Part 2 The Faceless Man Chapter 93 The “Giant” Bishop

　　In the late afternoon, Klein sat down in the sitting room’s easy chair, taking in the warmth of the fireplace and picking up the information that Eisinger’s assistant had just delivered.

　　Immediately after his morning’s thoughts were praised by that great detective, Caslana said that she needed a similar file, while Stuart sighed in a low voice, saying that he had believed before that Klein was an excellent detective from his composure and calmness when he had confronted him with that case in Atru, but what he hadn’t expected was that he would be so good at what he did.

　　At the same time, he told Klein that if he needed manpower and help, he could go to him, and that he knew a lot of friends in the detective circle in Birkeland.

　　Eisinger Stanton also promised to contact the police department immediately and try to provide the appropriate information to the detectives who needed it before nightfall.

　　He is indeed very reputable.

　　The next tarot meeting, I have to let the “world” to ask the small “sun”, ask about the characteristics of the sequence 6 “demon”, ask about this sequence of extraordinary people have what ability! …… I didn’t want to get involved before and forgot to collect the appropriate information, but now that I’ve decided to help, I need to be prepared so that I don’t run into danger and not even know what’s going on. …… Klein pondered for a few seconds, lowered his head, and under the light of the gas lamp, he looked over the last twenty years. Unsolved serial murder cases in the entire Rune Kingdom.

　　And it was a lot less than he’d expected.

　　Four in Berkland, five total in the other cities, adding up to a total of only nine!

　　”Well, although the concept of DNA testing has yet to appear in this world, and even more so, it lacks many of the necessary forensic techniques, but under the impetus of the Great Emperor, there is already a relatively well-formed ‘fingerprinting’, and there are also transcendental means such as psychics, divination, and dream-entry here! Individual homicide cases that don’t involve nobles, tycoons, or officials, the police department tends not to turn to the extraordinary squads of the three major churches, but serial killings have a very bad impact and are prone to cause panic, so they’re bound to make the most sensible choices……. In this way, only a few of the serial killings that have remained unsolved for two decades are in line with reason and logical.” Klein quickly figured out the cause.

　　He collected his thoughts and went through the cases one by one.

　　With insufficient information to divine, he initially picked out two serial murder cases that might be related to the current events, intending to use them as an initial entry point.

　　One case occurred four years ago, with five victims, all single and with a child, prostitutes who had been abused before their deaths but lacked signs of having sex with someone.

　　The police in charge at the time thought that the murderer must have known the prostitutes, otherwise it would have been impossible to pick out the single with one child type with precision, and they identified a number of suspects by starting with people living in the neighborhood and a few of the prostitutes’ regulars, but ultimately failed to locate the actual murderer.

　　Although the file only slightly mentioned that sentence, but Klein obviously see, they asked the three major churches of the extraordinary help, but unfortunately, still failed to solve the case.

　　With the extraordinary ability of the “Abyssal” pathway, it is not against the occult to see that a woman has had traces of depravity, and it is also true to see that the other party is a prostitute, but it is not reasonable to see that the other party is currently single, with one and only one child …… The police’s thinking is correct, so the problem lies in the What is the problem? Is the real killer, like me, able to fight off dreaming, divination, and seances, and evade the low to mid-order night watchmen or vicarious punishers?

　　Possibly, although the major churches do not lack the knowledge of “serial killers”, but the other side may have other encounters! Klein picks out some of the problems from his own point of view.

　　I’m analyzing them in a “kindred spirit” ah …… did not live up to the last name Moriarty …… He laughed at himself a little, and decided to prioritize the target is still the four suspects.

　　”Well, let Mr. Stanton determine the current address and status of those suspects through the police, ask Stuart to find someone to assist, I won’t go out directly, lest I meet an official extraordinary person, and when we figure out the situation, then we’ll collect the suspects’ belongings to conduct metaphysical reasoning on top of the gray mist.” Klein quickly drew up a plan.

　　The second case happened eleven years ago, when there were four broken bodies one after another, originally, these cases were not merged until the police had suspicions from the way the bodies were handled, and then it was recognized as a serial murder case, the victims were people who worked late and came home, there were men and women, they were not robbed of their belongings, and they did not have any common relationship with each other.

　　The case never led to a suspect because of the most valuable delay.

　　”This is a problem caused by mistakes, if the help of a ‘psychic’ is called in soon, then the resentful souls of the dead may even gather around the murderer …… Of course, it is also possible that the murderer may even ‘kill the souls ‘ off, just like this one now …… The body of the deceased should only have ashes left, it’s hard to start ah …… “Klein rubbed the corner of his forehead, seeing that it was already dark, and for the time being, he stopped thinking about the case, and rose from his easy chair and left Minsk Street.

　　He had things to do tonight!

　　He had to go to the South Side of the Bridge, to the Harvest Church on Moonflower Street, to see Bishop Utravski, to try to get the formula of the “apothecary” – this matter, he had already divined whether it is dangerous or not.

　　For Klein, it would be very helpful to have an apothecary as a henchman.

　　He would get hurt, get sick, and meet enemies who could do him harm, and a ready pharmacist would be a strong support for him.

　　After a quick turnaround in the East End, a dressed-up Klein took the steam subway across the Tassock River to the South Side of the Bridge.

　　Along the way, the dimness of the subway line and the corresponding gas lamps made for an impressive scene.

　　Switching to a public carriage, Klein arrived at Moonflower Street and found the small, narrow Harvest Church without needing to recognize it.

　　This golden-colored church had the more striking spire and the emblem of life inscribed on the facade, a sketchy baby surrounded by symbols of ears of wheat, flowers, and springs, which was quite different from the surrounding buildings.

　　At the moment, the church was dimly lit and there seemed to be little congregation.

　　Klein dived in from the side, discreetly painting his face with oil paint instead of relying solely on his ability to create illusions.

　　Inside the church hall, rows of pews were neatly arranged, with a huge emblem of the Holy Spirit of Life at the top, flanked by a single lit candle.

　　On one of the seats in the front row was a tall man in his forties or fifties wearing a brown clerical uniform.

　　He seemed like a small mountain just sitting there, giving a great sense of oppression.

　　The man wore a bishop’s fedora, his eyebrows were light and sparse, and there were obvious wrinkles at the corners of his eyes, on his cheeks, and around his mouth; at this time of the day, he was keeping his eyes tightly closed, his hands clasped together against his jaws, and he seemed to be doing the most devout penance.

　　Suddenly, he opened his eyes, revealing a light blue color.

　　”Mother God’s church will not reject anyone, why don’t you go through the front door?” Without looking up, this forty to fifty year old man spoke in a low, soft voice.

　　”You are Bishop Utravski?” Klein stepped out of the gloom.

　　The tall man in brown bishop’s clothes replied in a gentle tone:

　　”I prefer to be called Father.”

　　”Father Utravski.”

　　”Yes, Mr. Bishop.” Klein gave a deliberate laugh, “Your name and your height tell me that you are a Vrsak, why do you believe in Mother Earth Goddess?”

　　Bishop Utravski slowly raised his head, gazed at the Holy Emblem of Life in front of him, and said with emotion:

　　”I was born in Indo, on the coast of the Mesopotamia Sea, and am an avid fighter and killer.”

　　Indo? He was indeed a person from the Forsak Empire …… Klein nodded his head faintly and unnoticeably.

　　The Intersea was the natural dividing line between Rune, Intis and Forsak, with the east coast belonging to Rune, most of the west coast belonging to Intis, and to the north were those few famous port cities of the Forsak Empire, such as, Indo.

　　In addition, the Mesopotamia Sea also spreads to the northeast, penetrating all the way through the territory of the Forsak Empire and connecting with the North Sea, and that part of the sea has many islands, which are the habitats of animals such as ice bears and seals.

　　Hunting bears and fishing for seals were exactly the traditional programs of the local Forsak population.

　　As his thoughts wandered slightly, Bishop Utravski continued to look ahead and said:

　　”I committed a serious crime, fled to the Sunia Sea, and became a ferocious pirate.”

　　”Before I truly descended into the hell of my mind, I was fortunate enough to meet a missionary of the Mother Goddess.”

　　”After that day, I understood the preciousness of life, the charm of all things that grow, and gained pure joy originating from life itself, and I made a vow before the holy emblem of the Mother God to spread the faith of k to other lands as penance for my bloody past.”

　　”So, I came, I came here.”

　　In a calm but emotional voice, Bishop Utravski stood up, standing over two meters twenty, with a robust physique and a taut clerical uniform, like a legendary giant reappearing in the Northern Continent.

　　Real giants are three to five meters, with a vertical single eye …… The people of the Forsak Empire are generally tall …… No wonder they have always called themselves the Giant Remnant, believing themselves to have giant blood …… Klein had to crane his neck back to see the face of the “priest”.

　　”What are you doing here?” Bishop Utrafsky inquired with his head bowed.

　　”I heard that you have something you want to entrust, and the payment is the formula of the ‘Apothecary’?” Kline, who had made a disguise, asked bluntly.

　　Bishop Utrafsky was silent for a few seconds and said:

　　”Yes.”

　　”Although I don’t know where you heard about it, there is indeed this matter.”

　　”Then, what is the mission?” Klein asked with a smile.

　　Utravski looked at him deeply for a while and said:

　　”I don’t think you can fulfill my commission.”

　　”Perhaps I can? Gotta know the specifics so I can make an assessment.” Klein frowned slightly.

　　Utravski towered like a giant pillar and said after a few seconds:

　　”My commission is ……”

　　He closed his eyes as he said this:

　　”Kill me.”