Infiltration "Mrs. Sheldon?" Dunn clearly recognized the widow of Lord Hoy, the most famous socialite in Tingen City. Senator Maynard's wife glanced at the thin lady accompanying her to Blackthorn Security Company and didn't speak. The thin lady in the same black dress and black hat deliberated for a moment and said: "Yes, Mrs. Sheldon, the widow of the old male lord of the Hoy family. She, she..." She stammered for a few seconds and suddenly burst out angrily: "She's a***!" At this vulgar expression, Klein suddenly recalled the "minor scandal" he had seen and the seemingly timid but actually calm performance of Mrs. Sheldon at that time. This made him somewhat convinced of the related rumors. In his heart, he silently sympathized with the deceased male lord: It's not said that Mrs. Sheldon can't remarry, but this kind of disorderly behavior... Ah, there might be a green grassy area in front of the grave of the old male lord... Dunn didn't have any change in expression and sat down on the opposite sofa, speaking in a gentle voice: "But this has nothing to do with whether she is a criminal or not." "You all know, I know too, Mrs. Sheldon has a lot of influence in Tingen City. Rushing to follow her and monitor her can easily cause unsolvable problems and very bad consequences." "She is a criminal!" The thin lady said angrily, "She caused the death of my brother, but her lovers gave the police department a lot of pressure, making them have to come to the conclusion that my brother suddenly died suddenly due to excessive drinking and continuous sexual indulgence. They, they are all criminals!" Those... Klein sympathized with the old male lord for another second and figured out the identity of the thin lady, who was the sister of Senator Maynard. Of course, for such scandalous matters, they wouldn't bring a maid up. It's safer to have one of their own... He nodded in realization. Senator Maynard said in silence for a dozen seconds: "Well... I have one more question. You seem very certain that we can find something?" The thin lady nodded: "The tobacco merchant Vickersol introduced us here. He praised you as the top elites in this industry, capable of completing tasks that others couldn't." The tobacco merchant Vickersol... Who is this person? Klein subconsciously looked at the captain and found that Dunn Smith was also full of confusion. I'm so stupid... Why did I expect the captain to remember such things... After all, I don't even remember them myself... He sighed inwardly. Seeing the two elite "mercenaries" looking puzzled, the thin lady added: "You saved his kidnapped son." It was him... That kidnapping case led me to discover the clues in the Antigonus family notes... Klein suddenly understood. Dunn also nodded slightly: "I understand." Seeing this, the thin lady set out conditions: "Track and monitor her for two weeks, even if you can't find any evidence of her crime, you must record who visited her home and who she visited at their homes. We will pay you 50 pounds for this." "If you can find the evidence of her crime or clues, we will pay an additional 200 pounds." This is a huge commission... Klein suddenly thought to himself that he had used only 7 pounds to get Henry Detective to collect so many details about the red chimney houses, and for a moment, he felt a bit ashamed. Dunn thought for a moment and said: "No problem. We can sign the contract now." "You need to prepay 20 pounds of the fee." Captain, the staff situation has been very tight recently. There's the Lanurusus case... Klein didn't expect Dunn Smith to accept this assignment, although he himself was somewhat tempted. Mrs. Maynard nodded gently: "There's no problem." "I believe in you, and please don't let me down." Dunn smiled but said nothing. Turning to Rosan, he said: "Go and draft a contract." When the contract was signed and the deposit was collected, watching Mrs. Maynard and the thin lady leave the Blackthorn Security Company, Dunn turned his head to look at Klein and said: "This task is yours." "Ah?" Klein looked completely bewildered. Dunn smiled and said: "You weren't going to learn the skills of tracking and monitoring, were you? This is a great practical opportunity. Coincidentally, the part you were responsible for in the Lanurusus case has ended." "Alright..." Klein didn't refuse. Just as he agreed, his thoughts began to whirl rapidly: According to the regulations, half of the mission reward should be handed over to Mrs. Oliona, to be deposited in the team's treasury, and the rest should be divided equally among the participating team members. But this commission seems to be only taken over by me alone... Regardless of whether the investigation is successful, there will be a guaranteed income of 25 pounds, and his salary will still be paid as usual... If he really finds some clues, he could even earn a total of 125 pounds! The captain is really wise! Dunn glanced at him and said: "Yesterday morning, you went to learn tracking and monitoring skills from Leonard and Fry. The combat class for today is postponed. It's suspended for this week. Um... I think you should have mastered it by now. I'll have someone notify Gowan." Learning tracking and monitoring skills from Leonard and Fry? How does it feel a bit unreliable... Klein was stunned for a moment. In his mind, Leonard's only method would be to play the Fennerport violin, recite beautiful poems, seduce Mrs. Sherlyn into bed, and conduct close tracking and monitoring. And Fry's temperament was very special, cold and gloomy, which made him attract attention wherever he was. How could such a person conduct tracking and monitoring? While his thoughts were swirling, Klein replied seriously: "Okay." Dunn nodded gently and walked towards the partition. Suddenly, he stopped, turned around, hesitated for a moment and said: "Do you remember that tobacco merchant? What happened in the kidnapping case?" ... It turns out that the captain didn't remember anything at all and had no idea about anything... How could you manage to look so calm and confident! Klein reached out and covered his face. ...... According to Leonard's teachings, Klein did not rush to follow Mrs. Sharon, even though he knew very well that she lived on Olensna Street in the East District. "Before fully understanding the action patterns of the target, it is very easy to encounter problems when following closely, and monitoring alone is difficult to observe everything, unless you don't eat, don't sleep, don't drink, and don't go home. " These were Leonard's exact words. So Klein followed his guidance and went to the Hound Inn to find a gang leader, spending 5 pounds to have him send his men to monitor Mrs. Sharon's daily activities and record them. Fortunately, this was reimbursable... How does it feel like it's being subcontracted layer by layer... In the afternoon, Klein received the investigation report provided by the gang leader. This was called an investigation report, obviously insulting those professional private detectives. None of the gang leader's subordinates knew a word, all relying on pictures and symbols to replace words, and then being explained and interpreted by the semi-literate boss who had only attended Sunday school for one year, causing a headache for Klein's brain, and it took him a long time to finish reading. "According to the monitoring, Mrs. Sharon has rarely gone out and has rarely had visitors... It should be affected by the death case of Senator Menard... Those gang members are quite capable, and they even got in touch with Mrs. Sharon's maid... Well, she is going to attend the Conservative Party banquet in the city tonight, and perhaps will be very late to return home, or perhaps won't go back... This is an opportunity for practice." Klein quickly made a decision and planned to infiltrate Mrs. Sharon's house tonight and conduct a silent search. With the conclusion of the part he was responsible for in the Lanrusus case, the suspension of the combat course, and the conclusion of the "Hurricane" Zilinger event, Klein had only two things to do recently, one was to investigate the Red Chimney houses, and the other was to track and monitor Mrs. Sharon. So he was relatively free. —Two days ago, he had already received a reply from Mr. Azek. The letter contained only one sentence: "I got 'The Crawling Hunger', and I recalled some things." This finally made Klein confirm that Zilinger was killed by Mr. Azek, and finally confirmed that this long-lived amnesiac teacher was a high-level strongman. But he didn't dare to ask the other party what he recalled through "The Crawling Hunger", because Azek obviously didn't want to say - if he was willing to share, he would have directly described it in the letter. In the reply, apart from greetings, Klein only reminded Mr. Azek, "The Crawling Hunger" craves the blood and soul of living people, and a safe sealing method must be found. Also, "Justice" and "The Hangman" still hadn't asked him for a favor, but Klein no longer worried, understanding that the two members were afraid of possible surveillance, regardless of reciting the title boldly. ...... On the night of Olenska Street, the gas street lamps illuminated the smooth road, and the crimson moon hung high in the sky. Claus, who had sneaked out, used the balance and agility of "The Clown" to quietly climb over the fence of Mrs. Sherwin's house. Passing through the garden, he reached the side of the house and climbed the water pipe, sliding up to enter the balcony on the second floor. For Claus, who had never succeeded in climbing trees when he was a child, this was an unconventional creation of history. Taking out a tarot card from the pocket of his black overcoat, Claus inserted it into the crack of the balcony door and gently turned the latch, which opened with a click. "The servants were so careless... They didn't add an extra lock. Otherwise, I would have had to try breaking in through the window..." Claus murmured silently and slipped into the house. According to the information provided by the gang leader, he easily found Mrs. Sherwin's bedroom, turned the handle, and quietly sneaked in. Carefully closing the door, he suddenly smelled a faint fragrance, reminiscent of the passionate fragrance of a woman. Claus was momentarily dazed and even felt a slight reaction in his body. He immediately calmed himself down in a meditative way and muttered to himself: "Is this using seductive drugs as incense?"
