Lord of the Mysteries
Chapter 282
Inside the soon-to-be abandoned medical school building, Audrey suddenly felt adrift as she took a detour to leave the gathering which had just ended. She saw the familiar thick gray fog and the blurry figure situated in the center high above.
“This is a clue.”
Accompanying Mr. Fool’s solemn voice were scenes that looked like a film reel, a colored one at that!
A man who wasn’t particularly muscular but was nearly two meters tall in height was wearing a black priest robe and standing in the shadows. His light yellow hair was slightly curled, and his dark brown eyes were cold with malice. The corners of his mouth drooped slightly, making him look like a ferocious wolf.
A clue? A clue to the bombing on East Borough’s Dharavi Street and Gavin’s drowning? Is this the murderer? Audrey stared blankly for a moment before immediately coming to an understanding.
Mr. Fool already has a clue… He’s really impressive — No, he’s omnipotent. After sighing to herself, she turned to look at Fors.
As soon as Fors removed her mask and surgical cap and got into the carriage, she noticed Miss Audrey’s slightly strange gaze. She immediately asked in puzzlement, “Is there something on my face?”
“Nope.” Audrey looked away and sat down before removing her disguise.
Fors recalled the gathering and asked curiously, “Miss Audrey, why didn’t you announce that you were purchasing the Spectator formula? You could’ve established contact with the Psychology Alchemists that way.”
She remembered that the generous Miss Audrey had remained silent most of the time and only sold some spirituality-infused materials and responded to buying other varieties accordingly.
Audrey smiled faintly and said, “This is my first gathering in this circle. I think it’s more important to observe and wait.
“I’m looking forward to the potion formula and even more so, the mystical items, but I told myself that there’s no rush. It would be a better strategy to familiarize myself before taking action.”
This is also a ‘professional habit’ of the Spectator pathway. Moreover, there were no Beyonder ingredients like Dark Patterned Black Panther Spinal Fluid or Spring of the Elves Marrow Crystals which Mr. World wishes to obtain… Audrey silently added.
Looking at the girl who wasn’t eighteen yet, Fors suddenly felt that she was more mature than ever before.
She suddenly laughed at herself and said, “If I had been like you back then, I wouldn’t have wasted such a precious opportunity.”
Audrey gave a reserved smile as a response before saying, “I’ll ask some special friends in the morning if they have any leads on the Dharavi Street bombing. Wait for the information at the same place with Xio.”
“Alright.” Fors nodded without any doubts.
…
Instead of returning to Minsk Street, Klein slept in the one-bedroom apartment in East Borough’s Black Palm Street.
He was afraid that the suspected murderer in the black priest robe had accomplices who could be searching the streets for him.
Although the probability of meeting him wasn’t high, and he had disguised himself ahead of time so that it was unlikely he could be recognized, his divination indicated that there was a possibility. To be cautious, Klein made do and decided to spend the night at East Borough.
uniform, put on a light brown cap, and left the
the white fog with a yellowish tint shrouded the surroundings. There were blurry figures of people passing by, and the cold
head and hurried along, just like the people around him
a man in his forties or fifties ahead of him. He wore a thick jacket and had gray hair around his temples. He was pacing in place and fumbling for a cigarette while shivering.
and the crumpled cigarette
it up, and handed it to
this old friend. There’s only a few left,” the man thanked him sincerely and accepted the
expressed without reserve from the corner of his eyes as he lamented, “I
away. Klein casually asked, “Why doesn’t the king and ministers allow
kind of weather outside, it’s very likely that you’ll never wake up again. It’s still better in the day, since you can find a warmer place. Sigh,
he had some of his strength restored, and he walked beside Klein. It was uncertain if his destination was at the end of the fog or somewhere
of exchanging pleasantries and was about to speed away from him when he saw the man, who
core that had
fruit core into his mouth. He chewed it until it was mashed up before swallowing it down with great familiarity.
his mouth, shrugged his shoulders, and
haven’t eaten in almost
sentence struck Klein’s heart, causing him
and said with a smile, “Sorry, I didn’t introduce myself just now. I’m a reporter, and I’m currently writing about homeless people. Can I interview you?
a moment before he smiled and said,
bit longer after the interview and let me sleep inside for half an
He just silently led his “interviewee” into the budget café at the end of the
Due to the walls and windows inside, there were quite a few guests. The average temperature
his throat, concealing his Adam’s apple that
sit down and went to order two large cups of tea, a plate of lamb stewed with young peas, two loaves of
your fill.” Once the
the man asked
of tea,
wiped his eyes and said with a slightly
make sure not to eat too quickly,” Klein
just like that.” The middle-aged man worked hard at eating at
watched quietly, waiting for the man to finish his
until I was this full in three months, no—half a year. In the workhouse, the food they give is just enough.” After a while, the
asked casually, “How
period of time, losing my job, my wealth, and my family in the process. From then on, I often couldn’t
a sip of his
the workhouse, but as you know, every workhouse only takes in a limited number of people. With good luck, and if I queue up in time, I can spend a few days in peace, recover my strength a little, and then find a temporary job. Yea, temporary. Soon, I’ll be jobless again and the previous process will be repeated. I have no idea how much longer
been a good
and asked, “How many cigarettes do you
left.” The middle-aged man smiled bitterly. “This is the last of my assets, the only thing I have left after I was chased out by the landlord. Heh, one can’t bring them into the workhouses, but I’ll secretly hide them in the seams of my clothes. I’ll only take one out to smoke during my worst hardships so that I can have some hope. I don’t know how long I can last, but let me
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