Mystery: Shadow of Order Chapter 230

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Backlund, Chorwood District, Minsk Street.

Klein was wearing a formal tuxedo, a half-height silk top hat, and an exaggerated golden watch chain on his chest. He carried an exaggerated suitcase in his left hand, and a cane in his right. He stepped into Minsk Street, here It was the place he chose for himself in Backlund.

Thinking of the contact information left in the newspaper, Klein glanced at the house number next to him. It was 128. It seemed that he chose the wrong direction and should have entered from there.

Although the "Joker" of Sequence 8 doesn't have much blessing in power, there is not much in Klein's exaggerated suitcase, just like the more showy and exaggerated gold watch he chose, for better Play the "Joker".

This is Backlund, and it is also the Chowood District, where the middle class gathers. The streets of Minsk are all built with cement, which can quickly drain rainwater into the sewers even if it rains all the year round. Today's weather is not very good. Large swathes of continuous dark clouds cover the sky, and a sense of depression pervades Backlund. As a result, there are not many pedestrians on the road, except for a few half-year-old children.

However, are these children wearing a little too shabby?

Klein looked at the fifteen- or sixteen-year-old boy who had just walked into a dark-toned house. He was wearing an old coat that was neither fit nor age-appropriate, a round hat, and an old satchel on his back. Like a kid who lives in Chorwood. Before him, several other children who were about his age and dressed similarly also walked into the house.

Glancing at the house number, 58... Could it be the Baker Street squad?

Klein remembered his pseudonym Sherlock Moriarty, and he had chosen a new job for himself, which was detective. Taking a look at the house number again, maybe I can get some relevant information from these children in the future.

"You are new here, right? We are your resident and live at No. 58 on this street. You should have just arrived in Backlund. We have lived here for a long time, and we are very interested in this city. Understand, you can come to us if you want to know, but we will charge a fee. However, our fee is very cheap, and ordinary consultation will only cost two or three soles at most, those simple pennies."

Looking at the two and a half-old children in front of him, Klein's mouth curled into an arc, staring into the eyes of the talking boy and said:

"Then how did I hear that you also just moved here, just a few days before me?"

The tall boy at the front turned pale, his lips trembling and he was speechless. The short boy standing behind him took a few steps forward:

"Did you listen to Mrs Summer from No. 17? We did these things in the East End and Bridges and made a lot of money to rent No. 58. We had a lot of people, and it was only a few days, but we knew enough. Neighbors around." The boy had obvious scars on his chin, slightly thicker lips and slightly darker skin, so he should be of mixed race.

Klein turned his eyes around the two boys, watching their faces gradually showing disappointment, the corners of his mouth became wider, and said with a smile:

"Okay, come in first! Maybe I will really ask you for help?"

Excited expressions appeared on the faces of the boys. They glanced at each other and followed Klein in. Their movements were very careful and their steps were light, as if they were afraid of stepping on the floor.

Klein sat on a single sofa, pointed to the couch opposite, and motioned for the boys to sit there. The two boys looked at each other and sat gently on the sofa with their hands on their knees.

As soon as the short half-blood sat down, like being stabbed by a needle, he stood up abruptly, took out a business card from his pocket and handed it to Klein opposite:

"This is our business card, you can always come to the 58th to find us, there are always people there."

Klein took the business card, waved his hand to signal him to sit down, and glanced at the business card in his hand. There was neither pattern nor pattern on it, only two lines of words:

"Children's Home for You"

"Minsk Street 58"

Klein put the business card in his tuxedo pocket, and the two boys opposite looked at each other with smiles on their faces. The half-breed even said directly:

"Chorwood, where you live now, is generally middle-class people earning more than £3 a week, and the nearest is the Rice Police Station. But you'd better not go to the police here, they treat tenants and tenants. There is a big difference in attitude. Although they are equally annoyed by the residents here, they still choose a better attitude to deal with the residents.

In particular, several new police stations have been built in Hillston District, and a group of police officers have been transferred to support them. The police here are even more difficult to meet the various demands of the residents. But you can come to us, we are willing to take any job, in addition to inquiring about news, we can also help you with cleaning, fetching and sending letters, running errands and delivering meals…”

Obviously, Klein's behavior just now made the two little guys a little excited, and all kinds of information kept coming out of their mouths, although many of them were not very useful to him.

Seeing that the mixed-race boy was still talking about their business scope, Klein shook his head, and before he made a stop gesture, the little guy on the opposite side closed his mouth with interest.

He glanced at him in surprise, no wonder he dared to take the initiative to come to the door, the ability to wink is really strong! Klein imitated his classmate Welch's Haijun accent and said:

"Not bad. Now that you have introduced yourself, let me introduce myself. My name is Sherlock Moriarty, I am from Midsea County, and I am a detective. I may need your help in the future."

The tall boy with scars on his left eyebrow showed surprise on his face:

"You are also a detective. Our boss was also employed by a detective before, and he took us out to do it alone after earning money."

"Your boss?" Klein raised his brows. He wasn't surprised by this. He just made money to work alone. I'm afraid this can't be done by being hired by a detective.

"Ah, yes! Our eldest, Ian Wright." The short boy seemed to admire his eldest, and spoke with great pride, leaning forward, "He has a lot of connections in Bridge and East, like you Such detectives must be armed with guns! Our boss has channels to buy guns."

gun? Klein frowned slightly. If he could get a gun, I'm afraid it wouldn't be a joke. That Ian Wright probably made money from this. Although he really needed a gun, he didn't follow along and asked about what happened to Backlund recently.

"This..." The half-blood scratched his head and picked out some major events that detectives are most concerned about, "A lot of things happen every day in Backlund, and there seem to be a lot of major events, such as the gas explosion in the bridge area some time ago, which has already been There have been eight serial killings, each of the deceased is a woman, and all have been gutted. There is also 'Lieutenant General Hurricane' Ziringus killed by Duke Negan's guards, and recently it seems that there was a Helmore Hewy's third-generation difference engine manuscript appears in Bridge and East; five families are missing on the outskirts of West..."

Klein frowned, good guy! Backlund is worthy of being the capital of Loen. This kind of thing that can make Tingen blow up has happened together.

Gas bombing? This method of handling is familiar to Klein, a former member of the Nighthawk. The 'serial murder case' should be related to the blood cult. They have the "criminal" pathway, and Sequence 7 is the "serial killer"; not to mention Qilingers, his money now comes from bounties.

Hermothein seems to be a Frankenstein, the father of the second-generation difference engine, who disappeared while studying the third-generation difference engine, and is an important figure that countries are trying to find. The emergence of manuscripts involving the third-generation difference engine will certainly attract the attention of intelligence personnel from various countries.

Disappearances in the West End? It is the main residence of the top wealthy businessmen, with excellent security and strict supervision. If there is a problem in such an area, it will definitely attract the attention of the church, but I don't know which church is under the jurisdiction of it.

Klein nodded slightly, UU reading www. uukanshu.com is very satisfied with today's consultation. Now that he is not an official Beyonder, he cannot rely on the power of the police to gather intelligence. The two children in front of him may be an excellent choice. Sherlock Holmes has a Baker Street squad, so why can't I, Sherlock Moriarty, have a Minsk Street squad?

"By the way! There seem to be a lot of beasts in the sewer pipes in the bridge area, and the homeless living in it have been attacked. Our boss said that something big might happen in the bridge area, so we gave up the bridge area and chose Jowood. Area."

Another one, the Bridge District again, it seems Ian Wright is very smart! He should be one of the local snakes in the bridge area. He can buy guns. It is estimated that he knows a few Beyonders.

Klein took out a five-soul note from his pocket and handed it to the half-blood. Seeing him take the note with excitement and a little shyness, he said with a smile:

"If you can, I can ask your boss to come over tomorrow. I have something to consult with him. And you can go. Mrs. Somer's maid will be here later!"

Chapter end