Looking directly at the ancient gods for a whole year

Chapter 1264 Image loss

So how did the people in the religious sect obtain enlightenment from it?

This is the first time since I came to this place to watch the stars.

At first glance, there is nothing too special, and there is even a similar moon.

Under the night sky, Fu Qian was silently making comments.

Metaphorical meaning, trajectory, rise and fall... It's hard to imagine how those complex patterns can be extracted from so few elements.

At least I have been observing for these five minutes. I have checked the star map in my mind several times and found nothing.

With a long sigh, feeling deeply that he had no talent as a fortune teller, Fu Qian finally gave up and sat back down.

Behind him were various alcoholic beverages. When Mr. Winslow left, he had indicated that he could use them as he pleased, but he had no intention of doing so. The reason was very simple——

click!

A door in the other direction was gently pushed open, and a figure walked in.

"Thank you for your hard work. Please have something to eat."

Looking at Fu Qian sitting there silently, the visitor seemed a little nervous, but after putting down the things in his hands, he whispered immediately.

It was only then that Fu Qian finally turned around and looked.

A rather young woman who looked not much older than Miss Winslow.

The clothes and decorations are not exquisite, but they are clean and elegant. With a beautiful face, she is full of intellectual beauty.

What she placed next to her was a dinner plate. In addition to a few exquisite snacks, she had even poured a glass of sweet wine.

That's right, I didn't take action precisely because I just calculated with my fingers and knew that I didn't have to open the wine myself.

Who says we don’t have the talent of a fortune teller?

"Thank you."

There was no politeness before paying, and he really picked up the cup and took a sip.

It's a little sweet, but it's undoubtedly very suitable for soothing the nerves at night. This wine was chosen carefully.

Dim sum too.

"It tastes good. Let's have some together?"

After tasting each item, he politely signaled to the person coming before paying.

"...No need, sir, this is what I was sent to entertain the guests."

The other party was obviously stunned for a moment, and then waved his hands repeatedly.

"That's true. You shouldn't be considered a guest anyway."

Chongshan Ruliu, without any intention of saying any polite words before paying, picked the one with the best taste and stuffed it into his mouth.

"I don't quite understand..."

The person who delivered the food was obviously confused by this review.

"Although you have specially changed your clothes, your intellectual attitude is too unqualified to be a maid."

Point to the opponent's right hand before paying.

"Judging from the position of the cocoon, the probability of being a tutor is higher. Are you sure someone asked you to come?"

"I'm sorry I lied just now..."

Following Fu Qian's movements, the visitor's expression changed several times, and he even couldn't help but look around.

Seeing that everything was still quiet, she finally gritted her teeth and gave up her defense.

"I am indeed the tutor here, you can call me...Nightingale."

After improvising a code name for herself, the female teacher simply sat down next to her and wiped away the formality in front of her.

"The reason why I came to disturb your rest is because I am really worried. Can you tell me how the child is doing?"

As expected of an intellectual, he understood the spirit of confidentiality very well. He immediately gave himself a nickname instead of his real name.

Facing this person's reaction, Fu Qian sighed inwardly and copied and pasted the standard answer.

"We have to wait for the analysis report to come out before we can be sure."

analysis report?

This word obviously made Nightingale a little confused, but she was obviously not so easily dismissed, her eyes flickered slightly, and she continued to ask.

"How long do we have to wait?"

"Half an hour." The question was asked and the answer was given before paying.

"Ms. Nightingale, please believe that I completely understand your feelings. I can see that you care about the little girl's situation as much as her parents. However, as a professional, I will not make unfounded judgments."

Not only that, the next moment he even tried to persuade her.

"The situation is complicated and there is too little information for reference. Have you acted with her in the past two days?"

Seemingly remembering something, Fu Qian naturally began to consult on medical history.

"I went out with her the day before yesterday, but I haven't seen her since I came back."

Ms. Nightingale acted very cooperatively, with a sad look on her face.

"Coupled with all the bad rumors during this period, I am very worried about her..."

"What bad rumors, nightmare?"

I was very satisfied with her performance, and Fu Qian did not avoid any words in particular.

"Did you hear that too?"

However, this frankness obviously surprised Ms. Nightingale again.

"In our profession, we have to be good at listening. Was your outing the day before yesterday still an art salon?"

"You also know this? This is indeed a very important reason for my worry. Do you think it will be the influence of nightmares?"

Finally completely convinced that Fu Qian really knew, Ms. Nightingale hesitated to speak, feeling worried.

"No."

It's a pity that paying in advance ruins the atmosphere.

what?

After drinking all the wine in the glass, he looked at Ms. Nightingale's surprised face and spoke in a affirmative tone.

"The patient's sleep is still good, and the symptoms are not consistent."

Under this overly firm judgment, Ms. Nightingale remained silent for a long time.

"Actually, this is just one aspect of my worries... In addition to the art salon, we actually went outside the city earlier."

And when she spoke again, she did not disappoint and finally brought something new.

"Then we encountered thick fog and ended up turning back."

"I was a little worried that it was related to this, because judging from the subsequent reactions, the sudden thick fog did not just block traffic. The religious group paid unprecedented attention to it and even prohibited private entry."

Sure enough, they are more informed than ordinary people!

I gave a secret praise before paying.

Of course he had heard about the heavy fog that had blocked traffic and persisted today, but it was obvious that most people didn't know much about it.

"Jane's parents seemed to have forgotten this during the communication."

The next moment, Fu Qian's expression turned serious, as if he attached great importance to this information.

"Tell me in detail, everything you know about the fog."

"Do you know the boy's name?"

Ms. Nightingale was frightened by the fact that he called out Jane.

"Knowing is professional quality, not knowing is professional ethics."

He smiled coldly, with a hint of displeasure on his face.

"But it's obvious that some people don't respect this professional ethics enough."

"Thank you for the wine, now tell me more."

He handed the wine glass back and made a gesture before paying.

"I'm sorry, but I'm not sure it's appropriate to tell you-"

"As I said before, our industry is very good at listening."