Mystery: I Married the Queen of Mystery.

Chapter 29 The reporter who came to ask for help

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Odysseus, sitting in the public carriage, thought again and estimated that Ms. Mandy had already made corresponding responses.

But to be on the safe side, we still have to go to the "Nanmu Ballroom" tomorrow.

……

Minsk Street 15.

Ding ding ding ding~
Klein, who was about to enjoy dinner, heard the doorbell. He smiled helplessly and said, "Now when I hear the doorbell, it's just like when I heard the cell phone ringing before. It makes me want to avoid it."

As he hurried to the door, the somewhat anxious Daily Observer reporter, Mike Joseph, appeared in his mind.

Klein was slightly stunned. Why did this reporter come to see him so late at night?

As the door opened, Mike smiled and said, "Sorry, I hope I didn't disturb you."

"Well, excuse me for disturbing you," Klein said helplessly. "It's so late. What do you want from me?"

"I received a threatening letter," Mike said calmly. "I think I wrote something I shouldn't have."

This veteran reporter had not encountered such a situation for the first time, so he remained relatively calm.

Klein was slightly stunned: "Come in and talk."

After the two entered the room, Mike smelled the aroma of food in the living room and said, "Mr. Moriarty, if you don't want to be a detective one day, you can consider becoming a chef."

"In response to your compliments, I should have invited you to dinner." Klein smiled as he made tea, "But I'm sorry, I only made one dinner."

He handed the teacup to reporter Mike and said, "Let's get down to business."

Mike took out an opened letter from his pocket: "I received this this afternoon."

Klein opened it and quickly skimmed through it. The general content of the letter was that it pointed out that there were "inappropriate" aspects in today's Daily Observer and invited Mike to the Nanmu Ballroom for a chat tomorrow.

It was different from the threatening letter he had in mind. The wording was very polite. If you didn't know it was from Ms. Mandy, it really seemed like an invitation for Mike to dance and spend some money at the same time.

Klein asked, "What are you going to do?"

"Of course we have to go." Mike said with experience: "It will be more troublesome if we don't go.

“But it might be dangerous if I go alone, so I have asked the editor-in-chief for a £10 commission and hope to hire you to protect me.

“Well, it’s the same as last time, even if there is no conflict, you can still get these commissions.

"If a conflict occurs, I will increase your commission based on your contribution."

The last time I went to the East End, I only made £10 in commission for the whole day.

Finally, Mike made another judgment: "I am quite clear about this kind of conversation. As long as I promise not to write anything about Ms. Mandy in the future, I don't think a conflict is likely to occur."

While listening, Klein was playing with a coin. When Mike finished speaking, he suddenly flipped the coin up and caught it.

After taking a look at the coin's suit, Klein smiled and said, "I'll take this commission."

Mike breathed a sigh of relief: "Okay, then we'll leave at eight o'clock tomorrow morning."

Klein nodded: "I won't keep you for dinner."

After seeing Mike off, Klein quickly walked towards the dining room and prayed to the goddess in his heart that the dinner would not get cold.

At eight o'clock the next morning, after having breakfast early, Klein and Mike took a carriage to the Nanmu Ballroom on Ernst Avenue in the North District.

After getting off the carriage, Klein was slightly stunned. He had previously thought that the "Nanmu Ballroom" was similar to other dance halls, with a somewhat dark and vulgar decoration style, and streetwalkers displayed outside like commodities.

But what he didn't expect was that the "Nanmu Ballroom" gave people a completely different feeling.

First of all, this is a four-story building. The main entrance is two to three times larger than that of an ordinary dance hall. On the left side of the door is a huge hand-painted sign. I don’t know what dye was used on the sign, but even though it is outdoors, it is still brightly colored.

In addition to the name "Nanmu Ballroom", the above content also depicts a young woman wearing a black dress, posing as if inviting someone to dance.

This woman's image is not glamorous, but she has a lot of temperament, and her eyes and movements are graceful and graceful, which is obviously different from ordinary street girls.

But the black stockings that are exposed just right are really arousing.

Klein suddenly had a very strange feeling, and it wasn't until he entered the door that he understood where it came from: even in Backlund, this was a very rare and very clever way of publicity.

……

51 Henry Street.

Odysseus arrived at the herbal medicine store early and replenished the herbs on the shelves.

After Kena arrived, Odysseus gave him a few instructions and then went to the basement in the backyard.

There is a basement in this small courtyard, but it was blocked by Odysseus and only he could enter it.

The door to the basement is right in Odysseus's room, and when you open the door there is a staircase leading down.

Odysseus stretched out his hand and injected spirituality into the correct location, disabling all the extraordinary traps set in this downward corridor.

Going down the stairs is a room the size of a living room.

The room was quite bare, containing only a clothes rack and a set of table and chairs.

There was a black windbreaker and a black top hat on the hanger, black pants and a silver mask on the table, and a pair of black leather shoes on the ground next to the table.

On the two walls of this basement, there are two "teleportation arrays" that Odysseus spent a total of nearly 9000 pounds to build.

Like the formation at 77 Hilton Boulevard, it also used the "Eight-pointed Star" formation, with the valuable "Ajona Crystal" in the middle, and some key nodes used various gems.

Because the amount of money was so huge, he had only been reimbursed for half of it from the Church of the God of Steam and Machinery so far. He still had a long way to go before he could get the full amount reimbursed.

One of the "teleportation arrays" leads to a room in the "Nanmu Ballroom", and the other room leads to Odysseus's laboratory in the suburbs.

The laboratory in the suburbs is his main laboratory.

Odysseus changed his clothes, put on a mask, and injected his spirituality into the teleportation array leading to the "Nanmu Ballroom". An illusory passage appeared in front of him. He stepped in, and two or three seconds later, he appeared in a room on the third floor of the "Nanmu Ballroom".

He opened the door to the third floor, which was facing the front desk on the third floor.

The female receptionist at the front desk was slightly startled, then immediately smiled: "Mr. Gar, you are here."

As she spoke, she rang the bell that led to Ms. Mandy's office.

Odysseus, with most of his face hidden behind the mask, nodded slightly. After a short wait, the elegant Ms. Mandy came over quickly and said, "Mr. Garr."

Odysseus said, "I read yesterday's report."

Ms. Mandy was somewhat flustered. "My work wasn't thorough enough. I've already arranged a meeting with that reporter Mike. He and his hired bodyguards are already here."

Odysseus nodded and said, "You guys talk about your things, and I'll just sit aside and listen."

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