Mystery: emerging from the wilderness of knowledge

Early Thursday morning, Renekton and Klein came to a cheap cafe in the East District together.

Renekton's original plan was to find the Zimenger Party, while Klein wanted to fulfill the agreement with Old Kohler, his informant in the East District.

Renekton followed Klein into this cheap cafe and stopped at a corner.

Before the two men called, there was already an old man wearing an old thick jacket sitting here, drinking a cup of tea that had almost no tea flavor, and paired it with a loaf of black bread.

Klein sat down directly across from him, took out a stack of banknotes that he had prepared long ago, and pushed it to the other party.

Old Kohler looked at them straightly. After a while, he reached out and took them over tremblingly.

He looked at it repeatedly and even raised his hand to wipe his eyes. He didn't even notice that Renekton was also sitting at the table. A smile appeared on his somewhat numb face and he said:

"At the dock, we carry heavy goods, step in the cold and dirty water, and do some troublesome cleaning, which only costs about one sole a day."

Klein listened silently, and then said after a few seconds:

"What have you heard recently? What have you noticed?"

Old Kohler carefully put away the funds given to him by Klein, took another sip of weak tea and said:

“I don’t know where a saying came from recently, saying that since we believe in one of the seven gods, why don’t we pray directly to the Creator at the source?”

“Saying that He is in every body and in everything, and never truly passes away.”

"Pray to Him, we can be saved, and His brilliance will guide us out of suffering and reach a world where everyone is happy and equal!"

This. Aurora theory after making some changes? Has Aurora begun to notice the lower class people in places like the East End and Docklands? .How does this concept of a world where everyone is happy and equal relate to the Aurora Society?

Klein's suspicious eyes fell on Renekton aside, trying to see some changes on his face.

Renekton responded to Klein's gaze calmly, with a smile on his lips. He opened and closed his lips slightly and silently said something to the other party:

This kind of Aurora Society is better than a terrorist organization, right?

Old Kohler did not notice the interaction between the two and continued to talk:

"Mr. Detective, according to your instructions, I paid attention to the affairs of the female textile workers. Their struggle ultimately failed."

"But, well, the leading guys became factory supervisors, and a third of them lost their jobs."

"Some of them are actively looking for new jobs, some have become street girls, and some have gone to unknown places. The entire East District is in chaos."

The inevitability of the times, the promotion of the Black Emperor and the Dreamer, these are necessary sacrifices for them. Sure enough, the demon of knowledge who promotes civilization and spreads knowledge is more in line with my concepts and personality!

While Renekton was pondering, Old Kohler had already finished telling Klein the information he had learned.

Klein picked up the cane and hat that were placed aside, stood up and said:

"Take me to see them. I'm a detective. Maybe I can help them find someone."

Before Old Kohler said the words of rejection, he spoke again:

"I also do volunteer work occasionally!"

Under the leadership of Old Kohler, Renekton and Klein came to a room in a slightly old apartment with a lot of moisture.

Renekton did not go in, but just watched all this quietly from outside.

A middle-aged woman with a lot of wrinkles on her face, her eyes were lifeless, and she was starching clothes numbly.

There was also a seventeen or eighteen-year-old girl wearing old, thin clothes, sitting by the bed, sobbing constantly.

Renekton, who was standing alone outside, didn't wait long before Klein walked out with Old Kohler.

After Old Kohler said goodbye, he waved and walked to the other side of the street.

Klein's eyes fell on Renekton, who was standing quietly aside with a calm expression:

"Let's go, it will take some more time. I want to help them find someone."

Renekton nodded noncommittally and said:

"No problem, I don't lack this little time. There is a saying: The world is in tatters, but there are always people who can mend it."

"Ha!" Klein said self-deprecatingly: "I only provide some help where I can see it and within the scope of my ability that has no impact on myself. It is far from that noble!"

"There is no need to belittle yourself. At least you are more empathetic, kind and upright than me and most people in this world. You are also willing to help others."

There was a rare seriousness in Renekton's voice.

While speaking, Klein had already taken Daisy's "Word Book" and started divination.

"The results are there, heading northwest. It's not possible to determine whether it was disturbed at the moment."

Klein quickly came to a conclusion based on his divination.

Following the divination revelation, the two of them walked all the way out of the East End, constantly changing directions, and finally arrived at Aires Street near the West End in the Jowood District. They stopped at a house with a vast lawn, a wide garden, a careful fountain square and a marble statue. forward.

Renekton's eyes flashed with a lavender halo, and he casually glanced ahead.

I saw the guards patrolling back and forth inside the iron fence, the vicious dogs sticking out their tongues, and the Beyonders inside the house.

Klein also noticed the tight security here and frowned slightly:

"What kind of place is this? How could the disappearance of an ordinary East District girl be involved in such a dangerous place?"

"This is the home of the wealthy Capin. Obviously, the little girl named Daisy encountered a large-scale human trafficking organization."

Renekton revealed some of the information he knew.

Klein was silent for a while, recalling the information about Capin.

In many rumors, he is the leader of a bloody criminal group and is related to many cases of missing girls!

In reality, he is a rich man who knows many big people.

Renekton saw the changing expression on Klein's face, patted him on the shoulder and said:

"Come back at night. There is more than one Beyonder in that house. No matter what you want to do, there is too much movement during the day."

Klein's face became much heavier, he sighed and nodded slightly.

Renekton didn't take back his hand on Klein's shoulder, and took Klein directly into the spirit world to roam, and left in front of Kapin's house.

In a small booth in a cafe.

Forsi had been communicating with the old man across from him for some time and found out that his name was Lawrence Nord, who came from Jianhai County and was a public school teacher.

She was probably certain that the other person was from the family that Mrs. Anlisa mentioned. Could he also be an Extraordinary? Does he have the power of divination?

Forsi took a sip of coffee, organized his words and said:

"I used to be a doctor in a nearby private clinic. At that time, Mrs. Anlisa often came to see me. At that time, her husband Roberto had passed away."

"I occasionally talk to her and help her do some things."

"So, she finally made a will, leaving her savings and cash to me, and donating jewelry, books, furniture and other things to charitable organizations, which was supervised by the law firm she appointed."

Because she was worried that the old gentleman opposite him was also an Extraordinary and had the ability of divination, Fors did not choose to lie, but only slightly concealed some things. For example, Mrs. Anlisa gave herself the Extraordinary characteristics inherited from her husband.

Lawrence reached out and pinched his forehead and said:

"What a shame."

"Thank you for your narration, it made me understand something."

"By the way, where are Loboro and Anlisa buried?"

"Greene Cemetery."

Forsi replied, then took out his pocket watch from his bag and looked at the time and said:

"Mr. Lawrence, I have something else to do. It's time for me to leave."

Lawrence did not stop him. After getting up and sending the other party away, he sat down again, rubbed his temples in distress, and said silently to himself:

"Lao Boluo passed away and left no children. I don't know where his extraordinary characteristics were taken by Anlisa. She didn't want to contact us at all and didn't want to bear the responsibility of the last name."

"Is the Abraham family really going to slowly die out like this?"

Sitting in a cheap cafe, Lawrence could not help but recall the sufferings the Abraham family had suffered over the years.

He originally came to Backlund to look for his two brothers, Lao Boluo and Sam.

Now, he suddenly discovered that he was the only member of the Abraham family from his father's side.

He himself is nearly eighty years old, and all his children were caught in the disaster brought about by Botis, the mysterious saint of the Aurora Society.

Just thinking about these, the sadness in his heart could not stop flowing out.

What really pained him was that he couldn't see the hope of revenge or the dawn of the family's glory again.

"Where is the future of the Abraham family?"

Lawrence picked up the coffee on the table and took a sip, then fell into a long silence.