Mystery: I Married the Queen of Mystery

During his investigation of the "Serial Killer" case, Klein had heard of Mr. Gale.

Because the victims of the serial killings were all, or had once been, streetwalkers, Klein, while investigating, also gained some understanding of the streetwalker industry in Backlund.

Almost all dance halls treated streetwalkers as money-making machines, completely disregarding their lives.

These streetwalkers were sometimes bought, sometimes kidnapped, and included women from the Kingdom of Loen and other countries of the Northern Continent, women from the Rosed Islands, and even women from the Southern Continent.

The dance halls were full of gang members, preventing these "properties" from escaping.

No one dared to investigate these dance halls, because investigations always implicated some important figures, and in the end, they always came to nothing.

Mr. Gale was the behind-the-scenes boss of the "Camphor Dance Hall," and the "Camphor Dance Hall" was somewhat "unique" in the streetwalker industry. There, apart from the thugs maintaining order, no one watched over the streetwalkers.

Because the streetwalkers who went there were forced by circumstances and voluntarily engaged in this industry, the "Camphor Dance Hall" provided them with rooms for receiving clients, ensured that they would not be extorted by gangs or the police, and would also find doctors for them when they were sick.

The streetwalkers, in turn, needed to hand over one-fifth of their income to maintain the operation of the dance hall.

At the time, Klein was deeply impressed by this Mr. Gale, feeling that although this gentleman was engaged in a gray industry, he still had a minimum of conscience.

But when he saw Mr. Gale's subordinate, Ms. Mandy, come to the East End to "recruit," he wondered if this gentleman was as friendly as the legends said? Were those streetwalkers really willing?

So Klein asked Old Kohler: "Did the young women who left with this Ms. Mandy ever come back?"

Old Kohler was slightly stunned: "I haven't heard of anyone coming back."

Klein frowned.

But Old Kohler continued: "I heard that as long as a streetwalker is favored by some important figure, their whole family will move out of the East End and live the life of respectable people. I haven't heard of anyone coming back."

This was somewhat beyond Klein's expectations. He didn't quite understand what kind of "business" the "Camphor Dance Hall" was doing.

"I heard a friend mention this Mr. Gale," Mike said at this time. "This Mr. Gale is a very storied person. It is said that he always wears a silver mask, and no one has ever seen his true face to this day.

"I also heard that after Ms. Mandy selects a few streetwalkers from the East End, she will spend several months or even half a year teaching them dancing, painting, music, etiquette, grammar, and so on.

"Under the influence of culture and art, these streetwalkers will become very elegant and have a great temperament. They usually entertain some big shots who spend money like water.

"After some streetwalkers have several regular big customers, Mr. Gale will rent them a luxurious villa, hire a butler and servants, and participate in various high-end dances and social occasions, looking just like upper-class women.

"It is said that such streetwalkers... no, they can't be called streetwalkers anymore. It is said that such 'professional women' can save enough money in at most one or two years. Some of them will go to live in other cities, or are willing to be the mistress of some important figure."

Klein glanced at Ms. Mandy over there again: This operation sounds very familiar!

His inner values made him very disgusted with such a "business," but faced with the situation in the East End, he couldn't say anything.

Old Kohler adjusted his hat: "Look, that girl sees hope again."

Sure enough, Klein saw that the sixteen or seventeen-year-old streetwalker's nervousness and apprehension disappeared, and a look of joy appeared in her eyes.

He sadly realized: In this world with severe class solidification, this seems to be the only way for women in the East End to live a decent life.

… …

West End, Henry Street, 51.

Audis politely saw Ellia, who had finished her studies today, out the door, making the lady feel flattered.

Today was the study of the disassembly and installation of the "Flame Arrow." Tomorrow, she would learn how to make corresponding Extraordinary bullets, and the entire learning process would be over.

Audis watched Ellia's carriage leave. The reason why he sent her out today was to observe the mysterious gaze staring at the herbalist shop.

As he expected, the gaze that had been staring at the shop before did indeed follow the carriage away.

Audis pursed his lips. He knew that the gaze must have been attracted by Ellia.

He believed that Ellia must also have noticed this gaze that was almost openly looking over here, but Ellia remained silent, presumably they both had some plans.

Audis knew that he was a marginal figure. If those who coveted his research were all killed by Bernadette, the other party would at most send someone to stare at him. For the time being, he still didn't need to worry about this gaze.

… …

Late at night, outside a large warehouse in the Bridge District, lush flowers suddenly grew.

These flowers grew rapidly, soon covering the entire warehouse.

The people inside only realized something was wrong at this time, but it was already too late. The warehouse became somewhat illusory, as if it did not belong to the real world.

These flowers bloomed with beautiful blossoms, some even bearing fruit. The flowers were the sweetest desserts in the world, and the purple fruits contained the best wine in the world.

No one is wrong, one hair, one content, one look!

Just eating a flower is equivalent to learning the knowledge of a book, and just eating a fruit and drinking the wine inside is equivalent to obtaining a secret or long-lost knowledge of mysticism.

Several members of the "Moses Ascetic Order" responsible for Backlund affairs who were hiding here were all fanatical about this, rushing up to devour the flowers and fruits.

But as soon as they touched these plants, they seemed to fall into an illusion, as if they had suddenly reached the clouds, surrounded by strange flowers and plants and animals, as if they were in heaven.

All of this made them stand there briefly, showing sweet smiles.

In the real world, many thorns suddenly grew around the flowers around the warehouse. These thorns became larger and larger, thicker and thicker, and finally, like iron swords, they pierced into the bodies of the Extraordinary people from all directions.

They fell to the ground one by one, still with sweet smiles on their faces.

The flowers gradually withered, and the warehouse gradually returned to the real world.

The next second, Ellia walked out of the illusion. After confirming that the people here were all dead, she calmly harvested their Extraordinary characteristics.

After finishing all this, Ellia held those characteristics in both hands and bowed slightly: "Your Majesty the Queen."

Those characteristics suddenly emitted a dazzling light and suddenly disappeared from her palm.

The voice of the "Mysterious Queen" Bernadette came from mid-air: "Unfortunately, the demigod ran away."

Originally, I thought there would be a fierce battle, but the battle ended easily.

Immediately afterward, Bernadette said in an ethereal voice: "There are still two pawns that can be used. Go to Gale's herbalist shop and save Audis."

Speaking of the end, Bernadette's voice was already very ethereal, and finally disappeared.

Ellia was slightly stunned: Save Audis?