Wednesday morning.

Embassy of Intis, inside the Office of the Special Envoy.

Mr. Owen returned to his seat after having his secretary escort away a Ruon diplomat who had come to the door to negotiate.

After taking a sip of coffee, he picked up the pen again and drew something unhurriedly.

A moment later, the two-mustachioed secretary walked into the office again, closed the door, and whispered, "Mr. Owen...... In the Rune Parliament, the call for a severe punishment of the murderers has become louder and louder, and it has even become one of the bottom lines of the Conservative Party...... If this continues, I am afraid that the New Party will not suppress the Conservatives in this matter again......"

"Tell them that we are also checking ourselves and ask them to wait another week or two...... I'm sure the Prime Minister of Rune can still do this little thing. Mr. Owen took a sip of his coffee, not paying much attention to it.

"Rune has actually slowed down the progress of MI9...... But even then, two weeks is the limit.

"If we don't give them a satisfactory answer, war is not out of the question...... At the very least, there will be a colonial proxy war of no less intensity......

"And we're not ready...... Once a proxy war does break out, you're definitely going to be hit by the front face. The secretary reminded.

"Don't worry, I have already arranged the manpower in the country, and as long as I find the right time, I will immediately attack the Surrey family!

"And next week's year-end meeting is a good time.

"When the time comes, the fate of the entire family will be used as a threat, and I am not afraid that our dear chief military officer will not take the blame." Mr. Owen said with a smile.

"Next week...... I'll try to get to that point. The secretary nodded first, then hesitated for a moment, and then asked, "I see that Mr. Surrey is very kind to his granddaughter...... Why don't you use her to blackmail Mr Sarry? ”

"Oh, no matter how much Sarri dotes on his granddaughter, he won't put her on the same footing as the family...... After all, once he confesses, it will inevitably bring a stain on his family!

"Only by putting his family in crisis can he be forced to take responsibility.

"As for his granddaughter, it can be used as a tool to break through his defenses for the last time......

"In Russell's words, it's 'the last grass that crushes the horses.'"

At this point, Mr. Owen stopped the whole conversation, but gave the secretary the picture he had just drawn, and asked with a smile, "Do you know who she is?" ”

The secretary took a look and found that the painting was a heroic woman in military uniform, he thought for a while, and said uncertainly: "This is the youngest sister of His Majesty George III...... Her Highness Vera? ”

"That's right! This Highness is not an easy character, he is both capable and ambitious! After all, even 1 "arrogance" suffered at her hands.

Of course, the last sentence was not uttered by Mr. Owen.

"What do you want to paint the portrait of this highness?" The secretary asked, puzzled.

He felt that he was a little out of step with Mr. Special Envoy's train of thought.

"Do you think His Majesty George III would agree if I proposed to marry Her Royal Highness the Princess?" Mr. Owen touched the face of the woman in the portrait and asked without answering.

"This ......" The secretary had obviously never considered this possibility, but he still made up his mind and asked, "Which gentleman do you plan to recommend to marry Her Royal Highness Princess Vera?" ”

"Naturally it's me!" Mr. Owen laughed and put away the portrait, and it was as if an eye had landed in the middle of the bridge of his nose on his face, as if he were looking at a man from below.

It was a mask of "lust".

……

In the library of the University of Beckland, Miss Fanny, Mr. Surrey's granddaughter and one of Abner's close friends, who has been promoted to "Barbarian", and her close friend Miss Emma get up to take their leave.

After she left, Emma, who was about to continue reading, suddenly heard a voice in her ear: "If I were you, try to stay away from her!" ”

Hearing this voice, Emma didn't have a trace of strangeness, raised her eyebrows and said, "Why?" ”

"There are at least three Extraordinaries watching her, one of whom is still in the middle sequence...... She's bound to be in some kind of trouble. The voice came again.

Emma groaned for a while when she heard this, and asked again, "Is it really just surveillance?" You can't steal their ideas, do you? ”

"It's really just monitoring for the time being...... But then it won't be necessary......" The voice said at this point, and forcibly stopped again, dissatisfied, "I am not your pet, and the contract we signed does not include providing you with information about such unrelated people. ”

"Without me, can you realize the drawbacks of possession of animals? This is what you owe me. Emma said with a smile.

"But I've taught you so much knowledge, and I'm already your de facto teacher, can't you change that damn 'contract'?" The emotion in that voice grew up.

"Teacher? I'm not as easy to deceive as Hézel, don't you know you're not at ease?

"Moreover, if it weren't for your bad mind, and your intelligence dropped so much because of the possessed animal, you wouldn't have fallen into my trap."

At this point, Emma paused and continued with the previous topic, "Who are those extraordinary people who spy on Fanny?" ”

"I didn't look closely...... All I know is that they were hired by a young man with two mustaches......" The voice struggled for a moment, but finally replied1.

"Draw me what that person looks like...... Don't worry, I won't call you in vain, this is also counted as a 'constraint' in that 'contract'. ”

……

Queens, a luxury villa for the Earl of Hall's family.

The icy air was kept out of the windows and walls, and the room was warm and the fireplace was elegant.

Miss Tessleka followed the maid, Miss Anne, into Miss Audrey's studio.

This official member of the "Psychological Alchemy Society" looks very young, like a young girl still studying in public school or grammar school. She had waist-length black hair and lake-blue eyes, and was three or four centimeters shorter than Audrey.

At this time, Miss Audrey was still being measured by the fashion designer Mrs. Ginia so that she could conceive the costume of the New Year's ball according to her recent state of body and temperament, so she was alone to admire the paintings on the wall.

Mr. Sensi's "Inner Night"? Mrs. Cosmo's "The Starry Night"? Sir Glenn's Sunrise?

O gods...... Aren't they all genuine? Every painting here is worth at least one small or medium-sized estate around Beckland......

She swallowed her saliva and tried her best to maintain an elegant posture without making a rude expression, so as not to make Miss Audrey's maid look down on her.

In less than five minutes, Audrey entered the studio, she found a reason to send Anne away, and after motioning to Susie, the golden retriever, to "stand guard" outside the door, she asked with a smile:

"*** Special, is there any progress on what I entrusted you with earlier?"

Reluctantly, he withdrew his gaze from the paintings, and said in a structured voice: "We have the potion recipe for 'Ocean Singer', but there is no need to sell it, unless the other party can give a return that cannot be refused. ”

If you are willing to talk, it means that there is hope! Audrey's blue eyes rolled slightly, and she laughed softly:

"What do you hope for?"

Islam brushed his hair and replied preparedly:

"The Singer of the Sea's potion recipe is 7,000 pounds, or an extraordinary item roughly equivalent to it."

In other words, you want to get magical items more, and for this reason, you can accept the price reduction...... "Psychological Alchemy Society" belongs to one of the youngest secret organizations, and the accumulation in this area is obviously not as good as others...... Audrey pursed her lips and said:

"I'll give you feedback, but I don't guarantee that they'll accept it."

Islan nodded his head, took out a portrait from his bag and handed it to Audrey and said, "This is the person a friend of mine is looking for, I don't know if you recognize it?" If he can be identified, my friend will pay a good reward. ”

Audrey didn't pay attention to it, but only picked up the portrait, and when she saw the man with two mustaches on it, she seemed to think that she had seen it somewhere, and she couldn't remember it.

After *** Te left, Audrey called Susie, who was guarding the door, and showed her the portrait as well.

"Isn't this the confidential secretary of the Intis embassy? He had come to visit the Count, and I had seen him in the drawing-room. Susie, however, recognized at a glance who the person in the portrait was.

Intis Embassy? Confidential secretary? The people of the Psychological Alchemy Society asked him what he was doing? Confused, Audrey praised Susie on the surface, which made the latter's tail wagging faster.

……

In his one-bedroom house on Black Palm Street in the East End, Abner is sorting out his teaching experience over the past few days.

Although Leon the Lion said that the rules of playing the "Mystic Master" are "collecting the Mystic, creating the Mystic, and teaching the Mystic, so that the Mystics are not secretive in the end", when "playing", "Mystic" does not refer specifically to extraordinary abilities.

Through the practice of these few days, Abner discovered even the skills of spelling words, the tricks of mathematical calculations, and the ways and means of memorizing things...... These are actually "secret techniques" in life and learning.

And after he summarized these things and taught them to those children, he naturally got some feedback from the play.

"But just by playing like that...... I'm afraid it will take five or six years to digest it completely! ”

Abner sighed, though he knew that this was the normal rate of play digestion in the middle sequence.

Just as he was preparing for his class and preparing to enter the "learning space" to develop a new secret technique, a crimson light suddenly appeared in front of him.

Crane has something to do with me? Or did Hugh contact me urgently?

The thought crossed his mind, and Abner let the tide of crimson swallow him.

Above the gray mist, Abner had just appeared on the side of the old bronze table, and saw that Miss "Temperance" and "Mr. World" were already waiting here.