763 Mr. X (1/2)
160 Böklund Street, inside the dining hall on the second story.
Klein had just bitten into the buttered toast his servant had served him when he saw his butler walk in.
Walter bowed and said, ”Sir, a person of unknown origins pulled our doorbell last night.
”As it was already very late, I didn't wake you up, and instead got the servants to patrol the area with the double-barreled hunting rifles.
”If you so permit it, I'll visit the nearby police station to get them to reinforce the patrols on this street at night.”
To employ such a butler, there aren't any flaws aside from him being expensive… Klein nodded slightly and drank the fresh milk that had been delivered to him.
”Very good.”
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39 Böklund Street, Member of Parliament Macht's house.
Hazel entered the activity room on the second floor and saw her mother, Riana, chatting with the housekeeper.
”What happened?” She pushed a lock of black-green hair to the back of her ear.
Riana chuckled and said, ”Someone rang Dantès's doorbell late last night.”
”A prank?” Hazel sat down.
”No one knows. Anyways, Dantès's butler specially went to the police station this morning,” Riana recounted what she had learned from her servant.
Hazel nodded slightly and said, ”It's best to have the police involved.”
”But it's useless. No one knows who pulled the doorbell. Apparently, there wasn't anyone there.” Riana laughed while shaking her head.
Hazel was taken aback as she blurted out, ”There wasn't anyone there?”
”That's right. Dantès's butler only seemed to ask the police to double their efforts on the night patrols on our street. That's good news.” As the wife of a Member of Parliament of the House of Commons, and the daughter of a famous lawyer, Riana had very good relations with the police.
”Not a single person…” Hazel repeated softly before falling into silence.
After a while, she left the activity room and returned to the third story.
Along the way, she couldn't help but clench her fist and swing it as though she was testing something. In between her brows was a clear look of puzzlement.
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Inside his bedroom, Klein looked at the large pile of gold coins in front of him. All he saw was the shiny color of gold!
There was a total of 4,000 pounds of gold coins!
After a week of gathering funds, Admiral of Stars Cattleya had finally completed the transaction for the Scales of Luck. Apart from the gold coins, she had also paid another 6,500 pounds in cash.
To be honest, having a pile of gold coins is way more visually shocking than a pile of cash of the same size… As Klein sighed, he took out the 13 Loen gold coins—coins he received from Senor—from his pocket and threw it into the pile.
After doing all of this, he took out the adventurer's harmonica and blew into it.
Silently, Reinette Tinekerr appeared in front of him with the four blonde, red-eyed heads in her hand.
”Ma'am, this is the first installment, a total of 4,013 pounds.” Klein retracted his gaze from the pile of gold coins and looked at Miss Messenger.
He was actually quite curious as to how Miss Messenger would move such a huge pile of gold coins. He remembered that she always used her teeth when collecting letters.
”Very good…” ”You still have…” ”Five thousand…” ”Nine hundred…” ”Eighty…” ”Seven…” Reinette Tinekerr's heads said one after another.
There's no need to remind me… Klein forced a smile and said, ”I'll try to gather the rest as soon as possible.”
Reinette Tinekerr didn't speak further as one of the heads tried hard to open its mouth.
Suddenly, the area before her turned dark and deep. All the gold coins were sucked up by vortex-like surging water.
In a few short seconds, the large pile of gold coins vanished.
Reinette Tinekerr's four heads nodded at the same time before returning to the spirit world.
I still have 8,156 pounds and 5 Loen gold coins… I can barely be considered a tycoon… I could actually afford any investment opportunities if they appear, and it won't just be me raising the price and mentioning it in passing… This way, I won't be suspected to be a cheat for the time being… Heh heh, be a little optimistic. Perhaps the investment opportunity might allow me to earn back the money I spent. It's always fast to make money work for you… Klein silently exhaled as he cast his gaze out the window, forcing himself to enjoy the thinly fogged streets.
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At night time in the East Borough, the surrounding area was pitch-black due to the few street lamps available, along with many of them being damaged. It was as though there were countless monsters and criminals lurking within.