The Lord Of The Mysteries

Chapter 242's

Early Tuesday, Klein woke up naturally and prepared two slices of toast, a slice of butter, a serving of bacon, and a cup of coffee before casually reading the newspaper over breakfast.

With her fearsome Language of Foulness charm, she was much more comfortable. He was no longer as tense as before.

Klein finished flipping through the Backlund Bulletin, picked up the Tussock Times, and looked at the news article on the second page.

"At two o'clock this morning, there was a fierce gunfight at Red Brick Alley in East Borough. According to the police, it is suspected a clash between two gangs, one of which is the notorious Zmanger gang."

Red Brick Alley's Zmanger gang in East Borough.

With just a glance, he realized that the Red Bata Gang was not far from Bacardi Road. Ian Wright had previously appeared in a telegraph office on Bacardi Street.

Is it the Red Brick Gang where Ian Wright was hiding? What is the violent conflict between the special military department and the intelligence staff of the Republic of Intis? I wonder what the result will be. Klein took the last bacon, put it in his mouth, and chewed it slowly.

He had "informed" both sides about the forecast the morning before and they had locked onto Ian's location that night as well, implying a fairly high level of efficiency.

After taking a sip of coffee, Klein put down the newspaper and thought hard.

Suddenly, he heard the doorbell.

"Who is this?" Klein wiped his mouth with a napkin and headed for the door, puzzled.

Could it be a new commission? Over the past few days, I was out because of the Intis Ambassador. I wondered how many jobs and potential clients I had lost, my finances were about to reach their limit. Klein suddenly thought of something and opened the door.

Standing outside were two women, one of whom was Mrs Sammer, who was wearing a dressing gown. She had elaborate makeup on her face, making her look prettier than at home and not like she was in her thirties. Other women wore wide-brimmed hats with black tartan veils, and darker, more refined dresses.

"Detective Moriarty, I have a friend who needs your help." Stelyn Sammer held her cloaked hat, but there was no smile in her blue eyes.

"Please come in." Klein pointed to the living room, and as he turned around, he took the opportunity to tighten the buttons over his shirt and adjust his black vest.

Stelyn slightly nodded and, without a word, brought the black-hooded woman into the room.

He knew the place very well, and without Klein's guidance, easily found a sofa and sat down.

Klein wanted to immediately start asking, but then thought about Stelyn Sammer's style of doing things, so he asked with a smile, "Coffee or tea?"

In her eyes, Mommy. Sammer is a woman who pursues a high quality of life and strives to show her superiority at all times.

"No need." Another woman took off her hat.

He has good features, but the combination is disappointing. In addition, his cheekbones were too high, and he looked older than his actual age.

A little anger, a little sadness, a little doubt, a little fear.

It was not that he suddenly possessed the ability of an Audience, but the woman's actions were too obvious.

"Yes, neither coffee nor tea can solve the problem." Stelyn mimics the positions found in magazines, trying her best to appear classy. "It's Mrs. Mary Gale, Coim Company shareholder."

"What do you want to entrust to me, Mrs. Gale?" Klein sat on a single chair, leaning slightly forward and placing his hands on his thighs.

"Don't call me Mrs Gale. Just call me Mary." Mary Gale pursed her lips. "I hope you tail my husband and confirm whether he has a mistress. It's best if you can get material proof."

As a result of the active encouragement of the Church of the Goddess Overnight over the years, the Kingdom of Loen was more radical in its marriage laws than other countries, such as Feysac, Intis, and Lenburg. It stipulates that those who commit adultery must pay a financial price for it, which means that the adulterer will be at an absolute loss during the division of property.

I had heard that at least four out of ten other private detectives were investigating the affair. I did not expect that I would accept such a job as well, “Proof material is not easy to obtain.”

"I'll lend you the latest portable camera" Mary replied without hesitation. "As long as you have proof, I'll pay you ten pounds. If you just make sure that he has a stash, you'll only receive three pounds."

You mean the so-called portable camera that's about two-thirds the size of my head? 10 Pounds, this is not a cheap price. Klein focuses on entrepreneurship and knows about the latest cameras.

He hesitated for two seconds before saying, "Alright."

"But you have to give me detailed information about your husband and his regular activities."

"… It doesn't matter!" Mary paused for a moment before gathering all her strength to say it.

"Thank you for your help.I hope you didn't tell anyone else about this," Stelyn reminded him.

Hearing this, Klein immediately sighed, "i'm a person who upholds secrecy, and I often get into trouble because of that."

…

In the lobby of Count Wolf's house, men and women danced in the middle of the violin rhythm.

"You're the most beautiful young woman I've ever met." Bakerland, with a thin face and a thin beard, dyed Audrey's white gauze gloves with a kiss as per custom. His eyes looked excited and bold.

Audrey rolled her eyes and said with a chuckle, "Is this the way people from Intis speak?"

"Yes, we're never stingy with compliments on beautiful things." Bakerland laughing. "If it wasn't for the Loen Kingdom style, I might have called you my angel."

Audrey maintained her graceful smile and said, "The people of Loen and Intis are indeed different."

"Huh, it made me think about a joke. Please allow me to be presumptuous." Bakerland narrowed his eyes and said, "After having fun with a beautiful girl, most Loen men will say, 'Oh, honey, I want a cigarette', but most of the Gist men will say…"

She deliberately stopped, and Audrey tilted her head, trying her best to endure her nausea while looking confused.

"What would they say?"

"Most core men will say, 'Oh, baby, I have to go back now and not be found by my wife.'" Bakerland raised his glass and laughed.

"… People who can laugh at themselves always have an added charm to them." Audrey smiled politely.

Her beautiful dark green eyes, clear, suddenly turned to look behind Ambassador Bakerland.

"Sorry, a friend is looking for me."

"It's nice talking to you." Bakerland bowed and stepped aside.

Audrey moved forward gracefully and did not look back anymore.

As he was considering who he should find as the object of the reason, a young man approached him and, lowering his voice, warned him, "Audrey, don't be fooled by the Bakerland Ambassador, he's a dirty old man! I don't know how many women he tricked into bed.

Bakerland's full of lust? This is in line with my observation.This is a weakness. Audrey smiled without hiding her disgust.

"Kance, do you have any misunderstandings about me? Goddess, how can I be bewitched by that Bakerland Ambassador? His cologne made me want to puke; his words were so foul, and it felt like a male peacock."

Kance was the youngest son of Viscount Leerhsen, and their family was in quite good contact with the Hall family.

According to Audrey, Kance had entered MI9 after graduating from Tingen University and became very mysterious.

The original plan was to chat with Ambassador Backlund, the, and observe him closely before using desperate pretexts to get more information from Kance and his other friends from the intelligence community to learn more about him. To his surprise, he did not need to look for Kance Leerhsen as he came and started a conversation of his own accord.

"Your feelings are right." Kance smiled sincerely. He scanned his surroundings and whispered, "Again, Bakerland is a very dangerous person."

"How dangerous?" ask Audrey curious.

"Have you heard of Beyonders? I know that you've always been interested in things like that" Kance said with consideration.

Audrey nodded slowly.

"I know little, most of it was told to me by Glaint."

Kance glanced at Bakerland, who was chatting with a rich woman, and said with a solemn expression, "He is the head of Intis intelligence in our Kingdom. He has committed many atrocities, but we have not been able to gather evidence of his crimes. . He's Sequence 6, a Conspiracy."

He did not elaborate with outsiders like Audrey, nor did he mention that Conspiracy is part of the Hunter path.

However, Audrey was already aware of this. He pretended to be naive and sighed.

"He's absolutely amazing!"

"He has an assistant in the shadows, who may have reached Order 5. Moreover, all the Intis intelligence agents in the Kingdom were under his management. Many of them are Beyonders. Unfortunately, we only know a few of them. they .." Kance added. "Don't be too happy if Bakerland compliments you too. That's not what he really thinks. He just wanted to use this opportunity to gather more information."

I don't like what you're saying.Audrey stared at the ornate chandelier and thought for a few seconds.

"Is Bakerland very smart? you haven't managed to get incriminating evidence …"

"He's really good at planning, but he also has a lot of problems. He likes to chase women and likes romantic feelings. He took risks and was quite radical. Had it not been for his identity as an ambassador preventing us from taking action so easily, he would have been arrested a long time ago." Kance stroked his chin and said, "However, he will be replaced soon. Soon."

"Why?" Audrey asked in surprise.

"My dear lady, this is not something you should know." Kance adheres to the principle of secrecy.

When the ball was about to end, Audrey, who had gathered quite a bit of information, found Viscount Glaint and asked him to help her contact Xio and Fors.