He didn't forget the red chimney he saw in "Dream Divination", nor did he forget that he bought auxiliary materials for the "spectator" potion in the underground trading market. The force launched an investigation.

"No. 27, Henry's Private Detective Agency... Yes, that's right here." According to the description in the newspaper, Klein found a private detective firm that was said to be very trustworthy.

He put on a mask, lowered his top hat, turned up his collar, and went up the stairs to the office on the second floor.

Boom boom boom! He knocked on the half-closed door.

"Please come in." A voice that seemed to contain old phlegm came out.

Klein held the cane and pushed the door in. He saw that the detective agency adopted a semi-open layout. There were four employees in total, each sitting in a position separated by the baffle.

"Hi, I'm Detective Henry, may I help you?" A man in a white shirt and black vest greeted him.

He held a pipe in his hand, his face was rigid, his eyebrows were like sharp swords, and his dark blue eyes professionally looked up and down at his employer.

Klein covered half of his face with the collar of his windbreaker standing upright and said, "I have two entrustments, how do you charge them?"

"It depends on the difficulty of the matter." Detective Henry retracted his gaze, pointed to the reception area with the sofa set, and said, "Let's go there to communicate."

Klein followed him to the semi-separated place and sat on the single sofa without taking off his coat, hat, or mask.

He deliberately said in a hoarse voice: "The first thing, I need you to help me investigate which houses in Tingen have chimneys like this, and clarify who the landlord is and who the current occupant is."

While speaking, he took out a folded piece of paper, and after unfolding, there was a red chimney marked with color and the surrounding scene.

This is the picture that Klein once again used the special and self-pleading method above the gray fog to complete.

"This painting is really good..." Detective Henry praised subconsciously, and frowned slightly, "This commission is not complicated, but it is very cumbersome and requires a long period of time and a lot of help."

"I understand." Klein nodded slightly.

Detective Henry pondered for a moment and said: "7 pounds, the price of this entrustment is 7 pounds, and besides, you have to give me at least two weeks."

"Well, the second thing, help me find this gentleman and find out his identity. The only information I know is that he occasionally appears in the Dragon Bar in the dock area. Also, don't let him notice that he is A very keen person with terrifying powers of observation." Klein took out a second portrait.

He tried to contact members of the "Psychological Alchemy Association" to see if he could obtain valuable information and materials, such as formulas that could be exchanged with "Justice".

"3 pounds, similar tasks are 3 to 4 pounds, and your excellent drawing skills can effectively help me and my assistant save time." Detective Henry replied skillfully.

"A total of 10 pounds?" Klein felt a toothache at the price.

Detective Henry took a sip of his pipe and said, "Yes, you need to pay 2 pounds in advance, and pay 3 to 5 pounds if things progress, and the rest will be given to me after everything is completed."

"Then I'll come back next week to confirm the progress." Klein didn't haggle much, so as not to be remembered by Mr. Detective, who is good at observation.

After signing the standard contract, he took out two 1-pound banknotes and handed them to the other party, leaving only 1 pound 17 soli for his private money.

Watching the gentleman wearing a gauze mask, a black windbreaker, and a high collar turned up quickly walked away, Detective Henry smoked his pipe, his eyes full of doubts: "Why is he looking for a house with that kind of chimney?"

"...should be a painter, at least a professional who has learned sketching..."

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In the afternoon, Viscount Greint was in Backlund's luxurious villa.

Audrey, who was accompanied by a maid, followed the etiquette, handed the hand to the master, and watched him give him a virtual kiss.

"Your beauty makes my salon full of brilliance." Grelint first praised normally, and then lowered his voice, "The lady has come. She is both an extraordinary person and a writer." JrNovels.com