The next morning, after washing and dressing up, the two walked out of the house and walked towards House No. 58 at the end of the street.

Due to the thick fog, walking on streets with visibility less than ten meters has become a dangerous challenge. If pedestrians do not walk slowly along the edge of the street close to the house, there is a high possibility of encountering pedestrians passing by.

The carriages collided passionately, creating a series of physical sparks.

"Such a thick foggy weather is also hard work for the gang members who are squatting outside the house." Arthur Watson lowered his voice and smiled at the fellow travelers beside him in a chatty manner.

Klein held a black cane inlaid with silver and walked seriously without looking away:

"I feel that someone is following us...but I am not sure how many people there are and where they are."

After digesting the Sequence 8 potion, although the premonition ability brought by the "Joker" potion has improved compared to before, and it can sometimes help predict some scenes that will happen in the short future, but after all, there are still limitations. He can neither see through the fog.

It is also impossible to predict the future.

Arthur Watson, who was beside him, stuffed his left hand into the pocket of his dark windbreaker as if he had eyes behind his back, and replied casually:

"The number of people watching changed, but there were still only three people, and they didn't dare to sneak into the house to observe the situation... The man in the peaked cap followed over, and the hands of the people watching the front entrance and the back side of the street didn't make any movements, and they were still there.

The original position is on standby."

"Fortunately, the security in the Jowood district where we live is pretty good."

As he said that, Klein couldn't help but add in his mind:

In fact, I am very lucky to be alive to see the sun today... Well, although in Backlund, seeing the sun itself is a matter of luck.

I really don’t know when I will be able to sleep peacefully...

He sighed inaudibly, raised his hand to pat his cheek again, shook off the worries that were burdening his mood, and walked toward the end of the street chatting with the people next to him.

After only about three to five minutes' walk, the two of them arrived outside the dark-colored house, confirmed the corresponding door number, and then Klein stepped forward to ring the doorbell.

After a short wait, a green-eyed black cat with its tail raised high followed the premonition in Klein's mind, deftly pressed the doorknob, and opened the door for the guests.

"This is Brody, who I introduced to you before, the real protagonist of that order." After Klein introduced his companions, he looked towards the door with a smile and greeted the old lady Doris in an apron, "

Good morning, Mrs. Doris, your cat is still so cute and smart."

"Oh, this shows that Brody is in a pretty good mood today. More often than not, he just pretends not to understand what you are saying and pretends to be stupid." Doris stretched her smile lines and glanced at Moriah outside the door.

Detective Ti stopped at another handsome young man who was slightly unfamiliar, "This is your friend, Detective? He is indeed an outstanding young man. Come in, I made you my best bean and turnip soup. Remember

, eat it with bread dipped in soup."

"Thank you for your hospitality, ma'am." Arthur Watson raised his lips slightly, introduced himself to the old lady smoothly and naturally, and handed out the paper bag he was holding in his right hand, indicating that this was a small courtesy for the intrusion, "Because

I don't know what you like, so I only brought two cans of black tea."

A handsome man with a tall and straight figure always enjoys certain unique privileges, not to mention that the actor who plays "him" is a witch who knows people's hearts well. In almost ten sentences, Arthur...

Watson won the favor of the old lady Doris with his lovable and polite persona. Only the black cat Brody still maintained the same reserve as before they entered the door, sitting proudly on the top of the shoe rack, looking down at the outside world.

of two visitors.

However, this status quo was quickly broken by a small change.

Klein watched helplessly as his own Watson took out a small stuffed toy from the pocket of his windbreaker. A toy made in the shape of a mouse and tied with a long wool rope. It was so childish and stupid that it was completely contrary to the temperament she had shown so far.

Toy.

"Does Brody like this? If so, how about keeping this with him?"

She smiled and watched as the black cat stood up, no longer reserved and raised the tail curled up at its side, and a pair of bright green eyes swayed left and right in accordance with the rhythm of her swinging the toy mouse.

"Oh, you even prepared a gift for Brody, you are so considerate!" Ms. Doris beamed.

As for the great detective, who was completely ignored by the two men and one cat, he could only choose to look around calmly, making eye contact with the barrister who had just walked out of the bathroom, and read some kind of brotherly compassion in each other's eyes.

The silence that enveloped this side of the foyer only lasted about ten seconds. Lawyer Jurgen straightened his meticulous collar, walked over and reminded:

"Grandma, it seems that the fire you are making soup in the kitchen has not been turned off. I will serve the guests here."

"Let me go to the kitchen with you, ma'am. Maybe you need a helper to help with the dishes?"

One of the guests took the initiative to ask for instructions, holding Brody, the black cat who was once aloof and now addicted to stuffed toys, in his arms, as if he was a royal poop scraper who has become familiar with cats.

It’s great, I want to pet the cat too…

Klein watched with slight admiration as she and the old lady Doris disappeared at the end of the corner. Unexpectedly, he heard lawyer Jurgen's puzzled questions coming from the front:

"Detective Sherlock, your doctor friend...isn't he a general veterinarian?"

Veterinarian? What am I, who she used a recovery spell on, some kind of small animal on the same level as Brody?

Klein barely managed to keep the expression on his face, and forced a fake smile with the control of a "clown" and replied:

"No, what makes you think Watson is a veterinarian?"

"I see that he is very skilled in petting Brody, and he also knows how to get along with animals. He seems to have rich experience in this area..." Jurgen paused for a moment, then lowered his tone and said, "Okay

Well, since you said that, maybe I’m overthinking it.”

No, according to what you said, I started to wonder if I thought too little... Forget it, whatever.

Klein noticed that Lawyer Jurgen had paid attention to Arthur Watson's identity as a doctor last night and today, and he couldn't help but have a guess in his mind. He couldn't help but turn on his spiritual vision to take a few more looks at the doctor.

In the spiritual vision he opened, the overall aura was bright, and lawyer Jurgen, who had no obvious illness problems except for a little fatigue, sighed:

"...Perhaps you are somewhat aware of it. Yes, I do want to talk to your doctor friend about my grandma's... health issues."

really.

Klein silently turned off his spiritual vision and shook his head slightly in his mind.

"I know grandma said she wanted to entertain you for breakfast because she wanted me to have more interpersonal communication and not just study and read legal monographs all day long. But even if she didn't mention it, I know that the weather is getting colder and colder recently. , her physical discomfort has become more and more frequent... Sorry, I said a little too much, but if possible, could you tell me about your doctor friend? Did he graduate from a medical school? Which hospital or clinic do you work in? What is your reputation so far?"

Even if you ask me, I don’t know what kind of character Alice the witch ordered for her Watson vest...

Klein considered his words and replied cautiously:

"If Mrs. Doris is not in good health, I think you'd better take her to a major hospital for a check-up and listen to what the experts say."

Lawyer Jurgen was silent for a while:
Chapter completed!