"Human trafficking... Could it be that he was involved in cult sacrifices? Mister Fool's followers are targeting this?

"Lan Erwusi's time was similar, involving cults, sacrifices, and the coming of the 'True Creator'... I don't know which cult or evil god is behind Kapin...

"Mr. Fool's goal seems to be targeting those evil gods all the time... Is it really a game between the gods? He doesn't know how many major events he has destroyed those evil gods..." Audrey thought of a lot at once, and her heart was gradually surging :

The enemy of our Tarot Club is the evil god!

Others are not eligible!

Does Mr. "Fool" want to get the title of "Evil God Buster"? Audrey pursed her lips and chuckled inwardly.

Immediately, she put away her emotions and secretly confessed:

Audrey, how can you do this? How can you make fun of Mister Fool...

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At noon, Klein returned to Minsk Street, and unsurprisingly found a letter from a coachman that Old Kohler had paid for in his mailbox.

This is their agreed emergency contact method.

Of course, according to Klein's expectation, the old Kohler, who didn't know words, would only tell him when and where to meet through simple symbols. Who knew that the letter paper would turn out to be neat words.

With just a glance, Klein confirmed that this was consistent with the handwriting on Daisy's word book.

It seems that this girl wrote it for the old Kohler... The paper was not soaked by moisture, maybe the old Kohler bought some specially for emergency contact... Klein opened the door, walked into the living room, and Read the letter.

He did not take off his coat, but took off his hat and leaned on his cane, because the fireplace in the room had not been lit, and the cold of early November was silently penetrating into his bones.

The content of that letter was very simple, after all, Daisy didn't know too many words.

She first thanked Mr. Detective for his kindness and kindness, then told Klein that she had returned home safely, and finally mentioned tactfully that she hoped that Mr. Detective would bring the vocabulary book with him when he came to the East District next time.

A polite girl... Klein chuckled, snapped his fingers, and burned the letter without leaving any clues.

He decided to go to the East End tomorrow, return the word book to Daisy, and reimburse old Kohler for the delivery fee and paper and pen expenses.

Thinking of this, he couldn't help sighing, and said with a low smile: "Captain, now it's my turn to reimburse others..."

There was only the last bit of finishing work left, and Klein suddenly became free. He didn't waste time, went out again, and went directly to the Kragg Club��Dr. Allen often appeared there on Friday afternoons, and Klein wanted to ask about that The case of Will Auceptin, the kid who played tarot.

After entering the Kragg Club in Hillston, Klein said to the waiter in a red vest who came up to him, "A cup of Marquis black tea and a dessert will be delivered to the corner of the hall, where Doctor Alan and Reporter Mike are sitting. "

Klein has already seen the relatively indifferent well-known surgeon Alan Kress wearing gold-rimmed glasses and Mike Joseph, a reporter from the "Daily Observer" with charming blue eyes who has worked with him twice, as well as appearing frequently in the club Second only to Sherlock Moriarty's noble equestrian teacher Talim Dumont.

"Oh, our great detective is here, and we're talking about you." Talim smiled and stood up.

"Call me bad?" Klein joked.

Mike stood up, reached out to shake his hand and said, "No, I want to hire you again."

"What's the matter?" Klein saluted Dr. Allen and sat at their table.

Mike laughed and said, "You should read the newspaper, right? Capin was killed by the thief 'Dark Emperor', and his crimes were exposed. This is really a happy thing!

"And as a reporter, you must have enough news acumen. I plan to get a list from the police department, go to the East End to interview the rescued girls, and then tell the most vicious, cruel and unforgivable side of Capin. To the readers of the newspaper, of course, the victims must remain anonymous."

He paused, and said in a low voice: "I still have a hidden purpose, or an idea, to find out whether those girls and their families have special friends through such interviews. emperor'!" JrNovels.com