Christina, oblivious to the Seer teller's bewildered expression, glanced at Angelica at the reception desk and said in a low voice:
I meant Lanarvus's child.
She pointed to the young woman next to her wearing a lotus leaf hat and said:
"This is my niece, Megose. Her mother is my eldest sister. I regret and apologize that I thought Lanarvus was an outstanding and exceptional young man, so I introduced Megose to him when he was unmarried, and watched them become lovers."
" Megose's parents were also very satisfied with Lanarvus and planned to invest all their savings in the steel company after their engagement. Fortunately, Lanarvus ran away before this happened, which saved their family from a fatal loss. Unfortunately, my sister and brother-in-law had to explain the reason for the cancellation of the engagement to relatives and friends and had to worry about the child in Megose's belly."
"We all believe in the God of Steam and Machinery, not the Lord of Storms, and we don't believe that lovers must remain chaste before marriage. We don't blame Megose; we even sympathize with her. But the child's survival is indeed a dilemma, especially with a father like that."
This is a case of swindling money and seducing women... Klein glanced at Megose, who was standing quietly to the side, and found that this girl was quite a beautiful woman.
She had a smooth forehead, long golden hair, and large eyes that resembled Christina's. At this moment, she looked melancholic and serene, her lips tightly pursed.
What an infuriating conman, and he even managed to get away... Klein cursed Lanarvus, then thought for a moment and said:
"If it's a child who has already been born, I do have a way to use him to divine the approximate whereabouts of Lanluus, but unfortunately, that would require waiting for several months. Well, perhaps this is a manifestation of the previous divination results: patience, waiting, perseverance, no more greed, and then a turning point will arrive, and we will see the light of day."
"Several months..." Christina murmured, shaking her head. "No, so much time has passed. Even if we find Lanarvus, we won't get the money back..."
She turned her head to look at the blonde, blue-eyed Megose, her voice involuntarily becoming deeper as she said:
Do you have any of Lanarvus's personal belongings?
"No," Megose replied softly and gently, "Does the ring he gave me count?"
"It must be an item that has been carried for an extended period of time," Klein shook his head in denial.
Christina paused for a few seconds, then looked at Megose and said:
"You have to make a decision. I think keeping this child will make your life difficult and full of thorns. Are you going to tell him that his father is a conman who has cheated many people, including his mother?"
"It's time to go to the clinic and the hospital; this will also help us find Lanarvus and get back what we've lost."
"Hey, isn't this kind of Divination a bit too extreme?" Klein didn't want to interfere in other people's family affairs, so he could only wait patiently on the sidelines, occasionally muttering a complaint to himself.
Megose lowered her head, her gaze downcast, and remained silent for a long time.
After a while, she touched her lower abdomen and smiled gently, saying:
"He's different from his father; he's a very considerate and lovable child."
"He would gently kick me every day to tell me how he felt, and he would hum songs and whistle to help me fall asleep..."
As Klein listened, he suddenly felt that something was amiss.
The first half of Megose's words was a common reaction, but the second half was almost rambling, talking about unrealistic things.
Was she too traumatized and had a mental breakdown? Klein raised his right hand and reached towards his brow, pretending to massage it to relieve his fatigue.
Just then, Megose suddenly turned around, strode towards the door, and left only one sentence:
"Perhaps his father will secretly return because of his birth and will preserve some of his wealth for him..."
Klein was taken aback by the other party's reaction. He paused for a moment, forgetting to activate his Spirit Vision, and watched helplessly as Megose left the club, clattering down the stairs.
Christina took a breath and, after a few seconds, said:
"I'm sorry to bother you, Mr. Moretti. We will do our best to find Lanarvus's belongings."
Klein nodded almost imperceptibly, watched her go downstairs, and shook his head with a sigh.
The next morning, as soon as Klein entered Blackthorn Security Company and greeted Rozanne, he asked:
Where's today's newspaper?
The sweet brown-haired girl Luo Shan looked at him and said doubtfully:
" Klein, you're really strange."
"Why?" Klein asked with a smile, as if he had expected it.
Rozanne rolled her eyes and said:
"You used to only read the newspaper during your lunch break because you had a occult class in the morning. Hmm, Old Neil is already waiting for you in the armory!"
"I knew in advance that there would be a reward for a case, so I wanted to flip through the newspapers and remember what the Criminal looked like, maybe I'll run into him someday?" Klein explained with a smile.
"Really?" Rozanne picked up several newspapers from today's issue with curiosity and began flipping through them rapidly. "Wanted poster... Lanarvus, right?"
Klein immediately replied:
"Yes."
"... That despicable swindler! He actually cheated me out of more than 10,000 pounds!" Rozanne stared at the screen for more than ten seconds, then suddenly exclaimed indignantly.
Klein shared the same feelings as her and echoed the condemnation:
"This is absolutely outrageous! I'm even considering volunteering to take on this case!"
Rozanne looked for another ten seconds or so, then shook her head regretfully and said:
"This case doesn't seem to involve any supernatural factors, and even if it did, it would be handed over to the Lord of Storms's Mandated Punishers."
Klein didn't quite understand what Rozanne meant, but after taking the newspaper and flipping through it, he sighed regretfully:
"Yes, so many people have been scammed, including believers from the three major churches, and the Lanarvus Steel Company is located in the South Borough."
Cases involving supernatural factors, if they only involve the followers of a certain deity, will be assigned to the corresponding team. However, if the followers of the Evernight Goddess, the Lord of Storms, and the God of Steam and Machinery are all involved, they will be assigned according to their jurisdiction: the Golden Indus Borough, the North Borough and the West Borough will be assigned to the Nighthawks Team, the East Borough District, the South Borough and the Dock Borough will Mandated Punishers Team, and the University Borough and the Suburbs will be assigned to the Machinery Hivemind.
As he flipped through the pages, Klein also memorized Lanarvus's appearance:
He had a full forehead, black hair, brown eyes, wore glasses with almost round lenses, and his lips were slightly upturned, as if he were mocking everyone.
Aside from his glasses, Lanarvus had no other notable features; he was quite ordinary.
After exchanging a few more pleasantries with Rozanne, Klein passed through the partition and prepared to enter the underground.
At that moment, he saw the pale-skinned, cold-tempered " Corpse Collector " Frye and the white-haired, black-eyed " Author " Miss Siga Tron walk out of the entertainment room at the same time and turn towards him.
After a brief greeting, Klein watched his two teammates leave and noticed Dunn Smith, wearing a black trench coat, standing by the Door Opening.
"A case?" Klein asked curiously.
At this time, the two Nighthawks would not go out together without a reason.
Dunn glanced at them with his grey eyes, nodded, and smiled:
"There are suspected ghost stories in the West Borough. I've sent Siga and Frye to check it out. But you don't need to worry about these things. I don't plan to let you participate in any more missions until you've mastered basic combat skills. I have to be responsible for my team."
"Captain, you're such a good person. Aside from your high hairline and poor memory, you have no flaws..." Klein silently praised, then asked in confirmation:
"So, all I have to do is take occult courses and do combat training, without making any contributions, and I can get paid?"
"This is only temporary," Dunn gave a definite answer.
All I have to do is "attend classes" and "work out" to get a full and generous salary. It sounds pretty good... Klein thought to himself happily.
He silently prayed, hoping there wouldn't be any more coincidences.
The peaceful and uneventful life continued until Friday, when Klein arrived at Besik Street by car after finishing his combat training.
Outside Henry Private Detective Agency, he glanced around, and after confirming that no one was watching him, he put on a gauze mask, turned up the collar of his trench coat, and strode into the stairwell.
Knocked on the door and once again saw Detective Klein Henry, a middle-aged tough guy.
"Good afternoon, sir. One of your cases has yielded results," said Detective Henry, his deep blue eyes speaking in a husky voice.
Klein deliberately spoke in a hoarse voice:
"Is it information about the gentleman who frequents the Evil Dragon Bar?"
The gentleman who purchased the Spectator's Potion supplement materials...
"Yes," Henry said, gesturing with his pipe.
Then, he said nothing, only smiled at Klein.
Klein understood what the other person meant, and reluctantly took out four one-pound notes and handed them over:
This is the second payment.
He paused, then added:
"Give me a receipt."
His personal savings were less than a pound left...
"No problem." Henry coughed twice, checking the security features on the banknotes while instructing his employee to bring paper and a pen.
He then invited Klein to sit down on the sofa, quickly wrote out a receipt, and stamped it.
After doing all this, Henry took a drag of his cigarette and said:
"Based on your description, my assistant and I waited at the Evil Dragon Bar for three days before finally meeting that gentleman."
"He is indeed a very vigilant gentleman, and also very observant; fortunately, I am an expert in this area..."
"His name is Duster Guderian, Doctor at Greenhill Asylum."