Sister, you really are too concerned about things. No, you think about it too meticulously! Klein was immediately filled with excitement upon hearing this and immediately said with a smile:
"Melissa, your concerns are very reasonable. I'm actually still a little hungry. Well, I'll go upstairs to change my clothes and take a bath."
Although he was already swallowing saliva quietly, confirming the whereabouts of the "instigator" Tris was even more important!
No one knew if this guy would become even more crazily vengeful against society next!
"Um." Melissa didn't look up and continued studying.
Creak, creak, creak, Klein ran quickly to the second floor and entered the bedroom.
He locked the door of the room, took off his coat, removed the gun bag from under his armpit, and took out a plain silver knife from the drawer.
After sealing the room with the spiritual wall, he took a deep breath, calmed his mood, and walked counterclockwise four steps.
With incantations like "Fosheng Wumian Tianzun" and others, Klein, who had become increasingly accustomed to the crazy ravings tearing at his spirit, once again appeared in the majestic palace above the gray fog.
After using several rituals today, he slightly felt tired and pinched the top of his temple, causing a yellowish-brown parchment to appear on the bronze long table.
Klein thought carefully and deliberated before writing down the divination sentence:
"Tris's whereabouts."
He wasn't sure if the name was correct, but there were the specific physical features and detailed information of the other party as a guide.
Holding that parchment, Klein leaned back against the chair back, first recalled things related to Tris in his mind, and then recited the divination sentence seven times.
He emptied his mind, closed his eyes, and quickly entered the dream state with the assistance of meditation.
In a misty and illusory scene, he saw the steam train's head emitting thick smoke and sparks, saw the parallel leather seats, and saw a clean and tidy compartment.
With a round face, narrow eyes, and a gentle and sweet temperament, Tris was sitting by the window, and there was a hat with fine mesh black lace on the edge on the table in front of her.
Klein carefully distinguished and tried to confirm the train number, but couldn't see it.
Not long after, he couldn't bear it and withdrew from the dream, his eyes reflecting the ancient and mottled bronze long table and the illusory deep red stars.
"Only Tris's whereabouts can be determined. There are no more clues... Ah, it seems that this mysterious space mainly helps me eliminate distractions and doesn't significantly improve my divination level... " Klein tapped the edge of the table with his fingers, thinking about the next action.
Through this divination, he was completely certain that the target was the former "instigator" Tris. However, since the other party had already fled from Tingen, he didn't think the result just now could better help Dunn.
"The captain has said that a telegram should be sent to Berkland, Enmat Port, and the main stations along the railway, and to issue a national arrest warrant for Tris... I won't report this divination result, to avoid suspicion..." Klein quickly made a decision, because whether or not he reminded him, Dunn was arranging the subsequent steps in the most correct way.
And in the case where the divination in the dream couldn't clearly see the train number, using methods like spirit pendulums wouldn't yield effective results either, even if using the method of sequential elimination.
Similar situations also included the Red Chimney incident.
At this moment, he felt a profound sense of emptiness. Not lingering too long above the mist, he enveloped himself with spirituality and simulated the experience of falling.
When he "returned" to the room, his mind was filled with oily lamb chops.
"Must sprinkle some cumin... Thank the goddess!" Klein swallowed a mouthful of saliva, like a gust of wind, broke through the spiritual barrier and opened the door. ......
At 8:40 the next day, he carried his walking stick and entered the Black Thorn Security Company.
"Good morning, Klein. Here's some good news!" Rosan, behind the reception desk, excitedly waved her hand.
Klein's eyes lit up and he said:
"Have you caught Tris?"
"Tris? Who is she?" Rosan, wearing a light green dress, looked completely bewildered. "... "You don't have to know her. What's the good news?" Klein changed the subject.
Rosan replied with a bright smile:
"The captain's application has been approved. The police department will transfer two police officers who have been involved in extraordinary events to become civil servants! I finally won't have to stay up late so often. Bravo, Goddess!"
"That's really a good news..." Klein agreed sincerely.
After chatting with Rosan for a while, he went through the partition and headed towards the underground, intending to continue with the mysticism course.
Passing by the captain's office and the night watchman's entertainment room, he peeked through the window and noticed that Dunn, Leonard, and others were there. This indicated that the search and investigation last night didn't yield good results. Next, it could only be handed over to the police department, who would handle the tedious follow-up procedures.
Originally, Klein wanted to talk to the captain for a while to get the latest information, but seeing him busy writing documents and sending telegrams, he had to quietly retreat without disturbing him, planning to ask again at noon.
He walked down the layers of stairs into the underground, saw two rows of elegant gas lamps surrounded by metal grilles, saw the light penetrating through the glass and the silent, cold, and unchanging corridor.
Breathing in the fresh and chilly breeze, Klein took a few steps, then suddenly stopped.
He suddenly turned his gaze towards the gas lamps, and his eyebrows gradually furrowed.
He realized he had made a common-sense mistake!
Because it's a mistake that can only be made with common sense!
Last night during the divination above the gray fog, Klein saw Tris riding a steam train away, so he subconsciously judged that this was something that was happening.
However, however, no one in this world had invented electric lights or similar devices. There would hardly be passenger steam trains running after dark, and this was something that Klein, who was accustomed to seeing green train running at night, instinctively ignored!
That means it wasn't last night's event!
It was a future scene he had foreseen!
It was something that would happen during the day or tomorrow!
Klein's heart tightened, and he paced back and forth a few steps, then ran back upstairs.
He knocked on the door of the entertainment room and saw Leonard standing by the window reciting poetry, looking very helpless.
Ignoring Cohenli, Lo Yau, and Xigao Teong who were playing cards, Klein looked at Leonard and said:
"I have a question for you."
"Are you trying to learn the skills of how to please ladies and girls?" Leonard put down "The Russell Anthology of Poetry" and said with a teasing tone.
He left the entertainment room and followed Klein to the middle of the stairs leading to the underground, fixed his eyes on the other person, and smiled softly before speaking:
"It seems that you did a very effective divination last night."
Klein didn't explain and directly said:
"I divined that Tris was riding a steam train away."
After communicating yesterday at the West District Poorhouse, he no longer minded showing a little "special" behavior in front of Leonard.
"The earliest train was at seven o'clock..." Leonard took out the pocket watch he had in his shirt pocket, snapped it open and looked at it, "We can't delay! I'll tell the captain that I received a reliable intelligence."
He hurriedly went upstairs and directly left Blackthorn Security Company. After waiting a few minutes downstairs, he returned and entered Dunn. Smith's office.
Klein let out a sigh and watched the night watchmen who were playing cards being summoned. Then, the captain hurriedly left the room and sent off an urgent telegram.
Reflecting on what had just happened, his feelings were rather complicated. Unlike the death of the tailcoat clown which had given him a wake-up call, this similar kind of mistake occurred to him himself, which made him seem to understand a lot more and the lesson was even more profound.
Turning towards the armory, entering the guard room, he familiarly took off his hat and coat, and hung them on the coat rack.
Old Neil had just finished grinding coffee and happily took a sip, saying:
"Would you like a cup?"
"Sure." Klein sat down, feeling as comfortable as if he were at home.
Old Neil glanced at him and muttered:
"Still three sugars and a spoonful of milk? You're really a person who loves sweet things. It's not good for your teeth and your body."
"No, no, no. I just like a little sweetness when drinking coffee, while for frying steak and roasting meat, I prefer rose salt, black pepper grains and cumin, etc. as seasonings." Klein had always considered himself a person who loves all flavors.
Old Neil quickly prepared the coffee and pushed it over, saying:
"Should we take a break or start right away?"
"Let me calm down for a few minutes. The captain and others have intelligence about Tris's whereabouts and are heading to the steam train station. I wonder what the outcome will be..." Klein sighed.
Old Neil gave a sniff and said:
"Is the intelligence detailed? Do you know which train it is?"
"No, not sure." Klein pursed his lips and said.
Old Neil immediately laughed: "In such a situation, the probability of failure is much higher than the possibility of success. Tris should be of level 7. This level of extraordinary person is not so easy to be caught. Hehe, don't think of relying on divination. Divination is not omnipotent. You will only get symbols, and if you don't pay attention carefully, you might interpret wrongly or overlook something."
Klein recalled this mistake again and listened with deep feeling, nodding inwardly.
"Yes, divination is not omnipotent."
After saying this, he sighed deeply, and his body, mind and soul suddenly entered a strange state. So he leaned back, trying to exhale, but suddenly, a phantom cracking sound suddenly rang in his ears.
He was astonished to find that something inside his body seemed to be dissolving, integrating with his own spirit.
This was an indescribable unique feeling. Klein half-closed his eyes and quietly experienced it.
Without anyone's reminder, he knew this was the manifestation of the divinationist's magic potion being completely digested.
......
The Tasso River flows through the town of Tingen before passing through the first town, which is called Vigna. This is also the first steam train station on the route from Tingen to Bekland.
On the platform, Thelis changed into a white dress and wore a round-brimmed lady's hat. The fine black veil hung from the brim and covered most of her face, making her appearance indistinct and hard to recognize.
She had already sent a telegram to her companions in Tingen, warning them to be careful recently, while using the stolen property from the burglary to purchase a ticket for the steam train to Bekland.
The reason for not getting on the train at Tingen station but drifting to the town of Vigna downstream was that Thelis still had the instincts of an assassin and rich experience.
Whew!
From the sharp and long whistle, the tall and monstrous steel train belched out smoke with some sparks, stopping beside the platform.
Thelis did not carry any luggage and directly boarded the first-class carriage. At the same time, she decided to get off after three stations and take another way to Bekland. ......
Deep beneath the Sanctuary of Saint Celeste, Klein closed his eyes and leaned back against the chair back.
He felt the complete digestion of the potion, and vaguely saw one after another illusory stars. Those stars had an inexplicable connection with him, as if they wanted to gather together and merge into one.
After a wave of indescribable hunger and longing subsided, Klein returned to normal, without any additional insights.
But his spirit had become much more relaxed and pure... He opened his eyes and silently added.
At this moment, he knew that he was already a true and complete "diviner".