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Lumian, who succeeded in the second attempt, ended the ceremony, cleared the wooden table, took out Aurora's witchcraft notes, and flipped through the corresponding part under the light of the calcium carbide lamp.
In less than a quarter of an hour, he suddenly had a premonition, raised his head, and cast his eyes on the window.
There lay a folded letter paper quietly.
"So fast?" Lumian reached for the letter in astonishment.
The reply from Hela, the vice president of the Curly Baboon Research Association, came earlier than he expected.
Lumian unfolded the letter paper and browsed the highly decorative words: "I'm sorry to hear this news. Since Muggles were absent from the party last month, I have a bad feeling."
There are too many dangers in this world. Sometimes, we cannot avoid them if we want to, unless we can control all the people around us.
If you want, you can tell me about the misfortune encountered by Muggles. You don’t need to be very detailed, just tell me the general situation...
Judging from the messenger you can summon me, you should also have entered the path of the extraordinary. I don't know if your sister told you that this means that you will always be accompanied by danger and madness, but it is necessary to remind you, restraint and With due respect to the shipmates who ordered us to pick up the lights. In a word, restraint and prudence are our best friends.
After that, you can write to me if you have any doubts about occultism. Although I am not known for my profound knowledge, I can answer many questions.
Muggles and I have only met twice in the past year, mainly to discuss various things in the superhuman realm.
What impressed me is that she mentioned that one of her friends was affected by a weird dream, hoping to find a solution, and if necessary, she would like to ask a real psychiatrist for treatment...
Lumi quietly read Hela's reply, the muscles on his face stretched and twisted.
Aurora is really looking for a solution to her strange dream!
Lumian eased his emotions and considered how to reply to the letter.
At this moment, he suddenly froze.
Combined with Ms. Susie's description, a real psychiatrist should refer to a certain sequence of audience pathways...
Only Extraordinary people who are good at this field can make me no longer dream of that world filled with gray mist...
There is nothing wrong with this matter itself, but the problem is: Aurora's witchcraft notes only record the sequence audience for this path!
And she obviously knew that the psychiatrist Lumian immediately remembered the two dialogues in the dream: The second is that Aurora mentioned that he knows the sequence and sequence of all pathways, and has a certain understanding of them.
Psychiatrists are often associated with hypnosis, and the hypnotist is most likely to be an audience. A certain sequence of the pathway may even be higher than that of the psychiatrist Aurora. In the witchcraft notes, there is no record of the sequence and sequence corresponding to the audience pathway...
Lumian's expression became quite dignified, with a bit of distorted excitement.
After many days, he finally discovered something wrong with Aurora's witchcraft notes!
But now, Hela's reply confirms from the side that Aurora really knows one or several sequences behind the audience path, and has a certain understanding of the corresponding abilities.
Why didn't Aurora write down this knowledge in the witchcraft notebook?
What is the secret behind this abnormal phenomenon?
Lumian took out a blank sheet of paper, and spoke in a sad and excited voice.
In less than a minute, he wrote: "Dear Ms. Hella, the thing is like this... because I have no way of knowing the real situation of the disaster, and I lost part of my memory during the disaster."
If you could help me keep an eye out for Gisham, Bene. I would be very grateful for the whereabouts of Prialist, Rockfort and others. Their appearance and characteristics can be obtained directly from the official arrest warrant.
Lumian set up the altar again, summoned the silver skull, and handed the letter to it.
Similarly, within a quarter of an hour, he received Hela's second reply.
Regardless of comparing the positiveness of Ms. Magician's and Ms. Hela's replies, Lumian quickly read the contents of the letter: "I can feel your sadness, and I can also understand your desire to investigate the truth and find the murderer to complete your revenge. I Be friends with Muggles, and I will help you within my ability, including but not limited to finding those people."
In this matter, I can also provide you with a new way of investigation. As far as I know, Muggle parents and other family members should still be alive in this world. For some reasons, she stayed away from them and dared not return Trier, I'm not sure if there is something wrong with them, if they have contact with the followers of evil gods.
I also don’t know which psychiatrist the Muggle was looking for at that time. There are many real psychiatrists in our organization, and the parties I attended with the Muggle do not coincide. I will help you ask about her experience. Intersecting members, see if you can get the answer you want...
I will hide for you the news that the Muggle has passed away until this matter is investigated...
If you move in the future, remember to summon my messenger again, lest I can't contact you after I get the corresponding information...
After Lumian finished reading it, he was silent for a long time and exhaled slowly. At first, he fantasized that Ms. Hella would invite him to join the Curly-haired Baboon Research Society to replace Aurora, so that he could better Investigate who is the psychiatrist that Aurora wants to hire, but now it seems that that organization is very cautious about recruiting new members, and may even have to meet certain characteristics to be eligible for assessment, such as the answer Aurora mentioned If I don't go to my hometown, maybe Ms. Hella is observing me now, assessing...
Lumian comforted himself, sat down again, and continued to study Auror's witchcraft notes.
As for Aurora's original family, he had no clue.
Wednesday night at 1:00, White Coat Street.
Wearing a gray-blue worker's uniform and a dark blue-black peaked cap, Lumian knocked on the door of Austa Trull's room.
I also keep my promises more than you might think.
Lumian walked into the room, took out bills and coins worth Filkin, and handed them to Aosta.
A gang leader died.
Baron Brill is dead, as well as Baron Guillaume and Baron Pierre. As long as the Savoie gang is still there, you will have to pay back the usury you owe.
Aosta's expression suddenly collapsed.
Not long after, he took Lumian into a stagecoach, costing 30 Copes each, and found a seat in the carriage. After nearly an hour, the stagecoach arrived at Candide Market on the south bank of the Sailun Zuo River. The boulevard area on the north bank of the Salem Left River, also known as District 8.
This is the heart of the entire Intellis Republic, the Fraternity Palace where the president works, the Grand Palace where Emperor Roselle used to live, and various newspaper offices are all here, surrounded by high-end residences.
Lumian had read in the newspaper before that the average rent in this district was 4,000 Filkins per year, which was about 74 Filkins per week, and the expensive ones could even reach tens of thousands.
"Mr. K. is calling a party in the boulevard district?"
Seeing that there was no one on the public carriage, Lumian lowered his voice and asked about Aosta.
Aosta smiled and said: "It has always been. The headquarters of magazines such as "Psychic" and "Profound Truth" are also in the boulevard area."
You know how to hide... Lumian set his sights on the spacious and flat avenue outside the window, behind the Intellus plane trees lined up neatly along the street, the buildings with elegant shapes and light colors.
When it was almost 8:50, Aosta took Lumian into the six-storey off-white luxury house at No. 19 Scheer Street.
This is the headquarters of "Psychic" magazine, but they only have the top three floors.
Aosta did not go upstairs, but turned to the right corridor on the ground floor.
"Okay." Lumian lowered his head and pressed his hat, not knowing what he was busy with.
The next second, Lumian raised his head, his face was covered with layers of white bandages, only his eyes, nostrils and ears were exposed.
Seeing this scene, Aosta's heart almost stopped beating.