"No, I don't mind any form of money." Klein smiled.

The gold pounds of the Kingdom of Loen, in addition to being large banknotes, can also be gold coins, which is also the guarantee of the face value of the banknotes.

However, in the more than a hundred years since Emperor Roselle, the people of the Northern Continent have become more and more accustomed to banknotes, and some members even want copper pennies to have corresponding banknotes.

Gold pounds in the true sense are rarely circulated in the market. Only some old-fashioned gentlemen will attach a fixed box to the other end of their pocket watch chain, and put some gold coins in it to prevent accidents.

This is both peace of mind and habit.

Miller nodded, followed the golden watch chain on the clothes, and took out a box that shone with golden light from a certain pocket.

Pa, he opened the box, took out five gold coins, and the banknotes he had counted out earlier, and handed them to Mr. Detective in front of him.

Klein didn't shy away from anything. After counting it once, a gold coin popped up suddenly, and he spread his palms to catch it.

"Thank you for your generosity." He glanced at the portrait facing upwards, showed a sincere smile, then put his hands on his chest, and bowed to Miller Carter in salute.

Well, if it is another detective, even if the entrance and passage are blown up at this time, after returning, there will definitely be nightmares, abnormal noises in the house, mental weakness, and the feeling that someone is staring at him at any time and other problems. It will take a long time for the infestation of the evil spirit to disappear, but we are different. Miss Sharron herself is like a female ghost. I will be fine if I go above the gray mist. As for the three living corpses, even You are not afraid of death anymore, so what are you afraid of? Klein complained a few words in a good mood, then bid farewell to Miller Carter, turned and left the house.

When they came to the street, the three living corpses walked in another direction without saying hello to him.

Miss Sharron left... Really confiscated the employment fee of the living corpses... Klein raised his arms with a smile, and waved at the backs of the three living corpses.

After that, he went home and changed into normal clothes, and went to the Cragg club for gun practice.

After having a dinner by the way as a reward for the successful completion of the mission, Klein took the public carriage and returned to Minsk Street.

The gloomy and dim environment was illuminated by gas street lamps. Holding a cane, he strolled leisurely along the street.

Suddenly, he had a premonition that was not good but not bad either.

what's the situation? Klein looked up and found that two police officers were leading a police dog over, and they seemed to be conducting interrogation along the way.

Check? Interrogation with police dogs? The impact of the serial murder case? The smell of cloves and gooseberries left behind, so extra police dogs? Klein couldn't help but slander.

The history of police dogs can be traced back to the Russell period, but the number has always been small.

Considering that he has a lot of items on him, and considering the premonition just now, Klein planned to take a detour and walk from the other side.

But at this moment, the two police officers saw him and motioned him to stop.

The corner of Klein's mouth twitched, and he waited where he was with a smile on his face.

"Routine investigation." After approaching, one of the police officers showed his ID.

"Okay..." Before Klein could finish his sentence, the police dog suddenly growled and barked at him non-stop.

This, is this the smell of gunpowder on me? The smell of gunpowder left over from gun practice in the afternoon? Klein realized instantly. He glanced at the guarded expressions of the two police officers, took it into consideration, and said with a smile, "It's like this. I picked up a revolver on the road. It also came with an underarm pouch and The bullet is about to be handed over to you."

He slowly took out his revolver, raised his hands to his shoulders, and added with a serious smile: "Officer, I really am not illegally holding a gun."

A police officer was on high alert. A police officer took the pistol and said solemnly: "You must go back to the police station with us."

"Okay." Klein replied with a bright smile, "But I have a request. Please inform my lawyer, Mr. Jurgen Cooper. I can only undergo a body search under his witness."

East District, in a corner.

Gene, who was drunk, faced the wall, pulled down his pants, and nourished the moss comfortably. JrNovels.com