Lumian looked at the portrait in his hand and chuckled under his breath.

He didn't expect the big Arcana cards to quickly figure out the source of the rumors and find out what "I have a friend" really looked like.

It's normal to think about this, the rumors appeared two or three months ago, Lumian hadn't come to Trier yet, nor had he been mixed into the "Curly Baboon Research Society", whether it was "Loki" or "I have a friend", he didn't feel the real threat, and when he did "pranks", he was naturally unscrupulous, no matter how cautious he was, no matter how careful he was, it would not be possible to do it to this extent, and it would inevitably leave some traces.

The high-ranking person in the "psychiatrist" path not only understands the various abilities of "I have a friend" enough, but also restrains him in all aspects.

It is very difficult to find such traces for other extraordinary, but the "Justice" lady is the "spectator" path, that is, even if the actual action is not the holder of the Great Arcana card, her partner Susie can do this task excellently, because in Lumian's cognition, this lady is at least the sequence 5 of the "psychiatrist" path, just one step away from being a demigod.

Looking at the portrait of "I have a friend" wearing gold-rimmed glasses, with freckles on his face, a thin face, and short brown hair, Lumian rubbed the paper, hooked the corners of his mouth, and said to himself:

"Whoever walks through will leave a trace......

"Those who can't control their desire to do evil will be found one day."

He took the portrait and took advantage of the early departure and late return of Anthony. Before Red left the Golden Rooster Hotel, he knocked on the door of room 305.

"Help me keep an eye on this person, it's probably a doctor or a medical researcher." Lumian showed the portrait to Anthony dressed as a clerk. Red.

Immediately afterwards, he briefly talked about the performance of "I have a friend" at the party and several representative pranks, and asked sincerely:

Remember https://m in a second.

"Where would such a person hide?

Anthony. Red sighed and said:

"I'm a 'psychiatrist,' not a 'soothsayer.'

"You say, he showed a wealth of medical knowledge in his usual gatherings?"

After receiving Lumien's affirmative reply, Anthony . Red thought for a moment and said:

"In a party full of mischief, the details of the extraordinary person of the 'audience' channel should be the details he wants you to remember, not equal to his true image, or even the opposite.

"I speculate that 'I have a friend' who is not actually a doctor, but has enough knowledge of medicine and has accumulated a wealth of knowledge.

In fact...... not doctors, Ms. "Magician" also mentioned in her letter that the search should not be limited to doctors...... But in this way, millions of people in Trier are suspicious...... Lumien was both happy and annoyed.

Anthony. Rhett added two sentences:

"Such a man with anti-human tendencies and sufficient intelligence is likely to have a hidden penchant for challenging dangers, and like to tease others as clowns, and it may not be long before he plays another prank and mocks all his pursuers."

If only he didn't know that there were multiple demigods staring at it...... Lumian looks at Anthony. Rhett, turned to White Coat Street.

He had planned to find Lugano. Toscano, the would-be "doctor", asked if he knew the man in the portrait, but it was too early, the mill had not yet opened, and the guy did not know where he lived.

3 White Coat Street, inside apartment 601.

Franka had already woken up, as she had also received a letter from her big Arcana card, and was discussing a possible direction of investigation with Jana.

"You can't entrust too many intelligence dealers to find it, it's easy for 'I have a friend' to notice in advance, change his appearance or leave Trier." Franca reminded Lumien.

Lumian nodded slowly:

"On our own, there is little hope of finding such a person in Trier.......

"Isn't there still Anthony?" Franka winked at Lumien, meaning all the licensees in Trier.

"yes, I'll help too." Jaina took the initiative to say.

Lumian let out an "um", intending to follow the predetermined plan, starting with the group of doctors.

In the afternoon, Jane arrived at Market Avenue and waited for the public carriage at the stop sign.

Today, she wore a beige white long dress, a light brown straw hat with a few cloth flowers on her head that could block the sun, and tied her brown and yellow hair in a light bun at the back of her head, and the rest was naturally draped.

She didn't wear makeup, her face was very clean, and her blue eyes, although lacking black lines, were even sweeter.

Jana got into a public carriage and went all the way to the 7th arrondissement, which is the hot spring area.

This area is located on the west side of the observatory area, and it is a nice environment, with many wealthy people, the bankrupt owner of the Goodville chemical plant who used to live here, and the White Swan Hotel, where Charlie was a trainee waiter.

The spa area is also home to a number of well-known museums, also known as the "Museum District", and Trier's largest and most formal madhouse, Deerta, is located next to one of them.

Jane is going to visit the underground singer who used to take good care of her, the "pompous woman" who was raped by the Stinger Gang's Margot and devastated physically and mentally, left the market area, and lived in an insane asylum.

When Lumian killed Margot, Janna found her and told her the good news, and has been visiting her regularly ever since.

Originally, Jana didn't have much money herself, and she was still worried about repaying her debts, so she couldn't do more for this friend, and later, in the matter of Lumian's hunting for the parish priest, she earned 5,000 filkins in one go, plus those two indemnities and various inputs, after paying off all the arrears except for Franca, she still had more than 7,500 filkins left on her body.

Because the repayment pressure on Franca's side is very small, Jaina is finally able to pull out a sum of money to send the former "pompous girl" to the Delta insane asylum, which is significantly better in terms of facilities, environment, and doctors and nurses.

She would visit the other party every once in a while, first, to pay the fee, and second, to show the doctors and nurses that this patient was concerned by relatives and friends, and if anyone dared to bully her, someone would support her.

Jaina stepped out of the carriage, put on her brown straw hat, and walked down a lively and bustling street.

A few steps later, she saw a little boy of seven or eight years old standing alone on the side of the road.

The little boy had a fleshy face, dressed in the formal clothes of a little gentleman, and his pale yellow hair was neatly combed.

Noticing that the little boy's eyes were very confused, Jane walked over, buried her body, and kindly asked:

"Are you lost with your family? Do you need me to take you to the police station, or just call the police? ”

The little boy wore a silver bow tie over his white shirt, and he sighed and said:

"I didn't get lost, it was just a woman who liked to drink and asked me for a favor, and I didn't know how to help, and it seemed a little dangerous over there, so I had to wait here."

Over there...... Janna glanced at the boy's raised finger and felt that he was talking about a memorial parish, a market area, or a botanical garden.

"Why do you need to wait here to help?" Janena had trouble understanding a child's train of thought.

The fleshy little boy sighed again:

I don't know why, but my instincts made me do it. ”

Speaking of this, he raised his head and looked at Jana, with a pitiful expression:

"Can you treat me to an ice cream? The weather in Trier is just too hot! ”

"What about the lady who likes to drink and asked for your help?" Jane asked, confused and cautious.

The little boy glanced left and right and said:

"After I said I'd wait here, she went to find a place to drink by herself."

That's irresponsible, isn't it? What should I do if my child gets lost? Jane couldn't help but frown.

The little boy said again with a dumb eye:

"You can buy ice cream from this café so I can eat ice cream and wait inside without worrying about getting lost.

That is, Jane Na has been financially rich recently, and she hesitated for a few seconds and said:

"What do you want?

"Vanilla!" The little boy replied quickly and loudly.

Jana then spent 1 Felkin to buy the boy a vanilla-flavored ice cream in the café next door.

The little boy sat by the window, taking the ice cream and letting the joy on his face.

"Thank you, you'll have good luck!"

Jane didn't pay attention to the other person's thanks, and after seeing the little boy concentrate on eating ice cream, she quickly left the place, found the patrolling police officer, and told them that there was a lost child in the café ahead.

After confirming that the two officers had moved into the café, Jane breathed a sigh of relief and continued briskly.

Not long after, she arrived at the Deerta Asylum.

The asylum is located next to the hot springs, and behind the walls is a gray-blue three-storey building with an annex, surrounded by patches of verdant lawns bathed in golden sunlight and many activity equipment, and the environment is very good.

Jane met her friend without incident.

The former "pompous girl" was the same as other female patients, with short ear-length hair, a plain face, and peaceful eyes, and she looked no different from a normal person.

When Jaanna chats with her, there is often the illusion that the other party is not sick or crazy, but Jaena is also very aware that once she receives certain stimuli, she will immediately enter a manic state, both self-harm and harm others.

After chatting for nearly half an hour, Jaina walked out of the designated meeting room and prepared to leave.

As she walked through the outer hallway, she looked out the window.

On a green lawn, twenty or thirty mentally ill people walked slowly, thinking alone, or leaning against the trees, basking in the sun, or gathering together, muttering something to no avail.

They also behave like normal people.

Jaina casually swept around, ready to withdraw her gaze.

At that moment, she saw a figure in a blue and white striped hospital gown.

The figure was more than 1.75 meters, his short brown hair was combed into three or seven minutes, his flaxen eyes were mostly blocked by gold-rimmed glasses, his face was obviously thin, with many freckles, and at this time, he was basking in the sun, pacing back and forth on the green lawn, as if thinking about some philosophical question.

Jana's pupils dilated.

This, this is "I have a friend"!