The Faceless Men Chapter 122: Exploring Verdi Street

　　”Pleasure” is the sequence 6 of the Witch’s Pathway, and Klein obtained its complete recipe when he channeled Mrs. Sheridan. Normally, although it’s hard to recall the specific content and must rely on dream divination to help reproduce it, but when he really heard the main ingredients covered, it would still feel familiar, and associations would be made.

　　He couldn’t help but give the seeker a sideways glance, confirming that the other party was a male in terms of skin color, build, voice, and the uncovered contours of his face.

　　The predecessor of the “Witch of Pleasure” is the “Witch”, regardless of the original gender, as long as they pass that level, they will be unified into a female, this is obviously not ah …… he has not yet become a “Witch”, “Witch”, he has not yet become a “Witch”. The “Witch”, what “Pleasure Witch” of the main material to buy? Hmmm …… Is he buying it for someone? Is he a partner or loyal subordinate of one of the witches?

　　However, the Witch Cult is an old and secretive organization, so there shouldn’t be any shortage of materials, and given their nature, it’s normal for them to use the extraordinary properties of their former members to make magic potions. …… The “witch” behind the buyer and the organization are out of touch? The organization is out of touch?

　　In the midst of his thoughts, Klein had the urge to track down the other party.

　　But after careful consideration, he rationally gave up this intention, not to mention whether or not you can bypass the “Eye of Wisdom” defense measures, lock the other side of the trail, just the opposite situation is not clear, it is too late to do divination and other factors, it is enough to make him choose to follow the will of the heart.

　　What if there is not only a “witch”, but also other powerful extraordinary people?

　　Moreover, it is good for a “witch” to be promoted to a “pleasure witch”, as the former will spread plagues and jeopardize many innocent people, but once she becomes the latter, her goal will be “pleasure”, which is simple! To put it simply, it’s less socially harmful …… Klein grunted.

　　The silk glands of an adult Widow Giant Spider already belonged to the more expensive and rare extraordinary materials, just like the Thousand Faces Hunter brain mutation pituitary gland and the human skin phantom characteristics that Klein needed to advance to Sequence 6, which was equivalent to half of a house in the capital city’s good location, so that the buyer did not get a satisfactory answer.

　　To be precise, no one gave him an answer.

　　The atmosphere of the party then became silent, until the chubby apothecary started selling the potions he brought with him.

　　After the previous attempts, he had many repeat customers, and in less than three minutes, he sold all the items he could, collecting more than 50 pounds in cash.

　　As Mr. “Wisdom Eye” announced the end of the party, the participants left in different orders, at different intervals, from different passages one after another.

　　Crane was in the middle section, and after dismantling his disguise by circling around to another secluded street, he immediately headed for the East End, arriving at Black Palm Street in the cold and smelly night, entering the one-bedroom house he had rented, and buying an underarm gun pouch on the way.

　　Without resting, he took out his revolver, opened the tin box containing the extraordinary bullets, took out two “purifying bullets,” two “hunting bullets,” and one “exorcism bullet,” and slipped them one by one into the holes. He inserted them one by one into the holes and placed the firing mechanism in the empty chamber.

　　After posing the revolver and testing the feel of the gun and whether it would fire properly, Klein put the revolver into his armpit pocket and busied himself with other preparations:

　　For example, to check whether there is any abnormality in the “all-black eye” inside the iron cigarette case, for example, to put the Aztec copper whistle into the iron box containing bullets, and with the help of the Holy Night Powder, to create a closed spiritual wall close to the surface, completed the shielding of the ancient exquisite copper whistle.

　　After confirming the shape and location of each of the three sigils, Klein went back to the Gray Mist above to do his divination, then put on his ducktail hat and headed out again.

　　His goal is the Bridge South, 32 Verdi Street, the place where the thief found the “master key”!

　　There may be clues to the apprentice’s subsequent formula or related items, Klein has long wanted to explore, but he suspected that the tragic death of the guy had turned into a spirit creature, and waited until he had purchased the “purification bullets” before he dared to take action.

　　Magicians don’t perform without preparation!

　　Before the steam subway stopped operating, Klein used the most money-saving way to arrive at the south side of the bridge, and changed into a public carriage to the vicinity of Verdi Street.

　　At this time, the night was late, and a fine rain with a biting chill was falling in Bakerland, the streets were nearly devoid of pedestrians, while the glow of the gas street lamps was made dense and hazy by the liquid that stained the surface of the glass, making everything look like it was in a dream world.

　　Klein circled around, observed the house at number 32, came to its side, climbed up to the second floor, and through the balcony door, which the thief had opened earlier but apparently couldn’t close again, easily entered the interior of the target.

　　–He did not have the “master key” with him, fearing that the item might cause an abnormal chain reaction in the place.

　　The layout of the house was the same as normal, with a corridor connecting the balconies on both sides running through the entire second floor, which was flanked by the bedrooms, washroom, sunroom, and living room.

　　Borrowing the scarlet moonlight shining in at the balcony, Klein saw that all the doors here had been opened, and all kinds of items inside had been thrown all over the place in a messy manner.

　　It should be the thief who did it earlier, he couldn’t take all the items, so he could only rummage through the most valuable ones……. However, he took the “master key”, so he didn’t have to open the door……. Klein He examined the rooms one by one, searching for things that might be related to the mysterious realm.

　　After an unknown amount of time, wearing black gloves, he came to the stairway with no luck.

　　He had just taken two steps down when a figure suddenly reflected in his eyes!

　　The figure was clinging to the wall at the corner of the stairs, his back facing Klein, and the black hair at the back of his head was so thick that it almost covered his neck.

　　Before Klein, who had already turned on his psychic vision, had a chance to observe, the figure suddenly moved!

　　Between the creaking of his neck, his head turned that way, while his body was still with his back to the second floor!

　　In the hazy, faint, illusory scarlet light, the figure’s eyes bulged out completely, written with fear.

　　Snap, snap!

　　Those two eyeballs fell to the ground.

　　Bang!

　　The figure’s head detached from its neck and smashed onto the wooden stairs.

　　Long ago, it was already dead, with no spiritual glow …… Klein calmly watched and judged, as if everything that had just happened was just a farce.

　　He made a guess from details such as the other man’s outdated black clothing and the many rooms open on the second floor that this was another burglar, one who had patronized the house after the earlier one.

　　Unfortunately, he was not so lucky.

　　Is it possible that the “master key” actually binds the “danger” of this place, and when it is taken away, everything will explode? Klein drew his revolver, adjusted the firing position and trigger, and walked down the stairs, step by step, to the side of the dead body.

　　He crouched down and did a cursory examination, failing to find any cause of death other than a broken neck.

　　After a few seconds of contemplation, Klein stood up straight and descended cautiously, even though the wooden steps were under his feet, he did not make a creaking sound.

　　One step, two steps, three steps, he finished the stairs and stepped on the ground.

　　In front of him was a corridor connecting the two sides, where scarlet moonlight shone in, vaguely outlining the outline of a balcony, while on both sides of the corridor, a door of a room was wide open, revealing a messy scene with items scattered inside, there was no living room, no dining room, and no kitchen.

　　This was the second floor!

　　Klein went down from the second floor and finished the steps, only to return to the second floor!

　　And in the process, he did not notice the slightest abnormality!

　　Without panicking, Klein slowly turned around, only to see that the stairs behind him were leading down!

　　That is to say, my kind of special can only fight against extraordinary abilities such as dream entry, psychic powers, and other extraordinary abilities that directly invade my mental body and intrude into the world of my mind, or perceive that the environment in which I am located does not belong to the real world …… I will still be affected by the hallucination …… Klein pulled out his matchbox and twisted a few matches out with the hand that held the gun.

　　He continued down the stairs, throwing a match every few steps.

　　Once again Crane came around the corner of the stairs and once again saw the dead body with its head separated from its body.

　　Just then, a cold wind that made the hairs on the back of his neck shiver suddenly blew.

　　Snap!

　　Klein snapped his fingers, and a crimson flame rose up from behind him and rushed towards the roof.

　　The flame burned as if it was a monster with teeth and claws, but it didn’t burn anything.

　　Klein was just about to turn around and observe with his spiritual vision when his body suddenly froze, as if he had fallen into a frozen lake in winter.

　　He couldn’t help but tremble, and his left hand slowly pinched his neck, but he forced it back.

　　At that moment, Klein sighed softly.

　　He put his left hand into his coat pocket, disarmed the wall of spirituality, and opened the metal box containing the bullets.

　　Immediately afterward, he grasped the Aztec copper whistle, took it out, shook it with a forceful motion, and threw it to a half-empty position on the staircase below!

　　Almost instantly, he felt the chill and stiffness within his body disappear.

　　A mass of evil and cold things leapt out sharply among his inspirations, pouncing on the Aztec Copper Whistle like a canine playing fetch!

　　The corners of Klein’s mouth hooked up, he raised his right hand, aimed in the direction of the copper whistle and pulled the trigger, and spoke softly:

　　”Bye-bye.”

　　Bang!

　　Pale gold purified bullets flew out, accurately hitting the cold and vague mass.

　　A scream followed, and golden flames outlined a humanoid outline in midair!

　　Amidst the warm and bright light, all the coldness, all the evil, quickly dissipated.

　　When!

　　Aztec copper whistle landed on the ground, upside down a few times, rolled to the living room on the first floor.

　　Klein looked at the scene around him again, and realized that it was already somewhat different from just a moment ago, for example, the dead body’s head was not separated from its body, and he had strangled himself with both hands.

　　Heh, having preparations is really easy …… Klein let out a low laugh, and along the stairs, he once again descended and smoothly arrived at the first floor, picking up the Aztec copper whistle and shaking it twice in his hand as a way of judging whether there are any other grudging ghostly apparitions here.

　　After confirming that there were no more problems, he discerned the direction and went straight to the basement.

　　After walking up the stairs and through the door of the room, he saw the same image he had seen in his dream divination, and saw the brown notebook on the long table.