Mystery: Survival from the Secret Doll

Chapter 368, Chapter 367: Master Luo, the "Three-No Warrior"
Time flew by in a flurry of activity. Tang had already compiled the general information about the manuscript on the third-generation difference engine, analyzed the specific situation, provided some suggestions, and submitted the compiled materials to Miskatonic University.

Miskatonic was very interested in the manuscript of the third generation difference engine. They did not want the people of Fussack to take the manuscript out, nor did they want organizations such as Intis, the Rune military, and the Machine Heart to obtain it.

Although Intis probably doesn't want the Church of the God of Craftsmen to get the manuscript either, they are likely in a relationship based on mutual interest.

But...

"The school's requirements are that Ambassador Intis, Beckeran Jean Madan, die, and that the manuscript of the third-generation difference engine be taken away without the knowledge of the Machine Heart and the Rune military. If necessary, the manuscript can be destroyed."

Mr. "Mistake" chose to overturn the table. He didn't choose Intis, the Rune military, or the Church of the God of Craftsmen. He was prepared to take all the credit and wipe everyone out.

Upon receiving the school's reply, Tang handed the letter to Klein, indicating that he should take a look.

"It's no wonder the school made this decision. Although we're all in the same boat and don't want the Church of the God of Craftsmen to have an easy time, the matter concerning Ambassador Intis... Ha, this guy who calls himself an upper-class person really deserves to be stabbed a thousand times."

Forcing minors to run gambling dens, engaging in usury, and trafficking in people—these crimes, if accumulated, would not be too many to warrant a thousand deaths.

Of course, before the dispute over the manuscript of the third-generation difference engine occurred, these people wouldn't die. These big shots always valued a balance and didn't take these things to heart at all.

But things are different now. The Rune military and the Machine Heart definitely want Ambassador Intis to die a quick and clean death.

"While the Rune military and the Mechanical Heart are locked in a power struggle with Intis, we can pin the blame for killing this ambassador on either of them. As long as it doesn't involve us on the surface, there won't be any problems."

Tang said.

As long as they don't get involved with Miskatonic and break the ice, then even if Intis, Rune, and the Church of the God of Craftsmen have any ideas, they can only keep them to themselves.

With the God of Crafts in poor condition, and neither Intis nor Rune possessed any extraordinary individuals capable of contending with Mr. "Mistake," they were powerless to change his fate, no matter how much they resisted.

At least Mr. "Mistake" gave them face and didn't expose the truth, right?

Klein carefully examined the information provided by the school, then frowned upon hearing this. "But with our capabilities, I think it would be very difficult for us to kill Ambassador Intis while we have multiple bodyguards protecting us."

"We don't need to lift a finger. We're going to meet a few people today; they're the main force."

Tang said frankly.

"Who is it?" Klein asked with some curiosity.

"They are said to be from the Southern Continent and have some connection with Miskatonic. They happen to be in Backlund right now, and Ms. Archerley wants us to meet with them so that we can give them this specific information."

Nighttime at the Brave Ones Bar.

Tang and Klein each used the Faceless Man's extraordinary abilities or sealing artifacts to make certain adjustments to their appearances, ensuring that they would not be recognized as the two highly capable detectives and their assistants, before entering.

After greeting the tavern owner, they were led into a room.

Several people were playing cards in the room. A puppet-like figure, dressed in an elaborate black Gothic court dress, wearing a small black soft hat, with long light golden hair, blue eyes, and exquisite features, sat motionless on a chair in the corner.

Once the door was closed from the outside, the room felt rather eerie.

Despite the presence of many people, Klein still felt a chilling aura relentlessly assaulting his face.

Klein: ...

No, is the air conditioning on here?

It's a bit cold.

The card players closed the door, and Klein and Tang stopped what they were doing after they entered. One of the men, whose face was unusually pale, looked over and said in a low, hoarse voice:

"People from Miskatonic?"

"Yes."

Klein nodded, while Don stood behind Klein as his assistant, without saying a word.

"Very good, you are very punctual."

The pale-faced man nodded. As he spoke, the others who were playing cards with him stared intently at Klein and Don, their soulless eyes flashing with a subtle, cold light.

Like the zombies in old-fashioned horror movies, driven by humans.

Klein knew that although he had never actually seen them, he had learned about them in the popular science of the mysterious, and that these people should be a kind of monster called the living dead.

The sixth sequence of the Prisoner's Path is called the potion "Living Corpse".

"The information on the target of this mission is here; you can take a look."

Klein took out a thick stack of documents from his leather bag and handed them to a young man with a blank expression who had just stood up from the card table.

After receiving the documents, the young man did not look at them himself, but handed them to the pale-faced man who had spoken at the beginning.

During the relay, half of them suddenly seemed to gain their own spirit and floated up, flying towards the woman in the corner with light golden hair, who looked like a puppet.

Klein brought two copies of the documents, and now the other copy has conveniently drifted to a corner.

Klein was somewhat surprised to see the woman in the corner take the documents and begin to read them quickly.

Is it alive?
He remembered what Tang had explained to him before he left.

"The school is cooperating with the Temperance faction of the Rose School of the Southern Continent. In order to hunt down the Indulgence faction's extraordinary individuals, the higher-ups of the Rose School have agreed to cooperate with Miskatonic."

In the early Fifth Era, the situation on the southern continent was very tense. It only gradually stabilized after the leader of the permissive faction, the god Nie Si'a, was expelled from the southern continent.

The extraordinary members of the indulgence faction, whose ideas were completely incompatible with the temperance faction, went into hiding in the northern continent from then on, rarely appearing in front of the general public.

Members of the Restraint Faction have come to the Northern Continent for some purpose: to hunt down members of this faction.

"Our partners are a puppet with a Prisoner Path Sequence 4 and a vengeful spirit with a Prisoner Path Sequence 5. They are not weak. The puppet and the vengeful spirit are quite powerful and elusive assassins who can take down Ambassador Intis."

An assassination attempt by a demigod, an assassination attempt by a demigod skilled in stealth, was futile against Ambassador Intis, a mere Sequence 6 schemer. He would be wiped out in one fell swoop if he got close, no matter how many guards of different sequences were around him.

Even if there are demigods watching in the dark, if one is not careful, the Temperance faction's demigods can pick up Ambassador Intis's head and make him cosplay as Louis XVI.

"We've accepted the intelligence."

The woman with light blonde hair in the corner spoke in a very ethereal voice, "When do you need us to make our move?"

"The sooner the better. We can also provide you with other assistance besides intelligence."

Klein said succinctly. The pale-faced man nodded and said in a still hoarse voice, "We will deal with Beckeran Jean Madan as soon as possible. We hope that Miskatonic will also keep your promises."

A promise? What promise?
A hint of confusion flashed in Klein's eyes, but he still nodded calmly on the surface.

Well, Mr. Fool's high-class demeanor is clearly revealed at this moment.

You can't get stage fright, right?

“You can call me Marich, and this is Sharon. If anything happens, you can come to the Brave Ones Bar to find us... We'll let you know before we start.”

"Ok."

After settling things over, Klein and Don didn't linger. They left the Brave Ones Bar and bought two scallion pancakes on the way back to solve their dinner problem.

The streets were bustling with people, with carriages and pedestrians plentiful. Sunwell mine lamps, similar to those in Tingen, brought brightness and warmth, dispelling the darkness and countless fears in this metropolis.

While eating a scallion pancake with spicy strips, Klein secretly lit the talisman in his pocket with his spiritual power, creating a soundproof environment.

"A Sequence 4 demigod plus a Sequence 5 vengeful spirit should be enough to deal with that Ambassador Intis, right?"

"enough."

Tang swallowed the biscuit in his mouth. "They're fighting to the death. As long as they're not stupid, the extraordinary individuals around Ambassador Intis will definitely be sent out to snatch the manuscript."

"Even with those helpers, they might not have a chance against the attacking vengeful spirits. Add a Sequence 4, and he's doomed."

Klein blinked. Okay.

It seems this big problem has been solved.

The two chatted and laughed, returning to the detective agency in a relaxed manner.

The spy organization on Intis's side is finished, and the issue of the third-generation difference engine manuscript will soon be resolved. They only have one mission left.

Find the conman, Lanluus, who was hiding in Backlund and indirectly caused the deaths of Dunn Smith and others, leading to the descent of the true creator's divine child into the real world.

Therefore, we must first look for traces of the aurora borealis.

A few days later, Don and Klein received news that Sharon and Marich were about to make their move.

On the same day, the struggle for the manuscript of the third-generation Difference Engine reached its climax. The situation in Backlund was changing rapidly. The two detectives, one in the open and one in the shadows, were hiding in the detective agency, waiting for the final outcome.

Ms. Archerly, who was stationed in Backlund and was ostensibly the supreme leader of Miskatonic, paid close attention to this matter and was also drawn to it.

"After tonight, it will take a long time for the ambassador from Intis to make a decision again."

It was raining a bit tonight, so Klein closed the open window. Tang sat in a rocking chair, swaying back and forth. In the corner of the room stood a male servant and a female servant, who were the secret puppets that Tang had recently recruited.

"The abilities of the Puppet Master are indeed very mysterious."

Klein admired the night view outside the window for a moment, then sat back down in his chair, looking at the two motionless puppets in the corner.

Tang said, "The Puppet Master's Puppet Transformation is known as one of the most difficult extraordinary abilities to guard against below the level of a demigod, and the higher the sequence of this path, the more bizarre the ability becomes..."

"By the way, how's your summary of the magician's rules coming along?"

"I feel the potion is being digested, but the digestion is not very fast. I lack large, proactive opportunities to play the role."

Klein shook his head, feeling rather helpless about it.

Unlike Sequence 8 and Sequence 9, the potion-making process for Sequence 7 takes much longer. Unless he encounters a good opportunity, he won't be able to digest the magician's potion until at least March of next year.

"If there are no conditions, then create them."

Tang shrugged. "Backlund is a big stage too. You'll always find an opportunity."

Before leaving, Mr. "Error" had given Klein the Sequence 6 potion recipe, and the corresponding extraordinary properties were also given to him in the form of a sealed artifact.

Once the magician has fully digested the potion formula, Klein will be able to immediately advance to Sequence 6 Faceless Man.

The two chatted idly while doing their own things.

Don chose to read a book by the great author Fors Wall, while Klein picked up the Backlund Daily News.

The peaceful atmosphere didn't last long; someone knocked on the door of the detective agency.

"Ok?"

Tang closed the book in his hand and sat up from the rocking chair. "At this hour, who would come knocking on the door?"

A male servant walked over silently, pushed open the door, and gave a polite smile when he saw that it was a police officer.

"Officer, is there anything I can help you with?"

"Here's the thing, we need to collect information on the residents of Backlund. You're the outsiders who arrived in Backlund recently, right? For outsiders, we must register your specific information and report it... We were too busy before, and we only have time now."

The landlord told them about this yesterday.

At the camp, when the police officer in the black and white checkered uniform glanced around the interior through the shoulder of the male servant, Klein didn't pay much attention, but Tang's gaze shifted slightly, as if he found it somewhat interesting.

"Okay, officer."

The male servant dutifully opened the door and let in the police officer who claimed to be there to collect information.

Another maid went to the tea room to prepare tea and snacks. Klein and Don sat in the place where they usually met with customers. The police officer didn't stand on ceremony and strode over and sat down.

"You are Sherlock Moriarty and John Watson, from Intersea County, right?"

Silently, one after another, spiritual threads appeared above Klein and Don's heads.

The police officer in the black and white checkered uniform silently smiled and suddenly grabbed the spiritual thread above Klein and Don's heads.

Then he discovered...

Pull, but can't pull it?
Rosago: ?
Tang, watching a puppet master pull on the threads of his spirit body, revealed a strange smile.

What are you doing, little bro?

No secret partner, no intelligence, no backup plan, yet they come to our door to pull the spiritual thread of the King of Angels who are on their way?
(End of this chapter)