Thick carpets, spacious space, velvet quilt covers, messy tables with various skin care products and cosmetics, jewels shining with different brilliance, half-open cloakrooms, flimsy clothes thrown casually on the rocking chair Clothes, suspenders and stockings, as well as many decorations inlaid with gold threads, caught Klein's eyes one by one.

The most eye-catching thing in the whole room is an unfinished oil painting, on which is Mrs. Sharon herself naked. She is as brown as a waterfall, and her brown eyes are like the eyes of a deer in the forest. She is pure and moist, but her eyebrows are curved Upturned eyes, a straight nose and delicate lips, and the outline of the charm of a mature woman, the two are blended together in a contradictory posture, but exude an amazing charm.

With his neck down, Klein only glanced at it, but didn't take a closer look. This wasn't a fake dress. He even saw the other party's "little dirty pictures", so why are he afraid of "little yellow rabbits"?

His attention is drawn to the paints, plates, brushes, and a silver-plated full-length mirror next to the oil painting.

Such a combination, such an arrangement, and such a positional relationship gave him a strange idea that the author of this oil painting was Madam Sharon herself, not some painter she hooked up with.

A woman with a charming appearance, outstanding figure, charming and innocent, took off her clothes, looked in the mirror, and painted herself, recording her beauty... Such a scene feels weird... Mrs. Sharon is too narcissistic, right? Klein muttered silently, looked away, and began to search for possible criminal evidence.

According to the teachings of Leonard and Frye, he has been wearing black gloves, and every time he searches for a place, he must remember the original appearance in advance so that he can restore it afterwards.

For a "Seer", this is not difficult at all. If you forget it, you can easily recall it with the "Dream Divination" technique.

Of course, before going out tonight, he also had a divination for himself, there was no danger, and it was quite smooth.

This is what a qualified magician should do... Even if I am already a "clown"... Klein complained to himself, and spent nearly 20 minutes searching Mrs. Sharon's bedroom, but found nothing worthy of attention , did not see the slightest spiritual light.

Finally, he stopped in front of the safe in the corner of the room.

Iron-gray, it is one meter high, thick and heavy, giving people an unusually solid feeling, as if you can't even try to break it if you bring explosives.

"It really has the characteristics of the steam age... It must have an extremely complicated mechanical combination..." Klein tried to open the lock, but failed shamefully.

He put off the matter of the safe for the time being, took off the glove on his left hand and removed the citrine pendant wrapped around his wrist.

Holding the silver chain and letting the pendulum hang down, Klein got rid of the hotness brought by the fragrance in the room and entered a state of meditation.

His eyes turned deep, and he whispered to himself: "This room has a secret room or a secret compartment."

"This room has a secret room or a secret compartment."

...

After seven times, the color of Klein's pupils returned to normal. He looked at the citrine pendant and saw it spinning counterclockwise.

This means no.

Klein nodded invisibly, left Mrs. Sharon's bedroom, and quietly searched through the study, living room, sun room and other places according to the procedure just now, but found no valuable clues.

The reason why he didn't use the "divination stick method of finding objects" was because he didn't know what he was looking for.

Taking out a silver pocket watch with arabesques, he opened it to check the time, then turned back and walked back to Mrs. Sharon's bedroom.

Carefully closing the wooden door, Klein took out the ceremonial silver dagger, sprayed Mimi's spirituality, let it combine with natural forces, and sealed off the entire room.

He wants to "summon" himself!

He wants to drill into that thick safe with a spirit body and check the contents inside!

"You don't need to know how to pick locks!" Klein muttered in Chinese.

Because he was praying to himself, all the procedures could be simplified and there was no need to be so particular, so Klein took out a candle mixed with sandalwood and lit it with spirituality at will, and it was considered that the altar was set up.

"I!"

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