Sister, you are so worried, no, you think about it so carefully! Klein was refreshed when he heard this, and immediately smiled:

"Melissa, your worries are very justified, I am still a little hungry, well, I'll go up and change my clothes and take a shower first. ”

Although he is already quietly swallowing saliva, it is even more important to confirm the whereabouts of the "instigator" Trissy!

No one knows if this guy will take revenge on society even more crazily next!

"Hmm. Melissa didn't look up and continued to study.

Pedaling, Klein sped to the second floor and into the bedroom.

He locked the door of his house, took off his coat, removed the pouch of his armpit, and took out a modest silver knife from a drawer.

After sealing the room with the wall of spirituality, he took a breath, calmed his mood, and took four counterclockwise steps.

Along with incantations such as "Fusheng Immeasurable Heavenly Venerable", Crane, who had become more and more accustomed to the crazy whispering and tearing spirit, once again appeared in the majestic palace above the gray mist.

Having used several rituals today, he pinched his temples a little tiredly, causing a yellow-brown piece of parchment to appear on top of the long bronze table.

Klein thought about it seriously and wrote down the divination sentence after careful consideration:

"Triss's whereabouts. ”

He wasn't sure the name was correct, but he was guided by the specific physical characteristics and details of the other party.

With the parchment in hand, Crane leaned back in his chair and thought about Triss in his mind, then silently recited the divination seven times.

He emptied his mind, closed his eyes, and with the aid of meditation, quickly entered the dream realm.

In a foggy and illusory scene, he saw the front of the steam train spewing smoke and sparks, the leather seats side by side, and the clean and tidy carriages.

With a round face and narrow eyes, the gentle and sweet Triss was sitting by the window, and on the table in front of her lay a hat with a fine black gauze trim.

Klein carefully discerned and tried to confirm the number of trains, but could not see anything.

It wasn't long before he withdrew from his dreams unbearably, his eyes reflecting the ancient mottled bronze table and the illusory crimson stars.

"It can only be determined that Triss is leaving Tingen on a steam train, and there are no more clues...... Hey, it seems that this mysterious space is mainly to help me eliminate distractions, and it is not an exaggeration to improve my own divination level......" Crane tapped his finger on the edge of the table, thinking about his next move.

Through this divination, he was fully sure that the target was the former "instigator" Tris, but with the other party having fled Tingen, he did not think that the results would have helped Dunn better.

"The captain has already said that he will send a telegram to Beckland, to the port of Enmat, to the main stations along the railway, that Triss is wanted throughout the country...... I won't report the results of this divination, so as not to be suspicious......" Crane made a quick decision, because with or without his reminder, Dunn was arranging the follow-up in the most correct way.

In the case that the dream divination cannot see the train number clearly, the effective result will not be obtained by using methods such as the pendulum, even if the means of sequential elimination are adopted.

A similar situation includes the case of red chimneys.

At this time, he felt the emptiness of his spirit, and did not stay too long on the gray mist, wrapping himself with spirituality, simulating the experience of falling.

By the time he "returned" to his room, his mind was full of oily lamb chops.

"Must sprinkle some cumin...... Praise the Goddess!" Crane swallowed, the wind lifted the spiritual wall and opened the door.

............

At 8:40 the next day, he entered the Black Thorn Security Company with his cane.

"Good morning, Klein, good news!" Roshan waved excitedly at the back of the reception desk.

Klein's eyes lit up and he said:

"Got Triss?"

"Triss, who is she?" said Rosanne, dressed in a pale green dress, with a blank expression.

“...... You don't have to know her, what's the good news?" Klein digressed.

Rosanne replied with a bright smile:

"The captain's application has been approved, and the police department will transfer two police officers who have been exposed to extraordinary events to serve as civilians!

"That's good news...... Klein echoed sincerely.

After exchanging a few words with Roshan, he passed through the partition and went underground, intending to continue his occult course.

When passing by the captain's office and the night watchman's recreation room, he looked a few times and found that Dunn, Leonard and others were there, which indicated that last night's search and investigation did not get good results, and the next thing could only be handed over to the police department, and they could do the tedious follow-up.

Originally, Klein wanted to talk to the captain to get the latest information, but when he saw that he was busy writing manuscripts and taking telegrams, he had to retreat silently, not to bother, and to ask again at noon.

He walked up the stairs into the ground, and saw two rows of elegant gas lamps enclosed by a metal grid, a light that pierced through the glass, and a silent and unchanging corridor.

Breathing in the crisp, cold breeze, Crane took a few steps before suddenly stopping.

He jerked his gaze to the gaslights, his brow furrowing.

He found himself making a common-sense mistake!

Mistakes made because of common sense of the earth!

Last night, during the divination above the gray fog, Crane saw Triss riding away on a steam train, and subconsciously judged that this was what was happening.

But, however, no one in this world has invented electric lights, invented similar devices, and there are hardly any manned steam trains running after dark, and this is ignored by Klein's instinct, who is accustomed to seeing green trains running at night!

That said, it wasn't last night!

That's the picture of the future he foresaw!

That's what will happen today or tomorrow during the day!

Klein's heart tightened, and he paced back and forth a few steps, and then ran back upstairs.

He knocked on the door of the recreation room and saw Leonard standing by the window reciting poetry, looking helpless.

Ignoring Kornley, Luo Yao, and Siga Teang, who were playing cards, Klein looked at Leonard and said:

"I have a question for you. ”

"Do you want to learn how to amuse the ladies and ladies?" said Leonard, putting down the Selected Poems of Russell.

He walked out of the recreation room, followed Klein to the middle of the staircase leading to the underground, stared into the other's eyes, and chuckled:

"Looks like you did a fruitful divination last night. ”

Klein didn't explain, and said directly:

"I told you that Triss was going away on a steam train. ”

After yesterday's communication at the West End Workhouse, he no longer minded showing a little "specialness" in front of Leonard.

"The steam train, the earliest one is seven o......'clock," Leonard pulled out his pocket watch in his shirt pocket and snapped it open, "I can't delay! I'll tell the captain that I've received a reliable piece of information." ”

He walked quickly upstairs and went straight out of Blackthorn Security, where he stayed downstairs for a few minutes before returning to Dunn Smith's office.

Crane breathed a sigh of relief, and watched the night watchmen who were playing cards be summoned, followed by the captain who sent another telegram and hurried out.

Thinking back to what had just happened, he had mixed feelings, unlike the death of the tuxedo clown, which gave him a wake-up call, this time a mistake of a similar nature happened to him, which made him seem to understand a lot and learn a deeper lesson.

Turning towards the arsenal and into the guard's room, he expertly took off his hat and coat and hung them on a coat rack.

Old Neil had just finished tossing the hand-ground coffee, and took a sip of it:

"Would you like a drink?"

"Okay. Klein sat down, as comfortable as home.

Old Neil glanced at him and muttered:

"Or three pieces of sugar and a spoonful of milk? You're such a sweet tooth, it's not good for your teeth and your body. ”

"No, no, no, I just like to be sweet when I drink coffee, and when I fry steak and grill meat, I tend to gravitate towards spices like rose salt, black peppercorns and cumin. "Klein has always felt like an all-taste party.

Old Neil quickly made the coffee, pushed it over and said:

"Do you want to take a break, or do you want to just get started?"

"Let me calm down for a few minutes, the captain, they have information on Triss's whereabouts and are on their way to the steam train station, and they don't know what the outcome will be......" Crane sighed.

Old Neil snorted and said:

"Is the information detailed? Are you sure which class it is?"

"No, not sure. Crane pursed his lips.

Old Neil suddenly laughed: "In such a situation, the probability of failure is much higher than the probability of success, Triss should have sequence 7, the extraordinary person of this level is not so easy to catch, hehe, don't think about relying on divination, divination is not omnipotent, you will only get symbols, and if you are not careful, you will misinterpret or ignore something." ”

Crane once again reflected on the mistake he had made, listened to it with deep feeling, and nodded from the bottom of his heart:

"Yes, divination is not a panacea. ”

After saying this, he sighed for a while, and his body, mind and soul suddenly entered a wonderful state, so he leaned back slightly, trying to exhale, but at this time, an illusory breaking sound suddenly sounded in his ears.

He was stunned to find that something in his body seemed to be dissolving, merging with his own spirit.

It was an indescribable sensation that Klein partially closed his eyes and quietly experienced.

He didn't need to be reminded that this was a sign of the soothsayer's potion being thoroughly digested.

............

The first town through which the Tasok River flows through the city of Tingen is called Vigna, which is also the first steam train stop on the way to Beckland after leaving Tingen.

On the platform, Triss changed into a long off-white dress and wore a round-brimmed lady's hat, and the fine black gauze hung down from the brim, covering most of her face, making her face hazy and unrecognizable.

She had sent a telegram to her companion in Tingen reminding them to be careful, and she had used the stolen property to buy a ticket for the steam train to Beckland.

The reason why she did not get on the train from Tingen Station, but drifted down the river to the small town of Vigna, was because Triss still had the instincts and experience of an Assassin.

Woo!

With a high-pitched, long whistle, the tall monster-like steel train came to a halt beside the platform with a hint of sparkling smoke.

Triss boarded the first-class carriage without any luggage, and at the same time, she decided to get off the train as soon as she had three stops and go to Beckland in a different way.

............

In the basement of St. Selena's Church, Klein closed his eyes and leaned back in his chair.

He felt the potion thoroughly digested, and vaguely saw one illusory star after another, which were inexplicably connected with him, as if they wanted to come together and become one.

After an indescribable feeling of hunger and thirst subsided, Crane returned to normal, with no additional realizations.

But the spirit is much lighter and purer...... He opened his eyes and added silently.

At this moment, he knew that he was already a true and complete "soothsayer".