The gears of fate began to turn. Kenley still remembered this was the first case, and at the same time, the Mr"Fool" Klein had also come to this world.
He really hoped to have a chance to meet this fellow countryman first.
"Two lives, what happened?" Kenley asked.
"It's not written in the report. You can ask the captain when he comes back," Rozanne said. "You're already qualified to know about and handle cases, instead of only knowing case details from reports like before."
"It seems I have some free time. Has Old Neil arrived? I remember he's always the first to arrive every day."
"He entered the office fifteen minutes ago. Old people sleep less than us." Rozanne yawned. "When resting, I wish I could spend sixteen hours a day in bed."
"I'll go find him." Kenley skillfully took several reimbursement forms from the desk and went to Old Neil's office.
"It seems you're adapting well." Old Neil pushed the hand coffee grinder and the ornately patterned silver-plated tin can across the desk. "The basic course might take an hour or two. You can drink coffee while listening."
Spiritual body, astral body, mental body, etheric body... Old Neil spoke eloquently, detailing all the knowledge that should be mastered to Kenley.
Although he was already familiar with this knowledge, to avoid arousing Old Neil's suspicion, Kenley still listened carefully to Old Neil's explanation.
"Now, practice the 'Spirit Vision' ability. This is one of the abilities you'll use most in combat," Neil said.
He opened "Spirit Vision" according to Old Neil's instructions and looked at Old Neil. Suddenly, he found a pair of cold, emotionless eyes behind him. After seeing his gaze, they turned slightly and stared at him and Old Neil.
Although he was mentally prepared, when Kenley actually saw this scene, the fear in his heart still escaped.
"Eyes, a pair of eyes..."
"Heh, don't worry. That's just a manifestation of a ritual." Old Neil nonchalantly twisted his left thumb and index finger, and the eyes behind him gradually disappeared.
"Then, there's one last thing you need to know."
...
"The remaining time is yours." Old Neil finished the last sip of coffee in his cup. "Daily meditation can help you better connect the potion with your spirit. Of course, as a combat member, you also need your own weapons."
Kenley took out reimbursement forms from his pocket. "I'll always remember the first lesson you taught me."
"You're a qualified civilian staff member." Old Neil sighed. "You've completely inherited all my advantages."
"I should go find them." Kenley stood up. "Thank you."
"Damn it, what happened?" "Corpse Collector" Frye stood up and looked at Kenley's height in surprise. "Give us back our Kenley, you handsome monster!"
"When we played cards the day before yesterday, you still owed me two soli and four pence." Kenley took off his hat. "I haven't forgotten."
"I'm sure the guy in front of me is Kenley, but I don't understand why you grew taller overnight and became so handsome." Frye sat down dejectedly. "I thought you coincidentally lost the past few days' memories while growing taller."
"Sleepless" Loyau Letti looked gently at Kenley. "What happened?"
"I've signed a contract to become an official team member. I took a 'Thief' potion obtained yesterday, and my height increased somewhat." Kenley sat across from Frye.
"Welcome to join." Loyau extended his hand and gripped Kenley's. "The captain just went out. I believe he'll be back soon. Seeka Teon is watching the 'Chanis Gate' below for him."
"What abilities does the potion you took called 'Thief' have?" Loyau asked.
"Literal abilities." Kenley's right hand turned over, and a small golden money pouch appeared in his palm, which he tossed to Loyau. "Just testing my abilities. I didn't look inside."
"Uh, good thing you didn't look, otherwise I would definitely silence you." Loyau blushed and caught the money pouch. "There's not only change inside."
What else would be in a lady's money pouch besides change?
Kenley awkwardly scratched his nose. Frye laughed heartily, walked over and patted Kenley's shoulder. "You almost became the most miserable new Beyonder in the team. Being targeted by Loyau is not a lucky thing."
"I'll have Rozanne deduct the 4 soli you owe me directly from your weekly salary." Loyau grabbed the quill pen on the desk and threw it at Frye. Frye easily dodged, and the pen tip stuck in the door, startling Leonard Mitchell who had just come in from outside. Captain Dunn Smith behind him decisively stopped and watched Leonard jump an elegant dance step and slide into the office.
"You're all here. I believe Kenley has already told you about his decision to become a team member." Dunn hung his hat and coat on the coat rack by the door. "Leonard, introduce the case details to everyone."
"Welcome to join the 'Nighthawks' team, Kenley." Leonard took off his hat and lightly tossed it toward the coat rack. The hat drew a beautiful arc in the air, brushed past the coat rack, and fell to the ground.
"Damn it, missed again."
"The two deceased are Welch McGovern and Naya. They died in Welch's home. Welch's head shows multiple impacts against the wall, and the blood stains on the wall prove this well. Miss Naya's cause of death was very strange - she knelt on a stool with her head plunged into a washbasin, dying by drowning." Leonard's face returned to normal as he spoke in a normal tone.
"Drowning..." Frye said thoughtfully. "So this is a suicide case? Could it be a lovers' suicide pact?"
"If the two were lovers who committed suicide together due to family opposition, that would be a reason. However, according to the statement of Welch's father, banker Mr. McGovern, the two were merely classmates, recently studying a notebook from the Fourth Epoch belonging to the Antigonus family. There was also a person called Klein Moretti, also their classmate - the three formed a study group." Leonard said.
"Our initial suspicion is that Klein Moretti, a recent graduate of the History Department of Khoy University, and the important Antigonus notebook from the case is also missing."
Very reasonable suspicion, but it's definitely not our future "Fool" who did it.
"Kenley, I'm not yet clear what abilities your 'Thief' potion has. It's time to show everyone so I know how you should coordinate with the team's actions."
Kenley looked around, lightly tapped his right foot on the ground. Everyone only saw a black shadow flash before their eyes. Kenley was using only two fingers of his right hand to press against the narrow upper edge of the window, maintaining an inverted position less than one meter high in the air, with his feet horizontal to the ground, his whole person stable in the air like a right triangle.
"As agile as a monkey." Leonard applauded.
You're the monkey, your whole family are monkeys.
Kenley tapped with his right hand once, stood steadily on the floor, placed his right hand on his chest, and made an exaggerated bow to everyone, earning unanimous praise.
"Besides this, my ears can hear subtle sounds, I walk basically without sound, I can easily steal items from others, my marksmanship is passable - on average each bullet can hit about nine rings, and during physical training I've also learned fencing and close combat." Kenley said.
"We leave in half an hour." Dunn said. "I've called a police officer to wait downstairs at that Mr. Klein's residence in an hour. It takes twenty-five minutes by carriage from here."
"Captain, if it's just a simple inquiry procedure, can I join this mission?" Kenley asked.