After Keli stamped it, she took the contract, entered the accounting room, and asked Mrs. Orianna to get the seal of "Black Briar Security Company"-this seal was almost useless, and Dunn usually gave it to Orianna Keep it, and give it to Luo Shan and others on Sundays.

"Waiting for your good news." After accepting one of the contracts, the butler Keli stood up, took off his hat and bowed.

Leonard didn't respond, and remained silent for more than ten seconds as if he was thinking about something.

He turned his head suddenly, looked at Klein, and said with a smile, "I need your assistance."

"Huh?" Klein was stunned for a moment.

"What I mean is that you and I will complete this task together." Leonard explained with a slightly raised mouth, "I am good at fighting, shooting, climbing, sensing and singing, and doing some assistance, but not finding people , you don�t want old Neil to go out in this kind of weather, do you?�

When he said "induction", his voice was so muffled that it was impossible to hear clearly.

"Okay." Klein had the urge to try a new "skill" and was a little wary of Leonard Mitchell.

Huh, I hope it can be completed smoothly... I don't know how useful my "Seer" ability can be... He thought with a little expectation.

Looking at Klein, Leonard smiled and nodded, "Then what do you need from them?"

He has cooperated with Old Neil and others many times, so he naturally understands that divination requires a medium, especially when the "protagonist" is not around.

Klein thought for a while, then looked at the butler Keli and said, "I need clothes that Elliott has worn recently that haven't been washed. It would be even better if there are accessories he once wore."

He tries to choose normal mediums, not the kind that would arouse the imagination of ordinary people.

But even so, the old butler Keli was puzzled: "Why?"

After asking, he added: "I have a photo of Young Master Elliot."

Why? Because we need to find his whereabouts through divination... Klein didn't know how to answer for a moment.

If you tell the truth, if you don't mention whether it will violate the confidentiality clause, the old housekeeper Keli will probably turn his head and leave, directly tear up the contract, and cursed in his heart: "These liars! How about going to the most famous psychic in Ahwashire!"

Leonard Mitchell next to him chuckled and said, "Mr. Keli, my companion, um, colleague, has a peculiar pet. Its sense of smell is more sensitive than that of a hound, so we need little Elliot. The clothes worn by Te and the items he once carried to help find people, you know, the clues are often only locked in a general range."

"As for that photo, we also need it. He and I must know what Little Elliott looks like."

The old butler Keli accepted the explanation, nodded slowly and said, "Will you wait here, or go with me to Mr. Vickroll's residence in the city?"

"Go together to save time." Klein replied succinctly.

He not only wants to try his extraordinary ability, but also has the simple feeling of saving others.

"Okay, the carriage is downstairs." The old butler Keri said as he took out a black and white photo from his pocket and handed it to Leonard.

This is a single photo of Elliott Vickroll. He is about ten years old. His hair is slightly long, almost covering his eyes. He has obvious freckles on his face, and he is not very distinctive.

Leonard glanced at it, then handed it to Klein.

Klein took a closer look, put the photo in his pocket, took his cane, put on his hat, and followed the two people in front of him to leave the Blackthorn Security Company and enter the carriage parked downstairs.

The interior of this carriage is quite spacious, with thick carpets and small tables for placing items.

Because of the presence of the old butler Keli, Klein and Leonard didn't speak, and quietly felt the carriage moving forward smoothly on the waterlogged road amidst the raindrops that were getting smaller.

"Good coachman." After an unknown amount of time, Leonard broke the silence and praised with a smile.

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