat and hat, and when he walked towards the carriage with the royal coat of arms, he had already thought about the next steps.
At this time, the servant brought by the old housekeeper opened the car door for him.
Stepping on the thick brown-yellow carpet, looking at the wooden cabinets containing red wine, white wine, champagne, Ronzi, and Blackland, as well as the crystal-polished cups, Klein felt a little restrained for a while, and found a window by the window. Sit down.
��Langzi refers to strong distilled spirits brewed from pure malt. There are many types, such as the favorite drink of sailors. It refers to the strong distilled alcohol fermented with other grains. Like Langzi, it belongs to the characteristics of Loen.
Watching the carriage drive through the wet street, Klein asked casually, "Are you going to Queens?"
"No, my master is waiting for you at the Red Rose Manor on the outskirts of Queens." The old butler didn't hide anything. JrNovels.com
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