The Lord Of The Mysteries

Chapter 278's

After dinner, in the pool room at the Bravehearts Bar.

Dressed in a simple black coat and a dark hat, Klein held a glass of Southvill beer, closed the door behind him, and walked up to the Kaspars, who were hunched over on the table, trying to hit the ball.

Before he could smile and greet, the Kaspars stopped what he was doing, straightened up, and glanced at him.

"Marc is not here.

"There's no other meeting you want.

"I have nothing but weapons."

… Very familiar with what I want .. Fortunately, I have a different purpose today .. Klein curled the corners of his lips and said, "i'm here to buy a gun."

Maric was not here. From the looks of it, they had been exposed and targeted by their enemies. They've decided to switch locations. Then I won't be able to contact Miss Guards. And I plan to trick Millet Carter with Maric's zombies as my maids, and they're not afraid to die. Well, the premise of their obedience was when the influence of Azik's copper whistle was shielded. As he spoke, a series of thoughts flashed through Klein's mind.

The Kaspars were a little surprised. With a suspicious expression, he leaned on his stick and rubbed his brendiannose and said, "What weapon do you want to buy? Have you finished the bullet before? That's a lot of practice."

No, I trained with the bullets I bought at the Quelaag Club.

"i want to buy explosives, the kind that's widely used in mines."

"What do you want to do?" Kaspars exclaimed as his expression turned solemn and firm. "I warn you, don't try to do anything damned! I won't let my customers challenge the Sivellaus Yard! Of course, you don't have to buy a gun from me."

To be able to become a black market arms trader and live to this day, from a certain point of view, he must adhere to the rules strictly. At the very least, he would not sell to those lunatics. Klein usually gave his judgment from Nighthawk's point of view and smiled. "It looks like you're misunderstanding something, I'm not going to open the bank vault door or try to make sensational news.I'm helping someone with the demolition of the building, making it easier for the next renovation."

"Then why didn't he find a decent construction company?" The Kaspars did not lower their vigilance.

"Haha, it's a secret room. He doesn't want anyone to know." Klein turned to ask, "Do you know a reliable explosives expert? I'm not good at this kind of thing, and I'm afraid the whole house is gonna collapse."

When the Kaspars saw that Klein was considering making sure that the house remained in good condition, the doubts in his mind immediately dissipated quite significantly.

As he was considering an answer, an illusory voice suddenly sounded in the room.

"No need."

A familiar feeling came to Klein. He quickly turned around and found Miss Guards sitting on a chair in the corner without her noticing.

She was still wearing her black Gothic regal dress and matching soft hat. Her face was as pale as ever, and her blonde hair and delicate features accentuated each other.

"Good night, Madam." Klein slightly bent his back and bowed.

"Good night, Mom. Sharron's." Kaspar did the same.

So his name was Sharron. Klein was seriously waiting for him to speak.

The woman named Sharron looked at the Kaspars and said, "Maric will not come back here again.

"If you need it for something, leave a message according to the third method."

"Yes, Mom. Sharron's." Kaspars, who had clearly seen many things in his life, seemed to have an instinctive fear of Miss Guards.

After hearing this, Klein interrupted, "If, I mean if my— wants to get Maric's help, how should I contact her?"

"Through the Kaspars" Sharron replied simply.

"Good." Klein spread his hands and said, "Oh yes, what do you mean when you say there is no need for demolition experts?"

Sharron's blue eyes did not waver in the slightest.

"I'm one."

You One? you're a demolition expert? Wait a minute, aren't you a Beyonder with special abilities, perhaps in Sequence 5? Why did you become a part-time demolition expert .. Klein froze when he felt at a loss for words.

In the end, she chose to trust Miss Guards as she said with consideration, "I'll visit …"

Before he could finish, he stared at the Kaspars. It showed that the next topic was no match for this ordinary person.

Basically, because of his body, the black market arms dealer was indeed considered an ordinary person.

Sharron looked at the Kaspars and said, "Prepare the explosives. Two pounds. He'll pay."

"Yes, Mom. Sharron's." The Kaspars glanced at Klein and limped out of the billiard room, not forgetting to close the door behind him.

Seeing Miss Guards staring at him silently, Klein felt like he was being watched by a ghost. He quickly arranged his words and said, "i found the address of the Baronet Pound and visited it in the middle of the night …"

After telling him everything Rafter Pound had said to him, Klein began to deduce the process from the story.

"i think he lied in many areas, and there was no way the viscount family was so easily manipulated.

"If a child can see something abnormal, how can the royal family and the church not feel anything?

"After the Rafter Pound slumped, he had plenty of opportunities to interact with outsiders and other members of the nobility. As long as he showed a bit of courage, he would be able to easily solve the problem.

"Therefore, I think he must be hiding something, something that has most likely been related to the underground structure.

"Yes." Yeah." Miss Guard Sharron did not confirm Klein's guess, but she did not reject it either.

At that moment, Klein hesitated and asked, "i don't know much about demolition, either, so I prepared to draw the layout and hired a demolition expert to give me a position to lay down the explosives and the appropriate weights. If-if I ask for your help again, how much do I have to pay?"

If it's too expensive, I'd better find a regular demolition expert. After all, I only got 50 pounds from this, while Miss Bodyguard charged 1,000 pounds for three days.

"Free." Sharron's answer was still in his usual style.

Free any? Klein surprised.

From what he knew, the most expensive free stuff!

Sharron sat quietly for a few seconds before giving a brief explanation.

"After breaking down the entrance, I will be the only one who can enter and exit.

"This is what I want to do."

In other words, after you are confident enough, you plan to get rid of the evil spirit and harvest the items inside? Actually, destroying the entrance is to help you eliminate the annoyance or greed of others. After all, the Beyonders of the other Sequences could not pass through the boulders and earth like spirits .. Yes, aside from the Apprenticeship path, but they did not know about the underground structure of it … Klein nodded in enlightenment.

"Agreed!"

After saying that, he hurriedly added, "Hmm... Can you borrow some more subordinates from Maric, the subordinate who was in a close-lipped voice? They'll be aides to show Millet Carter."

"Good." Sharron did not refuse.

Klein purposely did not mention making payment for it with a smile.

"Then, let's schedule it tomorrow at ten in the morning.

"We have to explore the surrounding area first. We can't let an explosion cause real damage."

Sharron slightly nodded as his figure faded into nothingness.

…

Early Saturday morning, Xio Derecha once again boarded a public train to the East Borough to ascertain any results his commission might obtain.

While waiting for the transfer, he suddenly had the urge to buy a newspaper to read.

He took out a penny and bought a copy of the Backlund Bulletin from the newsboy next to him. He quickly read it.

Suddenly, his eyes froze due to the news article on the third page.

At 07:10 last night, there was a serious explosion in an apartment building on Jalan Dharavi 1 in the East Borough. Suspected of a gas leak. The explosion occurred in Unit #03-06. The tenant died on the spot, to the extent that it did not leave the corpse intact. At the time this news was published, this explosion resulted in three deaths and sixteen injuries.”.

1 Jalan Dharavi... Apartment #03-06. Isn't this.... Isn't this the place Williams rented? She dead? He died from a gas leak? No no! Absolutely impossible! He would never be so wasteful and use gas, even if there was an installation there! Did he end up like this because he just received my commission? But Lanevus is a fugitive. If he finds out that someone is looking for him, all he has to do is move. There is no need to kill people to keep it a secret. Doing so would expose the problem…

This way is done too strange and radical, as is done by a madman…

He's obviously just a con…

Poor williams…

I will definitely avenge you!

I will definitely find out the truth!

Xio looked sadly and grimly at the public carriage parked in front of him and did not choose to ride it.

He knew that it would be very dangerous to go to East Borough now.

He intends to return soon and inform Fors for him to move into a reserve rental house. Then, he would head to the East Borough in disguise and ask someone he knew to get a preliminary understanding of the reason and find traces of the killer.

Huh, it is true that there is no commission Miss Audrey who is without danger.I think as long as I don't stop someone who is already a fugitive fraudster and don't stop her from running away, I think as long as I don't stop someone who is already a fugitive fraud, he won't retaliate ruthlessly like that. way. I'm the one who caused Williams' death.Well, it doesn't rule out the possibility that he's also gathering information about other things, thus bringing disaster… Xio closed his eyes and crossed the road to the waiting room on the other side.

…

At 10:14, after confirming the surface condition of the Fourth Epoch structure, Klein and Miss Bodyguard, Sharron, arrived outside the building at 8 Williams Street.

Sharron had already disappeared, and Millet Carter saw Detective Sherlock Moriarty in his grayish-blue worker uniform and hat and three of his reticent assistants.

"It's very convenient to explore like this" Klein explained.

Millet Carter's eyes swept over the three assistants who were clearly good at fighting and nodded in satisfaction.

"Your preparation is faster than I thought. Are any of them experts at repelling snakes?"

"Yes, they're very good at repelling snakes." Klein did not hesitate to give an affirmative answer.

How can a zombie be afraid of being bitten by a snake?