Lanruus? That fraudster who cheated with money and women? He actually had some connection with Hude Eugen of the "Psychic Alchemy Society"... Klein was stunned for a moment, then recalled the meaning represented by the name Lanruus.
This was the fraudster who stole over 10,000 pounds of wealth!
This was the reward of 10 pounds for providing a clue, and 100 pounds for successfully catching the criminal!
This was the scoundrel who deceived innocent women's bodies and emotions!
And he actually knew Hude Eugen, and visited him in the insane asylum three times. Does this indicate that he had contact with the circle of the extraordinary individuals, or is he himself an extraordinary individual? Thinking about it, Klein suddenly remembered a potion name:
"Thief" sequence 8, "Fraudster"!
Such extraordinary individuals often enjoy cheating others!
Perhaps it's very likely! Klein nodded thoughtfully, controlling his facial expressions and body language, and casually asked:
"Mr. Lanruus last visited Hude Eugen when?"
"Early July. I have to go back to the insane asylum to look through the corresponding registration forms to know the exact date." Dastur Gudrian pondered for a few seconds and replied.
Early July. At that time, Lanruus's fraud had not yet failed, and he had not fled from Tingen... Klein then asked:
"Did Hude Eugen ever mention this gentleman's affairs?"
"No, you should know, a sequence 7 'psychiatrist' couldn't accidentally reveal certain things. Every word they said was carefully deliberated in their hearts, unless they had another purpose, it was very difficult to learn secrets from them. I was able to obtain the 'mind reader' formula when Hude Eugen went insane, by the way, have you confirmed the authenticity of that formula?" Dastur hid his pride in his own sequence well.
Klein smiled and said:
"It's true. When you need a promotion, just follow the formula to mix the potion. If the 'Psychic Alchemy Society' fails to provide the materials, we can help. Um, how are you doing recently?"
"Pretty good. Except for being very anxious about Hude Eugen's affairs, I've relaxed completely. There are no signs of personality disintegration anymore. In this matter, you really helped me a lot." Dastur sincerely said.
Klein made a humble expression and said:
"This is what I should do."
"Let's go back to the topic we were discussing. Since you said that the 'psychiatrist' would carefully deliberate every word to be spoken and wouldn't easily reveal secrets, then why did Hude Eugen tell you that El is Lanruus? Was he hinting at something, or reminding you of something?"
Dastur froze for a moment and frowned, saying slowly:
"This is indeed very strange. I completely didn't notice... But apart from this, Hude Eugen didn't mention anything else... Could his purpose be that if something happened to him, I could relay the name Lanruus to the top management of the society?"
"The actual situation is also a bit problematic. After I reported Hude Eugen going insane to the authorities, a liaison officer did come. After I detailed every single detail, including the name Lanruus, the top management didn't respond. It's like a stone thrown into the sea. Does this mean they guessed something?"
"It's a reasonable speculation." Klein took out hunting magic bullets, inserting one by one into the rotating wheel, and tried to aim at the target.
"Based on this speculation, Hude Eugen might have already expected to truly go insane or die directly... And this has something to do with Lanruus? But since he had anticipated it, why didn't he seek help from the top management earlier?" Dastur looked unfocusedly ahead, struggling to think, "Unfortunately, he's now insane and can't communicate effectively."
"Perhaps some temptation led him to take the risk," Klein made a guess.
Meanwhile, he was also feeling sorry that Hud Eugene actually became a mental patient, which cut off many clues.
Alas, even a dead person is better than a mad one. I can use the psychic method to make him talk when he's dead. What about a mad person? Ah, Ms. Daly once tried to use the psychic technique to awaken my lost memories, and the theory came from the "Psychic Alchemy Society"... This shows that the "psychic ritual" can be used on living people to create a situation where spirits communicate directly... In this state, I don't know if Hud Eugene is still crazy...
Unfortunately, I'm not professional enough in this field. I guess I can't do it... Well, I'll first summon the messenger and write a letter to Ms. Daly to see what techniques she can provide. If she thinks only she can complete it, then tell the captain to send a telegram to the Beckland parish to request assistance...
I'm not doing this to learn some techniques or try the psychic summoning ritual...
Thoughts flashed through Klein's mind, gradually forming a solution.
Durst agreed quite enthusiastically:
"Greed always makes people ignorant. Even if you clearly know that it's an abyss ahead, you still have to try to approach the boundary and peek a little."
This is called crazily testing on the edge of death... Klein muttered to himself and thought:
"You should try to treat Hud Eugene in the mental hospital as much as possible, try to make him conscious for a while, and give him hints."
"Also, don't hide your worries and anxiety. Contact the people from the 'Psychic Alchemy Society' more often, urge them to solve Hud Eugene's problem. This is the most normal and reasonable reaction."
Durst nodded seriously:
"I'll do my best."
Klein didn't say anything more and asked again after some consideration:
"Has Hud Eugene's body shown any abnormality recently? For example, some parts growing fine scales?"
"Half-mad," "Really mad," and "Out of control" are different degrees of descriptions when extraordinary people have real problems. The mild ones are just a change in worldview, like a different person, but can think rationally and act normally, belonging to "half-mad", while more serious ones will lose logic, be confused and crazy, and have difficulty communicating, called "really mad", and the type that cannot be saved is when the body and mind become monsters and are completely "out of control".
In some cases, if the existing problems are not solved in time, the person may lose control while still being crazy.
Before this, to not expose the informant lurking in the "Psychic Alchemy Society", Dunn ordered the night watchmen not to immediately control Hud Eugene, but to switch to monitoring and investigation methods to prevent accidents. But if the other party showed signs of losing control, it must be dealt with decisively.
Durst shook his head and smiled bitterly:
"There isn't any. You can rest assured on this point. I'm also very afraid that Hud Eugene will lose control. I won't miss any details, after all, I spend six days a week in the mental hospital."
After a few more conversations, the two left the shooting range after about ten minutes.
Klein endured the strong sleepiness and took the public carriage, returning to Narcissus Street.
He opened the door and saw his sister sitting on the sofa in the living room, not reading a book, nor tinkering with parts and machinery, just staring blankly ahead, looking like she had lost her soul.
Knocking on the teeth, activating the psychic vision, Klein asked in confusion:
"Melissa, is something wrong?"
Judging from the aura color, the body is very healthy... Not like before, not malnourished...
Melissa withdrew her gaze, pursed her lips, looked at the kitchen where the voice was coming from, and opened her mouth blankly:
"Bella has been recommending her family's special breakfast recipe, saying it's very delicious. I agreed to let her try it this morning."
"What recipe?" Klein had a bad premonition.
"Put the leftovers from last night in one pot and add water and bread..." Melissa's voice was low and wavering as she repeated.
This... this is the standard dark cuisine... Klein reached out and pinched his forehead:
"So?"
"Can't waste food..." Melissa bit her lip and nodded seriously.
Girl, I feel like you're doubting life... Klein cleared his throat, suppressed his smile, and then asked:
"Benson?"
"He's in the bathroom." Melissa finally got rid of her confusion and her eyes regained their sparkle.
Just then, a flushing sound was heard from the bathroom on the first floor. Benson came out holding a newspaper and said:
"Dear Klein, would you like a breakfast?"
"No, I've already eaten." Klein firmly shook his head and was especially glad that he had arranged to meet Dast this morning, otherwise he wouldn't have asked Rosanne to bring breakfast in advance.
"Such a pity. Otherwise, you would change your opinion about my cooking skills and be full of confidence." Benson chuckled self-deprecatingly.
At this moment, Melissa noticed something and turned her eyes to Klein:
"You came back very late today."
Sister, be more innocent, more lively, don't always worry... Your current state was already very good! Klein immediately smiled:
"There's good news."
"You passed the police department's assessment and can receive an extra salary?" Melissa almost asked out loud without much thought.
Benson also smiled and agreed. "..." Klein held his hat and stood at the edge of the living room, smiling and saying, "How can I surprise you guys?"
Then, he cleared his throat and added:
"Yes, my weekly salary has doubled."
He had concealed the newly increased £4 per week salary, planning to save up some money for the future. After all, one couldn't rely solely on the money in the anonymous account, and doubling it was enough to shock his brother and sister.
"£6?" Melissa blurted out, both surprised and shocked.
"I really need to change jobs," Benson touched his hairline and said.
With the information provided by Klein, his self-study during this period had been extremely diligent.
Before Klein could speak, Melissa showed a delighted expression and said:
"As a result, after deducting normal expenses, you can accumulate enough wealth within two or three years to meet the minimum requirements for a gentleman to get married. Well, the standard was told to me by Elizabeth." "..." Klein chuckled in disbelief, "This is a long time from now. Shouldn't we be celebrating now? I declare that from today on, our staple food will be white bread. When I finish this period of work, we'll go to different restaurants to taste the food."
Melissa glanced at him and, seemingly not hearing anything, spoke up:
"I'm going to St. Serena Church with Benson for the Mass. Are you coming?"
I praise the goddess every day... Klein laughed heartily:
"I must catch up on some sleep."
This sleep lasted until half past twelve. After having lunch with Benson and Melissa, he continued the task of investigating the red chimney houses.
When the night was quiet and everyone was asleep, he used the spiritual power to seal off the bedroom and prepared to try the summoning messenger ritual provided by "Death Spirit Master" Daley.