Mystery: Lucky One

Velma opened her eyes in bed.

After the last sudden abdominal pain, she was sent to the hospital by her maid for examination, and it was confirmed that she had signs of premature birth.

After that, she returned home under the care of Alan, who was very worried. During the past few days, she did not encounter any accidents, but she could not sleep well at night.

This was the umpteenth time she had woken up in the middle of the night. She subconsciously glanced over and saw Alan lying next to her.

She let out a breath, thought of how tired her husband had been during this period, then closed her eyes again and forced herself to fall asleep.

This was probably a wrong choice. Wilma realized that the unreasonable worries in her heart were getting heavier and heavier. Not only did she show no signs of falling asleep, but she also felt a dull pain in her lower abdomen.

She frowned, and amidst the pain of her abdomen contracting, she suddenly felt a warm and wet feeling beneath her body. Velma was so surprised that she reached out to touch it, and sure enough, she felt liquid flowing out.

Wilma, who had already given birth to two children, was very experienced in this matter. She quickly reached out and shook Alan beside her, and shouted:

"Alan, wake up!
"I think I'm about to give birth!"

This happened so suddenly that no one had expected it. Alan, who had just woken up, was still a little stunned. After figuring out the situation, he quickly showed panic that was inconsistent with his experience.

Velma was a little puzzled, but the pain she was feeling made her not in the mood to care about anything else. This child seemed to be coming with more difficulty, and even the pain was worse than before - according to Velma's experience, this should not be the most painful time.

The good news is that her husband Alan is a reliable man. Even though he was panicked, Alan made the best choice and she was quickly taken to a nearby hospital.

What happened next was surprisingly uneventful. Although the pain was unusual, the birthing process seemed to be unusually smooth. When the time was almost right, she didn't have to use much force and the baby slid out smoothly.

Wilma, who still had a lot of strength left, quickly propped herself up and was about to go see her child. The doctor beside her deftly held the child and cut the umbilical cord, and blood splattered from the cord.

After that, Wilma knew nothing. In her last memory, she only remembered the inaudible mumbling in her ears and the pain in her head that seemed to be exploding.

She didn't know how much time had passed, but a faint but urgent voice kept ringing in her ears: "Velma! Velma!"

……who is it?
Velma subconsciously tried to open her eyes and sit up. It was then that she realized that the pain in her body had disappeared. She could not feel any physical pain. Similarly, she could not feel her own body.

Her soul seemed to have left her body and was floating in an unknown space.

In a faint confusion, a pair of blood-red, emotionless eyes suddenly appeared in her field of vision. She suddenly felt a sense of fear from the bottom of her heart. Then, with a feeling of falling, Wilma regained awareness of her body.

She opened her eyes and saw not a ceiling or anything else above her head, but Alan's anxious face.

Velma propped herself up and tried to sit up. Alan came over to help her. It was then that Velma felt a chill running through her body.

——She didn't know when she broke out in a sweat. The sweat soaked her clothes and the sheets. She looked as if she had just been pulled out of the water.

……

The required "equipment" could not be produced immediately, so Alice became bored again while waiting.

When people are bored, they always want to find something to do. After thinking about it, Alice sighed and felt a little sad that she didn't ask for Ouroboros' contact information.

——She had already reported Will Auceptin’s affairs to the Church of the Night. If she had gotten Ouroboros’s contact information, she could have reported this to Ouroboros again.

That way, she could give Will Auceptin a birth present, a present that he would never forget.

...Or, ask Amon?

Alice reached out and touched her chin.

After all, these two may have lived in the same womb, so there is no way they don’t have any contact information…

Of course, this was actually Alice's guess. She knew that the Sequence 1 "Mercury Snake" needed to be "restarted" every once in a while to stabilize its state, and for Ouroboros, the most suitable "restart" object was...

Perhaps, perhaps, possibly, it was the Lord He respected?
Besides, that woman had given birth to two children herself, so she definitely didn't care as much as Klein did...

Thinking of Mr. Fool, Alice shook her head and thought of Congressman Macht whom she had met at Mr. Fool's house not long ago.

She didn't have a very deep impression of the congressman and his wife, and the only impression she had was after they turned into mice wearing monocles.

When she first saw it, Alice thought about going to take a look, but after a round of jokes, she and Bishop Elektra actually forgot about it.

At this moment, Alice remembered again. With a thought, she appeared next to Klein.

Mr. Fool was in the study at the moment. She heard the butler wearing white gloves talking to his employer, Dwayne Dantes:
"Ms. Vahana's doctor is a cloth merchant. He previously cooperated with someone and invested 1000 pounds, but the other party ran away with the goods. She has asked Councillor Macht and Madam Liana to urge the police department to solve the case as soon as possible. However, the police department cannot guarantee that they will find the target in this kind of situation."

The familiar name made Alice's heart move. She glanced at the butler and decided to show up later. She asked Klein where the family she was looking for lived and listened to what they were talking about first.

Klein picked up the black round fountain pen on the desk, stroked it and said:
"For Ms. Wahana's family, £1000 is not a small amount of money."

This is not a small amount of money for me... Alice glanced at the rich man dimly.

Newly-made millionaire Dwayne Dantes felt inexplicably cold, and he could not help but tighten his coat.

"Yes, her husband's income is only average among cloth merchants, and for him, 1000 pounds is a considerable investment," Walter said tactfully.

So rich…Alice licked her lips, becoming curious about this Wahana lady.

The same is true for me... Klein sighed and laughed, "I just came to Backlund and I'm not familiar with the police department."

Walter immediately responded, "Sir, when I served Viscount Conrad, I got to know several members of the Backlund Senior Police Officers Association."

Alice realized that Klein was trying to help.

He's a pretty nice guy... um, no, is he trying to break into the social circle this way?
She turned her head curiously and looked at Klein secretly. She saw him smiling and shaking his head.
"Not for now. Ms. Vahana has many people she can turn to for help in this regard. Whether it's Congressman Macht or anyone else, they all have enough ability to make Siveras pay attention to this case."

Alice raised an eyebrow.

Klein paused and said casually:

"I have seen the bottom of this society and know their rules of survival. Sometimes, the police may not be as effective as gang members and bounty hunters.

"Walter, go to the police department to get the relevant information, and go to the famous bars in the Backlund Bridge area and the East District to post bounty missions.

"Whether it's finding the criminal or recovering the cloth, I'll offer a reward of 200 pounds.

"Haha, I just hope those scammers are still in Backlund." Alice nodded as she listened, studying seriously until she heard the amount of 200 pounds, then her eyes widened.

He never thought of giving me money...

She glared at Klein fiercely. Klein glanced at the study window suspiciously and tightened his coat again.

"A bounty of 200 pounds?" Walter repeated the number and couldn't help but glance at his employer. He happened to see his actions, and after a moment of silence, he waved his hand to let Richardson go out and get his clothes.

"Sir, even though it's early summer, you should keep warm," he warned.

Klein put down his hand after hearing this, nodded, and said, "Alas, my health is not as good as before..."

Alice looked at Klein hesitantly, then at Walter, and remained silent.

Walter did not continue the topic, but responded seriously:
"I'll post the bounty mission later."

"I'll give you the money directly." Klein stood up slowly and took out his wallet.

Alice stared at Klein's hands intently, watching him take out a thick stack of cash from his wallet. After comparing them, she realized that Mr. Fool might have donated more money at the Moon Mass last night.

He, he is so rich now...

Walter took the thick cash and asked:

"Want to tell Ms. Vahana?"

Klein smiled and said, "No need."

Alice looked away from his face and realized that Mr. Rich was still very generous.

...Will he care if I steal some money?

Walter nodded and saluted with some realization:

"Your reputation for generosity and kindness will spread around the neighborhood."

Alice watched Walter's back as he left the room. She didn't appear until the door was closed. She asked Klein:
"Klein, why don't you just keep me as your sponsor?"

"?" Klein was not frightened by Alice's sudden appearance. He just looked at Alice with a puzzled look.

Those eyes were filled with anticipation and envy, with nothing but a desire for money. After two seconds of silence, Klein couldn't help but ask:
"You won't sell yourself for money someday, will you?"

Alice actually lowered her head and thought seriously. After about half a minute, she gave the answer in front of Klein's surprised gaze:
"wrong.

"A slave is the property of his master, and the property of a slave is of course the master's. If I sell myself, I will really have no money."

Klein couldn't tell whether he should be relieved or worried. He stared at Alice with his eyes wide open, pinched his brows and said:

"Are all angels like you?"

“I don’t know,” Alice spread her hands, “But if you mean short of money, Amon is definitely not short of money.”

Unable to refute, Klein choked and changed the subject, "You have something to talk to me about?"

Alice then remembered her purpose. She nodded and asked:
"Oh yeah, I almost forgot...

"I'm looking for the two who came the other day—Congressman Murray Macht and his wife Liana, as I remember they were called?"

Klein nodded.

So Alice nodded and stated her purpose:
"I'm going to their house... uh, you should remember what I said to them that day?"

Klein was stunned for a moment, and he also dug out this matter from his memory. He was shocked to find that he had almost forgotten about it after the topic changed. After Alice left with Bishop Elektra, he had completely forgotten about it.

Fortunately, it was not too late to remember this. Klein frowned and asked hurriedly:
"By the way, what was that thing you said the other day...what about the mouse wearing a monocle?"

Alice then tried to describe what she saw in her confused language:
"I saw them turn into mice and put on monocles... Well, I'm not sure, I just suspect Amon..."

Her words were as ambiguous and clear as ever. Strangely, the meaning she expressed was not much different from that day. Klein frowned, glanced at Alice who was obviously not clear about the situation, shook his head, and gave an address:

"39 Böklundstrasse."

The news came from the butler Walter who had just left. This conscientious butler provided him with a whole street of neighbors and residences, and all he had to do was to memorize it all.

Thinking of this, Klein couldn't help but think of those dizzying courses, especially the philosophy class that gave him a headache. He couldn't help but ask Alice, who was about to leave:

"Do you want me to get you a tutor?"

Alice, who was about to leave, stopped and turned to look at him in horror.

"Are you interested in learning about the topics of high society?" Klein asked sincerely, "This may allow you to..."

"No," Alice interrupted him without any courtesy, "I don't need to pretend to be a noble daughter!"

This was true, and Crane had to regretfully abandon the idea.

Seeing this, Alice was afraid that he would change his mind, so she planned to leave immediately, but after thinking about it carefully, she came up with a better suggestion:

"How about this.

"Although I don't want to go to class, it would be bad to disappoint you, um...

"How about this, you can give me the money for the tutor!"

Klein glanced at her, stood up without saying a word, and left the study.

Alice blinked at the closed door and disappeared. The next thing she saw was the front door of 39 Böklund Street.

Alice was not in a hurry to enter the house. She closed her eyes out of habit and used her spirituality to observe the entire house. The people inside were clearly visible, and the most conspicuous one was an arrogant girl. (End of this chapter)