|||->-> When everything was arranged, Abay fell asleep, but fortunately this time he slept more peacefully. The room was full of unfriendly psychological hints, and Abay Lou still slept sweetly.

It may also be because he has a big heart and snores that can sleep in a room that is obviously problematic.

At eleven o'clock in the afternoon of the next day, the spiders invited by Abaylou arrived as promised, one of them as a customer, and several as waiters.

If needed, the spider will even actually take drugs to dispel the other person's suspicions.

At about twelve o'clock, Shanso arrived as promised. The others all tensed.

"Here she is. The informant nodded, and immediately got into shape. In order to welcome the arrival of Shanso, they have even begun to act for half an hour, and when Shanso arrives, they will just enter the plot that Abaylou needs.

Shanso came in with a somewhat frivolous footsteps, and Abay Lou probably had been hurt again. She nodded to Abay and sat down in front of him.

"I'll get something. Shanso took out the money bag in his bosom and placed it in front of Abayro.

"Miss maid, with all due respect. Abay Lou didn't give Shanso drugs at the first time, but looked at Shanso calmly.

Shanso's face turned a little cold.

"Is it another dishonest drug dealer?" thought Shanso. As soon as Abaylou made the slightest move, she would attack Abaylou.

"You don't look good, dear lady maid. As you can see, I'm a gentleman, and I can't stand a woman getting hurt the most. Can you show me your wounds—" Abaylou reached out to touch Shanso.

"Don't touch me. Shanso subconsciously shot out the thin needle he had brought with him, and Abay Lou used his fingernails to block the thin needle that almost shot into his throat. "Miss maid, I don't know what you've been through, but you're panicking like a wounded kitten, and I have no intention of hurting you. ”

"All I need is drugs. Shanso said.

"Okay, I know you just need drugs. "You have two wounds on your waist, and numerous wounds on your body, inflammation of the lower tidi, and a blow to your head. This is not what an ordinary maid should have. ”

"Hmm. Shansom was silent, but still chose to groan in understanding, "This is my business, you don't have to worry about me." ”

"I don't have to worry about you, Miss Maid. But you not only have a beautiful face, but more importantly, I have a heart to help you when the road is uneven. A maid of any country should not endure harm from her master. Abaylou sneered and said, "You are the maid of Bisenjinat, and you should have your own opinions." ”

"It's not like a drug dealer would say. Shanso said coldly, "I hope you don't care about my business anymore, this is the only requirement for the transaction between us to continue." ”

"I'm sorry. Abailou lowered his head and pretended to be sad and said, "You are welcome to come back next time." ”

It's time. It's time to talk about the script of the spider next to it.

"The person you are going to find has been found. The informant said.

"Yes, no way! That person has been gone for ten years. ”

"Don't underestimate our abilities, with the magic of Diamond Hugo, anything can be solved. The informant confidently said, "Even if it's a dead man, I can find out where he died in the end." Thankfully, the man is still alive. ”

"Great. The fake customer stood up happily, pointed to the man dressed as a prophet behind him, and said angrily: "I knew that this bastard had deceived me for three years, one in the north and one in the south, a difference of 108,000 miles." ”

"Prophecy is also wrong. Said the false prophet.

"You're a liar, fool. The fake customer took out a knife and killed the prophet.

The most real. Someone's life is real, and when Shanso saw that this person was really killed, she subconsciously increased her credibility in her heart.

There was no problem with the coordination between Abaylou and the spider, and Shanso looked like she was hooked. She hesitated for a long time, then turned her head to look at Abay.

"What's that?" she asked.

"A little man-finding technique, from Diamond Hugo. Abaylou replied with a smile.

"Are you Diamond Hugo?" Chanso paused, "You know Bissenjinat's attitude towards Diamond Hugo, and you're going to be in trouble soon." ”

With so much to say, Abaylou knew she must be looking for a topic. Just because Madara is cold doesn't mean they haven't been trained to talk.

"We always get out of it. Abaylou took a comfortable position and took a sip of tea, "They can't catch us." ”

"Well, I believe that. Shanso stared at Abaylou's face, trying to find clues.

But where could there be any clues to be found on the bandaged face, Shanso could only ask.

"Can you really find the missing person?" asked Shanso.

"Absolutely, but within 10 years at most. "Abaylou is not lying, this magic of communicating the Hidden Way sounds powerful, but in fact it has great limitations and is expensive.

The first thing to look for must be within a hundred miles of the person being searched, and this alone makes this magic a thing that cannot be put on the table.

The pan-continent is so vast, and there is no accurate information at all about where it can be found.

Fortunately, Abaylou was sure that Liadis was in the White City.

Even if it is determined that the thirty-fifth generation of Madara maids will not rebel, the Byson royal family will still carefully handle the affairs of Liadès, give the thirty-fifth generation maids a beautiful sweetness, and make them return in vain like hamsters on a turntable.

"Ten years? Liadis seems to have been missing for only six years. Shanso thought. They had seen Liadis in the first year, but after the second year, Liadis was gone, and no one knew where she had gone.

Most of them are dead. Abaylou guessed.

Now there are two possibilities, Liadis and the Beatson royal family are in a gang in order to appease the strongest team of thirty-five generations of Madara Flower maids, and the other possibility is that Liadis is really dead.

Either way, Liadis is the poor party to be taken advantage of.

Abaylou didn't want to puncture Shanso's beautiful dreams, but tragedy always came.

"Such a handy spell must need something. Shanso said.

"Of course. Abaylou nodded and said, "For example, the money is for me." There's another one, and that's the part of the person you're looking for. ”

"Part of her?"

"The best is the part of the body, and the second is the item she uses the most. Abaylou explained.

"But I don't have any money, can I replace it with something else?" asked Shanso, confused.

"Of course, what do you think is the most important thing about you?" said Abaylou's half of his mask with a demonic smile, like Shanso had made a pact with the devil.

"How about I follow you as soon as I find Liadès?" Shanso suddenly smiled, as if relieved, "Find her, I'm willing to do things for you." ”

"Deal. Miss maid, I'm willing to help you like this, purely because you're so beautiful. Abaylou smiled and said, "Also, you just smiled so beautifully." ”

"I'm smiling?" Kasuo touched her face, not feeling the slightest hint of the smile she had just had. She didn't dwell on the matter and walked quickly to the door.

"I'll come to you tomorrow. Shanso looked around the room, "You'd better change rooms, this room is full of vicious hints, staying here for a long time is not good for your body and mind." ”

"Can you see the anomaly in this room?" said Abaylou in surprise. He also thought that Bissenjinat was a barbarian, and that there would be people here who knew such a thing as "psychological suggestion" that was obviously out of date.

"We're trained to be the best at using cues in silence. This room may have come from the hands of my compatriots, and I'm afraid it doesn't welcome any guests. Shanso reminded Abaylou that this was out of her inner "conscience".

When Shanso was gone, Abaylou fell into deep thought.

If Shanso knew about the "psychological suggestion", it proves that the Bison royal family also knew. So is there a possibility that this room was made by the Beeson royal family in order to hide people's eyes?

"Do you think there's anything unusual about this room?" asked Abaylous.

"Being here makes me a little distracted, and I always feel like there's a pair of eyes on me. The informant said.

The feeling of the informant is the same as that of Abayr, and this room is clearly not a comfortable room to live in.

Damn, there's no need to forget too much. Abay Lou rubbed his head, the memories of several lifetimes were as troublesome as fighting books in a library.

Seeing that Abaylou was lost in thought, the informant returned to his place and continued to pretend his work. Being able to deceive a thoughtful Madarato maid is also a success.

This is also thanks to the acting skills of His Majesty Abaylou. There's a reason why the informant found out that His Majesty was able to be friends with President Kata.

Both of them gave him the same unfathomable feeling.

Does this room hide any secrets?

Is that half of the window, the wall staring straight at the central painting, or the blood-red stalls and walls are wallpaper in the shape of an eye?

All kinds of unnaturalness add up to give people a huge psychological pressure, and the whole room is like the stomach of a giant monster.

Staying in it will give you the feeling of wanting to leave. Abaylou is fine, I guess the informant is already very uncomfortable.

He saw that the informant had already wiped his sweat a few times.

"Sure enough, there is a question, whether I should find out if I should find out. Abaylou pondered what he was still thinking about before he went to bed yesterday.

"Let's wait until the Shanso affair is over. Abay continued to suppress his curiosity. However, he couldn't help but make some small gestures, such as taking off the seemingly precious crowd hanging painting on the wall.

"Much more comfortable. The informant said.