Mystery: Who has seen my brother?

Chapter 184 Corpse
This time, Klein didn't disguise himself too much with his clothing. He just wore a formal suit, but his face was carefully disguised. His originally deep and mature face was transformed into an ordinary face. He disguised some stubble around his mouth, making him look like an ordinary married man who had just got off work.

The man sitting on the bench on the left reading a newspaper is a night watchman...

Klein's eyes inconspicuously swept over the people near the sewer entrance, and indeed, he found traces of the Nighthawks among the crowd.

Although he was disguised, Klein still recognized him.

The Night Watcher chose to secretly monitor the sewers...

There might also be Nighthawks watching over Zreal's body...

Klein retracted his gaze and took a detour to another sewer entrance.

Backlund's sewer system was very developed. The Kingdom of Loen had invested a huge amount of money in building Backlund's sewer system, making it the best in the world, surpassing Intis's proud "Roselle Legacy".

Thanks to this advanced sewer system, although that sewer entrance was monitored, Klein was able to reach the location of Zreal's body through other entrances.

Klein specifically chose a remote sewer and only entered it after confirming that no one was around.

Using his wand to divine, Klein easily found the correct direction.

From a distance, Klein saw three people standing near Zreal's body. He couldn't see their faces clearly, but he was sure they were the Nighthawks.

I can't go any further, I'll be discovered... Klein didn't hesitate and turned to leave the sewer.

I could vaguely see a body on the ground from that position just now. I'll probably be able to see it clearly with a telescope later... Klein thought to himself... I can complete the commission by taking Ian to see Zreal's body.

But I don't have a telescope... Do I have to buy a telescope specifically for a commission? No, no, a telescope is too expensive, and Mr. Ian won't reimburse me for this part of the expense.

Can Mr. Ian prepare a telescope for himself?
Let's go back and ask my older sister if she has one... Klein sighed inwardly... There's no hope, so Ian should prepare one himself...

Klein returned home first and knocked on Eve's door again.

"Sis, have you ever thought about a telescope?"

"The utility room, find it yourself."

Rarity's voice came from inside the room.

Klein immediately ran downstairs and arrived at the utility room for the first time.

As soon as he opened the door, a cloud of dust rushed towards Klein impatiently, as if a prisoner who had been imprisoned for a long time finally got a chance to get some fresh air.

The utility room was pitch black, and nothing could be seen. Klein turned around and fetched another kerosene lamp, holding it as he entered the utility room.

Drawing boards, saddles, wrenches, fishing rods, a pile of wood of unknown use...all kinds of things are piled up in the room in a mess. It seems to be disorganized, but if you look closely, you will find that it is not completely disordered.

After traveling to another world, I became a fisherman?
Klein looked at the dusty fishing rod leaning against the door frame. Suddenly, a thought popped into his mind, making him smile for no apparent reason.

Stop overthinking and quickly look for a telescope... Klein mentally reprimanded himself slightly before picking up the kerosene lamp and searching for a telescope.

The utility room, which had been silent for a long time, made a sound again, but it only lasted for a dozen minutes, and then it fell into silence again.

really have!
Klein looked at the telescope in the box with some surprise. He took it out of the utility room, wiped it clean, and tried it out. It was indeed usable. Then he went into the utility room and tried it out again to make sure he could see objects in a dim environment before leaving with peace of mind.

My sister really has everything... Klein put away the telescope and thought about the miscellaneous items in the storage room, sighing silently in his heart.

15 Minsk Street

dong dong dong-

The door was knocked again. Klein didn't let Ian wait too long and immediately opened the door.

"Good afternoon, Mr. Sherlock," Ian looked around and said, "Did you gain anything?" "Yes."

Klein nodded and replied.

Ian showed a hint of surprise on his face, amazed at Klein's terrifying efficiency.

After a while, he stammered and asked in surprise:
"Have you confirmed Mr. Zreal's condition?"

"Yes." Klein paused and said seriously, "I found Zreal's body."

"Corpse..." Ian's pupils shrank and he repeated in a low voice.

He was not obviously surprised, as if he had already anticipated the worst possible outcome.

"Huh..." Ian exhaled, looked around warily and said, "Your efficiency is amazing. Can you take me to see Mr. Zreal's body?"

Klein had long guessed that Ian would make such a request, and he took Ian to see Zreal's body to prevent Ian from using this as an excuse to refuse to complete the commission.

"I saw some people near Mr. Zreal. They seemed to be monitoring that area. If you still insist, I can take you there."

Ian was suddenly startled, a few drops of cold sweat appeared on his forehead, and for a moment he seemed to have lost the ability to speak.

Klein looked at Ian quietly, memorizing his reaction.

"Yes, Mr. Sherlock, I still want to see Mr. Zreal's body." After a long time, Ian spoke.

"I'll come find you in the early morning." Ian continued. Now was not a suitable time to look for a body, not to mention that Ian was being chased.

"it is good."

Evening
An apartment somewhere in Backlund
Fors slumped on the sofa, holding the book loosely in her hands, staring at the pages with a vacant look in her eyes. From time to time, her hand would turn a page, then turn it back, repeating the meaningless movement.

Fors…Xiu looked helplessly at Fors, who was sitting on the sofa in a daze.

After receiving a reply, Fors would always fall into this state of daze within ten seconds when she was alone.

"Emperor Roselle once said..." Fors suddenly murmured, "There's no such thing as a free lunch, there are only traps on earth..."

As she spoke, Fors's eyes were still fixed on the book, as if she was talking to Xio but also to herself.

"Fors..." Xio sighed helplessly and soothed, "If you're worried, you can try looking for opportunities elsewhere. Your current condition isn't too bad, and there's still time. If there's really no other way, we can contact you later."

Fors still lowered her head, her eyes drooping, her gaze fixed on the pages of the book, but she took in nothing. She pursed her lips, and then a small gap appeared between her lips. The words in her heart lingered on her lips, but they could never break through the cage that had already revealed a gap.

She finally said nothing.

She didn't tell Xio that she could hardly hold on any longer. The pain was getting stronger and stronger, like waves that were pulling her whole body into the deep sea. The intense pain made breathing a torture. She couldn't hold on any longer. Sometimes she thought that dying would be a good ending, but if she died under the whispers of the full moon, she would most likely lose control and become an irrational monster.

"You're right," Fors raised her head, forced a smile, and said to Xio, "There's no need to rush."

"I have to go to a party, so I'm leaving now."

Fors put down the book in her hand, stood up slowly, and said goodbye to Xio.

Xio looked at Fors, who was clearly not in good shape, with concern in her eyes and said, "You're not in good shape. If it's not an important gathering, you'd better cancel it."

"No," Fors patted her cheek, trying to return to her normal state. She smiled and said to Quinn, "I'm fine."

"Okay..." Xio glanced up and down at Fors, still a little hesitant. But seeing Fors's insistence, he nodded and said, "Be careful on the road."

(End of this chapter)