The living room suddenly became extremely quiet, and the feeling of silence made Mrs. Mary and Mrs. Starling uneasy for some reason.

At some point, Klein took out a coin and let it jump and roll between his fingers. This seemed to be his habitual action when he was concentrating on thinking.

Suddenly, the coin flew up, then fell steadily, and landed in the palm of the hand with the back facing up.

Klein was surprised now. He was divining whether this matter was dangerous, but it turned out that it was not.

If there is such a threat, even if the sender has almost no strength, it may cause a certain degree of danger, it will not be completely gone... just pure intimidation? Or... Klein suddenly thought of another possibility, and said with a smile: "Mrs. Mary, don't be nervous, you can go back at ease. If someone asks you to discuss this matter in the newspaper in the past two days, let the public recognize those factory owners. your true colors, ignite the anger of the masses, and nothing will happen to you."

What Klein thought of just now might be that this threatening letter incident was a bureau, a bureau set up by himself to incite the people and use their anger, so that the investigation of air pollution can proceed smoothly, so that the subsequent bills will benefit him .

And that would explain the police department's current response.

"...Why do you say that?" Madam Mary asked with a frown.

Klein responded with a smile: "This is my reasoning."

"What if what you said doesn't happen within two days?" asked Mrs. Mary.

Klein said sincerely, "Then I will provide protection."

Anyway, there is no danger... He added in his heart.

After reassuring Mrs. Mary, he went to the gray mist to check, and got the same result as before.

And by this time, his Dixie pie was cold...

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Madam Mary returned home a little nervously, thinking about whether to invite Starling to stay with her for a few days.

At this moment, her housekeeper told her that Earl Hall's eldest son, Chief Secretary of the Air Pollution Investigation Committee, Mr. Hibbert Hall was visiting.

After the two parties entered the living room, before Mrs. Mary could speak, the handsome gentleman with brilliant blond hair said first: "Mrs. Mary, I heard what happened to you. This is a disgrace to Backlund and even the entire kingdom. My apologies and sympathies.

"Don't worry, everyone in the committee will stand with you!"

"Thank you for your concern." Mrs. Mary responded gratefully.

Hibbert Hall thought for a while and said, "Madam, I want to find a reporter to cover this matter, tell everyone about your experience and your despicable deeds, and let the public see those who polluted the air in Backlund. How rampant the people are! Without the slightest remorse!

"Please be sure to agree to my request."

This...is exactly what Detective Moriarty described...Mrs. Mary was speechless for a moment.

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After having breakfast and resting for a while, Klein, who had nothing to do, went above the gray mist, planning to divination the origin of the biotoxin bottle.

This time, he didn't delay at all.

In the ancient and majestic palace, stone pillars one after another support the high dome.

Klein sat at the top of the long bronze table, holding a translucent brown vial, checked it several times, and didn't get any premonition of danger.

Let's start... He manifested a pen and paper, and wrote the divination statement: "Its source."

After putting away the pen and being mentally prepared to withstand a critical blow, Klein stared at the paper and the biotoxin bottle, leaned back in the chair, and meditated while reading. JrNovels.com