The old-fashioned gentleman said with a strong East Coast accent, "Are you Detective Charlotte Moriarty?"

"Do you have something to entrust?" Klein nodded, got out of the way, and led the old gentleman to the living room.

He hesitated for two seconds before asking out loud, "Do you want coffee or black tea?"

"A cup of hot water, thank you." The old-fashioned gentleman had taken off his hat and sat down.

Very good, it's very simple...Maybe I have to consider hiring an assistant to refill tea, pour water, and clean the room...Klein thought distractedly, and turned to the kitchen to rinse a cup.

After he put the hot water in front of the old gentleman, he walked to the single sofa, sat down with his hands clasped, and said, "What should I call you?"

"Miller Carter." The old gentleman replied concisely.

"Mr. Carter, what do you want to entrust?" Klein asked directly without greeting.

While speaking, he quietly activated his spirit vision and observed the opposite side.

This old gentleman is still in good health. There is something wrong with the color of the gas field in the joint of his left leg, probably due to arthritis... His mood is mainly blue in calm thinking, with a little anxiety... Klein just glanced at it, A conclusion has been roughly drawn.

Miller Carter picked up the white porcelain cup, stroked the outer layer, and said, "The thing is, I bought a house on Williams Street. Heh, I come from Jianhai County. Because of business, I will settle down in the future." In Backlund."

Where is Williams Street...? It's been less than a month since he arrived in Backlund, and when he went out, he would either check the map or rely on his intuition, trying hard to appear calm and reliable.

Miller Carter glanced at him, and under the guidance of his gaze, he continued: "It is said that the house originally belonged to a bankrupt viscount. It was about twenty or thirty years ago. I bought it."

"I was going to do some renovations in line with the modern style, but I found out that there was a hidden hidden door in the basement, which led to a large underground building. I considered that it might be unsafe inside, so I temporarily stopped the construction to prevent the workers and servants from rushing. Explore, I hope you can help confirm the condition inside the underground building."

Underground structures...ancient ruins? Secret treasure? Klein thought for a while and said, "Why didn't you call the police?"

"The resources that the police can mobilize are dozens or hundreds of times more than that of a private detective like me, and the effect of exploration will definitely be better and more guaranteed."

Miller Carter rubbed the place between his eyes: "I don't want too many people to know about this, especially the government departments."

"If it is confirmed that there is no danger inside the underground building, I plan to use it as part of the whole house and re-use it."

"I know that this is a high risk for you. I am willing to pay 50 pounds for this, but you can't find more than three assistants. Afterwards, I can make some compensation according to the specific encounter."

50 pounds, the price is very high... If I were an ordinary detective, this would already be equivalent to two or three months of my income... He first came to Backlund and didn't know any other detectives, so he could only read newspapers and hire someone. , so they came to me... Klein considered for a few seconds and said, "Let me think about it."

He suddenly smiled apologetically, pointed to the back and said, "I'm going to the bathroom."

Miller Carter nodded invisibly and took a sip of hot water.

After entering the bathroom and closing the wooden door, Klein looked in the bathroom mirror and took out a copper half penny.

Because of the lady bodyguard, he couldn't go above the gray mist to confirm, so he could only rely on his own divination level.

"I should accept this order."

...

Klein recited it seven times silently, popped out the copper coin, and watched it roll and fall with deep eyes.

Snapped!

The copper coin fell into his palm, and the king's head was turned up in affirmation.

Klein nodded slightly, and whispered into the air: "Where's your intuition?" JrNovels.com