Chapter: 742
Then he poured oil into the pan, moistening the surface.
When it was hot, he scooped up some batter with a spoon and poured it over the side of the pot, spreading it very thinly.
In the sound of sizzling, he spread out several pancakes, and the smell of flour gradually dissipated.
When it was about the same time, he peeled off the soft pancakes one by one, put them on a plate, and added water to make the remaining ingredients into a batter.
As soon as he returned to the dining room with the bread and "gooey", Klein couldn't wait to tear off a piece and stuff it into his mouth.
The pancakes only have a strong wheat aroma and a sweet taste that stimulates the appetite, simple, simple, but extremely delicious.
It's the taste from memory... Klein ate quickly, taking a sip of batter from time to time.
Just when he was about to eat and started to slow down, the doorbell was suddenly rang, and the tinkling sound continued to echo.
New commission? Klein took off the napkin, wiped his hands, got up and walked to the door.
Before he could hold the handle, the image of the visitor naturally appeared in his mind.
It was a middle-aged gentleman with gray sideburns, a thin face, and an outstanding temperament.
That was the private detective Isengard Stanton who was invited by the police!
What did he come to me for? Klein opened the door in doubt, and asked with a smile, "Good morning, Mr. Stanton, what's the matter?"
Essinger took off his half-height silk top hat, smiled and said: "Good morning, Mr. Moriarty, I want to cooperate with you. I think you are an excellent detective. You have found East Balam purely by yourself. Dockyard, found the dock workers union."
"Cooperation?" Klein didn't hide his astonishment.
Essinger tapped the black cane, and replied in a deep voice: "Find out the murderer of the recent serial murder."
"The police have offered a reward of 2,000 pounds."
2000 pounds? This is enough to drive all the bounty hunters and private detectives in Backlund crazy! This is no better than "Vice Admiral Hurricane" Qilingus floating on the sea for a long time, with a bunch of subordinates, the type that can be touched by reaching out...
Well, a great pirate whose combat strength is comparable to that of Sequence 5 is worth 10,000 gold pounds, and the murderer of Sequence 6 would have to charge three to four thousand pounds to be reasonable... Could it be that the Nighthawk Punisher judged that murderer? It is a "serial killer" of Sequence 7, not a quasi-powerhouse who is about to be promoted to Sequence 5, so 2,000 pounds is quite a premium...
It is very possible that the "Sun" said that the ritual is quite ancient, maybe after the cataclysm, it seldom appeared again, and there is no similar information in several major churches and the military... There is a problem here, the Church of the Goddess, steam and machinery The Church of God, as well as the royal Augustus family, can also be said to have risen in the cataclysm. Without understanding the past, the Church of Storms has always insisted that it is one of the oldest... Could it be that their oldest is still after the demons retreated to the abyss?
Hearing Isengard Stanton's words, the first thing that flashed through Klein's mind was the evaluation of the amount of the reward, and then he spread his thoughts and thought of many things.
"What's your opinion?" Seeing that Sherlock Moriarty seemed a little distracted, Essinger asked.
My opinion? Klein was in a dilemma for a while.
A normal private detective will definitely agree. This is not only because of the generous reward, but also because the opposite is a well-known detective. Establishing a friendship with Essinger will reap great benefits in the circle.
But the problem is that Klein is not a normal private investigator. He is worried that when investigating clues, he will run into the Nighthawk who is in charge of the matter.
Although I have grown a beard, wore glasses, and changed my hairstyle now, the Nighthawks who have only met me a few times will definitely not recognize me, but what if I encounter Ms. Daly? It's not right not to agree, it seems very weird and very suspicious... Besides, I also hope to catch that demon as soon as possible, otherwise I don't know how many innocent girls will be killed... Klein thought for a few seconds, then smiled slightly: "I just took over a very troublesome case recently. I'm afraid I don't have much free time."
Without waiting for Isengard Stanton to speak, he added: "I can participate in the discussion, help read the information, and analyze the clues, but I probably won't investigate specifically."
I will do a divination later. If there is indeed a problem, then I will save my speech during the discussion and be a pure audience... While speaking, Klein quickly formed an idea.
Essinger, who was holding a black cane, pondered for a moment and said, "No problem."
"This time I summoned more than a dozen detectives, and I have enough manpower to do the investigation. What I admire most about you is your excellent reasoning and analysis ability. Without so many resources as mine, you actually found East Balam. The dock, I went to the dock workers union." JrNovels.com
When it was hot, he scooped up some batter with a spoon and poured it over the side of the pot, spreading it very thinly.
In the sound of sizzling, he spread out several pancakes, and the smell of flour gradually dissipated.
When it was about the same time, he peeled off the soft pancakes one by one, put them on a plate, and added water to make the remaining ingredients into a batter.
As soon as he returned to the dining room with the bread and "gooey", Klein couldn't wait to tear off a piece and stuff it into his mouth.
The pancakes only have a strong wheat aroma and a sweet taste that stimulates the appetite, simple, simple, but extremely delicious.
It's the taste from memory... Klein ate quickly, taking a sip of batter from time to time.
Just when he was about to eat and started to slow down, the doorbell was suddenly rang, and the tinkling sound continued to echo.
New commission? Klein took off the napkin, wiped his hands, got up and walked to the door.
Before he could hold the handle, the image of the visitor naturally appeared in his mind.
It was a middle-aged gentleman with gray sideburns, a thin face, and an outstanding temperament.
That was the private detective Isengard Stanton who was invited by the police!
What did he come to me for? Klein opened the door in doubt, and asked with a smile, "Good morning, Mr. Stanton, what's the matter?"
Essinger took off his half-height silk top hat, smiled and said: "Good morning, Mr. Moriarty, I want to cooperate with you. I think you are an excellent detective. You have found East Balam purely by yourself. Dockyard, found the dock workers union."
"Cooperation?" Klein didn't hide his astonishment.
Essinger tapped the black cane, and replied in a deep voice: "Find out the murderer of the recent serial murder."
"The police have offered a reward of 2,000 pounds."
2000 pounds? This is enough to drive all the bounty hunters and private detectives in Backlund crazy! This is no better than "Vice Admiral Hurricane" Qilingus floating on the sea for a long time, with a bunch of subordinates, the type that can be touched by reaching out...
Well, a great pirate whose combat strength is comparable to that of Sequence 5 is worth 10,000 gold pounds, and the murderer of Sequence 6 would have to charge three to four thousand pounds to be reasonable... Could it be that the Nighthawk Punisher judged that murderer? It is a "serial killer" of Sequence 7, not a quasi-powerhouse who is about to be promoted to Sequence 5, so 2,000 pounds is quite a premium...
It is very possible that the "Sun" said that the ritual is quite ancient, maybe after the cataclysm, it seldom appeared again, and there is no similar information in several major churches and the military... There is a problem here, the Church of the Goddess, steam and machinery The Church of God, as well as the royal Augustus family, can also be said to have risen in the cataclysm. Without understanding the past, the Church of Storms has always insisted that it is one of the oldest... Could it be that their oldest is still after the demons retreated to the abyss?
Hearing Isengard Stanton's words, the first thing that flashed through Klein's mind was the evaluation of the amount of the reward, and then he spread his thoughts and thought of many things.
"What's your opinion?" Seeing that Sherlock Moriarty seemed a little distracted, Essinger asked.
My opinion? Klein was in a dilemma for a while.
A normal private detective will definitely agree. This is not only because of the generous reward, but also because the opposite is a well-known detective. Establishing a friendship with Essinger will reap great benefits in the circle.
But the problem is that Klein is not a normal private investigator. He is worried that when investigating clues, he will run into the Nighthawk who is in charge of the matter.
Although I have grown a beard, wore glasses, and changed my hairstyle now, the Nighthawks who have only met me a few times will definitely not recognize me, but what if I encounter Ms. Daly? It's not right not to agree, it seems very weird and very suspicious... Besides, I also hope to catch that demon as soon as possible, otherwise I don't know how many innocent girls will be killed... Klein thought for a few seconds, then smiled slightly: "I just took over a very troublesome case recently. I'm afraid I don't have much free time."
Without waiting for Isengard Stanton to speak, he added: "I can participate in the discussion, help read the information, and analyze the clues, but I probably won't investigate specifically."
I will do a divination later. If there is indeed a problem, then I will save my speech during the discussion and be a pure audience... While speaking, Klein quickly formed an idea.
Essinger, who was holding a black cane, pondered for a moment and said, "No problem."
"This time I summoned more than a dozen detectives, and I have enough manpower to do the investigation. What I admire most about you is your excellent reasoning and analysis ability. Without so many resources as mine, you actually found East Balam. The dock, I went to the dock workers union." JrNovels.com
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