In a foggy and illusory scene, he saw the front of the steam train belching smoke and sparks, he saw the leather seats side by side, and he saw the clean and tidy carriages.

With a round face and narrow eyes, the gentle and sweet Triss was sitting by the window, and on the table in front of her was a hat inlaid with fine black gauze.

Klein carefully discerned and tried to confirm the train number, but he couldn't see it.

Not long after, he unbearably withdrew from the dreamland, his eyes reflected the ancient mottled bronze long table and the illusory crimson stars.

"It can only be confirmed that Triss is leaving Tingen by steam train, and there are no more clues... Hey, it seems that this mysterious space is mainly to help me eliminate interference, and it is not an exaggeration to improve my divination level..." Klein tapped the edge of the table with his fingers, thinking about his next move.

Through this divination, he fully confirmed that the target was the former "instigator" Tris, but now that the other party had fled Tingen, he didn't think the results just now could help Dunn better.

"The captain has already said that he will send a telegram to Backlund, to Enmat Port, and to the main stations along the railway line to arrest Triss across the country... I will not report the result of this divination, lest I be suspected ..." Klein quickly made a decision, because Dunn was arranging the follow-up in the most correct way regardless of whether he reminded him or not.

In the case that the dream divination cannot clearly see the train number, switching to the pendulum and other methods will not obtain effective results, even if the method of sequential elimination is adopted.

A similar situation also includes the red chimney incident.

At this time, he felt spiritual emptiness, he did not stay on top of the gray mist too much, and wrapped himself with spirituality, simulating the experience of falling.

When he "returned" to the room, his mind was full of oily lamb chops.

"You must sprinkle some cumin... Praise the goddess!" Klein swallowed, and the spiritual wall was removed like a wind, and the door opened.

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At 8:40 the next day, he entered the Blackthorn Security Company with a walking stick.

"Good morning, Klein, good news!" Rosanne behind the reception desk waved her hands excitedly.

Klein's eyes lit up and he said, "Have you caught Triss?"

"Triss? Who is she?" Luo Shan, who was wearing a light green dress, looked at a loss.

"...You don't need to know her, so what's the good news?" Klein changed the subject.

Luo Shan replied with a bright smile: "The captain's application has been approved, and the police department will transfer two police officers who have been in contact with extraordinary events to serve as civilians! I finally don't have to stay up late all the time, praise the goddess!"

"It's really good news..." Klein echoed sincerely.

After exchanging pleasantries with Roseanne, he passed through the partition and went underground, intending to continue the mysticism course.

When passing by the captain's office and the Nighthawks entertainment room, he took a few peeks and found that Dunn, Leonard and the others were all there. This indicated that the search and investigation last night did not yield good results, and they could only be handed over to the police. department, and they will do the tedious follow-up.

Originally, Klein wanted to chat with the captain to get the latest information, but seeing that he was busy writing manuscripts and sending telegrams, he had to retreat silently without disturbing him, and planned to ask again at noon.

He entered the ground along the steps, and saw two rows of elegant gas lamps surrounded by metal grids, the light penetrating the glass, and the silent and unchanging corridor.

Breathing the cool and refreshing breeze, Klein took a few steps and stopped suddenly.

He shifted his eyes to the gas lamps suddenly, and his brow gradually frowned.

He found himself making a common sense mistake!

Mistakes made because of the common sense of the earth!

During the divination above the gray mist last night, Klein saw Triss going away on a steam train, so he subconsciously judged that this was happening.

However, no one in this world has invented electric lights or similar devices. There will be almost no steam trains with people running after dark, and Klein, who is used to seeing green trains running at night, instinctively ignores this! JrNovels.com