"I'm just joking. My current thinking is that we can actually hire together. Together with other guests, we can go to many places in 45 minutes." Benson said looking out the window at the people who hired carriages one after another.

I understand, carpooling... Klein stroked the silver inlaid pattern on the top of the cane and said, "We have no problem, but other guests have, Benson, haven't you noticed? They all pay great attention to their own image and care about 'decency' This thing, I think, maybe this is the commonality of the middle class.�

"Hmm." Benson nodded seriously, "The Wood family is also more luxurious than I imagined, but Old Wood's salary is only 4 pounds a week... Heh, decency may be the biggest difference between some middle-class people and curly-haired baboons. "

The curly-haired baboon provoked you... Klein almost couldn't hold back his smile.

Melissa didn't join their discussion, and sat down on her seat, looking at Klein from time to time, which made him a little nervous.

The hansom, speeding through the quiet, dark streets, arrived at Zouterand Street in just twelve minutes.

"You guys wait here for me, five minutes, I'll be back in no more than five minutes." Klein emphasized again, put on his top hat, took his cane, and got out of the carriage.

Since the time is calculated, not the distance, the coachman has no objection to waiting.

Going up the stairs, Klein came outside the Blackthorn Security Company and knocked on the door.

In less than ten seconds, the door opened back, and Leonard Mitchell in a vest and a shirt appeared in front of him.

"You don't need to be on duty tonight." Leonard emphasized with a little surprise.

Klein only needs to be on duty at the Chanis Gate one day a week, and can still maintain a normal schedule for the rest of the time. As for emergencies at night, they are taken care of by the "sleepless" who like the dark night.

But sleeping only two or three hours a day will cause hair loss and memory loss... Whenever Klein thinks of these, he can't help but mockingly slander Captain Dunn Smith.

"I have something to report." He said simply.

"Is there a mission?" Leonard asked casually as he made way for the door.

As soon as Klein walked into the reception hall, he saw Dunn come out in a black windbreaker, his gray eyes were as deep as ever.

"Captain, I encountered an extraordinary event."

"The specific situation." Dunn asked directly.

Klein recounted the previous events and his own handling: "...So, I think it is necessary to investigate Haines Vincent."

At that time, he thought that since the evil thing invited by "Magic Mirror Divination" hadn't caused a tragedy, and hadn't given himself the warning of extreme danger, it meant that the other party might still need time and was unwilling to wake up early or control Celine. Na, so, as long as their purpose is not directly exposed, the evil thing will definitely choose to wait and see. Under such circumstances, it is not too difficult for Elizabeth to trick Selena to the bedroom door.

"You handled it very well. You seized the opportunity when the evil spirit hadn't completely descended and possessed you." Dunn nodded lightly and said, "Leave the rest of the investigation to us, and you can go back and rest."

Klein heaved a sigh of relief and said with a chuckle, "I thought you, Captain, would make this a task for me to join the team and let me complete it alone."

Judging from the incantation provided by Elizabeth, Haines Vincent is dangerous...

"It's because you already have the task of joining the team." The casual Leonard chuckled beside him.

"What?" Klein was startled.

The corners of Dunn's mouth turned up, and he explained in a mellow voice: "At around 7 o'clock in the evening, we received a case transferred from the police station. It was initially confirmed that there was no danger and no urgency, so we plan to let you finish it alone tomorrow."

"Okay, don't ask what the case is, get a good night's sleep tonight, and move your rest day to Tuesday or Wednesday."

Captain, if you look like this, I won't be able to sleep, okay... Besides, Monday afternoon is the date of the Tarot meeting... Do you want to send a message to "Justice" and "The Hanged Man" in advance to postpone the "message"? Klein shook his head and smiled bitterly, took his leave and left.

When he got out of the stairs, he suddenly noticed that he looked up at the carriage hired by his family, and saw Melissa quietly looking at himself through the window.

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