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Chapter 123 ShoppingTitle of the Book: Mystery: Fire and the Fool's Path Author's name: December's Stranding Chapter word count: 3372 words Update time: 2025-06-14 13:00:00
Sunday, July 22, 1 p.m.
Caroline, who had greeted Klein in advance with ritual magic, was waiting outside the door of Harrods department store in the Howers district.
She checked the time on her pocket watch, looked towards the south of the street, and tapped her heels lightly.
Her attention was focused on the public carriages because, as far as she knew, Klein would most likely take the cheaper public carriages when traveling.
But after waiting for a while, Caroline actually forgot that the familiar figure was slowly turning around the corner.
"Why did you just walk over here today? Can the fortune teller's physical fitness also be improved?"
Caroline blinked in confusion, but she quickly realized that Klein might have come directly from Zouteland Street. After all, he said that the Nighthawks' headquarters was on that street.
Holding a black silver-studded cane and wearing a half-top hat, Klein immediately quickened his pace after seeing Caroline and arrived in front of her in no time.
"What happened?" Klein asked with concern.
The prayer Caroline had given him just now only told him to gather at Halls Street as soon as possible, but did not specify what it was about.
Klein thought of many possible scenarios regarding Halls Street, but no matter how many he thought about, it would not be as easy as asking the person directly.
Facing Klein who was walking in front of her, Caroline looked him up and down and asked curiously:
"You're going to work on Sunday too?"
"My work and rest schedule is different from that of ordinary workers. Sometimes I take a break on weekends, but most of my break time is on Mondays. Otherwise, I wouldn't set the tarot session at 3 pm on Mondays."
Klein answered and raised his hand to adjust the position of his hat.
"That's really hard work...Okay, let's go."
Caroline shook her head, then grabbed Klein and started walking towards the nearby Harrods department store.
"Hey, where are you taking me?"
Since he was now outdoors, Klein instinctively wanted to resist Caroline's pull, but as a fortune teller, there was no way he could possibly overcome the strength of a hunter.
Feeling the strength in his arm, Klein couldn't help but wonder why, although they were both Sequence 9 and his digestion progress was faster, there was such a huge difference between their paths.
In order to prevent his subsequent behavior from becoming like being dragged by Caroline, Klein only symbolically resisted at the beginning, and then simply compromised and followed Caroline.
"Take your time, don't rush, I won't run..."
Klein noticed the strange looks from the customers around him. His cheeks flushed as he lowered the brim of his hat and spoke to Caroline in a low voice.
"What are you taking me to do?"
"Mr. Moretti, when you go out, you give yourself an identity, and the most direct basis for outsiders to judge your identity is your attire."
Caroline walked briskly, dragging Klein towards the mall, her eyes clearly searching for clothing stores in the department store.
"You want to take me clothes shopping?" Klein opened his mouth in surprise and persuaded with a wry smile.
"I have enough clothes to wear. I have a decent suit because I accidentally broke it during a previous mission. The church can reimburse me for it. And when I go out, I can rely on my trainee inspector's ID and badge to identify myself. I don't need to rely on clothes..."
"You can't show your ID to everyone, can you?"
Caroline said, turning back and winking at Crane.
"Besides, buying you a piece of clothing is also a return gift from me. Well, to thank you for saving my life the night I drank the potion."
"I thought you would mind the time I played tricks on you and scared you so much..."
"I'll settle that matter with you later when I have the chance."
This is really a one-size-fits-all situation. Although Caroline said this, judging from her expression, she no longer cared about Klein pretending to be a mysterious being.
Soon, Caroline found a men's formal wear store inside a department store.
Klein looked up at the sign at the door and was shocked to recall that this was a well-known high-end brand. He subconsciously wanted to persuade Caroline to go to another place.
But Caroline didn't intend to accept his advice and forcibly pulled him into the store.
"Hello, please measure this gentleman's body. We would like to order a formal suit for him." Caroline said to the clerk in a cheerful tone.
The saleslady in the clothing store saw a young lady dragging another young gentleman into the store in a rather strange way.
She was stunned for a moment, but when she saw Caroline pulling Klein's arm, she immediately smiled with understanding.
"Okay, sir, please stand a little closer~"
Several shop assistants laughed at Klein, making him want to take off his hat to cover his face.
"I think we should change to another one..."
Just as Klein was about to say something to Caroline, he was pushed from behind by the latter.
"Okay, man, stop dawdling. You weren't like this before."
"Before, before, didn't we just know each other for one day..."
Klein wanted to struggle one last time, but when he saw the clerks had already taken out rulers and tools and were approaching him, he gave up struggling completely.
The shop assistants skillfully helped Klein take off his coat. They originally wanted to hang the clothes on the hanger next to them, but Caroline knew that this cheap suit was a valuable legacy left by Klein's original parents, so she took it from the shop assistants and held it in front of her.
"Excuse me, do you just need to measure the formal style?"
The salesgirl approached Caroline enthusiastically and asked.
Caroline looked at Klein, thought for a few seconds, and replied:
"No, please customize a complete set for us, including shirts and trousers... and ties and hats."
"Okay, please wait a moment~"
The clerk suppressed her smile and nodded to Caroline. After returning to the other clerks, she whispered to her companions:
"Are the young people in Rune so open-minded now?"
The store manager standing nearby looked at Caroline's clothes, then looked at the shirt on Klein, and whispered as if he understood something:
"This is a perfect match, a handsome gentleman and a beautiful lady... But it seems that the lady is the one who holds the economic lead. I think there must be some special quality in this gentleman that attracted her so deeply..."
"Ah, this is a story that only appears in romance novels... I actually saw it in real life...!"
Klein, who stretched out his hands to let the clerk measure his body data, heard their conversation clearly. He began to stand more and more uneasy, and his whole body became extremely stiff.
He looked at Caroline for help, but Caroline was holding his clothes and choosing a hat nearby. She was far away and didn't seem to be paying attention to the discussions.
"My reputation is about to be ruined..."
Klein thought helplessly. He even began to consider whether he should move away from Tingen with his family and how to apply to the Nighthawks.
"Hey, Lao Zhou... uh, Klein, what do you think of this hat?"
Just when Klein looked ashen, Caroline walked up to him wearing a beautiful half-high silk hat.
The surface of the silk hat was extremely smooth, and judging from the material alone, it was a luxury item that Klein had never dared to imagine before.
However, even the most high-end clothing and hats still depend on the person who wears them. Klein's gaze slowly shifted from the hat to Caroline's light golden hair below, and then to Caroline's face with a happy smile.
Klein's thoughts fluttered, and he was distracted for a moment. Finally, he smiled softly and said:
"very nice."
...
The clothing store staff at Harrods were naturally very professional. It didn't take them too long to accurately measure Klein's body data.
After measuring your body, the next step is to choose the style of clothes.
The enthusiastic and sharp-eyed shop assistants selected three sets of clothes for Klein and asked him to go into the dressing room to change into them and try them on.
After trying on two sets of clothes, Caroline rejected them one by one because she always felt that those two clothes could not reflect Klein's temperament.
What is very strange is that in the past, Caroline would not have thought so much when buying clothes, and she would not have been able to see the relationship between temperament and matching.
Good clothes are those that can be worn. This was Caroline's previous principle for buying clothes.
While Klein was changing into his third set of clothes, Caroline asked outside about the time required to make a custom-made suit.
"Generally speaking, our formal wear takes 2 to 4 weeks to make."
The salesgirl smiled sweetly and explained the custom-made rules to Caroline.
"Of course, if the customer is willing to pay a little more, we can also expedite the production and arrange it in advance. While ensuring the quality, we can speed up the production progress."
Expedited production... As expected, no matter which world it is in, this model will come into being...
Just as Caroline was seriously considering whether it was necessary to expedite the production, Klein, who had changed into his third set of clothes, walked out of the dressing room.
"Oh! Miss, look!"
The clerk gently covered her mouth in surprise, and Caroline then turned her head to look.
Klein was wearing a black double-breasted suit with a black vest underneath and a white shirt as the base. Below that, there was a tight belt and tight black trousers. From this look, Klein's tall figure could be seen.
He was wearing a reserved smile, a black tie around his neck, and holding the half-high silk hat that Caroline had chosen.
"Wow, it's true that clothes make the man, look at you now, you look like a sir!"
Caroline was stunned for a moment, then she walked over with a smile and stood in front of Klein to look at his appearance.
"I always feel like you're playing some kind of dress-up game with me..."
Klein smiled helplessly and raised his hand to touch his messy hair.
"Waiting still has some value." Caroline pinched her chin proudly and patted Klein's shoulder.
Inadvertently, she noticed that Klein's collar was slightly raised.
Without thinking too much, she reached out to help him turn up his collar. And Klein did not refuse, tilting his head to make room for Caroline, while casually looking out of the clothing store.
This glance allowed Klein to see three girls walking in from other parts of the department store.
Klein's expression suddenly froze, and one of the three girls outside the store happened to meet his gaze.
"K, Klein?"
Caroline heard a soft exclamation from behind her, which made her look back subconsciously.
Outside the clothing store, three young girls dressed differently were looking at this side.
One of them was Klein's sister in this world, Melissa Moretti, who had a "spinach relationship" with Caroline.Chapter 124 DeliveryTitle of the Book: Mystery: Fire and the Fool's Path Author's name: December's Stranding Chapter word count: 2965 words Update time: 2025-06-14 18:00:00
Today was supposed to be a fairly leisurely weekend day. After studying hard for a week, Melissa could not resist the persuasion of her good friends Selena and Elizabeth, so she finally put down her gear and books and followed them to Harrods, a place she could not afford.
Even if you can't afford it, looking at those exquisite jewelry and beautiful clothes is a way to relieve fatigue.
But to be honest, compared to these cosmetics and jewelry, what attracted Melissa more were the various mechanical components and gear structures. If she had a choice, she would rather visit the Mechanical Museum.
However, now Melissa saw something that attracted her attention more than the mechanical gears.
Melissa widened her eyes and looked at her brother Klein in front of her in disbelief.
Her eyes darted around in the air, sometimes at the sign of the high-end clothing store in front of her, sometimes at the expensive clothes on Klein, and sometimes at the young lady in front of Klein who was behaving unusually intimately with him. She didn't know where to look.
Suddenly, Melissa reacted. With her excellent memory, she recognized the lady in front of Klein.
"Miss Caroline?"
Melissa murmured softly, and the next second, she subconsciously looked at her companion Elizabeth beside her.
The latter was also looking ahead with a rather shocked expression at this time, and Melissa could even sense a hint of inexplicable sadness from her.
"Melissa, isn't that your brother?!"
Selina pulled Melissa's arm in surprise, and the latter nodded woodenly and replied:
"I, I saw…"
Klein was stunned for a moment when he unexpectedly ran into his sister in the department store. Even Caroline was stunned when she saw Melissa.
After a moment's silence, the two of them separated in a hurry and stood side by side obediently.
Klein coughed twice awkwardly, and after a long pause he finally uttered:
"Melissa, you're shopping too."
"I, I just happened to have some free time, so I came here with my friends to take a look..."
Melissa rolled her throat, raised her hand hesitantly, and pointed at Klein.
"You, why are you with Miss Caroline?"
"this..."
Klein quickly made up a reason, but he really couldn't think of a suitable excuse.
At the critical moment, Caroline reacted immediately, hooked her arm around Klein's neck, pretended to be calm, and said carelessly:
"We are pen pals, pen pals. Uh, we have known each other for several years, but we just met recently...Ahaha, I never thought that you, Melissa, are his sister. Rune is really little..."
"What kind of excuse is that... My original self didn't have any pen pals at all..." After hearing Caroline's strong excuse, Klein couldn't help but whisper in Caroline's ear.
"Then you should give a more appropriate reason..." Caroline kept smiling awkwardly and responded to Klein vaguely through gritted teeth.
Klein's stomach gradually began to feel uncomfortable, while Melissa in front of him was still confused and asked unconsciously:
"Pen pal? Why didn't you mention it to me and Benson?"
"We are just pen pals by chance. I was afraid that you and Benson would think too much, so I never mentioned it..."
There was no other way. Klein could only continue speaking based on the excuse Caroline had made up.
He made up his mind that if he encountered such an unexpected incident again, he would never let Caroline make up an excuse in the name of the curly-haired baboon...
"But, even if we are pen pals, then..."
Melissa obviously hadn't recovered from the shock yet, and she really wanted to get more words out of Klein right now.
However, Selina on the side had already recovered from her surprise.
With a quick glance, she quickly took Melissa and Elizabeth's hands and smiled at Klein.
"Hello again, Mr. Klein. We are just strolling around. We won't disturb you."
"Hey Melissa, I suddenly have a piece of clothing that I really want to try on. Can you help me see if it fits?"
After saying that, she forcibly dragged Melissa and Elizabeth out of the formal wear store and disappeared from Klein's sight a moment later.
Only after the three people left did Caroline's body slowly relax.
She exhaled, and then wondered why she acted so guilty.
"That's not right. What are we afraid of? Isn't it okay to just say we are just ordinary friends?"
"If only you had thought of this sooner..."
Klein pinched his brow in pain. It seemed that he would not be able to escape an inquiry meeting at today's family dinner.
...
The sudden incident disrupted the two people's originally relaxed mood. After this incident, even Caroline felt a little uncomfortable.
She really needed to weigh her actions carefully, but to be honest, in her subconscious, her relationship with Klein was still similar to the relationship she had with her best friends in her previous life.
But even though that's what I said, I still have to buy clothes.
After choosing the style, the store clerks wrote down Klein's physical data and requirements.
Klein changed into his original clothes in the dressing room, while Caroline listened to the clerk outside explaining the price rules for custom-made clothes.
After roughly understanding the price required, Caroline readily agreed and prepared to take out the check she had gotten early in the morning from her pocket and start filling in the account information.
Caroline had just signed her name when she suddenly felt a strange sense of being watched coming from the side of her body.
Her expression became serious and she glanced over covertly.
Outside the formal wear store, in a busy department store, behind a shelf, Caroline saw a familiar bald uncle walking there nonchalantly.
"Mikhail...?"
Caroline frowned in confusion, wondering why the other party was also in this department store. Was there any special sale here today?
But then, she saw Mikhail giving her a clear look.
No, he didn't come to the store to buy things, he came to find himself!
Did something happen?
Caroline's gesture of holding the pen stopped in mid-air. Klein, who had changed back into his clothes and was straightening his shirt, walked over slowly and saw her standing there in a daze.
"What's wrong?" Klein asked.
Caroline quickly came back to her senses, smiled at Klein, quickly signed her name and account number on the check, and then handed him the pen while saying:
"I just saw a yogurt shop next door. I haven't tried the yogurt here yet!"
"I'll go get some yogurt. You can write whatever amount you want on the check. Um, please help arrange for expedited production."
Caroline said, then went on to address the clerk behind the counter.
Then Caroline walked out of the store at a leisurely pace, as if she was really going to buy yogurt.
Klein hesitated for a moment while holding the pen, then turned to look at the half-filled check by Caroline.
"I think the bank is closed on weekends..."
The saleslady said kindly:
"It's okay. This lady used a check from Backlund Bank. The local branch in Tingen is partially open even on weekends. We can use this to confirm the availability of the check."
"That's great." Klein breathed a sigh of relief.
"Well, please don't rush."
...
After Caroline walked out of the formal wear store, she actually went to the yogurt shop next door.
She had indeed seen the store just now, and she indeed wanted to eat yogurt now.
So she walked slowly to the yogurt shop and waited for a while. Out of the corner of her eye she saw Mikhail's big bald head coming from the other side.
"Two cups of classic yogurt, please!"
Caroline held up two fingers and said to the yogurt shop employee.
"Give me a cup of Feysac yogurt."
Mikhail then came to the yogurt shop, stood side by side with Caroline, and calmly expressed his needs.
Caroline did not take the initiative to talk to Mikhail, as if they did not know each other.
Then she noticed that Mikhail took out a 1-sule note, and underneath the note was a folded piece of paper.
Caroline understood what he meant and immediately took out money from her pocket and put it on the counter.
At this time, Mikhail's hand was still on the banknote. With a slight movement of his fingers, he moved the note to Caroline's hand.
Caroline then calmly grabbed the note and put it in her hand.
The yogurt was quickly served and landed in Caroline's hands along with the change, with the clerk's friendly "thank you for your patronage".
Caroline took the yogurt, put the change back into her pocket, and took the opportunity to secretly look at the note.
There wasn't much on the note, but just one glance at it made Caroline hold her breath.
Her eyes slowly opened, confirming again and again the information Mikhail conveyed to her.
When she turned around again, Mikhail, who was standing next to her, had disappeared.
"So you are here."
The call from not far away drew Caroline back to her senses. Klein, wearing his top hat again and holding a cane, walked out of the formal wear store and walked towards her.
As he got closer, Klein looked up at the sign and murmured:
"There's actually a yogurt shop here... I haven't even seen it outside."
"After all, this is a department store that only the middle class comes to."
As if nothing had happened, Caroline smiled and handed the other yogurt in her hand to Klein.
"Here, your portion of yogurt!"Chapter 125 August NightTitle of the Book: Mystery: Fire and the Fool's Path Author's name: December's Stranding Chapter word count: 3194 words Update time: 2025-06-15 13:00:00
After the clothing shopping incident was over, Klein and Caroline wandered around the department store for a while before going their separate ways.
Custom-made formal wear requires time to mature. Klein left his address, and the clothing store clerk will deliver it to his door. He doesn't need to think too much about it.
However, what Klein needed to worry about was how to deal with the gossip from his brother and sister during dinner that night.
According to Caroline's questioning of Klein a few days later, the family dinner at the Moretti family that night was filled with a strange atmosphere, and the silence was finally broken by Klein's brother Benson's questioning.
Benson and Melissa were very curious about how Klein became pen pals with such a wealthy lady from Backlund.
Fortunately, Klein had already prepared a reason in advance. According to his account, he and Caroline became pen pals at a letter exchange meeting held by Hoy University a few years ago. The opportunity came from the fact that they were both very interested in a certain mysterious history of the Quaternary Epoch.
Klein's original body was a student of history, and Caroline had also minored in history, which gave him enough room to operate, and he successfully fooled his brother and sister.
Although Benson had never met Caroline, through Melissa's "spinach incident", he and Melissa both agreed that Caroline must be a very good girl.
Therefore, the gossip did not stop there. Benson and Melissa even began to persuade Klein to invite Caroline to attend the dinner at the Moretti family.
Unable to resist the enthusiasm of his brother and sister, Klein had no choice but to go and make a real request to Caroline.
Caroline thought it was okay, but she didn't have much time for the time being, so she asked Klein to decline the invitation to the dinner and discuss it later when she had time.
This was also a good result for Klein. At least he didn't have to deal with those troublesome gossips.
So after this short episode, the lives of the two quickly returned to normal.
Klein continued to be busy with the Blackthorn Security Company, the Divination Club, and No. 2 Daffodil Street. The incident between Lanevus and the Aurora Society members was not shelved, but there was no effective progress either.
Caroline was not idle either. While trying to sneak into Frensen's factory to investigate the capital chain, she also took time to catch petty criminals at night, playing the role of "hunter".
The days passed slowly in peace and order, and without anyone noticing, July said goodbye, and the heat entered August with increasingly restless weather.
...
Tuesday, August 13, 11pm.
At the back door fence of a ceramic factory in the southern district of Tingen, Caroline, dressed in a brown hunter's suit, quickly climbed over the high wall and left the factory at night without anyone knowing.
"This is the last factory, but we still can't find anything..."
Caroline shook her head, stuffed the "silver key" around her neck back into her clothes, turned around and walked stealthily towards the alley between the two houses.
The operation of sneaking into the factory was not complicated. With the help of the "map" of the "Void Cube", she could easily see all the house structures inside the factory and whether there were any remaining people. She could sneak into Frensen's office without spending too much effort.
But unfortunately, she had searched all the factories owned by Frensen and could not find his bills from any office.
It seems that Frensen is still somewhat wise and knows that secrets of this magnitude must be hidden in a safer place, which poses a challenge to Caroline.
"Should we go to Frensen's house to look for the bills... or have those things always been kept by him..."
Having ruled out the factory, Caroline could only turn her attention to places closer to Frensen, but these places, without exception, were far more difficult to break into than the factory.
"We still have to think long-term..."
While thinking, she slowly turned into the alley and walked along the dark path towards the street at the other end.
After half a month of playing the role of "Hunter", Caroline has basically understood the alley structure in many areas. Compared with walking on the streets outside, moving through the alleys is undoubtedly more concealed.
At the same time, no one would accidentally see it.
Suddenly, Caroline felt an extremely terrible danger approaching her.
She paused in her tracks and her whole body trembled rapidly as if she had caught a cold.
Then, without much thought, almost out of instinct, she quickly rushed forward.
"Bang!"
The next second, a bullet hit directly where Caroline was originally, ricocheting on the bricks and stones on the ground and sparking a momentary spark.
If she hadn't dodged, the bullet would most likely have hit her head directly.
After a flying dive and a roll, Caroline quickly turned around and stood up, using her right hand to pull out a revolver from her waist behind her.
Her heart began to beat rapidly because of the sense of crisis, and her eyes looked at the alley behind her with unprecedented concentration.
The crimson moonlight sprinkled coldly on the ground in the distance, and the damp ground did not reflect any shadows.
Caroline's breathing gradually stabilized, and she slowly raised her head and looked up at the rooftop above.
In those deep blue eyes, the figure of the uninvited guest was reflected in the darkness.
In the dim light, Caroline could only see a flash of short red hair and the muzzle of a gun pointing at her.
Even though he knew he had been exposed, the attacker did not show any surprise or surprise. He said in a teasing tone, just like a normal guest who had been invited to visit:
"You reacted quickly. You didn't embarrass the Hunter."
Caroline smiled and pointed the revolver at the other person as well.
"Sir, suddenly expressing your passion to a woman is not in line with Rune's reserved character..."
"That's really disappointing for you. I'm actually a very friendly person towards women."
The attacker said, his eyes suddenly widening like a beast in a confrontation.
"But that assumes the woman is not from Williams' bloodline."
Caroline's eyebrows raised slightly and she suppressed her smile.
"Do you know my origins?"
"Haha, I've been tracking you in Tingen for so long, guess how much I know?" The attacker sneered chillingly, and the oppressive feeling brought by his superiority was something Caroline could not ignore.
"Ovis is such a lucky guy. If you randomly pick a potential Hunter novice in Backlund, you can find a Williams. Haha, I really have to thank him..."
"You know Ovis, and I know Ovis, so shouldn't we be friends?"
Caroline spoke in a relaxed tone, but she began to adjust her steps slowly.
"As a friend, shouldn't you tell me your name first?"
"You don't deserve to know my name. You just need to know that I am Soren and you are Williams... that despicable, damned traitor family..."
"Bang! Bang! Bang!"
Before Leonik finished speaking, Caroline didn't want to listen to his nonsense anymore.
She chose the moment when the other person was speaking at the climax, and quickly pulled the trigger three times. At the same time, she pushed her body forward and rushed out of the alley.
The bullet flew past Leonik, he easily dodged Caroline's shooting, raised the gun he had aimed at long ago and fired back at Caroline.
"Bang! Bang! Bang!"
Caroline moved her body left and right while sprinting, which slowed her down but helped her dodge incoming bullets.
"Bang! Bang!"
The bullets hit the ground in the alley and the walls nearby. The sound of gunfire and ricocheting bullets echoed in the limited space of the alley, mixing in Caroline's ears and stirring her calm thoughts.
Facing the flying shrapnel, Caroline turned around and fired a few more bullets.
Without any aiming, the bullet would naturally not hit Leonik on the house.
He watched Caroline running out of the alley as if he was admiring a rabbit running out of a cave.
If the rabbit hides in the hole, the hunter may be powerless to do anything to it. But if the rabbit comes out of the hole, then the hunter will be the only one waiting for it.
"There is no etiquette at all. Williams really has no inheritance. This is the fate of a traitor."
Leonik sneered, flashed, and quickly caught up with Caroline who was running below along the path on the roof with a gun in hand.
Caroline turned her head and saw that Leonik had already reached above her in just a few seconds.
She immediately adjusted her sprinting movement, stepped forward with her right foot to stop her body, and at the same time grabbed the wall on the side with her left hand. Then she turned quickly, pushed back with her left foot, and began to accelerate in the other direction.
"Bang! Bang!"
Leonic's bullet flew quickly and hit Caroline's side as she braked suddenly, piercing her raised hem but not hitting her body.
Caroline then rushed into another alley next to it, which was a long straight passage, and her body would be completely exposed to Leonik's gun.
But if she heard correctly, Leonik was out of bullets now!
"Very clever..."
Leonik sneered, but the anger in that smile became more and more obvious.
"I calculated the number of bullets I have and changed my direction at this time. Even if I carry a second gun, you can still take a gamble and see whether the Hunter can sprint faster or I can change the gun and aim and shoot faster."
"Williams... did he betray the Soran family by taking advantage of your cunning little tricks?"
Leonik kicked his feet and quickly jumped across the gap in the alley and landed on another roof, taking advantage of the terrain to continue tracking Caroline's footsteps.
At the same time, his hands flew rapidly in front of him.
He opened the revolver, threw out the shells, loaded new bullets in order, and pressed the revolver back... Even though his body was shaking while running, his hands were still very steady, and it only took him two seconds to reload the revolver.
Leonik raised his arm, aimed at Caroline below and shot again.
"Bang! Bang! Bang!"Chapter 126 Hunter's DeathTitle of the Book: Mystery: Fire and the Fool's Path Author's name: December's Stranding Chapter word count: 3425 words Update time: 2025-06-15 18:02:33
Caroline's actual sprint time was slightly longer than she had calculated. Before she had completely passed the alley, Leonic's bullet was already flying towards her.
But the sense of crisis always comes faster than gunshots and bullets. Almost at the moment the gunshots rang out, Caroline took advantage of the sense of crisis and quickly jumped forward a step.
Several bullets then grazed her boots and clothes and hit the ground behind her.
The flying speed of ordinary pistol bullets is close to the speed of sound. Caroline doesn't know how fast the bullets from the revolvers in this world can fly, but from the actual feeling, it should be slightly faster than the speed of sound.
After dodging the first round of shooting after Leonik reloaded, Caroline rushed out of the straight alley and came to the street outside.
"Bang! Bang! Bang!"
But Leonik continued shooting. This guy was even more rude than Caroline had imagined. He didn't seem to care at all who the gunshots would attract.
Another round of bullets was fired, and Caroline ran across the street, dodging left and right, and once again escaped the fate of being hit by bullets.
Then she rushed straight to another alley across the street.
"Because you know I have more shooting space on the street, you still choose to break into the narrow alley..."
Leonik smiled arrogantly, replaced the bullets, and jumped down from the roof in pursuit, came to the street, and followed Caroline to the same alley.
"Bang! Bang!"
But before Leonik could enter the alley, Caroline's bullet flew over quickly and intercepted him at the entrance of the alley.
Leonik dodged the bullet and glanced inside, only to see the corner of Caroline's clothes briefly passing in front of him.
"Stupid routine..."
He glanced at the footprints Caroline left on the ground, and instead of entering the alley, he turned and ran towards the corner in the other direction.
...
Caroline ran along the alley, raising her revolver behind her, guarding against Leonik's sudden appearance.
But when she ran a long distance, Leonik did not appear and he did not seem to choose to follow her.
After walking a long distance through the alley, the exit of the alley was just around the corner, but Caroline did not rush out rashly.
She stopped at the entrance of the alley, and using the cover of the left wall, she raised her aim at the block on the right, then changed direction to check the situation on the left, and then checked the roofs on both sides one by one.
There was no sign of Leonik, as if he had suddenly given up the chase.
But this was obviously impossible, Caroline would not be stupid enough to expect mercy from the attacker.
There was a high probability that Leonik was lurking somewhere waiting for his appearance. If Caroline was the attacker, she might choose to go to a more open place where it would be more convenient for her to shoot.
For her, this place is the roofs of the houses.
Caroline looked across the street, and if she remembered correctly, there was a large group of connected houses in front of her. The roofs above them were enough to support her to escape all the way to the junction of the South District and the West District.
And there, there will be a branch of the Tingen Police Department.
Caroline's eyes quickly scanned the streets in front of her and locked onto an alley.
She was going to find a place to climb onto the roof from there!
Having made her decision, Caroline immediately rushed out of the alley and headed towards it with a clear purpose.
However...
"Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!"
The gunshots that had been silent for a long time rang out again. Just by the direction of the gunshots, Caroline could tell that Leonik had climbed onto the roof again.
However, he did not show up while she was checking the street situation just now, but waited until she rushed out to the alley before taking action.
The bullet whizzed past, but it had hit the target in advance and flew towards Caroline.
To be more precise, it attacked the alley that Caroline wanted to enter.
"call out--!"
Even though Caroline quickly stopped, the nearest bullet flew straight past her head. The sound of the bullet breaking through the air was so terrifying in her ears, like the sharp blade of death flashing by.
Leonik used advance force to block her from entering the alley. If she insisted on breaking into the alley, she would definitely be hit by a bullet.
Caroline gritted her teeth, hastily changed her course of action, and rushed towards the next street corner.
However, Leonik did not seem prepared to give her this way of escape.
After a brief pause, Leonik had reloaded the four missing bullets, raised his hand, aimed at Caroline and shot again.
"Bang! Bang! Bang!"
His shooting was very accurate, purposefully blocking Caroline's advance and forcing her to run into a wide alley on the side to avoid bullets before she could reach the corner.
Seeing Caroline's figure disappear at the alley, Leonik's smile became more joyful.
"As a hunter, how could I not have investigated the terrain around here in advance?"
Leonik jumped down from the roof, rushed across the street, and climbed onto the roof of this side by clinging to several pipes of the house.
Next to him was the wider alley where Caroline had taken shelter. Here, he would have a more adequate field of view for shooting.
Moreover, at the end of this alley… it is clearly a dead end!
Leonik looked at the wall at the end of the alley and walked quickly along the edge of the roof. Then he raised his gun-holding hand and pointed it steadily at Caroline who was running below.
"Bang--!"
Caroline looked at the wall in front of her, calculating how high she could jump.
The wall was a little high, but she could climb over it.
Just a little acceleration, jump ahead of time, and grab the wall, and you can -
"puff!"
But all the actions came to an abrupt halt when Caroline suddenly felt numbness in the right calf.
She was shot!
Her right leg suddenly lost strength, and the impact forced her feet to go limp.
Caroline's body fell forward to the ground, tumbled several times, and finally hit the wall at the end of the alley.
Before the pain began to spread throughout her body, Caroline's right calf began to feel severe pain after the initial burning and numbness.
The pain came so directly, as if it was no less painful than the pain I felt that night.
Caroline, who had endured the pain of the gunshot wound, lost the ability to move. Her revolver fell out of her hand and fell to the side. She supported herself on the ground with her left hand and grasped her calf with her right hand in an attempt to relieve the pain from the gunshot wound.
But she had no such rest time at all.
Leonik walked slowly over and jumped down from the roof, landing in front of Caroline, keeping a certain distance from her - enough for Leonik to accurately hit anywhere he wanted to hit without giving Caroline a chance to fight back desperately.
"Why don't you run anymore? Are you tired and want to rest?"
Leonik taunted Caroline with the attitude of a winner. Every bad word he uttered seemed to be transmitted directly into Caroline's brain, making her unconsciously feel anger and unwillingness that would shake her reason.
"I see… You're just a Sequence 8? Ha, I thought you were an arsonist…"
Caroline lay on her side on the ground and responded to Leonik's provocation in the same tone.
"You know a lot. It seems that the Williams legacy has not been completely cut off."
Leonik grinned, the fierce gleam in his eyes visible even in the dim alley.
"I heard that the current head and wife of the Williams family were beaten to death like dogs. It seems that you are the last remaining bloodline of the Williams family."
"Once you die, the Williams bloodline will be completely cut off."
"How about you ask me for help? Maybe if I'm in a good mood, I won't kill you. I can take you back and keep you like a pig, and then you can fulfill your wish to continue to inherit the Williams bloodline."
"Taking your head back as a trophy will improve my status in the Soran family, but it would be a waste of talent for me to kill a beauty like you."
Listening to Leonik's endless stream of bad words, Caroline's anger began to accumulate passively.
This guy really won't let go of her last bit of value. Is he playing the role of a "provocateur"?
"The Soran family... are they the nobles of Intis? I don't know what grudge I have with you..."
Caroline spoke while panting and looking a little pale.
"Haha, if you want to blame someone, blame your ancestors. They were the ones who chose to betray us, and ended up being liquidated by Augustus."
"Settlement... Do you know the inside story of the so-called rebellion?"
"Do you want to be a more sober ghost before you die? Haha, do you think I can satisfy you?"
"What? You are a descendant of the nobility after all. Don't you intend to follow the nobility's spirit?"
"A fellow like you who has the blood of a traitor is not worthy of the generosity of the great Sauron."
Leonik smiled cruelly and spoke as if he was reading a verdict.
The muzzle of his gun slowly pointed at Caroline's head. The sewage soaked Caroline's hair, which stuck to her face, revealing her still sharp eyes.
"Tsk, tsk, what a pity."
Leonik shook his head regretfully, but the smile on his face did not reveal any real pity.
"Goodbye, Williams."
Facing the black muzzle of Leonik's gun, Caroline lowered her head as if accepting her fate.
She whispered softly:
"Ah, goodbye, Soran..."
Leonik suddenly felt something was wrong, the smile on his face immediately disappeared, and a sense of crisis instantly erupted from his right side.
"boom!"
A huge force suddenly broke through the wall, and a giant sword that seemed to be condensed from the bright morning light rushed out from behind the wall and slashed straight at Leonik's head.
Leonic was unable to dodge, and the Dawn Giantsword hit his head directly... but it did not actually touch his body.
An invisible barrier unfolded in front of Leonic before the giant sword fell, blocking the fatal blow for him.
"What--!"
Leonic exclaimed in shock, but before he could fight back, a figure holding the Dawn Greatsword rushed out from behind the wall and immediately took the next step.
The giant sword that seemed to be formed by the morning light suddenly collapsed, and the light compressed in it was immediately released in a brief moment.
The shining light instantly blinded Leonic who was facing the giant sword of dawn. In this alley, it seemed as if the sunrise was welcoming in a very limited space.
However, Leonik was the only one who was blinded.
Caroline, who was lying on the ground, raised her head immediately after she disappeared and picked up the revolver that had fallen on the ground. There were six bullets in it that she had loaded after entering the alley.
Without hesitation, she aimed directly at Leonik's head and pulled the trigger.
"Bang!"
The first bullet was blocked by the barrier in front of Leonik.
"Bang!"
The second bullet pierced through his barrier that was already on the verge of breaking.
"Bang!"
The third bullet hit Leonik's twisted head accurately.Chapter 127 Extraordinary Characteristics (First Update)Title of the Book: Mystery: Fire and the Fool's Path Author's name: December's Stranding Chapter word count: 3170 words Update time: 2025-06-16 13:00:00
The fatal bullet hit Leonik's head directly with a huge impact. His head was tilted to the side in an instant, leaving a bean-sized hole on the side of his face, but a large amount of blood spurted out from the other side of his head.
Leonik's eyes suddenly became dull and the expression on his face suddenly became paralyzed.
But the bullets continued to fly.
"Bang! Bang! Bang! Crack..."
Caroline tensed every muscle in her body, her eyes glared, she gritted her teeth and pulled the trigger desperately, shooting all the remaining bullets into Leonik's head.
Not until the head was almost completely destroyed and the revolver in her hand ran out of ammunition did Caroline's instinctive shooting slowly stop.
After a dull sound, Leonik's lifeless body fell limply to the ground. Caroline stared at his body, which was no longer moving, and slowly put down her hand holding the gun, exhaling with trembling lips.
Mikhail waved his hand to disperse the light that was gathered on him, walked forward a few steps, squatted down and turned over Leonik's body a few times, then turned back to look at Caroline and said calmly:
"He's dead. He died when the third shot hit him."
Caroline gasped, forced a smile, and replied:
"I'm afraid this guy's life is as hard as his mouth."
"He is only a Sequence 8. There is actually not much difference between low-sequence Beyonders and ordinary people. Even if their strength and speed have been improved, a fatal attack can still take their lives."
"Well... I really felt it." Caroline's chest heaved, and she subconsciously looked at the wall that Mikhail had just rushed out of.
Behind the wall was a very simple room that didn't look like anyone lived there, but if she was not mistaken, this should be one of Mikhail's several stays in Tingen.
He should have stayed here for some time, waiting to lure Leonik over.
Caroline stared at Mikhail's back as he squatted on the ground dealing with Leonik's body, her thoughts wandering as she recalled the day she met Mikhail in the department store.
At that time, Mikhail handed her a note with only a simple message and an address:
"Someone is investigating you in Tingen. If he wants to attack you, try to bring him to this address..."
The address on the note was the dead-end alley where Caroline was now.
She had come specially to confirm the location a few days ago, and there was only this dead-end alley nearby.
She was still wondering why Mikhail would let her lead the other party into such a dead end.
But after seeing Mikhail's actual combat scenes with her own eyes, she understood the reason for this arrangement.
This was more shocking than the explosion at the Lanevus Steel Company. After all, Caroline didn't see Mikhail use his extraordinary abilities that time.
Sequence 6 "Dawn Knight"… Is this the power that a mid-sequence Beyonder would possess…
Caroline nodded and sighed in her heart, but her eyes gradually became blurred and she began to feel a little tired.
This was a normal reaction after a strong emotional shock, and her brain was now filled with complicated thoughts due to excessive excitement.
Yes, it was the first time she killed someone, and it was a little later than she expected.
Although it was the other party who attacked first and she was acting in self-defense, Caroline still felt a little psychologically burdened.
In order to find an outlet for her emotions, she casually complained to Mikhail:
"This guy's timing of action is really unexpected. He waited for half a month and then suddenly attacked. I thought he would not take action..."
Mikhail answered while handling the situation:
"Since he was once a 'hunter', his behavior will inevitably contain some remnants of that."
"Carefully collect information, patiently wait for prey, and then hunt when the prey is caught off guard... Most hunters I've seen do this."
Listening to Mikhail's words, Caroline looked at Leonik's body being packed and couldn't help feeling a little funny.
A hunter who carefully observed the environment, predicted possible dangers in advance, and took the opportunity to launch an attack after collecting enough information actually fell into the trap of his prey.
If Mikhail hadn't reminded her first, Caroline might have really died tonight.
For a hunter, Leonik had done well enough. He had a good understanding of all the terrain and topographical advantages in the vicinity, and even basically knew which alley would lead to where.
But unfortunately, this hunt was an elaborate trap set by Caroline and Mikhail from the very beginning.
On-site observation and adaptability are important, and the collection of information is naturally equally important.
Leonik, obviously, lost because of the information gap.
However, Caroline did learn some new insights from Leonik's actions.
Actively track the hunting target, judge the behavior logic of the prey and make predictions...
But more importantly, we need to observe the environment more calmly, avoid rash actions, and plan everything carefully before doing anything.
As her thoughts surged, Caroline realized that her understanding of "Hunter" had improved a little bit. The digestion progress that she had previously gained from frequent role-playing had now undergone significant changes.
She could feel that her "Hunter" potion was on the verge of being completely digested. Just a little bit more, it seemed that she only needed a little bit of understanding before she could completely digest the potion.
"Is it because I set a trap and hunted down a Beyonder of the same path and one level higher?"
Caroline thought, her eyes returning to Leonik's body.
By this time, Mikhail had completely tied up his body and put it in a sack, just like Caroline's hobby.
However, Mikhail stuffed all of Leonik's remains, including the spurted tissue, into a sack, as if he was going to put Leonik back together later.
Caroline didn't quite understand what Mikhail was doing, so she just watched him stuff the body completely into the sack. Then he took out a bottle of something like essential oil from his body and dripped it a few times on the ground where there were traces of blood.
Soon, a light scent floated in the air, completely removing the smell of blood.
After cleaning up the scene, Mikhail stood up with a sack in his hand, used his boots to sweep up some dust to cover up the footprints and bloodstains, then turned to look at Caroline.
"Can you stand up?" He asked after carefully choosing his words.
Caroline nodded, turned around, lifted up her trouser legs, and took off the steel plate tied to her calf along with the bullet on it.
She never intended to bear the attack with her flesh and blood. Ever since she knew that someone might hunt her, she always carried this crude bulletproof equipment when going out.
The result of the shoddy workmanship was that the bulletproof effect was not obvious. Although the steel plate helped Caroline block the bullet, it was not completely blocked. Part of the bullet still penetrated the steel plate and pierced into her body.
With Mikhail's help, Caroline stood up from the ground and left the scene before the police or anyone else arrived.
...
Dozens of minutes later, Mikhail carrying a sack of corpses and Caroline walking with a limp walked into a house near the Tussock River in the dock area.
Caroline found a place to sit down and watched Mikhail throw the sack on the ground. Then he found a kerosene lamp, lit it and placed it on the table in the empty room.
Is this another foothold? How many footholds did Mikhail set up in Tingen...
Caroline looked at the layout of the room curiously, and then she heard Mikhail dragging a chair and sitting casually in front of her.
"There won't be any problem after this. I'll deal with the body later." Mikhail said calmly, his gray eyes full of nonchalance.
What would you do with the body... Caroline wanted to ask, but after seeing the Tussock River outside, she probably already had the answer in her mind.
And Mikhail continued:
"Because this is a commission from Ovis, I won't ask you for any fees or compensation. If there is anything you want to know, you can go back and ask him yourself."
"As for the rest of the spoils, if you want them, you'll have to pay accordingly."
Caroline was nodding her head at first, but when she heard Mikhail's next words, she asked curiously:
"Loot? What loot?"
Mikhail didn't say anything, but pointed to the sack containing the body on the ground.
Caroline looked in the direction indicated, and unexpectedly, she saw some light emanating from the sack.
Then soon, she smelled a strong stench that she couldn't ignore.
"What is that...?"
Caroline frowned and looked at the changes in the sack in astonishment.
"His extraordinary characteristics are being precipitated. It will probably be taken out in a while."
Mikhail calculated the time expertly.
Extraordinary characteristics? A new term I have never heard of...
Caroline thought about it and asked:
"What can the Beyonder ability be used for?"
Mikhail glanced at her, a smile inexplicably appeared on the corner of his mouth, and said:
"There are many things that can be done, such as making extraordinary items for use in certain ritual magic..."
"However, it has only one main and most direct effect."
"That means it can be used as the main ingredient for potions of the corresponding sequence."
The main ingredient of the potion...!?
Caroline's eyes widened in surprise. This was quite shocking information.
Leonik happens to be the "provocateur" of Sequence 8, which is exactly the next sequence.
Doesn't this mean that I can use this extraordinary characteristic to mix potions?
Caroline was about to be delighted, but suddenly she came to her senses.
If Beyonder traits can be used as the main ingredient of potions, and Beyonder traits come from Beyonders who have died, then doesn't that mean…
Is every Beyonder actually a walking potion...
Caroline's thoughts paused, and she looked at the corpse sack on the ground that had stopped changing with a complicated look.Chapter 128 The Witch and the Bill (Part 2)Title of the Book: Mystery: Fire and the Fool's Path Author's name: December's Stranding Chapter word count: 3410 words Update time: 2025-06-16 18:00:00
This bloody information lingered in Caroline's mind, forcing her to take time to digest the information.
But Mikhail obviously didn't care so much. When he saw the strange changes in the sack ended, he got up from his chair, walked to the sack and opened it.
The strong smell of blood and the stench instantly filled the entire room. Caroline pinched her nose instinctively and watched Mikhail tearing Leonik's body apart with smooth movements, as if he was handling a piece of fish on a chopping board.
He pulled something off the corpse's neck and threw it aside. Caroline looked up and found that it was a strange-looking necklace.
"It's an extraordinary item. He relied on this thing to block my fatal blow just now."
Mikhail explained to Caroline while reaching a hand into the hole in Leonik's skull. He rummaged around in there for a while and pulled out a dark black "stone".
This is the extraordinary characteristic of Sequence 8 "Provocateur"... Caroline looked at the stone that exuded a foul smell, and at its surface that seemed to have something flowing.
"If you want this extraordinary characteristic, I can help you seal it up. Then you can ask Ovis for it."
Mikhail wiped his bloody hands on Leonik's body, then stood up, holding the extraordinary characteristic, and looked at Caroline with calm eyes.
Caroline thought for a moment and asked rather implicitly:
"How much will I be paid for this?"
"If it's just the Beyonder characteristics, it'll be 800 pounds, and if you include the sealing process, it'll be 900 pounds." Mikhail said in a flat tone.
"You can bargain with Ovis, but the amount I get will definitely not be less than 900 pounds."
The price of one potion main ingredient is less than or equal to the price of the potion formula, two of them is almost twice as much, and one Beyonder characteristic can be used as two main ingredients...
Caroline calculated the price in her mind, then nodded:
"That makes sense, and I'm willing to take that deal."
"Then it's settled."
Mikhail said, turning his head to look at the clock on the wall.
"Can you rest here for a while before leaving, or do you want me to take you back?"
Caroline smiled politely and said:
"I can go back by myself."
Mikhail did not say anything. He put away his extraordinary characteristics, tied the sack tightly again, and then carried the body out of the house.
Caroline watched him leave silently. After a while, she didn't know if it was an auditory hallucination, but she seemed to hear the sound of something falling into the water.
...
Time passed quickly and it was August 15th.
In the temporary prison of the police station in the northern district of Backlund.
In a dimly lit small room, Hugh Dilcher, wearing a knight's training uniform, with messy hair and a stubborn look, looked at his novelist friend Fors Wall through the iron bars.
Fors, wearing a beige stand-up collar dress, sat on the chair with a tired look on her face. Although Fors always acted very lazy, Xio was sure that her friend was really exhausted this time.
"You must think carefully next time you do something. I went to see that guy. He is still unconscious in the hospital bed. The doctor said that there is a high probability that he will not be able to stand up for the rest of his life."
Fors covered her forehead lightly and joked with Xio.
"I've been thinking about this for a long time... If it weren't for something that happened before, I would have gone to fight that villain a long time ago..."
Xio tried her best to defend herself, but no matter what she said, she knew that she had indeed been a little too harsh at the time.
"In that case, you might end up in jail sooner."
Fors smiled, changed to a more comfortable posture and continued:
"But don't worry. I have already asked a nobleman to help you solve this problem through some channels."
"The other party is contacting a familiar barrister. You should be able to be released after the next court session."
Xio blinked, scratched his head a little embarrassedly, and said:
"Well, but I already have a defense attorney."
"Huh? What defense lawyer?"
Fors frowned in confusion, and the next second, she heard some conversation coming from outside the visiting room.
Then, the door opened. Fors turned around and saw a man in a suit and overalls walking in with a hearty smile.
The visitor glanced at Fors, and without any hesitation, he walked up and extended his hand to Fors.
"You are my client's friend, right? Well, you are such a beautiful lady, I am very glad to meet you!"
"Nice to meet you..."
Fors shook hands with him in confusion, then watched him walk to the iron fence and said to Xio:
"Ms. Dilcha, everything went very smoothly. The other party has agreed to the settlement agreement I proposed. You can rest assured and wait for the court hearing in three days."
"Of course, if everything could go more smoothly, you could even get a certain amount of compensation. You know, compensation for the mental damage caused by being arrested and imprisoned for no reason for being brave and upholding justice. This world is so sad that a person who helps poor people to uphold justice is actually arrested by these police without any evidence!"
What is mental damages compensation? Shouldn't we compensate the other party first?
Listening to the man's words, Fors felt her worldview distorted, and it took her a long time to react.
"Um, may I ask who you are...?"
Fors asked hesitantly.
"I'm a very helpful lawyer. You can call me Ovis Wein."
Ovis winked at Fors and gestured at her with his hands as if they were guns.
...
The night was deep, in a gray-blue house in the western district of Tingen, an emergency team of night watchmen gathered in a bedroom on the second floor of the house.
The expressions of the Nighthawks were quite interesting. Dunn Smith and "Corpse Collector" Frye were confused, "Poet" Leonard Mitchell was very confident, and Klein, who was standing aside, pinched his forehead, not knowing what to say.
After a long silence, Dunn Smith finally chose his words and repeated the shocking hypothesis Leonard had just proposed.
"You mean, the woman just now is most likely the 'instigator' Tris? He, um, she turned into a woman most likely because of the power of the potion?"
Leonard nodded with satisfaction and said:
"Yes, this is the most reasonable guess at the moment. It can perfectly explain why we have never found Tris's whereabouts, and why the upper echelons of the Witch Cult are all women without exception."
"This is too..."
Frye, the Corpse Collector, held back for a long time before saying the following words. Klein followed up with another sentence:
"This is so horrible…"
"Yeah, who would have thought that the reason we couldn't find Tris was that he turned into a woman... According to this line of thought, perhaps many high-ranking members of the witch sect were once men..."
Dunn Smith shook his head and sighed, but Klein was not thinking only of this.
If it was in my past life, this kind of power would surely attract many people, especially in my hometown... Wait, why did I think of this? Tsk, it must have been infected by Caroline. That girl always plays tricks in front of me, causing me to be led astray...
Klein gritted his teeth and subconsciously recalled Tris, who had transformed into a woman and whom he had met several times before.
If the potion power of the "Assassin" path can turn a man into a woman, then will there be potions of other paths that can turn a woman into a man...
He had good reason to think so, and Caroline's face reappeared in his mind.
Meanwhile, Caroline, whom Klein had been thinking about, was busy outdoors in Tingen.
...
The red moon was high in the sky, and Caroline's footsteps flashed through the shadows of the streets and alleys, turning from one alley to another.
The gunshot wound last night did not have much impact on her. When she got up this morning, she found that her wound had scabbed over.
This was all thanks to her crudely made bulletproof steel plates. Without these preparations, if she was hit directly by a revolver bullet, she might have been unable to move for a long time.
As for the commotion caused by her and Mikhail's siege of Leonik, she also used the "Void Cube" to investigate and confirmed that in the eyes of the Tingen police, this might just be an incident related to a gang fight and did not enter the sight of the official Beyonders.
It was a good thing that it didn't cause any trouble. After getting rid of the shadow of the stalker, Caroline was finally able to calmly continue her investigation of Frensen.
She just went around those factories and didn't see Frensen, which means that he is most likely at home or somewhere else today.
After several days of tracking, Caroline has basically determined several places where Frensen would appear at night, and she is now heading to Frensen's home in the North District.
"Rich people are different. They have multiple homes. I have to go to multiple places to confirm..."
As Caroline hurried on, she silently complained about Frenson's strange whereabouts, not realizing that she was actually a rich person.
Moving with a clear purpose, it didn't take Caroline too much time to reach Frensen's residence in the North District before the night got darker.
This is a single-family house with front and back gardens, but it is much smaller than Councilman Maynard's house. And because Frenson has no family, the house looks quite deserted at night.
Avoiding the patrolling police, Caroline quickly went up to the surveillance point, took out a telescope and began to observe whether there was Frensen in the house.
The front hall... No, not even the lights were on.
In the kitchen... there were two servants cleaning...
The bathroom... well, you can't see anything because the curtains are drawn.
Master bedroom...Oh?
Caroline's eyes quickly locked onto the only lighted room on the second floor. It was obvious that Frensen did not have a good control over privacy, and he basically never drew the curtains tightly.
Just like now, through the gap in the curtains, Caroline could clearly see Frenson sitting on the bed in the bedroom, looking seriously at a stack of things in his hands.
That thing, that shape, those densely packed words...!
Caroline had reason to believe that what Frensen was holding in his hand was the physical evidence she had been looking for for many days, that is, his bill, which could prove that he was unable to pay the unpaid wages.
Such an important thing is very likely to be carried by him!
Caroline was delighted that the bill that had been missing for a long time finally appeared in front of her.
Then the next thing to consider is how to get the bill...
Just as Caroline was thinking about a specific plan of action, she turned her eyes slightly and caught a glimpse of a carriage parked in front of Frenson's house.
She subconsciously looked in that direction, and soon she saw a graceful and familiar figure walking down from the carriage.