Without waiting for Klein to answer, he first described: "The breath of death is strong, with the altar as the center of the sphere, within a radius of 10 meters, there will be no living creatures except the host of the ceremony...The surrounding temperature is higher than normal." It's at least 5 degrees Celsius lower, and there's a constant cold wind blowing... In the altar sealed by the spiritual wall, there are still the 'lives' taken away by Mrs. Lawvis and others..."

Having said that, he looked at Klein and jokingly said, "I believe you can predict where the altar with these characteristics is."

Klein frowned slightly, and replied in a deep voice: "As long as it doesn't go beyond the city of Tingen, in addition, I need an absolutely quiet environment where no one disturbs me, such as my house, um, and I also need the belongings of Mrs. Lauvis and others .�

At the same time, he murmured in his heart, thinking that Leonard knew too much about this kind of black magic and black witchcraft.

"No problem." Leonard laughed, and suddenly stepped over Klein and walked towards the mass hall, without further ado.

This guy's style of doing things is really unique... Klein cursed, and followed him back the same way.

After finding Frye, who was seriously questioning and taking notes, Leonard said solemnly, "I have a guess, and I plan to let Klein try it."

"What guess?" Frye asked seemingly coldly.

"I'll let you know when I have the results. I don't want to be the object of ridicule by Rosanne and the others." Leonard made an excuse at random and smoothed things over.

Frye didn't ask any more questions, and went to the nearby police station to borrow the belongings of Saul and Mrs. Lawvis as instructed, and then met with his teammates at Klein's house.

"You wait in the living room, don't let anyone disturb me." Klein took out his pocket watch, snapped it open, and glanced at it.

It was close to 6:00, and Melissa could be back anytime.

"You can trust us." Leonard put his hands in his pockets and walked around in the small living room, while Frye sat quietly on the sofa.

Is this guy ADHD? Klein pouted, returned to the bedroom on the second floor, locked the wooden door behind him, and sealed the room with a spiritual wall.

Immediately afterwards, he set up the altar and prayed for the help of the goddess to initially eliminate the interference.

Then, Klein wrote the corresponding "divination statement" on the paper: "The location of the altar."

The limits he gives are wide enough to avoid mistakes.

Taking this piece of paper and the deceased's belongings, Klein half-lyed on the bed, recalled the scene described by Leonard, and then silently recited the "divination statement" seven times.

��He didn't try to use the special features above the gray mist to complete it. First, because Leonard, a weird and mysterious guy, is downstairs, and no one knows if he will notice something this time. Second, he belongs to the devil. The "Seer" who is about to digest the medicine, plus the assistance of the ceremony, should be enough.

If there is no result, Klein will consider finding another opportunity to go above the gray fog. After all, summoning evil gods and demons will threaten Benson, Melissa, and himself!

With the help of meditation, he quickly entered the dreamland and "saw" blurred, hazy, illusory, and fragmented scenes.

Soon, a picture appeared in front of his eyes.

It was a two-story gray-blue house bathed in the brilliance of dusk. The windows on the first floor were closed, and the dark curtains showed no gaps, but they swelled and contracted from time to time.

The soil near the house was dark brown, and there was no grass or flower growing, and the surrounding garden seemed to be shadowed, dilapidated and dim.

Not far from this house, there is a river running quietly.

...

After a while, Klein, who didn't see any more pictures, exited the dream.

"Leonard's guess is true... Where will that house be? There are too many places with rivers in Tingen City, such as the southwest of the West District, such as the Dock District, such as the University District..." He opened his eyes and rubbed his eyes. Rubbing his temples, he thought with a rather serious expression.

No. 2 Narcissus Street, the living room stained with dusk colors.

With his back to the oriel window, Klein said to Frye and Leonard: "My divination came to fruition. In my dream, I saw a gray-blue two-story house with all the windows on the first floor closed. With the curtains drawn, the soil is black and brown for several meters around it, not a single grass grows, not a single flower is planted, and it also has a dilapidated and dark garden, like the kind you often see in ghost stories." JrNovels.com