Hearing Klein's question, the beautiful lady with long brown and yellow hair elegantly coiled did not have an impatient expression at all, and maintained a polite smile and said:

"Our members are free to do divination in the club and set their own prices, we only take a very small percentage of the fee, if you want to do divination, you can take a look at this atlas, which has the introduction and price of members who are willing to do divination for others. ”

"However, today is Monday afternoon, and most of our members are at work and busy, and less than five of us have come to ......"

As she spoke, she invited Klein to sit down on the couch by the window in the reception hall, and then flipped through the brochure opposite, pointing out the current members of the club:

"Heinas Vancente, a well-known soothsayer in Tingen, a resident club teacher, specializes in all kinds of divination, and charges 4 soles per session. ”

It's so expensive...... That's enough for me to have two good dinners with Benson and Melissa...... Klein was speechless and didn't answer.

Seeing this, the lady with brown hair continued to turn the pages back and introduced them one by one:

“...... The last one, Glacis, a member who had just joined the club this year, mastered tarot divination, which cost 2p per session. ”

"Which one would you like to choose, sir?"

Klein replied without any politeness:

"Mr. Grassis. ”

"......," said the pretty lady in charge of the reception, who was silent for two seconds, "sir, I must warn you in advance that Mr. Glacis can only be regarded as a beginner. ”

"Understand, I'll take responsibility for my decisions. Crane smiled and nodded.

“...... Then please follow me. The pretty lady got up and led Klein through the door next to the reception hall.

There was a not-so-long hallway, and at the end was an open conference room, filled with sunlight, with tables and chairs, newspapers, magazines, cards, and other things, from which the faint smell of coffee wafted out.

When there were still two rooms left in the conference room, the beautiful lady in charge of the reception motioned to Klein to stop, quickened her pace, walked to the end, and called out softly:

"Mr. Glacis, you have been asked for divination. ”

"Me?" a voice of surprise and confusion rang out, accompanied by the movement of the chair.

"Yes, which divination room are you going to use?" replied the pretty lady without any emotion.

"Citrine room, I love citrine. Glacis appeared at the door of the conference room and looked curiously at Klein, who was waiting not far away.

He was a man in his thirties, with a dark complexion, dark green pupils, pale yellow and soft hair, a white shirt, a black waistcoat, and a pair of monocles on his chest.

The beautiful lady in charge of the reception didn't say much and opened the "citrine" room next to the conference room.

Inside, the curtains were closed and the light was dim, as if this was the only way to get the revelation of the gods and spirits and obtain accurate divination results.

"Hello, I'm Glacis, I didn't expect you to pick me to do your divination. Glacisis saluted gentlemanly, walked quickly into the room, and sat down behind the long table, "Frankly, I'm just trying to do divination for people, I don't have a lot of experience, for the time being, I'm not a good diviner, and you still have a chance to regret it." ”

After Klein returned the salute, he followed him inside and closed the door with his backhand.

He smiled at the light that pierced through the curtain and said:

"You are such an honest gentleman, but I am a very adamant person who is very adamant about his choice. ”

"You may be seated. Glacis pointed to the opposite position, thought for a few seconds, and said, "Divination is just my hobby, hehe, people often get the guidance of the gods in their lives, and ordinary people can't accurately interpret the meaning of the Lord, this is the meaning of divination, and it is also the reason why I joined this club." I don't have enough confidence in myself in this respect, so let's assume that the next divination is an exchange, a free exchange, and how about this proposal? ”

Crane didn't say yes, didn't shake his head, and instead smiled:

"You can see that you have a good, decent job. ”

As he spoke, he leaned forward slightly, put his right hand into a fist against his forehead, and tapped it twice.

"But that doesn't improve the accuracy of my divination. Glacis replied humorously, and asked in a deep voice, "Do you have a headache?"

"A little, what I want to sooth is the whereabouts of an object. Klein had already thought of his words, and leaned back slowly.

In his eyes, Glacis's physical aura was clearly present, and the orange-red of his lungs was dull and thin, and it affected the rest of the brightness.

This is not a sign of exhaustion...... Crane nodded imperceptibly.

"Looking for a lost item?" Glacis thought for a few seconds, "then let's make a simple decision." ”

He pushed the neat stack of tarot cards on the black table to Klein:

"Calm down, think back to the object in your mind, silently say 'can you still find it', and at the same time, shuffle and cut the cards. ”

"Okay. Klein didn't really remember what the old notebook looked like, so he could only expand on the question that needed to be read silently: Is it still possible to find the note of the House of Antigonus?

In the midst of repetition, he skillfully shuffled and cut the cards.

Glacis picked up one from the top and pushed it sideways in front of Klein:

"Turn it clockwise to vertical, and then turn it over, if it is reversed, that is, the pattern on the card is facing you upside down, it means that the item cannot be recovered, if it is positive, then we continue the divination later, looking for its specific whereabouts. ”

Crane followed the prompts and turned the horizontal cards into vertical in chronological terms.

He twisted the edge of the tarot card and turned it over.

This is an inverted, reversed card.

"It's a pity. Glacis sighed.

Klein didn't respond, as his attention was on the tarot card in front of him.

The image on this reversed card is a "fool" wearing a gorgeous dress and a colorful headdress!

"Fool" again? It can't be such a coincidence, right...... According to the "Hanged Man" and Old Neil, divination is the result of communication between the spirit and the spirit world, with the higher "I", and the tarot cards are only a convenient tool for interpreting the "symbolic revelation", and theoretically speaking, it does not matter what divination items are used, and it does not affect the result...... Klein frowned slightly, thought for a while, and said:

"Can I tell if someone else has gotten that item?"

"Absolutely, in the same way as before, do it all over again. Glacis nodded with interest.

Klein shuffled, cut, and meditated on the problem.

Drawing cards, horizontally, clockwise to vertical, he finished preparing with a serious expression.

Taking a breath, Crane reached out and flipped over the tarot card.

Don't be a fool again......

In the mood of prayer, he suddenly relaxed, because the card was presented as a "star", reversed!

"It looks like the item hasn't been picked up yet. Glacis smiled and explained.

Crane nodded, raised his right hand, tapped his eyebrows twice thoughtfully, and then took two pennies with dark brass from his trouser pocket and pushed them to Glacis.

"Didn't I say free?" said Glacis, frowning.

Crane smiled and got up:

"It's a sign of respect for divination. ”

"Well, thank you for your generosity. Glacis stood up and stretched out his hand.

Shaking hands, Crane took two steps back, turned around, walked to the door, and twisted the handle.

When he was about to go out, he suddenly turned around and said with an "um":

"Mr. Glacis, I advise you to see a doctor as soon as possible, mainly for lung problems. ”

"Why?" asked Glacis in amazement.

Is this not satisfied with the results of divination, cursing me?

Klein thought for a moment and said:

"It's a symptom that looks good on your face, and you, um, your eyebrows are dark. ”

"The center of his eyebrows is darkened...... "It was the first time Glacis had heard a similar description.

Crane didn't explain any more, smiled and walked out of the room, closing the wooden door with his hand.

"Is he an unlicensed doctor, or a country pharmacist?" Glacis, shaking his head amusedly, picking up the silver mirror for divination.

He took a closer look and found that his eyebrows were indeed blackened.

But this is a problem of the environment, under the dim light that penetrates the curtains, not only his eyebrows are black, but his whole face is black!

"A not-so-likable joke. Glacis whispered.

He was not very relieved to divinate his health and confirmed that there was nothing wrong.

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

By the time he left the Divination Club, Crane had a plan for the future.

That is, to save money as soon as possible, pay the annual fee, become a member of the club, and thus start playing the so-called "soothsayer".

Why don't you go it alone, because you don't have resources for the time being, you don't have channels, and it's impossible to go to the street to be a vendor, after all, you are a decent person and you want face.

After a few minutes he waited for the public carriage, which cost two pence, to Zotland Street, which was not too far away.

Pushing open the door of the "Black Thorn Security Company", he didn't see the familiar brown-haired girl, only the poet-like, black-haired and green-eyed Leonard Mitchell sitting at the back of the reception desk.

"Good afternoon, where's Rosan?" asked Klein after taking off his hat and saluting.

Leonard smiled and pointed to the partition door:

"She's in the arsenal tonight. ”

Without waiting for Klein to ask again, Leonard said as if he was thinking about something:

"Klein, there's one thing I've been puzzled about. ”

"Something. Klein looked dazed.

Leonard stood up and smiled soothingly:

"Why did Welch and Naya kill themselves on the spot, and you go home?"

"It should be the unknown being who wants me to take away the notes of the Antigonus family and hide them. Klein said the accepted speculation.

Leonard paced a few steps, then suddenly turned and looked directly into Klein's eyes:

"If you were asked to kill yourself to kill your mouth and erase the clues, then why didn't you just destroy the notebook on the spot?"