Part 2 The Faceless Man Chapter 195 Bold Assumptions
Dorian drew the curtains, making the office dim, and then sat down.
He held that crystal ball in his left hand, his right palm vainly touching the top, stroking it back and forth, while his mouth continuously whispered, as if murmuring.
Gradually, the crystal ball within the points of brilliance more and more bright, more and more obvious, as if the night stars cast a reflection.
The stars that were often used to determine the direction of destiny and the trajectory of life emerged one by one, forming a three-dimensional astrolabe, mixed with many revelations of the spirit world that were suspected to be symbols.
Dorian Gray finally stopped moving and buried his head in scrutiny.
”There is no lie… …… The trajectory of things is indeed this… …… She also seems to be able to bring a certain amount of change, optimistic change, to the Abrahams… … “The crystal ball’s light faded, and Dorian stood up, his mind already made up.
It was lunchtime, inside the Fourwing Dining Hall.
In front of Voorhees was a fish that had been cut up and fried and sprinkled with rosemary, it had a crispy and fragrant skin, the meat was tasty, there were no fine thorns, and it was quite tasty, the only problem was that the chef’s aesthetics were so odd that he had retained two bulging eyes and relied on his plating skills to make them look upwards at the same time as if they were speaking of their unwillingness to die.
…… Forsyth pushed down the head of the fish and cut off the tail, covering the upward-facing eye.
At this point, Dorian Gray said, as he moved his knife and fork, as if offhandedly:
”Annalisa was very much into the occult and did some research in that area; when you finally packed up her belongings, did you see any corresponding books, notes or objects?”
”There were some notes and books.” Forsyth answered frankly, “I became a fan of the occult as a result, but to my regret, there was content that I could not understand at all.”
For example, that book “Spirit World Insight” is not only absurd, but also confusing in logic and words, even if you can force yourself to read it and regularly soothe the anxiety, it is still difficult to memorize the contents, and if you read it, you will forget it, let alone understand it……. Voorhees added in his mind.
Dorian nodded slightly and gave a chuckle:
”Then you can ask me for advice, I am likewise a lover of the occult, a relatively proficient sort.”
”Really? That’s great!” Voorhees said cooperatively.
Seeing that she was indeed interested, Dorian immediately steered the topic towards the occult, sometimes mentioning the spirit world, sometimes recounting his own meditation experiences – having prepared for this, he had deliberately chosen a remote and quiet location when entering the restaurant, not fearing that the two of them would be overheard by the surrounding patrons as they chatted.
At the end of lunch, Dorian took the initiative and offered:
”I have never known how to express my gratitude, now I finally don’t have to worry about this problem, huh, although Lawrence gave you payment, I don’t think it’s enough to match your kindness, goodness and trustworthiness.
”Ms. Wall, it is my humble thanks for writing to me with any questions you may have in the field of the occult.”
”That’s exactly what I was hoping for.” Voorhees did not refuse.
From the exchange just now, she could clearly see that Dorian Gray possessed solid and rich systematic occult knowledge, worthy of being a member of the ancient Abraham family.
And this aspect is also considered to be Foerth’s shortcoming, although she has grasped quite a lot of general knowledge of the extraordinary world, but that all comes from a few books and notes that are not really in-depth, as well as the fragmented words that she has heard and experienced in various encounters at various gatherings, not comprehensive enough, not systematic, and more than flawed.
Hearing the other’s reply, Dorian raised his cup and smiled:
”I hope that one day we too will have mysterious and extraordinary abilities.”
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Bakerland North, St. Samuel’s Church.
A group of men in black trench coats and red gloves entered the underground area, led by a man in his mid-forties with softly contoured features and deep, long hair at the temples.
He wore a pompous standard bowler hat and carried a straight, gold-encrusted black staff, and quietly followed behind the night watchman who led the way into a rather spacious room.
Inside the room, there were bookshelves with many volumes, and a woman with black robes, blue eyeshadow and blush, and a demonic beauty was sitting leisurely in a high-backed chair, and did not get up to greet her, it was the former “psychic” Daley.
”Soest, all the information you need is there.” Daley pointed to the table by the door with her chin.
The middle-aged man known as Thorst smiled:
”Dai Li, why were you assigned to guard this place? You should be in charge of more important things.”
”No, it was my own idea, I needed to settle down and go through more information.” Daley gave a low chuckle, “It’s for the betterment of the journey ahead, humans are fragile creatures and need a certain plateau, no one can always be on top of the peak, enjoying the excitement and pleasure moment by moment.”
”…… Your style really hasn’t changed, unfortunately, you never give me a chance.” Thorsten lost his smile.
Daley shook her head seriously:
”Obviously, you don’t know me, my hobbies are much more hunted now, if you can turn yourself into a rotting corpse, or bare white bones, then I will definitely be interested in you.”
She turned to one of the Red Gloves standing behind Thorst, “Leonard, why did you choose to join his team? The guy is cocky and arrogant and gutless, and keeps fantasizing that the lady he likes will voluntarily lay in bed waiting for him, and frankly, maybe that’s the ‘nightmare’, trait?”
There was a noticeable pause as Daley spoke of nightmares.
Leonard responded helplessly:
”Ms. Dai Li, this is the arrangement of His Excellency Cecima.”
”In that case …… I can see that you agree with my opinion of Sost.” Daley gave her conclusion with a slight huskiness in her voice.
…… Leonard was momentarily at a loss for words.
Fortunately, the “Requiem Master” Souster did not care about Daley’s statement, walked to the table piled with information, picked up a dossier to read, Leonard and others immediately surrounded the past, imitating their own deacon.
At the long sound of paper turning, Thorst asked casually:
”What’s new in Birkeland these days? Anything you think is worth paying attention to.”
Daley’s eyes twitched slightly as she thought for a moment:
”Several of the Extraordinary Ones who have cooperated with us have passed on news that a number of people have recently been looking for an organization that believes in ‘The Fools’, and have given the corresponding honorific names ……”
After describing the honorific name of the “Fools” in Rune, she let out a light laugh:
”I seem to see the birth of a whole new cult, of course, perhaps the incarnation of some old friend.
”Thorst, what do you think?”
Solstice said after a moment of serious thought:
”No, I’ve never heard of a similar organization at all.”
Just then, Leonard looked up from his dossier and mused:
”Could this be related to the two Tarot rituals we’ve been tracking?
”‘The Fool’ was the original Tarot card, the most important main card!”
Daley froze for a second and nodded thoughtfully:
”That’s an interesting idea you have ……”
”But it’s not based on any evidence, it’s pure speculation, not even reasoning.” Solstice said with less approval.
Leonard revealed a hint of a smile and said:
”Rossel the Great said, bold assumptions, careful evidence.”
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Hilston District, Krag Club.
Kline, who had gone straight here after leaving the Harvest Church, had just entered the hall when he saw the Equestrian Teacher, Talim Dumont, sitting in a secluded place, not knowing what he was thinking about.
Seeing that lunch would have to wait a while, Klein leaned over and smiled a greeting:
”Good noon, Talim, you seem to have hit another snag?”
Talim jerked awake and shook his head in a hurry:
”No, no.”
As if you’ve done something wrong? Klein muttered and sat down, turning to laugh:
”It’s a shame Alan and Mike aren’t here, otherwise we could have had another enjoyable afternoon.”
Talim followed with a smile:
”They’re both very busy and have very little free time.”
Not waiting for Klein to speak, he looked around and said:
”Sherlock, there’s a big shot who’s interested in you after hearing me mention your exploits and would like to meet you, would you be willing?
”Frankly, it’s something I envy, it’s a very rare opportunity.”
Wait, what kind of exploits could I have? Helping Mrs. Mary catch an adulterer? Accompanying Reporter Mike to a brothel? Even with a few trips to the East End, I haven’t done anything spectacular …… At best, you’ll know that I’ve contributed to a serial killer case and helped Dr. Allen with his nightmares by offering counseling …… Klein listened in a daze.
After a couple of seconds, he suddenly understood the cause.
It must be that when that big shot asked Talim about any excellent detectives he knew, he could only think of me and took the initiative to help me add some descriptions that sounded awesome, such as the real crime solver who was located behind the scenes in the serial murder case, and the great detective who was highly mobile, had a sharp sense of smell, and struck with precision in the case of Mrs. Mary s ex-husband who was transferring the property of Cowiem’s company in conjunction with his mistress …… This is a commercial mutual admiration ah …… Klein secretly lamented.
He deliberated and said:
”Talim, I’m sorry, as a detective, I have my own principle, which is to try not to get involved in matters involving big names, and what may be just a small sneezing friction to the upper stage may very well bring me unbearable disaster.
”I’m not going to label myself, so I’m not going to meet the big guy.”
This was actually a caveat that Klein had thought of before he became a detective.
Once he got involved with high society, he would be easily probed, and he didn’t want to take such a risk before he became the “Faceless Man”.
”…… You’re very sensible.” Talim murmured, “That big shot had anticipated this reaction and thought that such a detective would be more trustworthy, so he wants you to take on a commission that won’t involve high society.”
”What commission?” Klein asked.
Talim chuckled:
”It’s the Karpin incident that you and Mike discussed last time, that big shot was interested in the organization that used tarot cards as symbols in it, he said that this is not the only similar case, and he wants you to find the appropriate clues.”