Kingdom of Rune, capital of East Chester County, Stonen City.

Audrey, who had left the manor and entered the villa, sent a servant to the Bavart Bank to withdraw a sum of cash.

At this point, she didn't have to worry about anything, she could easily repay the 2,000 pounds owed to Mr. "Fool" and pay Mr. "World" 1,800 pounds from the characteristics of a "psychiatrist".

A quarter of an hour later, Audrey opened the bedroom door, glanced at Anne, the maid who was not far away, supervising the work of the servants, looked down at the big golden retriever who was squatting by the wall, smiled, lowered her voice, and said with a sparkling gaze:

"Susie, are you going to have a gift later?"

If you were Audrey in the past, she would definitely say "Susie, your gift has arrived" directly, so that the golden retriever would find out that she could also get real items in the room, and this would easily make Susie, who had recently studied the basics of the occult, guess in the direction of ritual magic.

With a change of rhetoric, it turns out that Audrey receives a mysterious letter/message in her bedroom confirming that the gift is about to arrive, and there are too many possibilities.

Susie read Audrey's heartfelt joy and sincerity, and subconsciously opened her mouth, vibrated the air, made a sound, and asked what the gift was, but she keenly noticed that Audrey's personal maid Anne was approaching, so she vigilantly gave up her original idea.

She returned to the state of an ordinary dog, wagging her tail slowly to express her joyful anticipation.

After deliberately making excuses to go outside for a circle, Audrey entered the "chemistry laboratory" specially assigned to her, and placed the characteristics of the "psychiatrist" and auxiliary materials on the long table one by one.

"Susie, do you remember the process of mixing potions last time?" she cleared her throat, straightened her back, and played the role of teacher with great interest.

"Wang, remember!" Susie had already understood what her gift was, and was very happy for a while, "Wang" spoke.

Audrey said casually:

"You try to mix it yourself. ”

Susie looked down at her paws and fell silent.

Audrey was stunned at first, and then fell silent for a while.

After a few seconds, before the big golden retriever opened its mouth, she pursed her lips and smiled lightly:

"Okay, Susie, don't open your mouth, I know what you're trying to say, you want to show that you're just a dog and can't make potions, right?"

It's embarrassing, it's embarrassing...... At the same time, Audrey, who was elegant and dignified in appearance, covered her face in her heart.

"Wang!" Susie nodded vigorously.

Audrey seized the opportunity, turned around, and quickly concocted the "psychiatrist" potion.

She had asked Susie before, and she knew that the other party had completely digested the potion by Wednesday this week.

That's less than two months in total...... Well, a large part of the reason is that Susie is relatively unnoticed, and can run around the manor and villa at will, listen to other people's private discussions, and "read" the real thoughts of the maids...... It's also very good, she will share it with me, if it weren't for her, I wouldn't know that many people have such a dark side of their minds, but they are usually normal and kind...... Audrey poured the potion into the bowl and placed it on the floor.

She watched Susie go over and began to lick, and there was a little anticipation in her heart that she couldn't contain it:

"Susie may also be affected by potions and suffer from emotional instability.

"But it doesn't matter, Miss Audrey, the 'psychiatrist', is ready and ready to 'reassure'! Well, I prefer the name 'psychoanalysis', which seems more professional. ”

Audrey's beautiful emerald eyes stared at the golden retriever dog Susie seriously, and found that the other party's pupils gradually faded and erected, and dark golden scales seemed to grow under the thick hair, and the spirituality belonging to Susie was constantly spreading outward, as if intertwined with the space of the entire villa.

Calming down the slightly nervous mood, Audrey focused on observing Susie's state, and as soon as the other party had the slightest abnormality, she would immediately use the extraordinary ability of "psychoanalysis".

Suddenly, Susie's voice rang in her ears:

"Audrey, I made it!"

"......" Audrey didn't know what to say for a moment.

............

In the dream, Daisy returns to the East End, to the old apartment where she has lived for many years.

She opened the door and saw her mother, Liv, and her sister Freya diligently washing their clothes.

As soon as Daisy became pleased, she joined them and took charge of ironing.

Just then, she heard a knock on the door.

She turned her head to see that the visitor was a young man in a black and white checkered police uniform.

The officer, with black hair and blue eyes, and a slightly blurred appearance, held a notebook and a pen, and asked:

"In the Kapin case, what else is not said except what you have already said?"

"That's all not very important. Daisy replied rather confused.

The handsome officer looked down at his notebook and said:

"It's okay, I'm willing to listen. ”

Daisy looked back at the hanging pieces of clothing, and felt as if she had forgotten something.

She honestly described the trivial details, and concluded:

“...... After I was kidnapped, my mother and sister commissioned a private investigator named Mr. Sherlock Moriarty. He was a good person, and although he couldn't find me directly, he contacted a reporter afterwards to help me get compensation from the foundation......"

The black-haired officer looked up again, glanced at Daisy, and said with a warm smile:

"Very good, I am satisfied with your answer.

"Do you remember the private investigator?"

Daisy nodded, unsurprised to see Mr. Sherlock Moriarty appear beside her.

The great detective had a thick beard and gold-rimmed glasses, no different from what she remembered.

After the black-haired officer took a few deep looks, Daisy didn't know when he had left, or why his mother and sister had suddenly disappeared in the room.

She ran through the East End, searching for a familiar figure, and finally woke up in a deep depression and sadness, staring at the dark ceiling of the school dormitory, frozen for several seconds.

Daisy didn't make a sound, turned to the side, and buried most of her face in the pillow.

On the edge of the pillow, the traces of wetness gradually expand.

It was Leonard Mitchell who entered Daisy's dream, although he investigated the common ground between the two cases just to have his own time to do something, but the perfunctory appearance was not forgotten, and as a result, he really found something wrong.

"In both the Lang Eus and Capin cases, there was a private investigator named Sherlock Moriarty and his friend journalist Mike Joseph...... Although they are only hovering on the edge of the matter, it is also a direction of investigation, heh, that Sherlock Moriarty is a little familiar, which wanted criminal could it be?" Leonard recalled what he had seen in his dream, put on his red gloves, and entered the bottom of St. Samuel's Church.

No sooner had he greeted the team leader, Sost, than he saw a companion approach, handing him two thin pieces of paper:

"The situation of the red-eyed man in the Harvest Church that you want to investigate is here. ”

"Thanks, would you like to have lunch together?" Leonard asked with a smile.

The night watchman shrugged his shoulders and said:

"No, as long as you don't give me nightmares anymore. ”

"Deal. Leonard smiled and took the information.

He stood in place, not in a hurry to sit down, and looked at it casually:

"Emlyn White, a vampire, is currently affiliated with the Church of Mother Earth...... He had been missing for a while, and his parents had commissioned a private investigator to find him, and according to a gentleman named Stuart, the matter was eventually resolved by the great detective Sherlock Moriarty. ”

The smile on Leonard's face gradually settled and became quite serious.

"Sherlock Moriarty?" he repeated in his mind.

............

Crane is not in a hurry to find the opportunity to play the real role, wandering the port city of Olavi Island as a traveler, seeking a brief break in the tense life without any gaps.

The city is dominated by new immigrants from Rune, and its food style is not much different from that of the east coast of the kingdom, except that it has a bit of a unique variety of fresh and rare fruits and a variety of seafood.

It is rich in natural resources and is at a key point in the safe shipping lane, and people are living quite well, even farmers in the suburbs can save a certain amount of money through orchards.

This is not to say that there are no poor people, no lower strata in Olawe, but that this class is mainly filled by the original slaves - the Rune Council has already passed a bill to abolish slavery.

Swallowing the juicy and sweet flesh, Klein glanced at the darkened sky, turned the corner, and entered a bar called "Sweet Lemon".

It is one of Olavi's most famous gathering places for adventurers, and it is here that Klein intends to complete the two remaining auxiliary materials of the "Puppet Master", the more common dragon bark and Sunia Golden Spring water.

At this time, the bar was already quite lively, with many people around the boxing ring holding glasses and cheering, and around the tables, people who seemed to be adventurers whispered all kinds of gossip.

Klein was about to squeeze to the bar when he heard his name.

“...... I'm Gelman Sparrow, you should know who I am, I've got a treasure map, I need to hire some helpers, it's not that I'm afraid, it's that I can't carry so much treasure by myself......" A green-eyed man in his thirties said to the two men and women in the corner, who were not sure whether they were merchants or adventurers, holding half a glass of spirits.

Your name is Gelman Sparrow...... How does it sound like a scam...... Well, it must have been through telegrams and travelers, so many people knew my name and deeds, but they didn't know what I looked like...... Then there are scammers who seize this opportunity and pretend to be me to deceive people...... Crane suddenly leaned in.

The green-eyed man took a sip of the spirits, slammed the glass on the table and said:

"I don't mind saying no or agreeing, but I hate it when people make me wait!

"Do you want to be like the 'Clever Talker'?"

A young man on the other side said with some fear:

"I know you're a powerful adventurer......"

"So?" the green-eyed man interrupted.

At this moment, he felt that his collar was tight, and he was forcibly lifted up and thrown at the door.

Klein didn't explain anything, and just threw the guy out with a blank face.

Then, he pulled out his revolver, aimed it at where the green-eyed man had fallen, and pulled the trigger without hesitation.

Bang!

As soon as the green-eyed man fell to the ground, he saw sparks splashing from the ground under his crotch, and the cruel words that had reached his lips in fright instantly flowed back, and he crawled away from the bar.

Needless to say, his weakness is direct proof that he is not Gelman Sparrow.

Ignoring the stunned deceiver, Crane politely blew down the muzzle of the gun and tucked the revolver back into his armpit.

Then, startled by the sound of gunshots, he walked slowly to the bar.

PS: In the last two days, I asked for a monthly pass~