"The clue to the 'Joker' potion. ”

......

At the top of the ancient, mottled bronze table, Klein read the "Divination Statement" several times, leaned back, and fell into a deep sleep.

His surroundings soon became peaceful and silent, and what he saw in his "eyes" was ethereal and hazy, and countless distorted, illegible images flashed here quickly, like drops of dew on the tender petals of a flower in the morning.

Gradually, Klein grasped his own spirituality and regained a certain consciousness.

He saw a fireplace in front of him, and in front of it was a rocking chair, on which sat an old woman in a long black and white dress.

Although the other party lowered his head and couldn't see it, Crane felt from the bottom of his heart that she was an old lady, and he was quite determined.

Directly across from the old woman was a table with newspapers and tin cans inlaid with silver.

"This is ......" felt that the scene was unusually familiar, and Klein quickly recognized what he was seeing:

This is where Riel Bieber and his mother live!

It was the first time I saw the "Giant View" on the spot!

"Here's a clue to the 'Joker' potion?" Klein's thoughts flashed when the surrounding scene changed.

It was an off-white warehouse, hidden in the innermost part of the same building;

It was strewn with one white bone after another, and a few lumps of flesh and mud that had been flattened by boulders;

In the center of the warehouse is a fist-sized mass of gray and white things, its surface is covered with ravines, giving people a soft and textured feeling, like a living brain dug out.

As soon as Klein recognized what this place was, and as soon as he remembered what it was, the image in his eyes twisted and shattered like a reflection on water being stirred, and a new hazy scene was derived:

Lying naked on a long table covered with white cloth, a slightly blue blood cell floated in front of him.

Klein suddenly frowned and muttered:

"Just where Rare Bieber was hiding and what he left behind, and now it's the stuff of the tuxedo clown's wrist imprint?"

Just as he tried to speculate on what these images symbolized, the change of scene suddenly intensified:

marble coffee table, a leather sofa combination with one main and two auxiliary layouts, and a chandelier hanging from the ceiling;

Klein Moretti, a black-haired, brown-eyed, bookish man, a round, fair-skinned rich man, a tulle glove, and a delicate young lady;

A middle-aged man in a black robe with thick and stiff brown hair and erect roots, a rich man with a round body and fair skin, a half-hundred man with messy eyebrows, sparse brown hair, and gray-blue eyes, and a dark black note on the round table between them, with an ancient and distant note.

Notes of the House of Antigonus!

Crane sat up straight, and there was no trace of the dream left.

Looking at the vast gray mist and crimson stars beyond the magnificent temple, he thought in astonishment and confusion:

"I'm divining the clues to the 'Joker' potion...... How did the notes of the Antigonus family come out?"

"Come to think of it, think about it, that round guy is Welch, yes, Welch, the unlucky man who bought the Antigonus family notes and triggered the subsequent series of events...... The young lady with a delicate face in tulle gloves is Naya ......"

"I remembered that the combination of the marble coffee table and the leather sofa was the hallmark of Welch's residence, where I met Daly the 'psychic'. ”

In other words, I just saw the living room of Welch's residence, and saw the scene where the original owner and two classmates were discussing notes. ”

Klein's mind settled, he regained his composure, and his fingers rhythmically tapped the edge of the bronze table:

"And what does the last picture represent? The notes appeared, Welch appeared, was it the scene when he bought the 'antiquity'?"

"Of the other two people present, one of them was very familiar, the middle-aged man in a black classical robe seemed to have seen it somewhere...... Hedgehog-like brunette with heavy dark circles...... Yes, I know who he is, Henus Vancent, Henus Vancent of the Divination Club, because Selena secretly learned a secret spell and was sneaked into a dream by the captain, and 'peacefully' died Henus Vancent!"

"Hey, he sold that notebook to Welch?"

"After going around in a circle, it was so connected, the world is really small, no, Tingen is so small! Think about it carefully, it is really possible, Henus Vincent is not an ordinary soothsayer, he has obviously penetrated into the mysterious realm, and has been watched by an ancient evil god, he has the channel and ability to obtain the notes that have been accidentally leaked by the Esoteric Society......"

"No wonder the captain hasn't been able to find out where Welch got the notes, because they're trying to check the antiquities market because they're going in the wrong direction...... Later, when the specific whereabouts of the note were obtained, the attempt in this regard was abandoned. ”

"It's a pity, Henus Vincent didn't die long ago, otherwise I'd have been able to find some notes from him...... As someone who delved into the occult realm, he should have studied that notebook...... His death was really a coincidence!"

"But there was another person present, an old man in his fifties, who probably knew a lot of things. ”

Klein's finger tapping on the edge of the table paused, and he went through all the images he had just seen in "Dream Divination":

"Rare Bieber's home, Riel Bieber's hideout, Rare Bieber's remnants, tuxedo clown's wrist imprints, Welch's home, Welch, Naya's exchange with the original owner, 'group photo' of Welch, Haynas Vincent, and Antigonus family notes...... Hey, except for the tuxedo clown's brand, everything else is directly related to the Antigonus family notes!"

"But I'm divining the clues of the 'Joker' potion...... It's not scientific, no, it's not occult!"

After becoming a "soothsayer", Klein once tried to divinate where Welch bought the Antigonus family notes, but at that time he did not take into account the special nature above the gray fog and failed to obtain the revelation, and now, when he divined another matter, he seemed to accidentally bring out the truth.

After calming down for more than ten seconds, Klein combined the content of Russell's diary and began to try to interpret the dream just now:

"The first possibility is that Zarathu, or the Esoteric Order, was looking for and chasing the relics of the Antigonus family, so the symbolism of this dream is to lure the Esoteric monks to appear with the help of things related to the Antigonus family, so as to obtain the formula for the 'Joker' potion. ”

"The second possibility is that the notes of the Antigonus family directly record the recipe for the 'Joker' potion...... The Zarathus family is looking for traces of the Antigonus family, which shows that they have a deep relationship with each other, maybe they are friends, maybe they are enemies, so it is normal for the Antigonus family to master part of the sequence of each other, not to mention friends, enemies know each other's existence best......"

"But the second symbolic explanation can't be connected to the Tuxedo Clown's branding, well, I'd rather be the second, and when the Templar finishes reading the notes with an expert, I'll be able to get the 'Joker' potion without risk. ”

At the moment, the first explanation seems to be the most probable, but as a soothsayer's instinct, I think there should be a deeper symbolism. ”

Thinking of this, Crane rubbed his forehead, and suddenly felt deeply about the limitations of the soothsayer.

Unless it is faced with a very simple and intuitive symbol, the interpretation of the soothsayer must be careful, as if walking on the edge of the abyss, walking on the surface of a thin ice lake, once the interpretation is wrong, or the most critical meaning is not deciphered, the tuxedo clown is a living, bloody example!

At this moment, Crane had the illusion that he had grasped the true meaning of the soothsayer, and it seemed that he was only one step away from completely digesting the potion.

"Thank you for reminding me with your life...... Praise the Goddess!" he whispered, drawing a crimson moon on his chest.

Immediately afterwards, he divined whether Azik was good and whether he was a powerful and extraordinary person, and he received a positive answer.

At this time, the continuous divination and the consumption above the gray fog made Klein start to feel tired, and he had to stop his thoughts and finalize the key things to do next:

"Find the old man who appears in the same picture as Welch, Henus Vincent, and Antigonus as soon as possible!"

"This can start with the Divination Club. ”

"Run to Mr. Azik if you have something to do, well, he may be a member of the Life School of the Middle Order, but this lacks certain information, and he can't divination......"

Whew, Crane exhaled, and the parchment in front of him suddenly revealed the portrait of the half-centenarian with messy eyebrows, sparse brown hair, and gray-blue eyes.

This was the third person Welch and Henus Vincent to trade the Antigonus family notes!

Looking at the portrait, Klein suddenly fell into a dilemma:

“...... I don't know how to draw, and I've always been the object of criticism from my teachers in my elementary school art class. ”

"With ritual magic, like old Neil? But this is a prayer to the goddess...... Things take advantage of the special ...... above the gray fog If the gods find out, I won't be able to be a human being!"

"Wait a minute, maybe I can pray to myself! Transmitting the picture is similar to transmitting the sound...... Although I can't pry the mysterious power above the gray mist for the time being, this kind of trivial matter should not be a problem!"

With his thoughts, Klein immediately spread spirituality, enveloping himself and simulating the feeling of falling.

Back in the bedroom, he turned on the gas lamp and whispered "pray":

"O fool who does not belong to this age;"

"You are the mysterious lord above the gray mist;"

"You are the king of yellow and black who rules good fortune. ”

"I pray for your revelation, for me to paint a picture of what I see. ”

After reciting these few incantations, Crane did not sprinkle essential oils, did not burn herbs, did not use their power.

It's so casual to ask for yourself!

Suddenly there was a whisper in his ear, and he saw the four black dots forming a square appear on the back of his hand.

Taking four counterclockwise steps, chanting incantations as he went, Crane once again pierced through the madness, through the madness, and returned to the gray mist.

This time, he didn't notice any crimson stars shrinking or expanding, but he noticed that behind the high-backed chair at the top of the bronze table, strange symbols made up of partly "pupilless eyes" and partly "twisted threads" shimmered faintly, waving illusory supplications.

Crane listened intently, made sure it was correct, re-embodied the portrait of the "third man", and cast it into the flowing glimmer of light in the same way as he responded to the prayer.

With all this done, he immediately left the mysterious world above the gray mist and returned to his bedroom.

As soon as he stood firm, the portrait immediately appeared in front of Crane's eyes, and he felt an illusory and faint power added to him.

He picked up the pen, found a blank piece of paper, and gave him a desire to express it.

To Klein's amazement, his right hand moved uncontrollably, drawing lines quickly.

It didn't take long for him to see a lifelike portrait of the "third man".

Writing down the characteristics of hair color and eye color, Klein, who twitched slightly with his right hand, breathed a long sigh of relief.

The "vision" he saw was fading rapidly.