bang!

Roseanne suddenly stood up, knocked over the chair, and hurriedly said, "Hi, the weather is fine today, you, you, Klein, why are you here?"

She put her hands on her chest and took a few breaths, like a little girl who was afraid of being caught by her father for being lazy.

"I have something to ask the captain." Klein replied briefly.

"...It scared me to death. I thought the captain had come out." Rosanne glared at Klein, "I didn't even know to knock on the door! Hmph, you should be thankful that I am a generous and kind lady, um, I I prefer the word girl... What do you want to do with the captain? He's in the room opposite Mrs. Orianna."

Even though his spirit was quite tense, Klein was teased by Roseanne and smiled, and said after a moment of pondering, "Secret."

"..." Roseanne's eyes widened, and at the same time she couldn't believe it, Klein bowed slightly and said goodbye quickly.

He went through the partition door of the reception room again and knocked on the door of the first office on the right.

"Please come in." Dunn Smith's deep and gentle voice sounded.

Klein pushed the door open, closed his hands behind his back, took off his hat and saluted, "Good morning, Mr. Captain."

"Good morning, what's the matter?" Dunn's black windbreaker and hat are hanging on the coat rack next to him, his exposed body is only wearing a white shirt and black vest, even though his hairline is high and his gray eyes It was deep and refreshing.

"Someone is following me." Klein replied truthfully without any extra embellishments.

Dunn leaned back, clasped his hands, and quietly looked into Klein's eyes with his deep gray eyes.

He didn't answer the follow-up topic, but instead asked, "Did you come from the church?"

"Yes." Klein replied affirmatively.

Dunn nodded slightly, didn't say good or bad, and returned to the topic: "It may be that Welch's father didn't believe the cause of death we reported, so he hired a private detective from Windy City to investigate."

Conston City in Jianhai County, also known as Wind City, is an area with extremely developed coal and steel industries, ranking among the top three cities in the Loen Kingdom.

Without waiting for Klein to express his opinion, Dunn continued: "It may also come from the source of that notebook, huh, we are checking where Welch got the Antigonus family notebook. Of course, it cannot be ruled out that other people are looking for this notebook. Individuals, or organizations that take notes."

"What should I do?" Klein asked in a deep voice.

No doubt he hoped to be the first reason.

Dunn didn't answer right away, took a sip from his coffee cup, and said without a trace of ripple in his gray eyes: "Follow the way before, and then do whatever you want."

"Anything?" Klein asked back.

"Anything." Dunn nodded affirmatively, "Of course, don't scare the other party away, and don't violate the law."

"Okay." Klein took a breath, said goodbye, turned around, left the room, and returned to the basement.

He turned left at the intersection, bathed in the light of gas lamps spaced on both sides, and walked quietly in the empty, dark and cold passage.

The rattling echoes are superimposed, the more lonely and fearful they appear.

Soon, Klein approached the stairs and went up step by step. He saw the middle-aged priest standing in the shadows at the door.

When the two met, neither spoke. The middle-aged pastor turned around silently and got out of the way.

Walking silently all the way, Klein returned to the big prayer hall. The light and purity of the round holes behind the arched altar remained the same, the darkness and tranquility in the room remained the same, and the number of gentlemen and ladies lining up outside the confession remained the same, but there were a lot fewer.

After waiting for a while, Klein took his cane and newspaper, and slowly left the large prayer hall and St. Selina Church as if nothing had happened. JrNovels.com