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.
dark blue worker’s uniform, put on a light brown cap, and left the room.
the white fog with a yellowish tint shrouded the surroundings. There were blurry figures of people passing by, and the cold morning air was soaking
head and hurried along, just like the people around him who
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. Finally, he took out a box of empty matches in his clothes’ inner
opened the matchbox, his right hand quivered, and the crumpled
it up, and handed
I can’t live without this old friend. There’s only a few left,” the man thanked him sincerely
shaved for quite a while. Exhaustion was expressed without reserve from the corner of his eyes as he lamented,
a homeless person who has been chased away. Klein casually asked, “Why doesn’t the
that you’ll never wake up again. It’s still better in the day, since you can find a warmer place. Sigh, but
strength restored, and he walked beside Klein. It was uncertain if his destination was at the
no intention of exchanging pleasantries and was about to speed away from him when he saw the man, who
looked like an apple core that
dirt-covered fruit core into his mouth. He chewed it
wiped his mouth,
eaten in
sentence struck Klein’s heart, causing him to feel indescribably
a reporter, and I’m currently writing about homeless people. Can
a moment before he smiled and said, “No problem, it’s
you can stay a little bit longer after the interview and let me sleep inside
turned agape, momentarily at a loss for words. He just silently led his “interviewee”
walls and windows inside, there were quite a few guests. The average temperature was indeed much higher than the
Adam’s
to sit down and went to order two large cups of tea, a plate of lamb stewed with young peas, two loaves of bread, two pieces of toast, a serving of low-quality butter, and a serving of artificial cream for a total of 17.5
you eat your fill.” Once the food was ready, Klein carried
is for me?” the man
toast and a cup of tea, the rest is yours.” Klein
slightly choked
make sure not to eat too quickly,” Klein
know, I had an old buddy who died just like that.” The middle-aged man worked hard at eating at a slower pace, occasionally lifting his cup of
easily finished the toast and watched quietly, waiting for the man to finish
this full in three months, no—half a year. In the workhouse, the food they give is just enough.” After a while, the man put down his
journalist, Klein asked casually, “How did you become
my wealth, and my family in the process. From then on, I often couldn’t find a job,
his tea, sighed, and
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
been a good
a moment and asked, “How many cigarettes
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
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