"Ordinary people and the Awakened are divided according to different realms?"

Lindsay's tone was a little confused:

"Everyone lives in the same city, and the low-level awakened ones don't have the ability to go beyond common sense. Wouldn't this kind of disposal cause great trouble? ”

Walawala explains:

"This is the rule set by the art association, and if there is trouble, they will deal with it themselves."

Savat, who was walking ahead, noticed the conversation between the two.

He turned around and said in a complicated tone:

"Social stability, the operation of cities, the supply of materials, and even the small probability of awakening, all of these require a huge population base to support the existing development."

"You guys don't know anything about this, so don't shake all those ridiculous thoughts out of your head!"

Without hesitation, Walawala said:

"You seem to have forgotten a little bit."

"For artists, ordinary people are indispensable and important."

Savat did not reply and continued to lead the way in front.

Lindsay remembered the specific classification of artists, and then it dawned on her:

"Walawala, the kind of artist you told me?"

"They want to create works to show to everyone, so one of the most important things in the advancement of skills is the people who appreciate and recognize them?"

Valawala nodded:

"Yes, that's it."

"So the two are interdependent, and many of the rules in the city were born from this."

Lindsey asks a question:

"Hasn't anyone thought of using methods like mind control to speed up their own recognition?"

Wala Vara shook her head:

"The recognition made by people in a controlled state cannot make artists improve their skills."

"But that's why it's the most popular group of artists in the city."

“……”

So someone just tried, but failed, so that's why it's the way it is?

Lindsay was learning about the situation in the City of a Thousand Sails.

At the same time, the group continued in a southwesterly direction, arriving at a private collection just before noon.

【Aomine Collection】

The building is a small two-storey building that stands along the water.

The reddish-brown bricks form the main body of the house, and the top layer of green tiles is neatly paved, like green snake scales, but it also does not lose its charm.

The quaintness of the house, the excellent aesthetic of the owners.

These images, in the first impression of seeing the house, can be reflected in the design itself.

The owner here is actually a sixth-stage collector.

However, because of this kind of incident at home, he temporarily changed his residence and stopped contact with the outside world.

So when Lindsey they came.

Except for the maid who maintained the house, there was no trace of anyone here.

"Lindsay, right?"

"Follow me up to the second floor, where Miss Lina lives."

Savat leads the way.

Stepping on lavish carpets and an intricately carved wooden staircase, they reached the second floor, a mahogany door at the end of the cloister.

Whew-

Behind the door, a gust of sea breeze blows in front of you, which is the first thing to cheer people up.

The door of the room is facing a window, and you can see the sunny street outside without going deep into the entrance.

Lindsay walked inside.

A sumptuous goose-down bed, a delicate red cherry wood wardrobe, a beautifully lacquered vanity and a two-metre-high floor-to-ceiling mirror are all revealed.

"It's a luxurious ......"

Lindsay's eyes searched the house.

Immediately, on the oak table stacked with books by the window, he saw an open picture book with some vivid stage sketches. The light and shadow on the screen are so well grasped that it's like a hand-written photo!

"Wow, Fimble Theatre."

Walawala instantly recognized the scene in the painting:

"This is the most famous theater in the City of a Thousand Sails in recent times."

"Miss Yaoxing inside, relying on her excellent acting skills, is very popular when she performs in the theater, and she is also very beautiful, she is said to be a beauty that is rare in a thousand years!"

Lindsay immediately heard the subtlety in Valawala's tone:

"Walawala, do you know her?"

Walawala put on a look of complete indifference:

"Oh, I don't know each other."

"Just a few years ago, she was defeated by me in performance, so we haven't had a good relationship."

“……”

So what you said just now, you were praising the actor on the surface, but you were actually praising yourself.

Lindsay was silent for a moment.

And Savat chose to break the atmosphere between the two:

"Are you here just to flirt?"

"The young lady of the Kuwait family is still missing!"

“……”

Lindsey activates the ability and enters the state that the 'detective' should be.

He had a full view of the surrounding scene, the material of the furniture, the traces of use in the house, and the degree of wear and tear of the floor, all of which Lindsay could see through at a glance.

But the most important thing is a string of red footprints on the ground.

The footprints were dark red in color, and they were apparently left close to the time of the crime.

Lindsay followed the footprints and naturally bumped into the window, and the footprints disappeared from the window.

"Jumped?"

Lindsay raised her eyebrows, focused.

[Human footprints - weighing 54kg, this mark is disguised and cannot distinguish the gender characteristics of the other party.] 】

Savat followed to the window:

"How? Can you see anything? ”

Lindsey only said what she saw, and did not speculate yet:

"I'm looking for clues, at least to be sure, someone jumped out of this window......"

Savat abruptly interrupted Lindsay:

"Of course I can see that!"

"I can even tell you that the footprint ended up at the edge of the water below, and the man jumped into the water."

"The real question now is – how do we track him!"

Lindsey asked meaningfully:

"You can see the footprints too?"

Savat replied:

"I'm a painter! Of course I can see these footprints! ”

"But it even erased the details of its own identity, except for the only condition of diving, the kidnappers did not leave any information at all!"

Savat's tone began to be impatient:

"Lindsay, let me bring you here, can you only provide such news?"

Lindsey shook her head:

"I'm not talking about the direction of the footprints, but the messages left by the footprints themselves."

"Information?" Savat remembered Lindsay's previous performance in the hospitality estate, and his mouth naturally closed.

Lindsey then said:

"The weight of this footprint is wrong."

"The other party disguised his identity, but the imprint of the weight on the dust was not hidden. I can tell you with certainty that the owner of this footprint weighs 54kg, and two adults can't be so light! ”

Savat looked at the window edge in a daze:

"Weight ......"

Lindsey went on to reason:

"If Miss Kuwait is going to climb out of this window herself, then she doesn't have to hide the details of her identity. So this footprint can't be left by her! ”

Lindsay's words were unequivocal.

When he had ventured before, he had paid attention to the weight information on the footprints.

This does not refer to the weight of the person, but to the total weight of the person, the clothing, and the equipment carried.

Hearing such a judgment, a thought of disbelief came to Savat's mind:

"Could it be that the young lady of the Kuwait family really eloped with that ordinary person?"

Lindsey shook her head:

"I don't think so."

"Anthony just came to the city yesterday and spent most of his time going to his house in Kuwait. The rest of the free, how could he, an ordinary person, find the location of his lover in such a huge city, and then run away with each other overnight? ”

Lindsay returned to the house and continued to look intently at the floor.

In addition to the fresh footprints that led to the outside jumping into the river, he quickly made out some old ones.

[Girl's footprints - 59kg, a healthy adult female. 】

"That's right, this footprint should be Miss Kuwait's."

"She weighs 59kg, even if she takes off her clothes and runs naked, she can't be as light as the footprints on the window!"

Walawala suddenly reminded:

"Lindsay, girls' clothes will also be very heavy."

"That's not what I meant!" Lindsay choked and then continued to trace the footprints, "You see, this is the last trace she left yesterday. ”

"The young lady of the Kuwait family, instead of running to the window or going back to bed, sat at the table and flipped through the book......"

Savat asked Lindsay:

"So you mean, she's sitting here and disappearing into thin air?"

Lindsey looked at Valawala:

"Walawala, is it possible to put people in your kind of art space that can accommodate living creatures and take them away?"

The girl shook her head:

"That can happen, but it doesn't apply here."

"This kind of independent space, when it is unfolded and closed, will cause obvious essentia fluctuations, and it cannot be hidden from people."

In Lindsay's view, the investigation has reached an impasse at this point.

But it clearly didn't end there.

Because after Valawala finished explaining, all the Seven Seas Alliance natives in the room thought of one thing at the same time:

"Impression Passage!"

"If you want to take people away like this without knowing it, it can only be an impression channel!"

(End of chapter)