The young man looked the two girls up and down, and thought they were probably not bad people, so he said, "Mr. Gray lives at 112 Tianhuo Avenue, two blocks away. Tianyuxi is free to cross the border."
"Thanks, bro."
Fors turned to Xio and said, "We have to make one more trip."
"Let's go. After taking the leave, the half-day's pay will be gone."
More than ten minutes later, they arrived at No. 112 Tianhuo Avenue, but as they approached, they saw a sign hanging on the door saying "Out-of-towner". After asking the neighbors, they learned that Dorian Gray had gone to the office in the morning, then hurried back, packed his luggage and went on a long journey.
As for where he went, the neighbors had no idea.
Fors was a little confused: No, you went out as soon as I arrived. Is it such a coincidence?
Xio frowned and thought, "Is there a possibility... that the Dorian you are looking for was scared away by the official Beyonder?"
"Ah? Why…"
Fors subconsciously wanted to ask, and then she realized: The people of the Abraham family seemed to have always lived in hiding. Since they were hiding their identities, they definitely didn't want others to know.
Could it be that Dorian thought that the martial law in Pritz Harbor today was directed at him?
Ah...what should I do now?
To whom should Mr. Lawrence's suicide note and belongings be given?
Xio suggested, "Why don't you open that gentleman's suicide note? There might be some useful information in it."
"No, no, that's too immoral!"
Fors quickly refused.
She thought for a moment, took out the notebook she carried with her to record her ideas, wrote down the purpose of her visit, left Mrs. Anlisa's address, and then tore off the paper and stuffed it into the crack of the door.
"Let's do this for now."
"I think you can really dismantle it…"
Fors pulled her arm and said, "Okay, Xiu, to thank you for accompanying me, I'll treat you to a meal. "Well, that's right! Contents! I checked in advance. The most famous Four-Winged Bird Restaurant in Pritz Harbor has many special dishes."
The two turned around and saw a few people walking towards them. One of them had a brown complexion, with obvious features of a southern continental race, and was missing a tooth when he spoke.
Fors was stunned, and subconsciously took another look at him: This man looks like someone I've seen somewhere... No, I've heard of him before.
That's right!
Tarot Club!
Mr. Hanged Man has issued a commission. If you find him, you will get at least 100 pounds!
Her eyes lit up. 100 pounds meant it could be more? 200, 300? 1,000!
no!
I have to find a reason to go to the bathroom quickly. I can't let the money that is delivered to my door fly away!
...
Backlund, 15 Minsk Street.
Klein was sorting out the information he had obtained from Old Kohler yesterday about the maid named Cynthia. In fact, the information was very limited. He only knew that she had been missing for a period of time before going to Prince Edessak's manor.
Her family thought she was kidnapped or something happened to her, but she suddenly came back and became a maid at Red Rose Manor.
"So, maybe we can start from the time when she disappeared?"
At this moment, I heard a woman's prayer.
"Miss Magician? By the way, it seems that she is going to Pritz Harbor to meet the person from the Abraham family today. Is she in trouble?"
Klein quickly closed the curtains and walked four steps backwards to reach the top of the gray fog.
After listening to Fors's prayer, Klein was speechless. "I thought something had happened, but it turns out he was just making some extra money."
However, I told Mr. The Hanged Man about the news about Barron two days ago. Can I still exchange it for money now? Now that I have found it again in another place, does it still count?
If it can be counted... does it mean that I can fleece Mr. Hanged Man?
Well, forget it, the Hanged Man still owes Edward a lot of money.
However, Klein still transferred the image of the magician to the Hanged Man, and then fell into thought:
"That guy named Barron is related to the missing slaves case, and according to Miss Fors, Pritz Harbor seems to be on alert because of stowaways... Stowaways? Slaves? Why do I feel like there might be some connection between the two?"
"The missing slaves... missing..."
Klein was startled, and materialized the information he had just seen.
"Could there be any connection between the two?"
...
7:30pm.
The steam train stopped at Backlund's train station.
As soon as I got out of the station, I saw Mr. A driving a carriage himself, and he seemed to have been waiting for a long time.
As soon as he reached the carriage, Medici's voice came: "Guess why I took a detour today and took the train from South Wilshire to Backlund?"
Edward: "…"
"You don't think I did this just to get this guy to come to me so I can kill him?"
Mr. A: "…"
"Hey, you guessed it right!"
Edward stroked his forehead and said, "You are long past the age where you need to play the role of a provocateur, sir."
He helped Priscilla onto the carriage and took a step back: "Then I'll go back first."
Priscilla waved: "Goodbye, Brother Edward."
"goodbye."
Edward turned and left with the crowd.
In the carriage, Priscilla held her chin and looked out the window, yawning: "I want to sleep."
"Wait a moment."
Medici replied impatiently, and then said, "Mr. A, I guess those guys who contacted you before should now know that Backlund's Aurora Club has changed people, right?"
Mr. A, sitting outside the carriage, said, "I think so."
"Then find a way to get their person in charge to have a chat as soon as possible."
"Understood."
Medici suddenly smiled and said, "Do you know why the Lord agreed to your plan of coming?"
"...have no idea."
"You don't really think that He has nothing to do and came down for fun?"
Medici smiled but did not explain further.
The advent of the true creator, on the surface it was Mr. A who initiated a terrorist act, but in fact it was to cooperate with the Loen royal family and the witch sect to attract the attention of the three major orthodox religions.
Why cooperate?
Of course, seek allies to fight against the Seven Gods... and Adam.
The idea of the real creator is good, but he is crazy after all. He does many things as he thinks of them, and it is impossible for him to have any detailed plans - as for the group of fanatical believers below, they can't be relied on at all.
And now, he, Medici, has come, and the blue sky has come (not)... Some things, if you think about it a little, you will feel that something is wrong.
Since something is wrong, of course we have to make changes.
Medici smiled coldly: "Since you have let me out, you must be prepared for me to ruin your plans."
He raised his head and looked at the red moon in the sky: "...What a pity, I still don't understand your thoughts at all."
...
It's late at night and everyone is asleep.
A small villa in Queens.
The family of four gathered in the bedroom on the second floor. Audrey Lilith and Susie sat together, watching Edward put various materials into the crucible one by one:
The extraordinary characteristics of the Traveler, the body fluids of the Spirit World Traveler, the blood of the Evil-Striped Black Panther, and the residual spirituality of the Thousand-Faced Hunter.
Soon, the various materials gradually melted in the crucible, forming the Traveler's Potion: the potion was white but transparent, just like half-melted snow water, with light green bubbles popping out from time to time.
After the potion calmed down, Edward carefully put in the shepherd's extraordinary characteristics.
The next second, the potion boiled again.
Then the color became more and more transparent, and the green bubbles disappeared, until it was completely calm, and only liquid like pure water remained in the crucible.
However, when he poured the potion into the test tube and looked through the gas lamp, he found that there were tiny flickers of light in the transparent potion.
bite.
Edward popped out the gold coin, confirmed that there was no problem with the potion, then looked at the three pairs of concerned eyes opposite him and smiled: "I'm going to drink it. If there are any problems, I'll trouble Audrey and Susie to help me calm down."
"Okay~"
Lilith said seriously: "Ms. Lilith will also protect you well!"
"Um!"
Edward let out a sigh of relief, raised the bottle of potion, and drank it down.
In an instant, he felt rays of light appearing inside his body and in front of his eyes. They rushed around and opened one illusory door after another.
For a moment, Edward's consciousness could not help but enter one of the doors, and his whole body became transparent. However, his body did not disappear like Fors did. Instead, he felt a sense of his soul leaving his body - just like when he used the Resurrection Stone before.
His soul left his body.
Everything around him became blurry and vague, and in a trance he seemed to have come to the Room of Requirement in Hogwarts again, and the next second he appeared in Calderon City, followed by Hedler's Village in the ocean of collective subconsciousness, and finally he came to the starry world with twinkling stars in the sky - not far away, the goddess of night, wearing a dark long dress dotted with countless dazzling lights, cast a smiling look at him.
But soon, he left the star realm again, and his sight suddenly retreated rapidly backwards, and came to the starry sky again where he was when he was promoted a few days ago. There were countless twinkling colorful stars all around him.
At this time, Edward felt that he could sense the existence of the four special coordinates more clearly. He had a vague feeling that he, in his spiritual state, could instantly go to any coordinate.
That's right, it must be in a spiritual state.