Additional

"Nothing dangerous. I haven't seen any signs of danger at the

very least," Dunn emphasized. "This is a case which was

referred to us by Golden Indus's police department. The

famous philanthropist Sir Deweyville has been experiencing

unusual harassment over the past month. Be it his

bodyguards, the security guards he has employed, or the

police, none of them have been able to find the culprit.

Inspector Tolle, who is in charge of this case, suspects that it

involves Beyonder powers and, thus, handed the case over to

us."

Oh, owner of factory. Klein knitted his brows and asked,

"What kind of harassment is it?"

"Sir Deweyville hears moans and cries every night, no matter

where he is, be it Tingen or not. This has affected his sleep

quality negatively." Dunn flipped the notes in his hands. "He

has seen a psychiatrist and has asked his butlers and

servants to confirm that it was not an illusion. Having

confirmed that it isn't a hallucination, thus, it is suspected

that someone is harassing him."

Closing the file, Dunn looked up at Klein.

"Change into your probationary inspector uniform in the

break room, then meet Inspector Tolle who is in charge of

this case at the Shooting Club. He'll provide you with more

details."

"Probationary inspector uniform?" Klein asked knowing about it.

Dunn rubbed his forehead and smiled.

"Half of our salary comes from the police department, and

the title of probationary inspector doesn't merely belong in

the records. When you met Leonard and I for the first time,

we were also wearing uniforms. This is a perk held by fully

official members. Yes, the 'Perks' as Emperor Roselle would

call it."

He headed toward the break room and saw a black and white

checkered uniform, complete with leather boots, placed on

the table. The uniform's peak cap was embroidered with the

logo of the police department—two crossed swords and a

crown. Located on the shoulder was a black and white

epaulet with a shimmering silver star.

He had some understanding of the police rank structure in

the Loen Kingdom. He knew that those at the top were the

minister and the chief secretary of the police force. Under

them were the respective commissioners, deputy

commissioners, assistant commissioners of the various

police departments. Those in the middle were

superintendents and inspectors, while those at the very

bottom were the sergeants and constables.

After closing the door, Klein took off his suit and hat before

changing into the uniform.

He hung his suit up and left the room. He made his way into

the clerk's office and looked at himself using the full-body

mirror that Rozanne brought to him.

The young man in the mirror had black hair with gentle

brown eyes. The uniform on his body accentuated him with a

heroic spirit.

"Not bad." Klein praised himself narcissistically. He left his

cane in the office and left the Blackthorn Security Company.

Inside his pockets were a full set of equipment, ranging from

weapons to his police badge.

At the hall of the Shooting Club.

Klein met Inspector Tolle immediately since he was the only one in a police uniform.

Of course, there's me too... Klein thought.

There were two silver stars on the epaulets of Inspector Tolle's uniform. His clothes were propped up by his stomach

and he had a thick blond mustache. His frame was tall but

not imposing. Perhaps, it was imposing in the past.

"Moretti? Klein Moretti?" Inspector Tolle noticed Klein and

welcomed him with a smile.

"Hello, Inspector Tolle, I believe that you have the right

person," Klein replied amicably, then following his memories,

he raised his right arm, kept his fingers straight and tight

before saluting.

Tolle chuckled.

"I can tell that you'll be a young man who's easy to get along

with. That's good. Shall we head to Sir Deweyville's place

now?"

Even though he was a higher rank than Klein, the tone in his

query was obviously friendly.

"No problem." Klein thought for a moment before he said,

"You can fill me in on the details of the case on the carriage."

"Sure." Tolle stroked his thick blond beard and guided Klein

out of the Shooting Club. They boarded a carriage which was

stopped on the other side of the road.

There was the "two crossed swords and a crown" police

emblem on the carriage, and it came with a personal carriage

driver.

"Sir Deweyville is a believer of the Goddess, so we referred

the case to you," Tolle said quickly as he sat down.

"I know. The fine knight is a common figure on the covers of

newspapers and magazines." Klein flashed a friendly smile.

Tolle picked up the document docket beside him and

removed the seal before taking out the materials inside. As

he flipped through them, he explained, "Regardless, even if

you are aware of it, I need to provide you with the detailed

briefing.

"Sir Deweyville is one of the richest tycoons of Tingen City. He

built his career beginning with a lead and porcelain factory.

It has now expanded to steel, coal, shipping, banking, and

bonds. He is also a great philanthropist that has been praised

by the king, having set up the Deweyville Charity Foundation,

the Deweyville Trust, and the Deweyville Library... He was

also knighted five years ago... If he were willing to run for

mayor, I don't think anyone in Tingen City could contest with

him.

"But Backlund is his goal; he wants to become a member of

parliament. We once suspected that the harassment might

be related to this, but we have no clues to this date."

Klein nodded slightly and said, "We can't rule out that

possibility, but there's nothing to confirm that suspicion as

of now."

Tolle didn't dwell on this point. He continued, "From the sixth

of last month, Sir Deweyville has heard painful skin-numbing

moans every night when he sleeps, akin to a patient's fight

for his life. He has checked the surrounding rooms multiple

times, but he hasn't found anything unusual. His butler and

servants have also confirmed that they heard such sounds,

but it is simply softer for them.

"In the beginning, Sir Deweyville believed that this matter

would pass quickly and didn't pay too much attention to it.

But the moans became more and more frequent, to the point

of occasionally happening during the day. There was even

the addition of heart-wrenching cries."

"This has made Sir Deweyville lose sleep, time and time again

he had no choice but to leave Tingen to his villa in the

villages. But it was to no avail. The moans and cries

persisted. Similarly, the phenomenon persisted even in

Backlund, just that it wasn't as serious.

"He employed security guards to check his surroundings, but

they didn't find any clues. Our preliminary investigations

also came up with nothing.

"Sir Deweyville, who has been tortured for more than a

month, is on the brink of collapse. He visited psychiatrists

time and time again but was unable to have his problems

resolved. He told us that if this problem was not solved

within a month, he would leave Tingen and head to

Backlund. He believes that there would be people who can

help him there."

Klein listened the explanation but in mind he was thought

about the salary after sequence 8 and many contributions.

The carriage entered the Golden Indus borough while Klein

was still deep in thought. It stopped at the door of Sir

Deweyville's house.

After that Klein complete his mission. And returned the

headquarter.