Mystery: Who has seen my brother?

Chapter 88: "Acquaintance" commits crime

"Hermann?"

Eve repeated it, feeling the name sounded familiar. He lowered his head, resting his right hand on his chin, and pondered for two seconds before hesitantly saying, "The game you played?"

Klein nodded.

"Sparrow? German Sparrow?" Eve muttered twice, then suddenly realized, "Ha, you really are a genius at naming, German."

Klein suddenly felt a surge of embarrassment. He raised his hand to pull down the brim of his hat to block his view, but felt that this would seem too deliberate. He raised his hand in the air and adjusted his hat instead. His brown eyes stared at the floor as if staring it to tears.

When he named it, he was just thinking about making a joke, but he didn't expect to feel so embarrassed after being called out seriously by someone who knew the truth.

"Is it too late to change my name now?" Klein muttered in his heart. Of course, he knew it was impossible. Given Eve's personality, perhaps he could obtain the identity certificate of Gehrman Sparrow tonight.

"Ahem," Klein cleared his throat twice and stiffly changed the subject, "Did Ouroboros reply?"

"Yes, yes," Eve chuckled and took out a letter from her handbag. "He even found an envelope specifically for it. His previous letters to me were just random pieces of paper."

Klein's heart moved, pleasantly surprised by Ouroboros's kindness towards him.

He took the envelope. It was an ordinary white envelope without a stamp. This was normal. After all, they didn't communicate through normal means, and Klein's letter didn't have a stamp either.

The envelope was sealed with wax. Klein found a knife in the drawer and carefully opened the letter. He took out the paper and read it carefully.

"Dear Zhou Mingrui:
Hello there.

Well, it's nice to meet you. Don't feel shy, I like you very much, please take good care of Eve. "

The final signature is "Your brother Ouroboros".

The content of the letter was very short, but the signature at the end clearly stated that Klein accepted him, which made Klein very happy.

"How is it? How is it?" Eve asked immediately after seeing Klein put down the letter.

"There's very little content, but the signature reads 'Your brother Ouroboros.'" Klein answered truthfully.

"Ouroboros has always been a man of few words," Eve recalled the image of Ouroboros's dazed expression. "Most of the time, his letters to me consist of just a single 'hmm', and he never writes a signature or an opening greeting."

"Really?" Klein glanced at the letter in his hand, his lips curled up slightly. It seemed Ouroboros valued this exchange as much as he did. "Then I'll work towards this goal from now on."

Eve put her hands behind her back, took two steps forward and approached Klein. She looked up at him slightly and chuckled, "I wish you success soon."

After saying this, Eve twisted her feet, turned around, clenched her fists, raised her right hand high, and said as if taking an oath, "Let the cold and distant polite words disappear from this letter."

"So childish." Klein looked at Eve speechlessly and complained in his heart.

……

夜晚
As Klein expected, Eve did manage to obtain German Sparrow's identification that night, but he didn't need it tonight.

Klein touched the revolver at his waist, took a deep breath, suppressed the tension in his heart, looked at himself in the mirror, put on his lawyer's glasses, and suddenly a surge of irritable emotions tightly wrapped around Klein's heart like a vine.

He felt that everything he saw was unsatisfactory, and even wanted to curse himself in the mirror.

Klein immediately patted his chest, took a few deep breaths, suppressed his irritability, and tried not to let his emotions affect him.

"I'm ready." Klein turned to Eve and Ruirui and said.

The man and the cat were looking at Klein seriously, like parents sending their children to take an exam.

"Okay, let's go." Eve held the cat in one hand and put the other on Klein's shoulder, and traveled through the spirit world to the Rhodes Islands.

Although it was late at night, the pirates did not have a good schedule. Many taverns were still brightly lit, and the noise coming from inside could be heard even from outside. There were also a few drunkards sleeping on the road.

Pirates lead extremely unstable lives. Their heads might be cut off the next day, exchanged for a bounty, or hung on a flagpole for display. Therefore, they all value living in the moment. Many pirates do not save money. They prefer to squander their money on beer and women after getting off the ship.

Klein was wearing a somewhat worn sailor's outfit, lacking his usual respectability. He hid in a relatively secluded and deserted corner, observing the situation in the Sparrow Tavern.

Eve and Ruirui walked into a tavern, ordered a bottle of beer and two steaks, and observed Klein.

The appearance of Eve and Ruirui did not attract anyone's attention, and no one in the tavern noticed that an extremely beautiful girl walked into the tavern.

Klein's right hand was in his pocket, holding a tarot card. Sweat was forming on his palm, and his eyes were fixed on the entrance of the tavern.

He felt as if a heavy object was pressing down on his heart, but it was beating very fast, as if it was completely unaffected by the weight. One minute, two minutes, three minutes...

A strong man with a bald head staggered out of the Sparrow Tavern holding an empty bottle.

Klein immediately held his breath and stared closely at the man: bald head, blue eyes, scar... He recalled the appearance of John Cox on the wanted poster and tried to identify him with the help of the light, confirming that the man was his target.

John Cox staggered forward, took two steps, and put the bottle into his mouth. He then slowly raised his head, but the wine did not enter his mouth as usual. John held the bottle in front of his eyes, squinting his eyes and observing for a while before realizing that there was no wine in the bottle.

He cursed fiercely and threw the bottle to the ground, but instead of returning to the pub, he continued to stagger down the street.

Because he was drunk, John Cox not only walked very slowly but also lost his way, and staggered towards another tavern.

Klein saw all of this, and the anger he had been trying so hard to suppress suddenly rose up, and he cursed John Cox in his heart.

The moment the emotion emerged, Klein immediately tried to suppress it. He took a few deep breaths before he managed to adjust his composure.

Klein pondered for two seconds and decided he couldn't wait for John Cox to arrive. Otherwise, he might rush out and confront John Cox head-on. Klein took off his glasses, pulled out two tarot cards, and stuffed them into his left and right sleeves. Then he pulled up his collar and lowered his head.

After putting on a simple disguise for his face, Klein walked out, supported John Cox, and said in a flattering tone, "Boss, let me help you."

John Cox opened his eyes and looked at Klein. He couldn't remember who this guy was. He shook his head, blinked fiercely twice, and looked at Klein again. "Boss... Call me Boss..."

He was just a first mate, and there was a captain above him. Even if he was not convinced, he knew it was not his turn to be called "boss".

Who knew Klein would immediately admit it in a flattering tone, "Yes, yes, Boss."

John Cox was extremely happy to hear this flattering tone, "Okay, okay..."

Klein exerted a little force on his hands and took John Cox away in front of everyone in the tavern.

He carried John Cox and walked slowly along the street, gradually approaching the alley he had chosen.

Klein had done his homework in advance and had visited all the nearby places this afternoon, memorizing several suitable locations.

The journey went very smoothly. No one suspected that the man who was holding the drunkard like a friend was about to take his head off. Even when he met an acquaintance of John Cox on the road, he was not exposed.

Gradually, the two entered the alley. Klein quietly reached into his sleeve and pinched the tarot cards between his fingers.

"Hey?" John Cox suddenly felt a headache. He had almost fallen asleep with his eyes closed, but he opened them and looked around. "Idiot, we're going the wrong way! You..."

The sound stopped suddenly.

John Cox opened his mouth, making a "Uh...uh..." sound, looked at Klein in disbelief, and fell to the ground with a "bang".

Blood flowed from the neck.

"Clap clap clap!"

applause.

"Great hunt." Eve and Rarity came out of the alley.

"It went smoothly, but not even a single battle took place." Klein threw the blood-stained tarot cards on the ground and took a deep breath. The strong smell of blood immediately hit his nose, and Klein immediately held his breath.

"Haha, fortune tellers aren't good at direct combat. Why use your weaknesses to attack others' strengths?" Eve said with a smile, "Conspiracy and subterfuge are also a form of strength."

Klein nodded. "I understand. After all, we prepared so much for a possible battle. Although I hoped it wouldn't happen, I was still a little disappointed when it didn't."

Then he asked, "Can we go and redeem the bounty now?"

"No," Eve said, "You can only change it tomorrow."

"Do I really have to cut off the head?" Klein was somewhat resistant. What happened today was already a big shock to him. If he were asked to cut off another person's head with his own hands, he simply couldn't bear the thought.

"You can also bring the entire body in exchange for the bounty," Rarity said, licking her fur, "or some other proof that the person was killed and that you did it."

Eve smiled and put John Cox's body into the mirror space.

"I'll bring you here tomorrow to exchange for the bounty. How about we each split it in half?"

Klein nodded and silently calculated in his mind that at his current speed, he would be able to pay off his debt quickly.

(End of this chapter)