Keli, the old housekeeper, squeezed out a smile and said, "Your compliment is his honor, we are almost there..."

For fear of being noticed by the kidnappers, the carriage did not approach the tobacconist Vickroll's residence, but stopped on a nearby street.

Keli, the old housekeeper, held an umbrella and returned alone. While waiting, Leonard said to Klein again, "I guessed the reason last time. I didn't have any other purpose. I just wanted to tell you that that notebook will definitely Again, maybe soon."

"This is really not a pleasant inference." Klein pointed to the position of the coachman outside with his chin, signaling that he should not discuss sensitive topics when other people are around.

Leonard whistled, turned his head to look out the window, and saw drops of rainwater sliding across the glass, leaving hazy marks, completely blurring the outside world.

After a while, Keli returned with a bag of things. Because he walked too quickly, his trousers were covered with mud and water, and there were many wet marks on his front.

"This is the clothes that Young Master Elliott wore yesterday, and this is the storm amulet he wore before."

Klein took a look and found that it was a reduced version of a gentleman's suit, a small shirt, a small vest, a small bow tie, etc., etc.

And the storm talisman had a bronze base and was engraved with symbols symbolizing strong winds and waves, but it didn't touch Klein's inspiration.

"Now, I will explain in detail how Master Elliott was kidnapped, so that you can find the target..." The old butler Keli sat down and repeated his nightmare experience in the morning, hoping that the help he had found so hard would be of some use.

Klein and Leonard were not interested in the specifics of what happened. They only cared about how many kidnappers there were, whether they showed anything unusual, and whether they were carrying weapons.

"Three", "normal", "with a gun"... After getting the desired information, they bid farewell to the old butler Keli, and hired a two-wheeled carriage nearby.

Unlike public carriages, this kind of hire has four wheels or two wheels, which can be calculated by kilometer or time. The former is 4 pence per kilometer in the city, 8 pence per kilometer in the suburbs, and the latter is 2 soli per hour. If it is less than 1 hour, it will be counted as 1 hour. If it exceeds 1 hour, 6 pence will be added for every 15 minutes. If it is less than 15 minutes, it will be charged according to 15 minutes. In case of bad weather or emergency situations that require faster speed, the price will vary float up.

Klein heard from Teacher Azik that in the capital of Backlund, the cabbies are famous for asking prices indiscriminately.

To him, this is quite a luxury, but he doesn't have to worry about it at the moment, because Leonard directly threw two 1 soli banknotes to the coachman.

"It's counted by time." After Leonard ordered, he closed the carriage door.

"Where are you going?" the coachman holding two banknotes asked happily and at a loss.

"Wait a minute." Leonard turned his gaze to Klein.

Klein nodded slightly, took out Elliott's clothes, spread them on the carriage floor, and wrapped the storm talisman around the head of his cane.

He held the black cane inlaid with silver, and stuck it straight on Elliott's clothes.

The "ball of light" in his mind condensed, and Klein's mood quickly became calm. The brown color of his eyes darkened accordingly, and he entered a semi-meditative state.

He only felt that the "spirit" of his body was becoming lighter and floating, and vaguely saw the ubiquitous "spiritual world", and he thought of "Eliot's position" in his heart.

After seven times, his hand left the black cane, but the cane did not fall down, and stood upright all the time, even if the carriage was slightly swaying!

Subtle and invisible movements came from all around, and Klein seemed to feel the gaze of a pair of indifferent eyes.

During this period of time, he would occasionally experience similar feelings in the state of spiritual vision during meditation.

With these slight creeps, he stared at the cane with his deep black eyes, and said silently again in his heart: "Eliot's position."

He had just finished chanting silently when the silver-inlaid, wooden, and black cane fell down and fell straight ahead.

"Go straight." Klein held his cane and said in a low voice.

His voice is slightly ethereal, and seems to be able to penetrate into the unknown world.

This is one of the divination abilities he mastered, called "Divination Rod Finding Objects", and the props must be wood, metal or a mixture of the two. JrNovels.com