"In short, my mission ends here, and the next thing is the Nighthawks, Punisher, and the Heart of the Machine team." Klein took out a brand new paper, picked up a round-bellied pen, and returned the letter to Essinger Stanton Letters full of modesty, and dismissing his subtle hints, like a real ordinary private eye.

Cut out another paper man, and after he went out to post the letter, Klein walked to the stage where the public carriage waited, thinking with ease.

"Then you can wait to collect the money..."

"Repard said that he wants to see the Russell Memorial Exhibition for three consecutive days. I have to wait until Saturday to find him and pay the final payment. I hope that the patent for the bicycle has been applied for by then. Hey, the Backlund patent It seems that the Bureau�s work efficiency has not been high.�

Klein had already thought about today's arrangements just now. When the Extraordinary party couldn't be held and the corresponding items couldn't be bought, he suddenly became free and didn't need to be busy for a while.

"Go to the Kragg Club in the morning, practice guns, practice extraordinary abilities, and have lunch there, then find a better circus, watch the magician's performance, and see if you can get some inspiration." He took out a gold-cased pocket watch After taking a look, he boarded the public carriage in a good mood.

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Hillston District, Cragg Club.

Because Klein came here at least twice a week, all the waiters remembered him, and he didn't need to show his membership certificate and Hoarfrost constellation badge.

It was Wednesday morning at this time, and most of the members of the Kragg Club belonged to the middle class with relatively high status, and they were engaged in fixed and decent jobs. It was not Sunday, annual leave, or afternoon tea time, so it was difficult to come here.

The spacious and bright hall looked extremely empty, with only a few people sitting in the coffee table and sofa area in the corner.

Glancing over there, Klein saw an acquaintance, so he went up to say hello

"Talim, the weather is so good today, you should be at the racetrack."

That acquaintance was Talim Dumont, the aristocratic equestrian teacher who introduced him to the club at the request of Mrs. Mary.

He also once brought Klein a business, which was to protect "Daily Observer" reporter Mike Joseph to "Golden Rose" for investigation.

Talim raised his head, touched his short brown curly hair, and said with a smile

"Oh, dear detective, what have you been up to lately? I haven't seen you for a long time."

That's because you haven't been to the club for several days... Klein smiled and sat on the sofa next to Talim

"Helping the police investigate the serial murder case, although there may not be any rewards, but the reward is attractive enough, and establishing a good relationship with the police department is very important for us private investigators."

All of the above is bragging, I am just an inconspicuous character who was called up... He teased himself in his heart.

Several members sitting in the sofa area behind them were guided by a man who seemed to be a stockbroker, discussing the latest Western Railway stocks and East Balam Plantation stocks.

Talim didn't have any doubts about Klein's answer, he laughed and said

"It really is the big detective's busy work."

After exchanging a few pleasantries, he gradually entered a thoughtful state.

Just when Klein was about to leave for the underground shooting range, Talim suddenly looked at him and said

"Mr. Moriarty, may I ask a question?"

"Well, you can charge a consulting fee."

"This order is free, and just call me Sherlock." Klein laughed.

Talim nodded slightly, hesitatingly said

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