At 160 Boklund Street, Klein took the thin letter from one of the heads of Miss Messenger Reinette Tinekerr.�

He weighed it until his spiritual intuition gave no warning, then he opened the seal and took out the paper inside.�

There was only one page of paper, on which two lines of words were written in Juanxiu's notes: "I have something I hope to get your help with, and we will discuss the details in person."�

"Sharon"�

It turned out to be a letter from Miss Sharron... Klein cleared up his doubts, took out a gold coin, and did a simple divination in front of Reinette Tinekerr, before pulling out another piece of letter paper , write one word: "Tonight."�

He folded the paper, handed it to the messenger lady and asked, "Can you still locate the sender?"�

If not, he will give Sharon's mailing address:�

Mrs. Maryah, 126 Gard Street, Hillston.�

"Yes..." One of Reinette Tinekerr's blond-haired, red-eyed heads responded.�

She immediately opened her mouth and bit the folded letter paper.�

After Miss Messenger disappeared into the room, Klein immediately set up a ceremony, preparing to bring "Squirming Hunger" from above the gray fog back to the real world, and then "travel" to the various archipelagos to find lucky pirates.�

"Squirming Hunger" has not been sealed yet, and it still has to eat one person a day. Klein can only barely use it. Every time it is necessary, it will be taken out and fed again. It will be thrown back into the gray mist when it is almost time. Anyway, it will not be replenished. the difference in the middle.�

"If 'Squirming Hunger' dares to make a fuss, feed it mushrooms!" Klein, who finished the ceremony and cleaned up the scene, put on the thin human leather gloves,

The figure quickly faded to transparency and disappeared in place.�

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After dinner, when "Squirming Hunger" finished "howling" above the gray mist, Klein excused his stomach discomfort, went into the bathroom, took it out again, and "teleported" it to "Brave" in the Backlund Bridge area. outside of the pub.�

During this process, he has naturally changed his appearance, becoming the great detective Sherlock Moriarty with black hair, brown eyes, beard and glasses.�

Bending his back and rolling up his trousers, Klein laughed at himself, lowered the brim of his hat, pushed open the heavy wooden door, and entered the bar.�

After asking the bartender, he took a glass of Southwell beer, went outside the billiard room No. 3, and tapped on the locked door with his fingers.�

Boom, boom, boom... In the rhythmic sound, the door creaked and a gap was opened.�

Ian with bright red eyes took a look, and immediately smiled: "Sir, please come in."�

Because the weather was getting hotter, he dropped the old overcoat and simply put on a linen shirt.�

Klein nodded with a smile, entered the billiard room in a flash, and quickly took in all the scenes inside:�

Maric, with messy hair, wearing a white shirt, black vest and black trousers, is holding a long pole and bending over to play pool.�

Perhaps because he was impressed by the chaos caused by Sherlock Moriarty, he didn't summon his living corpses to play cards this time.�

"Long time no see." Klein took the initiative to say hello.�

At the same time, Sharon, who was wearing a small black soft hat and a court dress of the same color, appeared on the other side of the ball table, sitting quietly on the high stool.�

"Good evening, ma'am." Klein shifted his gaze and saluted with a smile.�

Sharon stood up somewhat suspended, raised her skirt, bowed slightly, and responded politely. Maric put down his cue and said in a low and hoarse voice: "It seems that you are still staying in Backlund."�

His face was still so pale, but the malice hidden in his brown eyes had faded a lot, it seemed that the restraint during this period was quite effective.� JrNovels.com