But when the words came to his lips, he suddenly felt that it was too direct and could easily reveal the fact that he knew a lot about the mysterious field. Although this could be interpreted as the great detective being well-informed, there was no need to take this risk.
So he took a more roundabout approach and asked Dr. Allen if his family was also experiencing misfortune.
After hearing his question, Alan Kress thought about it carefully and said:
“No, except for the steam train accident that followed me, they are the same as before. Most of the time they can’t be said to be lucky or unlucky. The rest are both, not particularly unlucky.”
This is wrong. If it is an item like the Muppet of Doom that needs to be sealed, it will definitely affect people within a certain range. Could it be that Allen dropped blood on it, and the two parties established a solid connection. In Klein’s spiritual vision, Allen’s aura and emotional color match his physical and mental state respectively, and there is nothing special about them.
He considered and asked:
“Are there any people in the hospital where you work who are as unlucky as you?”
“No, so I think I must have been cursed by someone.” Allen tugged on his tie, looking quite anxious and uneasy.
Under Talim’s curious gaze, Klein thought for a while and said:
“Before you were unlucky, did you encounter any weird things, such as cutting yourself? In folklore, blood is a powerful medium for curses to be established.”
“After I suspected a curse, I confirmed this. I haven’t had any bleeding in the past three months.” Alan answered with a heavy expression, holding the knife and fork.
This is a bit strange and he can’t do more complicated divination in front of them. Klein asked again:
“What about other weird things?”
“Alan, think about it carefully. This kind of thing cannot happen without a reason. Have you offended anyone recently or become an obstacle to others?” Talim echoed with concern.
Allen lowered his gaze, looked at the food on the plate, and fell into deep thought for a long time. Klein was not idle either, finishing the food before it became cold and unpalatable.
When he started to enjoy the dessert, Allen finally raised his head and said:
“I’m not a sociable person, and I don’t have a harmonious relationship with my colleagues. However, it’s hard to believe that they would find ways to curse me for this.”
“Well, after your reminder, I remembered something. It may be related to occultism.”
“What’s going on?” Klein and Talim became energetic at the same time.
“Before the bad luck started, I was in charge of a patient. He was a child less than ten years old. He was very pitiful and needed to have his left leg amputated due to some problems.” Allen pushed up his gold-rimmed glasses and recalled, “I just became a father not long ago, and I am always full of sympathy for the misfortunes my children encounter. Every time I visit the ward, I will chat with him, encourage him, and comfort him.”
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