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died?

Will Unsetin died?

And it seems to have been dead for a while!

Is this a fake?

Klein looked at the child's body in amazement and suspiciousness, and there were many ideas in his heart.

In his cognition, Will Anthony is a special child, and may have a certain involvement with the sequence 1 "Silver Snake" of the "monster" route.

The divination game he played, his casual phrase "Doctor, your luck will be worse", let Allen be unlucky for a long time; his folding paper crane can make Allen's star spirits be positioned in the spiritual world. Indoctrinated by man-made; his whereabouts, even if Klein can only see one or two above the fog, it is difficult to get an effective conclusion... How can such a child die inexplicably? Dr. Allen died before he dreamed? What about his loved ones?

Klein blinked his eyes and endured strong nausea. He scrutinized the highly decaying body and found some shredded tarot cards in the surrounding soil.

His spiritual instinct tells him that the high probability of the corpse in front of him is Will.

It’s really shocking and confusing... Going back to the fog to confirm whether Will Ansein is a fake death... Wait, what does this have to do with me? I have long decided not to mix this thing deeply, so as not to be entangled by what "mercury snake", this may be more terrible than the seal "0-08"... Klein slammed back, scared The cemetery guard and Dr. Allen, who is scared to collapse, said:

"Call the police!"

"Okay, good!" The grave guard first glimpsed and then answered with a voice.

He took the shovel and turned and ran outside the woods, as if he had a living body behind him.

Sure enough, it’s just an ordinary person, not at all cautious. In this case, isn’t it to be wary of people around you? Exposing the back, it is easy to be photographed by a shovel... Klein glanced at the back of the gravekeeper and shook his head with a sigh.

When he was in the Tinker City Night Club, he saw a lot of case files and found that many of the victims were so ruined by their associates.

Thinking of it, Klein walked to the side of Dr. Allen and bent down and said:

"Nothing to be afraid of, he is already dead."

"...it is already scared to make people afraid." Allen calmed down a bit, did not accept Kline's support, and climbed up.

His long black dress has been covered with dirt, and it seems that Klein has a bit of a pain.

I can see that something worthless is damaged... He feels a heart in his heart.

Seeing Allen still a little scared, Klein smiled and said:

"At this time, praying to the gods you believe in has a good effect."

"Is it?" Allen snorted and clicked clockwise four times on his chest, whispering, "The goddess of the night, who is more noble than the stars, and farther than the eternal, your devout believes pray for your care... ”

In repeated whispers, he slowly eased down and was no longer as fearful as he was.

Klein also painted a triangular emblem on his chest, silently saying:

"The **** of steam and machinery, you are not a devout believer to pray for your care..."

While talking, he couldn't help but laugh at himself and suspected that he might be killed by the Thunder on the spot.

However, lightning and thunder are the mainstay of the storm, not in the realm of steam and machinery... Klein thought quite easily.

After more than 20 minutes, the two sat in the interrogation room of the nearby police station.

When recording the confession, Klein calmly told the police that he was only a private investigator who was commissioned. It was not clear what happened. Dr. Allen described his dreams in detail and the reasons for excavating the body.

Klein could see that the police did not believe it at all, but after they went out for a circle, they immediately changed their attitude, saying that Dr. Allen and the detective Moriarty had no suspicion. They only had to sign a word on the confession to leave. .

Allen was quite surprised by this. Klein was not surprised at all. It was obviously worthy of the night.

The benefits of getting the doctor to go to the starry church to find the bishop in advance are reflected.

Before leaving the police station, Klein did not accidentally see a more familiar figure, which was the night of the night before entering his dream.

The mayor, who is probably the captain's night, is still wearing a gray trench coat. At first glance, he is more antifreeze than Klein. His blue eyes are swept away, and he has no intention of removing Kline's face from his face. He pretends that he is only one. Ordinary senior inspector.

Klein, who also pretended that he was just an ordinary private detective, pushed his glasses, put on a half-high silk hat, and left the police station with Dr. Allen and got on the carriage.

After telling his own driver to go to Minsk Street, Allen turned to look at Klein:

"Sherlock, do you think things will stop here?"

"If the body is really Will., you shouldn't be bothered again." Kleinton paused. "Allen, during this time, do you feel strange? Whatever? Things are going on."

Allen thought about it and shook his head:

"No."

"It's worth celebrating!" Klein breathed, smiling.

For him, it’s best to end the affairs of Will Anthony, although the thousand paper cranes that Klein folded over the fog will not reveal anything, and the divination afterwards is no problem, but After all, he still had some worries about which night-timers had a whimsy to find some clues. Now, as Will Ansettin dies, the case may soon be dead, put into the file, and temporarily The announcement is over, and no one will pay attention to it if there is no new situation.

Allen relaxed and turned to wonder: "Frankly, I don't think my confession is too persuasive. Why did the police finally choose to believe?"

"I don't know." Klein deliberately pretended to be stupid. "I thought I had to let my lawyer come to take me home, no, bail me home."

Allen rarely slammed his mouth and said:

"Sherlock, you seem to have a very rich experience in entering the police station?"

Klein laughed and replied deeply:

"This is the fate of every private detective."

............

Just as Klein and Allen were brought into the police station near Green's cemetery, Folswall wore a black elegant dress and wore a black soft hat with a fine mesh. The slightly quiet cemetery found the tomb belonging to Mrs. Anlisa.

She and Hugh had gone to Queens for an hour ago to find Viscount Glylint and got a reply that the other party was willing to borrow 400 pounds without any interest.

The only request of Viscount Glylint was that the two extraordinary people accompanied him to the meeting that Mr. A will gather tonight to protect his safety. He was anxious to collect the "crystal crystallization of the crown jellyfish" to complete the "pharmacist". Modulation of potions.

- "The angle of the adult one-horned Pegasus" has been found by Audrey from the family treasure house, and made a name in the name of biological experiments, which effectively offset some of her debt.

She also proposed an additional condition for the Viscount Glylin to use the children of the Duke of Nigan to confirm whether the dragon specimen in the other treasure house belongs to the thousand-faced hunter and confirm whether there is still a flash of light.

After getting the loan, Fulth was not in a hurry to pray to Mr. "fool" to complete the transaction as soon as possible, because it was too quick, and it would make Humblely think that it was wrong and thus doubted.

Taking advantage of his spare time, Firth changed his clothes and rented a carriage to the Green Graveyard on the outskirts of the Western District.

Knowing that the extraordinary character is immortal and the law of conservation, Fols already understands that the main material of becoming an "apprentice" is the extraordinary character left by Mrs. Anlisa, and she is equivalent to inheriting the power of the other.

Therefore, it is difficult for her to stop here and want to come here once. Put a bunch of flowers in front of Mrs. Anlisa’s tombstone and say thank you.

At this time, it was already in the early winter, and most of the flowers had already withered, but Foers still bought a beautiful flower.

This is a flower grown in a glass greenhouse and is quite expensive.

Thanks to the invention of Russell the Great... Fols said in a heartful heart.

As far as she knows, most of the flowers used by the nobility at the winter banquet came from the glass greenhouse, and a small amount was sent directly from the warm areas of the south by airships, which exceeded the range that ordinary middle-class products could bear.

Standing in front of the black tombstone, Fols looked at the photo of Mrs. Anlisa deeply, bent down and put down the flowers, and said softly:

"Thank you."

She immediately stood up straight, closed her eyes, and quietly recalled past events.

Just then, she heard a slightly old voice:

"You are a kind and kind lady."

Fols blinked and found that Mr. Lawrence from the Abraham family did not know when he was here, holding a bunch of elegant flowers in his hands.

"No, this is not kind, not good. Mrs. Anlisa has brought an unforgettable time to me who lost her mother." Fols said sincerely.

Her eyes suddenly wetted.

Lawrence had some wrinkles in his eyes, and put down the flowers while sighing:

"This shows that you value friendship."

After a few chats, Fouls was ready to leave, Lawrence was waving and suddenly coughed up.

Cough and cough!

He coughed his feet soft and coughed to the ground, seeming to suffocate and die at any time.

As a doctor who graduated from a regular college, Fols turned back without hesitation, squatted and started first aid.

After a busy day, Lawrence's situation finally stabilized. He wiped the saliva of his mouth and smiled at Foss:

"Ms. Can you send me back to the hotel?"

"No problem." Foersi helped the other person to get up.

Lawrence looked ahead, his eyes were slightly out of focus, he coughed, half of it was sad and half laughed at himself:

"My life may have come to an end..."

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