After eight o'clock, in the dining room of Moretti's house.
Looking at the plate with only a thin soup layer left, Benson raised his hand to cover his mouth and contentedly belched.
"Although it's the third time I've eaten it, I still think it's delicious. The sweetness and sourness of the tomatoes, the elastic meat of the beef tail, and the very special flavor blend perfectly together. Klein, I'm really sorry that the Blackthorn Security Company has caused the town of Tingen to lose an outstanding chef."
Melissa leaned back against the chair back and silently nodded in agreement.
"This is just because you haven't seen true culinary skills," Klein said with a modest smile. "If there's an opportunity in the future, we'll go to the Bonaparte Restaurant in the Holes Street to taste the authentic Indis meal, and to the Coastal Restaurant in the Golden Willow District to taste the southern delicacies."
These are restaurants that often appear in the newspapers. The average cost per person there is 1.5 pounds.
"I prefer what you made," Melissa replied without hesitation.
Benson chuckled and then said:
"But I always feel that there's something lacking in your tomato beef soup. Perhaps, perhaps it shouldn't be paired with bread?"
Klein nodded in agreement:
"The best partner for it should be rice."
"Rice..." Melissa whispered and her expression seemed to have a touch of longing.
In the northern part of Tingen, which is not a big city, it's difficult to taste rice except at a few specific restaurants.
For Benson and Melissa, this kind of food is almost only described in the newspapers and occasionally introduced in textbooks.
Seeing his sister's expression, Klein laughed heartily and said:
"When we save half a year's money again, we'll find an opportunity to go on a vacation to the Dizzy Bay and taste the local cuisine."
Dizzy Bay is located in the southernmost part of the Kingdom of Ruan, with one-third belonging to the Kingdom of Fenepot. It has abundant sunshine and beautiful scenery, and seafood rice is very famous.
Before Melissa could express her frugal opinion, Klein took the initiative to say:
"After three more months, my salary will increase significantly, and I can fully meet the needs of traveling and saving money at the same time."
"Why?" Benson and Melissa were indeed distracted.
Klein cleared his throat twice and smiled to explain:
"Based on my good professional skills, the police department that often cooperates with our company also intends to hire me as a part-time consultant in history. They will pay me an additional salary of at least 2 pounds per week. In the future, if you see me in a police uniform and produce the corresponding documents, don't be surprised."
"Of course, as you all know, the efficiency of government departments is like the steps of a ninety-year-old woman. They still need a long process and an assessment of me, so during these two months of my rest days, I will often go to Hoy University to find my mentor and knowledgable professors to learn more knowledge."
In the astonished eyes of his brother and sister, he paused and spoke with a slightly odd expression:
"Just like what Emperor Rosel said, 'Learn as long as you live.'"
Benson was silent for a few seconds, half sigh with emotion and half self-mockingly said:
"Am I still in time to apply for university now?"
"Knowledge indeed equals wealth."
And equals power... Klein silently added.
"Benson, you need Klein's grammar books and his classical literature textbooks." Melissa suddenly helped Klein say what he wanted to say.
Benson's expression seemed to change. He gritted his teeth and said:
"Klein, give me those books tonight."
"Even if they are helpful for sleep, I will still insist on reading one, no, one and a half hours every day."
"I swear by the goddess! If I can't do it, I'll be the bushy-tailed baboon!"
Klein immediately smiled broadly:
"No problem." ......
The next morning, Klein hung his coat and hat on the coat rack in the lounge, followed the words relayed by Rosanne, and walked underground, proceeding all the way to the duty room outside the Charnis Gate.
Captain Dunn,队员 Renfrew, Sicah, Lo Yao, Leonard and Cohenli were all present.
The gray eyes swept over the new night duty officer at the door. Dunn smiled and said:
"We have a regular meeting every Thursday to summarize the previous mission situation and discuss various difficult issues we face."
I have also undergone countless meetings' tests... Klein muttered to himself. He found a seat and joked:
"Do we need to introduce ourselves first?"
Dunn chuckled and turned to Cohenli:
"Tell me briefly about the follow-up investigation of Siris. Aripis."
Cohenli had also been a civilian before becoming a night duty officer. He was not tall, had thick brown hair, a rather well-proportioned figure, and very strong muscles, giving him an impression of being smart and capable.
He thought for a moment and said:
"We found Siris' secret hiding place with the help of Old Neil. There were many books and items at the scene. Based on them, we can confirm that Siris is a subordinate member of the secretive organization 'Aurora Society' and a 'Secret Prayerist'."
"There is sufficient evidence that the Antigonus family notes were sold by him and Hanas. Van Sante to Welch. Those who don't remember Welch can ask Klein."
"The valuable items we found include three recipes for sequence magic potions, namely sequence 9 'Diviner', sequence 9 'Apprentice', and sequence 8 'Jester'..."
"The next task is to find the peripheral members of the 'Aurora Society' who believe in the evil god, with a focus on the cultist hiding in the police department."
"Also, those who had contact with Hanas need to be re-examined."
Dunn nodded gently and looked at Klein:
"You heard that. We have obtained the potion recipe for 'Jester', but we cannot confirm its authenticity yet. We await the feedback from the Sanctuary."
"The tasks related to the 'Aurora Society' that you have made the main and crucial contribution to, along with the incident of shooting the Monastic Society members, you can even obtain sufficient promotion merits in a short time. But I must remind you that not everyone is Daly. You need to control your desires, endure for three years, and not be influenced by the potion recipe of 'Jester' to avoid losing control."
Captain, you don't understand the magic of 'Playing the Role'... I confirmed the correctness of the 'Jester' potion recipe using divination on the surface of the gray fog last night... Klein nodded obediently.
"I will control my emotions."
Then, the white-haired, black-eyed, and calm-tempered "Midnight Poet" Sicah. Terton said:
"Still, we haven't found any clues about 'Instigator' Tris. I suspect he has fled Tingen." ...
After all the discussions were completed, Klein left the duty room and went to find Old Neil to continue the course on mysticism. In the afternoon, he went to the gym teacher, Gavin, to undergo basic training in strength, endurance and overall coordination. ......
It was still sunny at five o'clock.
Klein took off his practice suit, quickly washed up, changed into his regular clothes, and took a public carriage to Besik Street.
He didn't forget the red chimney he saw in the "Dream Divination" session, nor did he forget the "Audience" potion auxiliary materials he bought at the underground trading market, the man suspected to be a member of the "Psychic Alchemy Society", but none of this was convenient to investigate with the help of the night watchman.
"27, Henry Private Detective Agency... Yes, this is it." Klein found a private detective agency that was said to be very trustworthy based on the description in the newspaper.
He put on a mask, lowered his hat, and raised his collar, climbing up the stairs and arriving at the agency on the second floor.
Dong dong dong! He knocked on the half-open door.
"Come in." A voice that seemed to contain old phlegm came out.
Klein carried his walking stick and walked in, seeing that the detective agency adopted a semi-open layout, with a total of four employees, each sitting in a partitioned position.
"Hello, I'm Detective Henry. May I help you with something?" A man in a white shirt and black armor came forward.
He held a pipe in his hand, his face had hard lines, his eyebrows were like sharp swords, and his deep blue eyes were professionally sizing up the employer opposite him.
Klein covered half of his face with the high collar of his windbreaker and said:
"I have two matters to entrust. I wonder how you charge?"
"Depends on the difficulty of the matter." Detective Henry withdrew his gaze and pointed to the guest area with a sofa combination, "Let's go there to communicate."
Klein followed him to the semi-segregated area and sat on a single sofa, without taking off his coat, without taking off his hat, or removing his mask.
He deliberately spoke in a deep and low voice:
"The first matter, I need you to help me investigate which houses in Tingen have chimneys like this, and identify who the landlord is and who the current occupants are."
While speaking, he took out a folded piece of paper, which, when unfolded, showed the red chimneys marked with colors and the surrounding scenes.
This was the picture that Klein completed again using the special and self-prayer method above the gray fog.
"This drawing is really good... " Detective Henry subconsciously praised, frowning slightly, "This commission is not complicated, but very cumbersome, requiring a long period and a large number of helpers."
"I understand." Klein nodded gently.
Detective Henry pondered for a moment and said:
"7 pounds, the price for this commission is 7 pounds. Additionally, you need to give me at least two weeks of time."
"Um, the second matter, help me find this gentleman, figure out his identity. The only information I know is that he occasionally appears at the Dragon Bar in the Dock District, and don't let him notice. He is a very sensitive person with a terrifying observation ability." Klein took out a second portrait.
He tried to contact the members of the "Psychic Alchemy Society" to see if he could obtain valuable intelligence and materials, such as a formula that could be exchanged with "Justice".
"3 pounds, similar tasks are 3 to 4 pounds, and your excellent drawing skills can effectively help me and my assistant save time." Detective Henry answered skillfully.
"Total 10 pounds?" Klein felt his teeth ache at this price.
Detective Henry took a puff of his pipe and said:
"Yes, you need to pay 2 pounds upfront. 3 to 5 pounds will be paid when the matter progresses, and the rest will be given to me when it's all completed."
"I'll come to confirm the progress next week." Klein didn't bargain much, to avoid being remembered by the observant detective.
After signing the standard contract, he took out two 1-pound banknotes and handed them to the other party, leaving his private money at 1 pound 17 shillings.
Watching the man with the bandaged mask, wearing a black windbreaker, raising his collar high, walk away quickly, Detective Henry took up his pipe and had many doubts in his eyes:
"What does he want with houses with that kind of chimney?" "... "Should have been a painter, or at least someone who has studied sketching as a profession..." ......
In the afternoon, Graf Grellinger was at the luxurious villa in Beckland.
Audrey, accompanied by a maid, followed the etiquette and handed her hand to the host, watching as he gently kissed it.
"Your beauty has brought radiance to my salon," Graf Grellinger began by praising her normally, and then lowered his voice, "That lady has arrived. She is both extraordinary and a writer."