Klein looked at the child's corpse in surprise and suspicion, and many thoughts popped up in his mind.

In his cognition, Will Auceptin is a child with special characteristics, which may be related to Sequence 1 "Mercury Snake" of the "Monster" pathway.

The divination game he played, and his casual sentence "Doctor, your luck will get worse", made Allen unlucky for a long time; the thousand paper cranes he folded could allow Allen's astral body to be located in the spirit world, He was indoctrinated with man-made revelations; even Klein could only catch a glimpse of his whereabouts above the gray mist, and it was difficult to draw valid conclusions... How could such a child die inexplicably? Died before Dr. Allen dreamed? What about his relatives?

Klein narrowed his eyes slightly, endured strong nausea, and carefully inspected the highly decomposed corpse, and found some shredded Tarot cards in the surrounding soil.

His spiritual intuition told him that there was a high probability that the corpse in front of him was Will Auceptin.

It's really shocking and confusing... Go back above the gray fog to confirm whether Will Auceptin's death is fake... Wait, what does this have to do with me? I have long since decided not to get involved in this matter, so as not to be entangled by some "Mercury Snake", which may be more terrifying than the Sealed Artifact "0-08"... Klein snapped back to his senses. The grave guard and Dr. Allen, who was about to collapse in fright, said, "Call the police!"

"Okay, okay!" The gravekeeper was taken aback for a moment, and then replied repeatedly.

Holding the shovel, he turned and ran out of the woods, as fast as a living corpse chasing him.

Sure enough, he is just an ordinary person, not cautious at all. In this case, shouldn't he be wary of the evil intentions of the people around him? If you expose your back, it's easy to be shot with a shovel... Klein glanced at the back of the grave guard, sighed and shook his head.

When he was in the night squad in Tingen City, he read a lot of case files and found that many victims were tricked by their accomplices in this way.

Thinking of this, Klein walked to Dr. Allen, bent down and stretched out his hand, "There is nothing to be afraid of, he is already dead."

"...It's the dead that makes people scared." Allen calmed down a little, and got up by himself without accepting Klein's support.

His long black dress was already covered with mud, which made Klein inexplicably feel distressed.

I don't like to see valuable things being damaged... He sighed in his heart.

Seeing that Alan was still a little panicked, Klein smiled and said, "At this time, praying to the gods you believe in has a good effect."

"Really?" Allen froze for a moment, tapped his chest clockwise four times, and chanted in a low voice, "Goddess of the Night, who is higher than the starry sky and older than eternity, your devout believer begs for your favor... "

In repeated whispers, he slowly calmed down, no longer as frightened as before.

Klein also drew a triangular holy emblem on his chest, and silently said to himself: "God of steam and machinery, you are not a devout believer, begging for your favor..."

While speaking, he couldn't help laughing at himself, suspecting that he might be killed by lightning on the spot.

However, lightning and thunder belong to the Lord of Storms, not within the domain of the God of Steam and Machinery... Klein thought quite easily.

After more than 20 minutes, the two sat in the interrogation room of a nearby police station.

When making the statement, Klein told the policemen frankly that he was just a commissioned private investigator and had no idea what happened. Dr. Allen described in detail his dream and the reason for the exhumation of the body.

Klein could tell that the policemen didn't believe it at all, but after they went out for a walk, they immediately changed their attitudes, saying that Dr. Allen and Detective Moriarty were not suspected, and they only needed to sign a statement before they could leave. .

Allen was quite surprised by this, but Klein was not surprised at all.

It was obvious that someone from the Nighthawks had stepped forward.

The benefit of letting the doctor go to the Fanxing Church to find the bishop in advance is reflected.

Before leaving the police station, Klein was not surprised to see a familiar figure. It was the Nighthawk who had entered his dream before.

The Nighthawk, who might be the captain, was still wearing a gray windbreaker, and he looked more frost-resistant than Klein at first glance. His blue eyes swept away, and he looked away from Klein's face without any abnormality, pretending that he was just a Ordinary Senior Inspector.

Klein, who also pretended that he was just an ordinary private detective, pushed down his glasses, put on a half-height silk top hat, left the police station with Dr. Allen, and got into the carriage.

After ordering his coachman to go to Minsk Street first, Allen turned to look at Klein: "Sherlock, do you think this is the end of the matter?" JrNovels.com