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Olsen didn't pay attention to Lumian's sudden tense state, and said in a slightly hoarse voice: "According to the usual practice, as a supervisor, I have to talk to you in private."
Lumian quietly breathed a sigh of relief: "What are you talking about?"
Olson put the small brown leather suitcase next to his left leg: "If you find something wrong with your chief, Gardner Martin, or something abnormal, report to me immediately."
"This is what I should do. Only when the boss has a problem can the position be vacated."
Lumian muttered a little sarcastically, then said: "How can I contact you?"
Olson looked into Lumian's eyes and said, "Leave the information in the basement at 13 Market Avenue."
At 13 Market Avenue, the Jagged Cross was indeed related to the burned building.
Olsen may have entered it. The Trier of the Quaternary Epoch should be of the deeply polluted type. He has a way to use the anomaly of No. 13 Market Avenue.
Lumian recalled last night's experience and felt that Supervisor Olsen was more mysterious than Chief Gardner Martin.
He suspected that the person who secretly monitored his every move in 13 Market Avenue was Olson. Gardner Martin was obviously unnecessary and unwilling to enter there.
In conjunction with 13 Market Avenue, which burned down more than a dozen years ago, Mr. K said the Jagged Cross, in recent years, has become estranged from other organizations that believe in that.
Ms. Magician mentioned that the current night vigil ceremony is not the usual test of the Jagged Cross.
In Lumian's mind, there was a vaguely incomplete chain of events.
He believes that the burning of 13 Market Avenue was not done by the Iron Cross, but later, they mastered the secrets there, and at the same time suffered the corresponding pollution.
As a result, a mutation occurred. Of course, this may also be the other way around, or some members of the Jagged Cross suffered corresponding pollution in other places, and then grasped the anomaly at 13 Market Avenue.
"Okay." Lumian nodded in agreement.
While thinking, he looked at the supervisor Olsen, without hiding himself, and asked suspiciously: "Is that trader I saw in the Albert Mine really you? Your head can be separated from your body, Survive alone? Or, is that an illusion created by you?"
Olson said with a hoarse smile: "Just right, as a supervisor, I have three things to tell you, one: what the eyes see may not be true; two: we will all eventually enter Trier in the Fourth Epoch, this is our destiny ;Three: Don't trust other people's words."
Don't trust other people's words, it's interesting, then should I believe your words? What I saw in the Albert Mine is actually true, hehe, it doesn’t matter to me to tell fate in front of me, Termiporos, can you bear it?
Lumian forcibly controlled himself, did not raise his right palm, and pressed to the left, seeing Olsen pick up the small brown leather suitcase again, as if he was planning to leave.
Lumi'an asked curiously, "What's in it? Why do you keep carrying it?"
Olsen smiled. "If I were you, you'd better pray that you never know the answer."
After finishing speaking, the supervisor opened the door of the moving carriage, jumped into the darkness outside, and disappeared instantly.
He didn't deliberately use his abilities like he did when he came here, so as to hide Lumian's inspiration and mystery, Lumian whispered.
After returning to the market area in the carriage, he didn't rush to the Golden Rooster Hotel or the safe house on White Coat Street to summon the messenger of Ms. Magician to report the official joining of the Jagged Cross, but directly entered the Breeze Ballroom.
He was worried that the group of insidious guys from the Jagged Cross were still taking advantage of the stage when they were most likely to relax their guard, and continued to conduct secret and final surveillance.
Although they couldn't find Ms. Magician's messenger, at this point in time, going back to room 207 or the safe house was not in line with Lumian's style, and it was easy to attract suspicion.
Sitting at the bar, Lumian ordered Linsha red wine and sipped it while enjoying the singing and dancing on stage.
Jenna is off tonight, and the show is performed by two other flamboyant girls and a male underground singer known for his songs and extremely dynamic.
In the hilly area, outside the Deep Valley Monastery, Janna, who was wearing a silver-white half-face mask, looked at her side with a little worry. Franca, who was dressed as an assassin, said, "What are we going to do tonight? You don't think Sneak into the monastery to investigate?"
"Of course not." Franka blurted out in denial.
"The Deep Valley Monastery is the Church of the God of Steam and Machinery. It is a well-known monastery. Not only are there powerful Extraordinary people, but it also hides the mysterious artifacts made by the craftsmen and monks. With the strength of the two of us, we only go in to deliver food. ,Delivery."
Speaking of this, Franka couldn't help but flashed a pile of waste in her mind.
He heard that although the monks here do not marry, do not have children, and focus on the study of steam and machinery, it does not mean that they are not close to women or men.
According to rumors, some of the monks would find street girls every once in a while to soothe their spirits, and some of them would find colleagues or men who sold their bodies.
A large part of the remaining hobbies are mechanical, or they are really practicing penance and can control themselves.
Of course, people in Trier always like to exaggerate the facts or add their own ideas to similar romantic rumors, which are very different from the real situation.
Franka didn't believe it all, but she couldn't completely believe it.
She thinks that there should be some monks who have those problems, but they are not the mainstream, but even if they are not the mainstream, sneaking into the monastery as a wild Extraordinary is still a very dangerous thing.
Either be accidentally killed by a machine, or be caught as an experiment, or become a plaything of those few monks, with only a very small probability of success.
In short, regardless of men and women, if you haven't reached Sequence 4, or if you don't have enough confidence, don't think about sneaking into the Deep Valley Monastery.
Franka smiled on her face hidden under the hood, and explained in a good mood: "We have searched all over the place today, but we haven't found any clues, but there is one place that we haven't investigated yet. "
Jian Na briefly recalled: "That deep valley quarry?"
"Yes." Franka smiled, "We'll sneak in there tonight and do a search."
In fact, she didn't think that the two of them would gain anything. After all, the official Extraordinary had already completed the investigation. She just wanted to bring Jenna to familiarize her with similar things. Jenna went through the process and how to deal with the matter.
"Yeah." Jenna nodded slightly.
Franka took the opportunity to teach: "Before diving in, we still have some pre-work to do."
"For an Assassin, it is to get familiar with the environment, collect information, check the location and route, and when it comes to the witch stage, it is necessary to do a divination in advance."
As Franka spoke, she took out a palm-sized mirror that she carried with her.
Jenna immediately concentrated.
She has long been curious about the abilities related to the witch's mirror.
Before, she assassinated Hugh Artois and fled to the Golden Rooster Hotel. Franka heard that she had left blood on the scene, so she quickly used the mirror as a substitute to help her cut off the mystical connection between her body and the blood.
Franka looked around, and said under the shadow of the night: "When you become a witch, you will be able to master the magic mirror divination and wand divination naturally. As for other divination methods, you need to learn, but for witches It’s very simple.”
"When doing magic mirror divination, the most important thing is to choose the object of prayer, because the essence of magic mirror divination is to use the mystical symbol of the mirror to connect with unknown existences and obtain answers to questions from the other party."
"If the unknown existence is malicious, or in a state of madness, whether it directly exerts influence or gives a divination result with hidden traps, it will put you in danger."
"At that time, I will give you a few safer prayer objects, all of which have been verified. Among them, the one with the most accurate divination results will require you to pay the corresponding price. Unless the matter is particularly critical and the situation is particularly serious, otherwise I don't usually pray to him."
"What price?" Jenna was aroused curiosity.
Franka cleared her throat in embarrassment and said, "It may lead to your social death. The price may not be that serious, but it will definitely embarrass you."
She remembered that she prayed to that person for the first time, when she was doing magic mirror divination, she was asked in front of the judge lady: When she comforted herself, would she occasionally fantasize about some men and would like to try it?
That question made her almost smash the mirror as a medium. At that time, she had only become a witch not long ago, and she was still a complete man in self-awareness, but her body had become a woman. Those who try will inevitably have occasional fantasies.
Every time, I felt guilty and ashamed, and in the end, I was exposed in front of a demigod, and I had to answer honestly.
To this day, when Franka recalls that scene, she still has the urge to bury her head in the sand, not to listen to anything, not to see anything.
What is social death? Franka felt that she really tried to find Gardner Martin later, and was obviously affected by this incident, which caused a crack in her inner defense, and she was a little bit self-defeating.
Social death, you are ashamed, it seems that you have a deep understanding.
Jenna was keenly aware of Franka's implication.
After muttering a few words in her heart, she didn't ask any further questions.
Franka briefly explained the steps of the magic mirror divination, and finally started the demonstration. She stroked the surface of the mirror with her hand, and recited the existence of a verified and safe person.
When the mirror appeared watery, she asked sternly, "Is it dangerous to explore Trier's deep valley quarry tonight?"
Because it is a question of divination, the requirements for divination sentences are not strict.
Under Jianna's curious and expectant eyes, an old voice that seemed to come from the bottom of the river came out of the mirror: "There is a certain danger."