The Howles neighborhood, the Divination Club.

Crane pressed the half-height silk top hat on his head and walked down the stairs to the door.

He is no longer dressed in the usual formal attire, but a white shirt with a light vest, and a knee-length thin black trench coat on the outside, adding a bit of a refined temperament to the whole person.

The battle-friendly outfit cost him only £1, and the hand-paid allowance for sewing small pockets on the inside was so cheap that it made you want to cry compared to a tuxedo formal suit.

Touching the revolver in the pouch under his arm and the metal vials in the small pocket inside, Crane pulled out the portrait and walked into the divination club.

Not unsurprisingly, he saw Angelica, the beautiful lady in charge of the reception.

"Good afternoon, Monsieur Moretti, I thought you would be here in a few days. Angelica was stunned for a moment, and then drew a bright smile.

Klein took off his hat and sighed softly:

"Good afternoon, Miss Angelica, I had a dream at noon about Mr. Heinas Vincent, and of something concerning him, and you know, as a soothsayer, you must not ignore every dream, and that may be the revelation of the gods. ”

Confused by the words full of godly temperament, Angelica nodded thoughtfully and asked curiously:

"What did you dream about?"

"I dreamed that Henas Vincent was arguing with this man. Crane handed over the folded paper in his hand.

Taking advantage of Angelica's burying her head in the portrait, he pinched his eyebrows and looked at the other party's emotional color.

"This person ......" Angelica looked at the photographic portrait and fell into deep thought.

In Klein's eyes, her emotional aura is "thinking blue", which is a normal reaction.

"This ......," Angelica whispered again, looking up slowly, "I've seen him." ”

Klein perked up and immediately asked:

"When?"

"I can't remember the exact date, it must have been a month, when I saw him bring Mr. Vincent to the door, talking in a low voice, because of his thick and messy eyebrows, because of Mr. Vincent's rare smile, I was very impressed. "Yes, he had gray-blue eyes, and his hair was the same as most men of his age, not much left. ”

"Have you ever seen him after, or before?" Klein asked gently.

Angelica shook her head:

"No, certainly not, I don't even know what his name is, and to be honest, if it weren't for you, I would suspect that the person who took out this portrait was the policeman investigating the cause of Mr. Vincent's death, oh, I wouldn't be surprised by what revelations you get, you are a real soothsayer. ”

I'm sorry, but I'm just a police officer...... Klein complained silently, sighed and said:

"A true soothsayer will understand his own insignificance, the greatness of his destiny, that we can always see only a vague corner, that we can only get revelations rather than answers, that we must always reflect on ourselves, that we must be in awe, that we must interpret them carefully, and that we cannot see ourselves as wise men who have mastered our destiny. ”

After talking about his experience during this period of time in a summary way, Klein suddenly found that his spiritual vision was a little clearer, and he could even vaguely distinguish some details of the color of Angelica's aura.

At this moment, he was like a myopic patient wearing glasses with the right prescription.

This...... My "soothsayer" potion is starting to show obvious signs of digestion? Crane was stunned, unable to believe it for a moment.

"I didn't expect a soothsayer like you to keep his fear of fate all the time, it's really admirable. Angelica said sincerely.

She had seen too many people in the club who had just learned a few methods of divination and claimed to want to peek into the truth and change their fate.

Crane retracted his gaze and chuckled:

"The more you know, the more you understand your own insignificance. ”

As he spoke, he examined his own state and past experiences, and roughly grasped that the essence of the "playing method" was "to act in accordance with the name of the potion, to understand the hidden laws, and to be strict with himself."

Only in this way can we adjust the state of body, mind, and spirit, get close to the residual spirit in the potion, and gradually digest it.

Recognition of the status of a "soothsayer" is only a superficial factor, and the reason why it makes oneself feel spiritually lighter is that this feedback reinforces one's own confirmation of certain divination behaviors, which together constitute the "soothsayer's code" that allows the potion to be digested.

"Help others to interpret the revelation and guide them in a good direction, but at the same time we must always maintain reverence for fate, not inflated, not arrogant, and not blindly believe in our own interpretation...... This is the law I have summed up so far, and it is also the essence of the next 'play', if it can indeed continue to work, then it will not take me half a year, maybe two or three months, maybe two or three weeks, to completely digest the potion. ”

“...... The signs just now were very obvious, and it was no wonder that the mysterious Mr. Zarathu said that when the potion was thoroughly digested, the Extraordinary One himself could clearly understand that there was no need to be taught, yes, yes, no, no...... Like now, although my vision has improved a little, I know very well that this is only a node of digestion, not an end. ”

Thinking of this, Klein couldn't help but thank the tuxedo clown again, he educated himself with his life!

If it weren't for him, he might have to spend a few months in the divination club before he could sum up the "soothsayer's code" through good and bad cases again and again, and start to strictly "play".

"Mr. Moretti, sometimes I even feel that you are a philosopher. Hearing Klein's answer, Angelica sighed.

"In my circle, philosophers are swearing. "Klein was in a good mood.

After saying that, he bowed, put on his hat, and said goodbye and went out.

Although Angelica didn't know the name and identity of the gentleman on the portrait, Crane was not discouraged at all, and this gain was enough for him to move on to the next step.

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

36 Zotland Street, inside Black Thorn Security.

Dunn's gray eyes looked at the portrait in his hand and said:

"You want to find this person by investigating?"

"Yes. "Captain, didn't I say before that I was going to the Divination Club to observe the members' reactions to the sudden death of Haynas Vincent? ”

There is nothing wrong with his description, and even if Dunn Smith now goes to the divination club with the portrait, he will get confirmation from Angelica.

Dunn looked away from the portrait and smiled:

"It seems that the money was not wasted. ”

...... Captain, don't you have a bad memory, why did you remember the matter of funding at this time...... Crane kept smiling and didn't speak.

"You drew this?" Dunn asked casually.

"Well, I drew it with the help of ritual magic. Klein replied with 100 percent truth.

Of course, telling the truth and telling the whole truth are two different things.

Dunn bowed his head lightly and said:

"You let old Neil get a few more copies, and I'll let Kornli and Luo Yao go after them later, and ask the police department to help, if this clue is really useful, you have made another contribution." ”

"The Goddess protects us. Klein tapped four times on his chest, unusually reverent.

It would be enough for Dunn and them to find out the name and identity of the gentleman in the portrait, and he could divinate his whereabouts above the gray mist!

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

After leaving the Black Thorn Security Company, Klein, who was on his day off, did not go home immediately, but took a public carriage to the docklands and arrived at the door of the "Dragon Bar".

He thought about it, although the "soothsayer" lacked direct means of defeating the enemy, and did not have the ability to cast spells quickly, but there were many types of battles, not all of which belonged to encounters, and as long as there was sufficient time to prepare, the "soothsayer" could also use ritual magic to deal with the enemy, just as he solved the magic mirror divination incident at Selena's house.

And this means that it is better for the "soothsayer" to carry some herbs, essential oils, small candles and other items with him, so as not to be able to get the materials when he needs them, and he can only wait for death, after all, not everyone is like Selena, who has a bunch of occult items in his home, which is just enough to use.

As for the ones that had been applied, Crane had practiced so often that he had used them almost, and the little pockets on the inside of his clothes were holding the remainders.

He touched the bills in his pocket, pushed open the heavy door of the "Dragon Bar", and stepped inside.

It was afternoon, and there weren't many customers in the bar, and there were no dog-and-mouse competitions or boxing competitions, so it was quite deserted and not lively enough.

Klein glanced at the two tables of guests drinking and playing cards, and prepared to walk towards the billiard room that led to the underground market.

Just then, he saw a burly old man in a shabby naval officer's coat come out.

"Are you the friend that old Neil brought with him last time?" the blue-eyed old man, with messy brown hair and a strong smell of wine, glanced at Klein and said with a smile.

Klein vaguely guessed the identity of the other party, took off his hat and saluted:

"yes, I don't know what to call you?"

"Old Neil should have mentioned me to you, I'm the boss of this place, Svein. "The blue-eyed old man has thick arms, strong muscles, and the temperament of an officer.

Former captain of the "Substitute Punisher" squad in the city of Tingen...... It is said that he also served in the Royal Navy...... Klein politely responded:

"Yes. ”

"If you are short of money for a while, you can come to me. Svein smiled and made his way to the bar.

At this moment, Klein's heart moved, and he hurriedly shouted:

"Wait a minute, Mr. Svein, I have something to ask you. ”

Svein stopped, half-turned, and said with a smile:

"You're like you, well, your heads. ”

No, I don't have memory problems...... The corners of Klein's mouth moved, and he straightened out the portrait and said:

"Have you ever met this gentleman?"

He suddenly thought that Selena should have been led into this underground market by Henus Vincent, and even let Elizabeth know about the Dragon Bar, so could the gentleman in the portrait who has a certain relationship with Henus Vincent also come here?

Svein took a closer look and replied affirmatively:

"I remember him, he came to me and asked if there were any documents and objects related to the main peak of Honaches. ”

Documents and items related to the main peak of Hornachis Klein was stunned for a moment, and suddenly thought of another thing:

When he was borrowing periodicals and magazines related to the main peak of Hornachis at the Deville Library, the caretaker casually mentioned that someone had just returned them, so he remembered it very well and didn't need to turn over the card to confirm whether it existed.

Could it be that the gentleman in the portrait was the one who borrowed those periodicals and magazines before me?

This gentleman who witnessed the trading process of Antigonus's notes?