The Lord Of The Mysteries

The Chapter 255

Cowering in the closet, Klein secretly activated his Spirit Vision and saw two disturbing auras coming in.

"Erica, I brought you a gift," A heavy voice rang out as the door closed.

As expected, he was a man from Loen Kingdom. Even in infidelity, she looked a little old-fashioned. If it was the man from Intis, he would definitely shout "honey", "baby", "angel", and the like.

Of course, this is based on stereotypes from newspapers, magazines, and novels.

Erica Taylor asked in surprise, "Let me guess...Is that Fassman Eye Cream, Face Cream, or Essence? Or Leshini's?"

What the hell was all that. Klein was astonished by what he heard.

It was clear that Doragu Gale was also unable to react in time. It took him about eight seconds before he said, ". No, stockings."

In this world, because oil has not been invented, there are no suitable cheap chemical products; therefore, silk stockings are considered to be a high-end item.

"Not bad, let me see it." Erica's joy did not diminish.

"I bought it yesterday at Phillip's. One pair cost thirty soli, a total of five pairs," Doragu said in a boasting tone.

"How expensive."

That's expensive!

Erica and Klein both said the same thing, one exclaimed, the other quietly sighed.

Benson has worked for many years, earning only 1 pound 10 soli a week, which is 30 soli. It was only the equivalent of a pair of stockings, and with that salary, he could provide education to his brothers and sisters, feed them well, and even give them a place to sleep… An ordinary worker with few skills would only be paid about 20 soli a week.

"No, it's not expensive. Silk stockings are very valuable. I even gave an extra tip of five soli." As he spoke, the color of his aura became clearer, and Klein guessed that he had taken off his coat.

"Then I will try it," Erica Taylor said softly in a suggestive tone.

I feel like I'm watching porn again. And this is even a live broadcast… The corner of Klein's mouth twitched as he watched the red color flow between the red colors, signaling the passion between the two lit up like fire.

Purple color is almost red and does not stop.Red encircles green, orange.With listening to wheezing and low laughter, Klein assesses the movement and position of the couple outside with a change in the color of their aura.

Feeling that this was enough, Klein quietly pushed open the closet door and looked towards the bed.

Doragu and Erica were already entangled, their clothes half-open, their movements intense.

Klein lifted the Spectral Camera and pointed it at the passionate couple, waiting to see their faces at the same time.

As Doragu and Erica fell back onto the bed, Klein finally caught the most appropriate frame and pressed the shutter button.

The camera's click sound was no different, and the intense flashes and other abnormalities were limited to a very small area, so the couple were not worried.

With no confidence in his photography skills, Klein added a few more shots, intending to have the option to choose later.

He only planned to give one photo to his employer because too many photos would make the lawyer suspect why the couple had not noticed him taking the photo.

A piece of underwear landed lightly on the floor, and the sound of breathing grew stronger as Klein grabbed his portable camera and skillfully rolled out of the closet, closing the door behind him.

He rolled on the floor until he reached the waiting room door. Then, he quietly pulled it open and returned to the corridor.

It's finished! Heaving a sigh of relief, Klein politely closed the door in silence, pressed his hand against his chest, and bowed towards the bed.

Without further ado, he returned to his sitting room.

The last 7 pounds are coming soon. And I'm also getting an extra 50-pound Quelaag Club membership. It covers boards, lodging, and entertainment .. It was even worth over 50 pounds. Without any connection or contact, I will not be able to join this—even with a hundred pounds. Simple, safe, and profitable. Klein put down his portable camera and sighed with emotion in his heart.

At that moment, a hand suddenly stretched out from the camera lens.

Miss Bodyguard in her black regal dress slowly came out and floated in the air again, but her face remained pale.

Thinking of how she led him to watch porn, Klein tried to change the subject, in embarrassment.

"I plan to go to the cafeteria to eat something. Do you want to come with me?"

Each member can bring one guest.

Miss Guards replied in a neutral tone, "i can go without eating for two weeks."

As he spoke, he turned his back on Klein and floated towards the mirror, disappearing in an instant.

What exactly is the sequence. Klein thought with curiosity, returning the portable camera to the box.

After doing all this, she went to the bathroom and urinated.

After washing her hands and wiping her face, Klein looked in the mirror and checked her appearance.

Since he didn't shave this morning, his beard was quite a lot. His hair was split to the side in a three-to-seven ratio, and a pair of gold-framed glasses hung on his face. He looked refined and scientific, with a hint of maturity.

There is a definite difference from the past.I can still be recognized if observed. Once my beard grew to a certain extent, I didn't have to worry too much. I didn't have to be afraid of anything as I advanced to Sequence 6 Faceless, and walk out of the bathroom. He picked up his suitcase and went to the cafeteria on the first floor.

It was only nine, so breakfast was still served. Klein chose a two-sided half-cooked fried egg, a piece of white bread, butter cake, Desi pie, a serving of bacon, and a cup of Marquis Black Tea with a piece of lemon floating on its surface.

While looking for a seat, he suddenly saw a familiar face. It was the surgeon who recommended him to the club, Aaron Ceres.

The tall and skinny man sat alone in the corner, having finished his breakfast and sipped his coffee while flipping through the newspaper.

"Good morning, Dr. Ceres." Klein walked over and greeted the somewhat cold Aaron.

The surgeon attached the frame to his nose and said, "Call me Aaron, Detective Moriarty."

"According to the principle of reciprocity, you should call me Sherlock." Klein sat. "What news is there today? I'm in a hurry to not read the paper."

"The Intis Ambassador was assassinated. An organization******* under the name of the Order of Aurora declares responsibility for it. Huh, this world is becoming more and more chaotic. Sooner or later, there will be an all-out war in the South and North. Continent," Aaron expressed his feelings.

“War never stops, Sir; it's just that we've been able to enjoy the peace,” Klein finished his fried eggs and replied with a smile. "It's a pity that such an important case doesn't call for the help of private detectives like us."

Aaron flips through the papers.

"This news has nothing to do with us. The important thing is that the House of Lords and the House of Commons will pass the motion either today or tomorrow after a long debate. First, the Civil Servant Integrated Examination Bill, as well as relevant guidelines and actual plans. Second, is the establishment of the Atmospheric Pollution Council, and third, the establishment of an independent alkali industry inspector. The last two involve pollution. My God, they finally noticed this problem Patients in hospitals with pulmonary attacks are on the rise.

Did you finally graduate? I wonder how Benson's preparations.Will my death be affected.

"That's good news."

"For Mary, this is very good news. She wants to make herself or her husband, Doragu, one of the members of the National Atmospheric Pollution Council. She has a higher chance because she does not hold any position in the commercial enterprise and is a devotee of the Goddess. In addition, in any organization, there is ultimately a need for balance." Aaron calls Klein's employer. "i suggested to him that he should visit the club often because we have enough House of Commons MPs as club members."

In the Kingdom of Loen, Members of Parliament of the House of Commons were largely composed of wealthy individuals and representatives of certain nobles. However, there are also many professionals, such as doctors, lawyers, clergy, teachers, scientists, and accountants.

The Quelaag club targets a wide range of professionals in the middle class, without distinguishing between them and their political leanings.

Klein did not know much about such things, so he only said a few words in response before changing the subject.

"Aaron, it's Friday. Don't you need to go back to the hospital?"

"No, I'm on leave. It's been bad lately." Aaron suddenly frowned.

"What's going on?" Klein drank a mouthful of black tea.

Since Bakerland had just been murdered, and Rosago's body had been dumped into a distant ditch, he had no idea when it would be found. Klein was worried about the side effects and imperfections of his disguise, so he did not plan on taking on missions that were too difficult or easy to uncover his identity; therefore, he did not plan on taking on missions that were too difficult or easy to uncover his identity; therefore, he did not have to, he is interested in simple things that have good potential and rewards.

Aaron put down the newspaper and sighed.

"i was very unlucky recently.I had several failed surgeries in a row. Fortunately, there are no serious consequences. Otherwise, my license will be revoked."

While it is not big news for surgeons to cause death in the present era as it is common, the punishment is still quite severe in case of a serious accident due to the negligence of the surgeon.

Well, I can't help much. Well, actually, I know the luck enhancement ritual, but the effect is to send you over the gray fog. Klein lowered his head and started biting his bread.

After breakfast, she bids farewell to Aaron, goes to withdraw 500 pounds in cash, and gives 300 pounds to Miss Bodyguard before returning home. While waiting for his photos to develop, he wished that there was a simple job that could be entrusted to him. Unfortunately, none of them came to him.

In the evening, Klein prepares to leave again, his target is—Bravehearts Bar.

Taking the opportunity to have Miss Bodyguard, she hoped to get in touch with more Beyonder circles.