Then, he took a tram to Howers Street, and saw the "Midnight Poet" Leonard Mitchell with messy hair in front of the house number 62.

In September when the weather turned cold, Leonard was still only wearing a thin white shirt and a pair of beige trousers. He swept his green eyes and said, "This is probably the house rented under the pseudonym of Lanerus. .�

"How did you find out?" Klein asked curiously.

Leonard pointed to his own head: "Since you got clues from Hood Eugen, you suspect that Lanevus may have a relationship with that member of the Aurora Society, um, the cloth merchant Sirius Aripis , I had no choice but to change my mind and look for it from the Aurora Society when the normal investigation didn�t yield any results.�

"Previous reports showed that many residents in the Siris and Halls neighborhoods had contacts. I checked them one by one and found some problems here."

"What's the problem?" Klein nodded slightly.

Leonard raised his eyebrows: "It's an obvious problem. The tenants here rarely show up. After Haines Vincent's death, he declared that he was going to the Southern Continent for business and never came back. His information is very poor. True, the police found nothing."

"This can only be called a coincidence." Klein frowned.

"Of course, it's just a coincidence, but when I asked the surrounding residents about the photo of Lanwusi, an old gentleman felt that it was very similar to the tenant of No. 62, except that the glasses were different." Leonard took it out of his trouser pocket. A black and white photo came out.

Why didn't you say it earlier... Klein slandered, followed Leonard into No. 62 Howers Street, and began divination whether there was a secret compartment or a secret room according to his request.

And the result is, there is!

"The secret compartment or secret room of this house."

Klein wrote down a new divination statement, sat on the sofa, and closed his eyes while reciting silently.

After seven times, he entered the dreamland, and his eyes were hazy.

In the gray world, Klein saw oak bookshelves, saw rows of books, saw one of the books being taken away, and saw the wooden surface next to it suddenly open, revealing a hidden compartment.

The picture disappeared quickly. Klein opened his eyes and said to Leonard, "In the study."

He wrapped the citrine pendant, followed Leonard into the study, and saw the oak bookshelf he had just dreamed about.

"Take out that book, there is a hidden compartment in the place it covers." Klein pointed to the book on the farthest side.

"Here...I searched the whole house before, but found nothing, so I had to go back to Zouterland Street to ask for help." Leonard walked over while muttering, and pulled out the book Klein was pointing at. books.

He groped for a while, finally found the mechanism, and opened the secret compartment with a snap.

A letter was quietly placed in the dark compartment.

letter? Ranius hid a letter here? Klein was very surprised by this.

He had divined whether there were dangerous items hidden in the letter, and after getting a negative answer, Leonard reached out and grabbed the letter, and opened the envelope without address and recipient.

Pulling out the letter paper, Leonard flicked it and unfolded it.

Klein moved closer and watched intently, only to see the first few paragraphs of the letter read: "Hahaha, congratulations to you, congratulations to you for finally finding this letter!"

"This shows that you are not too stupid, not too dull, and are qualified to participate in this game of life and death designed by me."

"Child laborers who continue to die young, factory workers who seldom survive ten years due to the environment and hard work, and female workers who risk serious illness but only get a meager salary, I see countless resentments shrouded in every factory, making the surroundings change. Depressed and dark, it's the worst of times, it's the best of times, and our game will start against that backdrop."

"Idiots, get ready, I'm going to give you a hint!"

Seeing this, Klein and Leonard raised their eyes from the letter paper at the same time, looked at each other, and each muttered, "I'm afraid this is a lunatic?"

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