Darcia, who got up early in the morning, was surprised to find that her husband, who used to always get up on time even on the way to the sea, did not get up on time today.

She gently patted her husband's sleeping face: "Petro, get up Petro." ”

Petro, who was woken up, looked at his wife sleepily, and his eyes returned to clarity in a few breaths, "Is it time?" ”

He stretched as he spoke, looking very tired.

Perhaps it was because the journey was too tiring, Darcia thought to herself, and said softly, "Why don't you sleep a little longer, I see you're still very tired." ”

Petro smiled and shook his head: "I'm fine." ”

After saying that, he quickly got up and dressed neatly under the service of the manservant.

At half past nine in the morning, Petro left the house on time and took his wife Darcia in a horse-drawn carriage all the way to the university district.

The carriage slowly stopped at the entrance of Hoy University, and Petro helped his wife out of the carriage and said in a cheerful tone: "This is my university." ”

He looked around, with a look of remembrance on his face, and stretched out his arm to signal his wife to take it: "Let's go, I'll introduce my mentor to you." ”

During the summer vacation, Hoy University is full of greenery, flowers and birds, and it is peaceful and tranquil.

Petro walked along the river, stopping to point to a spot and tell his wife about what he had done there in college.

After walking for a while, Petro and his wife turned into the road leading to the history department, found the three-story graystone building that he had known for some years, and he quickly went to the office of his mentor, Cohen Quentin, from memory.

Knocking softly on the door, Petro waited until an answer rang from inside, then pushed his wife inside.

In the seat behind the desk sat a middle-aged man of medium stature with bronzed skin, holding a newspaper in one hand, without a beard, wearing a top hat, black hair and brown eyes, soft features, eyes revealing an indescribable vicissitudes, and a black mole under his right ear that could only be found on closer inspection.

"Who are you?" Petro frowned as he looked at the strange man, wondering if he had gone to the wrong office.

The middle-aged man put down the newspaper and said with a smile: "I'm Azik, a faculty member in the history department, and you're coming to Professor Cohen?" ”

Petro was stunned for a moment, then quickly took off his top hat and said hello: "Hello, I'm sorry, I didn't have you in the faculty when I went to school." ”

Azik smiled and said, "I only applied for the teaching position here a few years ago, and you are a student of Professor Cohen?" ”

"Yes, I'm Petro Lehr, a student of the class of 1342, and this is my wife, Darcia." Petro reported himself.

"You're late, Professor Cohen has an academic conference on the fly, and you just left not long ago, did you make an appointment with him?"

Petro shook his head: "I didn't make an appointment in advance, I wrote to my mentor before, he said that he would be at school until August, and I happened to come back from my honeymoon to see him." ”

Azik glanced at the two and smiled, "Congratulations, happy newlywed." ”

"Thank you."

"If you're not in a hurry, you can wait for him here." Azk suggested.

Petro hesitated and shook his head: "No need, I want to take my wife to walk around the neighborhood and come back in the afternoon, please tell the teacher that I have been here in the morning." ”

"No problem." Azik nodded, then frowned and asked, "Have you encountered anything strange lately?" ”

Petro was stunned, his face a little unnatural.

The relationship between the two was just a new acquaintance, and such a question was somewhat rude, and he replied with unhappiness: "No." ”

Azik waved his hand, stretched his eyebrows, and said, "I'm sorry, I'm talking too much." ”

Petro nodded coldly and left.

It's really inexplicable, after pulling his wife out of the tutor's office, Petro couldn't help but complain in his heart.

Immediately, he saw a young gentleman walking towards him, with black hair and brown eyes, an ordinary appearance, a deep outline, and a scholarly temperament.

Seeing Petro walking out of his mentor's office, Klein, who had come to visit as agreed, couldn't help but glance at the other party curiously, and bowed his head in a friendly greeting, slightly curious in his heart to wonder why this gentleman looked a little unhappy.

Petro restrained the unhappiness on his face, nodded at Klein politely, and then left the history department with Dacia and wandered around the university.

Crane entered the office and discussed with Mr. Azik the book "A Study of the Ancient Ruins of the Main Peak of Honaches", and Azik used the excuse that he had been exposed to divination when he was a college student in Beckland, and he had a certain amount of research on this subject, which very tactfully reminded Crane that his fate was incongruous.

Klein's first feeling after hearing this was strange, Mr. Azik, who was an ordinary person in his eyes, actually said in front of a real "soothsayer" that he had some research on divination, which was both ridiculous and a little abnormal.

He quietly turned on his vision and made sure that Mr. Azik was normal in all aspects, and politely got up to take his leave.

Returning home, Klein, out of caution, followed Mr. Azik's reminder and divined the recent events one by one, all showing that there was no coincidence element.

"It seems that I am thinking too much, Mr. Azik is indeed a divination enthusiast." Crane laughed to himself, and was about to open the curtains, when he suddenly felt that he was still not at ease, remembering Mr. Azik's calm, reliable, and trustworthy character, he suspected that the other party knew some inside information, and reminded himself through divination.

After thinking for a moment, he went to the gray mist to perform divination, and saw the house with a dark red chimney.

After that, he divined the relevant events, and there was no feedback, and he soon realized that it was the people behind the scenes who interfered with the divination, and he had an unprecedented urgency to improve himself.

He then tried to find clues to the "Joker" potion, and finally locked on the old man he saw in the divination screen and sold the notes of the Antigone family with Henus Vincent.

Determining that there was indeed an element of coincidence in what had happened to him, he speculated that perhaps Mr. Azik was a member of the School of Life and had made up his mind to run to him if he had nothing to do.

He then put on his coat and left the house, first to the Fortune Tellers' Club and then to the Black Thorn Security Company.

He approached the captain, Dunn, and handed him the portrait of the old man he had seen in the divination screen.

Dunn looked at it twice, and then a strange look appeared on his face: "I know this person." He then opened the drawer and handed Klein the official Extraordinaire Internal Wanted Warrant from the Substitute Punishment.

"Siris Areis, a cloth merchant, lives at 19 Hals Block—" Crane was overjoyed, and this information was enough for him to make a divination.

Without the slightest hesitation, he went to the bathroom and entered the gray mist to perform dream divination, and saw the scene of Siris borrowing books from the Deville Library.

Without hesitation, Klein informed the captain of the discovery, and then went to the Deville Library to investigate what books Siris had borrowed.