Chapter 260 "Boomerang"

Dang Dang Dang!
As the sky gradually darkened, the rhythmic sound of chopping vegetables came from the kitchen. Xio looked at Fors silently, and finally couldn't help but speak:

“Fors, how about I move out alone? You and Klein just happen to be renting here…”

"...Xiu, what are you talking about!" Fors waved his sore arms and said weakly:
"Hey, the physical training for the Substitute Punishers is too strenuous! I feel like my whole body is about to fall apart... Klein only cares about us and specially prepares a nutritious dinner for us! We can't eat those purchased 'junk foods'!"

“Junk food? The Dixie pie you had this morning… woooo!” Xio’s mouth was covered by Fors’s raised arm. She only saw her friend looking a little flustered, but only looking towards the kitchen… So she knew that Fors was in trouble, and she was in trouble because of this guy Klein!

Xio pushed aside his friend's arm, glanced at the figure in the kitchen, and complained in his heart:
Tsk, what's so good about him? He's not extremely handsome. He's just a little bit better at cooking, can say nice things and take care of people, has a slightly higher EQ, an acceptable IQ, a gentle personality, and decent ability...

Anything else??! Anything else!?

Xio saw the pot of bright red "chili peppers" that Klein was holding, and she took a deep breath of the aroma. Unconsciously, "sad" tears flowed from the corners of her mouth.

"What is this, what dish?"

Klein carefully placed the dishes on the matted dining table, then pinched his earlobes with both hands and said with a smile:
"Hmm, should it be called 'Mao Xue Wang'? It's a homemade dish based on the Elf delicacies of Sonia Island reported in the Maritime News! I used a lot of red peppers, but it's okay, I drizzled them with oil, and they only left the fragrance~
“This is also my first time trying to make this dish. I’ll need your suggestions later!” Klein said, then turned around and went back to the kitchen to work on the next dish.

"Okay, of course!" Xio smiled happily, and couldn't wait to pick up the knife and fork to start eating.

“…Xiu,” Fors held back her laughter and said, “How about I move out? You and Klein can rent here… That way you can eat every day…”

"..."Xiu was hit by a boomerang and felt pain in her heart. She thought seriously for a while and said, "How about the three of us living together?"

Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!
There was a startling sound of chopping vegetables with a kitchen knife in the kitchen.

……

The next day, Thursday, July 9rd.

Klein honestly found an agent and rented a house in the North District not far from St. Samuel's Church. The annual rent was 70 pounds... It made him so distressed that he jumped up and down. Of course, he still paid the money calmly on the surface.

And because he had the spatial item "Traveler's Bag", he didn't even need help from others to move, and he didn't even delay the night watchman from going to work...

At this point, Klein, the "god-favored parasite" of the Goddess Church who had stayed in the church's hotel for half a month, finally moved out and became a glorious "Backlund tenant." This is truly cause for celebration.

That evening, he returned to his "home" and felt that the house was empty. There were no brothers or sisters, no friends... This... I might as well be shameless and share the house with Fors and the others! Klein held his forehead and sighed.

After taking a short break and eating something, he went out again. He wanted to use his break time to investigate the "Whitechapel" case! Well, maybe he would run into the murderer when he was wandering outside at night! Regardless of whether the other party was a time traveler or not, it had seriously violated the law and morality!
……

Klein first took the subway, then rented a horse-drawn carriage to the vicinity of Whitechapel. It was already dark, and occasionally one or two people passed by with their heads down and hurried steps, fearing that one of their actions would provoke the cruel murderer and become the next victim. The coachman took the 4-sol note and reminded nervously:

"Sir, a murder has just happened here. You'd better hide in the church as soon as possible..."

After saying this, the driver urged the horses on and disappeared at the street entrance.

“…Thank you.” Klein thanked the carriage’s back, raised his head to admire the silver-white “Church of Wind and Lightning”, and then turned into the dark alley next to it.

According to his plan, it would be best if he could find items related to the murderer, so that he could use the "divination" blessed by the gray fog to see all kinds of information about the other party, and then take people to check the gas meter! If there are no related items and he has never seen the other party, even the divination on the gray fog will inevitably fail...

Hey.

Klein tapped the blood-stained ground with his cane. He silently recited the "divination sentence" and tried to use the "divination cane method". It was originally used to find lost items. If he held the target object, he could also track the target person.

But now he has no relevant items in his hands, so he can only use the dried blood of the "dead" on the ground to try to find a "divination medium".

Whoosh, a breeze blew, and the gold-inlaid cane fell straight towards him.

Klein was stunned. What happened? Did the divination fail? There were no clues of the "murderer" left nearby? He was really a cautious guy! Maybe he was really a "professional" killer!
Before he could try other divination methods, Klein suddenly heard a burst of hurried, messy footsteps! Followed by the sound of various guns opening their safety!
Kaka!

"Put your head in your hands! I am Louis Carter, the Sheriff of Silveras Field. You have the right to remain silent, but everything you say..."

Huh? Klein was shocked to find that there were seven or eight people on both sides of the alley, some wearing police uniforms and some wearing ordinary clothes, each pointing a revolver or rifle at him!
And what the sheriff said sounded very familiar! Was he treated as a criminal?

Shit! Klein didn't know whether to laugh or cry. When did Sivellas become so serious and responsible? He even set up an ambush here?!

Klein actually felt somewhat relieved!

Then he raised his hands and said dignifiedly:
"I am Senior Inspector Klein Moretti of the Backlund Police Department. Now I need to take out my ID from the right pocket of my suit!"

"..." Louis' expression changed several times. Such a young senior inspector? But it is also possible! If he is not lying... is he from that department? He immediately shouted:

"No shooting! Everyone! Alert!"

Then he still held the revolver high up at the "senior inspector" and indicated that he could show his ID.

Klein was thankful that he had obtained the Traveler's Bag for convenience, and since he had just moved, he packed all the items he might need with him... Otherwise, he would have to ask Ms. Daly to come to Sivellas Field to pick him up! How embarrassing!

(End of this chapter)