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Looking at Klein, Leonard Bishop nodded with a smile:

"So what do you need from them?"

He has worked with Lao Neil and others many times, and naturally understands that divination needs media, especially if the "protagonist" is not there.

Klein thought about it and looked to the butler:

"I need Eliot to go through the clothes that haven't been washed yet, and it would be better if I had the accessories that he had worn with him."

He tries to pick the normal medium, not the kind of thing that will cause ordinary people to think.

Even so, the old butler's engraving is also a puzzle:

"why?"

After asking, he added:

"I have photos of young Master Elliott."

why? Because we are going to find his whereabouts through divination... Klein didn’t know what to answer.

If it is true, not to mention whether it will violate the confidentiality provisions, the old butler will also turn around and tear away the contract, directly tearing up the contract, and shouted in his heart: "This swindler! If this can be useful, I still It is better to go to the most famous psychic in Ahowa County!"

Next to Leonard Mitchell chuckled out:

"Mr. Kelly, my companion, um, colleague, raised a strange pet, its smell is more sensitive than the hound, so we need the clothes that Elliott passed through and the items he used to help find people. As you know, the clues tend to be locked in only a rough range."

"As for the photo, we also need it. I and he must know what Elliott looks like."

The old butler accepted this explanation and slowly nodded:

"Are you waiting here, or are you going with me to the residence of Mr. Vikrol in the city?"

"Let's go together and save time." Klein replied succinctly.

He wants to try his own extraordinary skills, but also has the simple feelings of saving others.

"Okay, the carriage is downstairs." The old butler said that he took a black and white photo from his pocket and handed it to Leonard.

This is a single photo of Elliot Wickrol. He is about ten years old, his hair is slightly longer, almost covering his eyes, his face has obvious freckles, and he is not too distinctive.

Leonard glanced at it and handed it to Klein.

Klein looked at it carefully, took the photo into his pocket, took a cane, put on his hat, and left the Blackthorn Security Company in front of him to enter the carriage that was parked downstairs.

The interior of this carriage is quite spacious, with thick carpets and small tables with items.

Because of the existence of the old butler, Klein and Leonard did not speak, quietly feel the carriage in the gradual raindrops, and steadily marched on the water.

"Good coachman." I don't know how long it took, Leonard broke the silence, and laughed and praised.

"Yeah." Klein was perfunctory.

The old butler is engraved with a smile:

"Your compliments are his honor, we are coming soon..."

Because of the fear of being kidnapped, the carriage was not close to the home of the tobacco merchant Wickrol, but stopped at a nearby street.

The old housekeeper carved an umbrella and returned alone. When waiting, Leonard said to himself from Klein:

"I guessed the reason last time and had no other purpose. I just wanted to tell you that the note would definitely appear again, maybe soon."

"This is really not a pleasant inference." Klein pointed his chin to the position of the outside driver, indicating that there were others in the situation, not to discuss sensitive topics.

Leonard whistled and turned to look out the window, only to see a drop of rain sliding over the glass, leaving a mark of shackles, completely blurring the outside world.

After a while, Zheli returned with a bag of things, because he was too anxious, his feet were full of muddy water, and there were many wet marks in front of him.

"This is the clothing that Master Elliot passed yesterday, this is the storm talisman he had worn before."

Klein took a look and found that it was a miniature version of a gentleman's dress, a small shirt, a small vest, a small bow tie, and so on.

The storm talisman is based on bronze and is engraved with symbols that symbolize wind and waves, but it does not touch Klein's inspiration.

"I will now tell you the details of the kidnapping of Little Elliot, so that you can lock in the target..." The old butler sat down and repeated the nightmare experience in the morning, hoping that the helper who could not find it would play a role.

Klein and Leonard are not interested in the specific process, only concerned about the number of kidnappers, whether they show unusual places, and whether they carry weapons.

"Three", "normal", "with guns"... After getting the information they wanted, they bid farewell to the old butler and hired a two-wheeled buggy nearby.

Unlike public carriages, this type of employment has four rounds and two rounds, which can be calculated in kilometers or charges according to time. The former is 4 pence in 1 km in the city, 8 pence in 1 km in the suburbs, and the latter is 1 hour in 2 hours. Less than 1 hour, 1 hour, more than 1 hour, plus 6 pence per 15 minutes, less than 15 minutes, charge for 15 minutes, encounter bad weather, or need to speed up the emergency, the price will have Going up.

Klein heard from the Azick faculty that in the capital, Beckland, the taxi driver was known for his random price.

For him, this is quite a luxury, but he doesn't have to worry about it now, because Leonard directly lost to the coachman's two 1 Sule banknotes.

"According to time." Leonard ordered the door and closed the compartment door.

"Where are you going?" The coachman with two banknotes asked with joy and sorrow.

"Wait a minute." Leonard turned his eyes to Klein.

Klein nodded slightly, took out Eliot's clothes, laid them on the carriage floor, and wrapped the storm charm on his cane.

He held the silver-plated black cane and placed it straight on Elliot's clothing.

The "light ball" in the mind condenses, and Klein feels so fast, and the brown of the eye turns deeper and enters the state of semi-meditation.

He only felt that the "spirit" of the body had signs of becoming light and floating, and vaguely saw the ubiquitous "world of the spirit", and silently recited "the position of Eliot".

After seven times, his hand left the black cane, and the cane did not fall down, standing there vertically, even if the carriage was slightly swaying!

Around the fine and invisible movements, Klein seemed to feel a pair of indifferent eyes.

During this time, he will occasionally experience similar feelings in the state of vision in meditation.

With these tiny creeps, he stared at the cane with his dark black eyes and meditated again in his heart:

"The location of Elliot."

He had just finished meditating, and the silver-plated, wooden, black cane fell and fell straight ahead.

"Go straight." Klein held his cane and lowered his mouth.

His voice is a bit ethereal and seems to penetrate the unknown world.

This is one of the divination abilities he masters. It is called “the scepter” and the props must be wood, metal or a mixture of the two.

Normally, this must be done with two real sticks—shaped like a non-curved wire, at right angles, then holding the shorter side and turning to determine the direction, but as a “divinationist”, After practicing, Klein found that he could use this method of searching for people directly, or he could use a cane instead of a rod. The direction of the reverse was the direction of the things to be searched for.

As for the notes of the Antigonus family, because Klein couldn’t remember it, he couldn’t find it.

"Go straight." Leonard yelled at the driver, "I will tell you when I turn."

The coachman did not understand why he had to do this, but the banknotes in the inner pocket and the other party did not hesitate to give the image of money, so that he did not open his mouth and chose to accept it.

The carriage slowly traveled and passed through one street after another.

On the way, Klein used the "buddle to find things" several times to correct the direction.

When the carriage circled around a building, he finally confirmed that Eliot was inside. At this time, he said goodbye to the old butler, just thirty minutes later.

After killing the coachman, Klein did not use Elliot's clothing and directly smashed the cane wrapped around the storm charm to the ground.

His eyes deepened again, and the raindrops around him suddenly swirled in place.

The cane fell to the front, and Klein pointed to a stairway:

"There."

"Sometimes, I am very envious of the old Neil, the same, and now I envy you." Looking at this scene, Leonard sighed with a smile.

Klein glanced at him and replied plainly:

"This is not a difficult thing. If you are willing, you can definitely learn... Your inspiration should be very high?"

Leonard nodded and chuckled:

"This is not a good thing."

He stepped up and walked into the stairway in the rain that only ended.

Klein was afraid of smashing his formal attire, almost trotting.

The building has only three floors, similar to the unit building on the earth. There are only two houses on each floor of each entrance. On the first and second floors of Klein, they used a "crowding object". The cane is steady and pointing straight.

The two took a light footstep and arrived on the third floor, and Klein again lighted the silver-plated black cane to the ground.

Hey!

A breeze blew through the stairs, his eyes changed color, and the darkness seemed to **** the soul.

Hey!

There seemed to be an invisible crying around.

Klein's palms were loose, and the cane wrapped around the storm talisman stood magically.

After another meditation on "Elliott's position", he looked at his black cane and fell down, silently pointing to the room on the right.

"It should be inside." Klein picked up his cane and tapped his eyebrows twice.

In the various "colors" deepening, he looked at the right door and directly saw the various "gas fields" inside.

"One, two, three, four... three kidnappers plus one hostage, the number is the same... One of the gas fields is short, it should be Elliot... Mr. Kelly said that they have two shotguns, one revolver ..." Klein whispered.

Leonard laughed and said:

"Let me sing a poem to them."

"Why do you want to be a kidnapper and be a civilized person happily?"

He put down the bag with Elliott clothing and walked two steps forward, his expression instantly becoming quiet and sad.

The low-pitched voice slowly swayed:

"Ah, the threat of fear, the hope of blush!"

At least the truth is true: this life flies.

The truth is true, the rest are lying,

After a long time, I will die in the world..."