Mystery: The Lamp God’s Path To Freedom

Deacon Ikanser is writing a report at the basement of St. Hirland's Church.

"Arnt Kasdey joined the Blood Worship Cult in early September this year. The potion formula and some of the ingredients came from members of the Beria family who led him to join."

"The leader has always been wearing a mask, leaving no clues for tracing. We can only confirm that his gender is male and of medium build."

"The results of the ritual psychic show that the recent five murders were all committed by this person..."

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Near noon, Detective Essinger's servant knocked on the door of No. 15 Minsk Street and politely informed Klein that the police department had informed him that the serial murder case had been solved, and there might be some consolation bonuses afterward, but it should be quite little.

After seeing off the visitor, Klein was considering whether to visit Detective Stuart, but he thought that there was no suitable reason, so he decided to inquire about the details in two days.

Sitting in the living room, feeling the contribution of last night's performance to the progress of potion digestion, he planned to go to Harvest Church and ask Emlyn if there were any potion ingredients he needed in the blood race.

"Magic lamp, magic lamp, you have experienced a long history, is there any good way to make money quickly?"

Klein casually opened the chat with a sigh.

"Take the master key, how about we go to the Holy Wind Cathedral?"

"That cardinal is often away from home, so he can run away with a hug, and we will definitely get rich overnight."

"Is there a slightly legal way?"

Klein continued to ask helplessly.

"Where's the thousand paper cranes you brought from the surgeon's house?"

"You just put it on it: Pay the money! Or tell that doctor that the baby in his wife's womb is not his."

"Then the gold pound will fall from the sky."

"Dr. Allen's wife...you mean, Will Auceptin is in his wife's stomach?"

Klein was taken aback, and hurriedly asked:

"Then will He bring disaster to the Allen family?"

Klein thought of the Sequence 0 dispute on the path of destiny.

"On the contrary, who can resist the temptation to have an angel and later god call him daddy?"

Lanwusi didn't want to be the father of the real creator.

Klein thought silently.

"You can also convert to Mother Earth."

"Then plant all your George IIIs in the ground, and recite the mantra devoutly, thank you, the source of life, praise you, the mother of all things, and in the fall, you will be able to receive a lot of George IIIs. "

After dinner, Harvest Church.

Klein found Emlyn who was wearing a brown priest's robe, and easily persuaded Emlyn to help him collect potion ingredients.

Swearing by the Extraordinary characteristics of the Seer, Klein felt that he really did not have any tricks.

In the end, Emlyn asked Klein to help him find a way to relieve the psychological suggestion with a face ashamed.

"If I can find it, how much do you plan to pay?"

Although Klein felt that he had no such channels, this did not prevent him from asking about the price.

Maybe a magic lamp would do.

"Five hundred pounds?"

Emlyn asked tentatively.

"Okay!" Klein nodded immediately.

Coming out of the Harvest Church, Klein looked up at the red moon that had not yet risen to mid-air. Feeling that it was not too late, he walked towards the Jowood area.

What if you find money along the way?

Then, he actually picked up the money.

At that time, he had already reached the junction of the south area of ​​the bridge and the Jowood area, when a short and thin figure ran towards him quickly, and behind him, there was an equally thin man wearing a hood and cloak who was chasing wildly.

"You damn bastard! I'm going to... I'm going to kill you! I'm going to chop you up and feed it to the dogs!"

The man in the hood was chasing and cursing angrily. Seeing that he was about to catch the target, the short man looked anxious, obviously feeling that he was exhausted.

Seeing a decent person walking towards them who was looking at them curiously, the short man's heart skipped a beat, and when he turned around, he suddenly stopped, and with a conspicuous movement, he held a handful of banknotes in both hands and a whole crystal clear, The item with black brilliance inside was stuffed into the man's arms, and he saw him subconsciously catch it with both hands, and then changed direction and continued to escape.

The hooded man hesitated for a second, gave up chasing the thief, and stopped in front of Klein.

He was not at all polite and polite and shouted at Klein in a vicious voice:

"Why are you in a daze, hurry up and bring it over! Damn it!"

In Klein's vision, the item in his hand shone with spiritual light, full of degenerate meaning.

The person in front of him could not be a member of the Aurora Society, what a coincidence.

Klein carefully looked at the man in front of him again, and found that his body was not in good health. The blue on his head representing rational thinking was mixed with various messy and dirty colors, like an expired moldy fruit.

He shouldn't be an Extraordinary, and he doesn't seem to be very smart. Is he a peripheral member?

Klein was a little reluctant to hand him the banknotes, and then asked casually while holding the jewel-like item:

"Do you know what this thing is?"

"Damn it! That's the omnipresent divinity of the Lord, are you going to take it away!"

The man in the hood pounced forward and reached out to snatch the item.

Klein dodged and dodged deftly.

This person is so out of his mind, should I give it to him directly, as if nothing happened, or should I drag him to the church and report that this person is holding a dangerous object and preparing to endanger public safety?

Before Klein could make a decision, two patrolmen appeared in sight leading a dog.

The hooded man screamed and rushed over again.

"What are you doing?"

A police officer yelled.

Saying that, the two of them and the dog walked towards this side quickly.

The hooded man seemed to have regained some of his brain temporarily, and shouted loudly:

"He's a thief! He stole from me!"

I...how can you slander people out of thin air like this!

"Officer, I didn't, he was slandering, I can explain it."

Klein defended himself helplessly.

"Stop talking nonsense, come back to the police station with us, you both have to go."

The police officers didn't care about the reasons for their argument, and planned to enforce the law roughly and take them away.

Suddenly, the dog barked "Wow, woof, woof" at Klein.

No, are you practicing guns at the Kragg Club this afternoon, and you smell like gunpowder?

The two police officers immediately became alert and stared at Klein scrutinizingly.

Klein laughed dryly and said:

"I ate a lot of Feysac red sausage at night."

Jorwood District, Rice Police Precinct.

After learning of Klein's identity as a detective, he was accused of "theft and illegal possession of a firearm." Although the expected firearm was not found on him, he still did not get rid of the charge of theft.

On a bench with a backrest, Klein huddled with a group of drunken thieves, waiting for the police to notify Lawyer Jurgen.