Mystery: Good Witch

Chapter 205: Searching for someone in the East District
Before Angel could ask, the other person sat down on the seat and spoke out his request in a rapid-fire manner.

It turned out that his daughter had been missing for nearly a week. He had tried calling the police and looking for the detective, but to no avail. The detective even told him tactfully that in Backlund, there was almost no trace of a young woman who had been missing for more than three days. Hope of return.

He had now begun to turn to the gods and to ethereal divination.

Thank you so much...

Angel could hardly hold back the smile on his face when he heard that the other party regarded divination as the last straw after all his efforts.

After receiving the crumpled missing person notice from the man, Angel stopped complaining and complaining in his heart and read it carefully.

The missing person notice showed a girl about 15 years old with a sweet face and long hair. There were also some keywords below: Emily O'Neill, brown hair, black eyes, wearing a light yellow dress when she disappeared. , carrying a satchel containing grammar and arithmetic textbooks.

"Mr. O'Neill, can you tell us in detail what happened before Emily disappeared?"

Putting down the missing person notice, Angel looked at the haggard father again. The latter subconsciously took out a cigarette and was about to light it, but after looking at Angel, he put the cigarette and lighter back into his pocket.

"She went to school that day, not far from home, at the comprehensive school on the border of North District and Jorwood District, but I didn't see her come back until late at night..."

Mr. O'Neill rushed to the school overnight and asked the teacher. He learned that Emily left with her classmates after school that day. After repeatedly searching for the road between school and home to no avail, he called the police.

Of course, like everyone who eventually seeks divination, seeks help from the occult, there is nothing the police, or even detectives without extraordinary abilities, can do.

Within a week, the father, who loved his daughter deeply, had become sloppy and thin. He could not even take care of his work and his tearful wife, and was frantically looking for a solution every day.

"I understand. Did you bring items that she frequently uses, or close-fitting clothing?"

After hearing the story of the girl's disappearance, Angel put down the untied citrine pendant and took out the magic mirror.

I am afraid that only true occultism can help this gentleman.

"Yes, yes," Mr. O'Neil said, obviously someone had pointed him out. He hurriedly took out an exquisite stationery bag. "She has been using this stationery bag for a year and a half. I just bought her a new one. Fortunately, this one is not yet available." Throw."

Although it is not a personal item, it can be used for a long time and leave enough connections.

Angel took the stationery bag, placed the magic mirror on the bag, faced himself, stroked the mirror surface, and muttered:

"Mirror Mirror, tell me, where is Emily O'Neill now?"

The fog that only she could see flashed, and the mirror first turned dark, and then displayed several images, which made Angel breathe a sigh of relief - the divination target was still alive.

In the picture, a little girl with brown hair wearing a light yellow dress was roughly pulled into an unmarked carriage.

The carriage drove past low buildings and dirty streets, passing groups of homeless people on the roadside. A cross-body bag was thrown out of the window, and several homeless people swarmed up.

Shortly after entering a two-story building, the carriage drove out again, made a circle, and drove in another direction.

Following the carriage, Angel saw a familiar building, but then the scene disappeared as if it had been disturbed, and her slightly expectant expression reappeared.

After taking a deep breath and sorting out what he saw in the magic mirror divination, Angel looked at Mr. O'Neil who looked nervous.

"Your daughter, Miss Emily, was indeed kidnapped..."

"Who is it? Where is it? Tell me!"

Mr. O'Neill almost jumped up and asked questions one after another. Then he noticed some excitement and sat down in his chair again.

"Sorry, I'm a little...but how did you know? Just based on this small mirror?"

"This is called magic mirror divination. Your daughter must have been carrying a blue satchel when she disappeared. It was about this big and had a row of tassels on the side..."

In order to win his trust, Angel revealed the appearance of the satchel thrown away by the kidnapper in the divination screen, which was not written in detail on the missing persons notice.

"Yes, it's hers!" Mr. O'Neill's eyes were red with excitement. "Is she still alive now? Where can I find her?"

"I can only divine part of the information. Well, do you have a map? It's for the East District and Jorwood District."

Angel took an almost torn map that O'Neil took out from under his windbreaker and found that there were notes in different handwritings on it, perhaps from the detectives he had hired before.

"The place where she was kidnapped is probably this location in the Jowood District..."

Based on the picture obtained through divination, she circled an area on the map, and then drew a line pointing to the east area.

"Then the carriage went to the East District, briefly stopping at a two-story building, and then left in the other direction, passing a very distinctive building on Dharavi Street, and then based on the direction, it should have returned to Qiao. Wood District.”

After marking several important locations and connecting them with each other, Angel roughly drew the route that the kidnapper took. However, due to insufficient or disrupted information in the final divination, she was unable to confirm the last stop of the carriage.Fortunately, there was an important landmark she had seen before, which was an apartment across the street on Dharavi Street, where Dominic and Sonia once lived.

As for the two-story building, there were thousands of similar buildings in the East District, and Angel couldn't confirm its specific location.

"The only clue now is the place where they stayed. I suggest you find a private detective and look for it based on the route. Emily is still alive now, but it won't be certain after that."

"thanks, thanks!"

O'Neil first held the map and looked at it carefully, as if to imprint the route drawn with red pen in his mind, then carefully folded it and put it away, and then continued:

"I will find the best detective to start the investigation as soon as possible. Ha, at first I just thought that I have tried all the methods and come here to try my luck. I didn't expect you..." He even used honorifics, "You are really like That’s as powerful as Ms. Swann said.”

Swann?Lola Swan?
Angel raised his eyebrows, not expecting to hear Laura's name from Onel's mouth. Why would she promote her little divination room to observe my "acting"?Or just a casual recommendation?
Seeing O'Neill put down a full five-pound note and turned to leave, Angel quickly stopped him.

"Mr. O'Neill, if those detectives can't do anything, you can try your luck at the 'Brave Bar' in the Bridge District. The 'old man' there knows some, um, people like me, and maybe it will be helpful to you. .”

O'Neil was stunned for a moment, muttering "Brave Bar" and "Old Man" silently to deepen his impression, then nodded and thanked Angel.

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Compared with those love divination, searching for Mr. O'Neil's daughter for divination did not allow Angel to digest the potion, but it made her feel the joy of helping others for a long time.

Although no new business came in until sunset, she was surrounded by high spirits.

In the evening, after leaving the Divination Club, she went to the new safe house in the East District to change her clothes and rest for a while before preparing to return to her home on Red Rose Street in the Bridge District.

Passing by the iconic apartment building on Dharavi Street, Angel got off the carriage and looked up at the sky passage across the street from the apartment.

In the Magic Mirror Divination, the carriage passed through this street, headed west, and finally returned to the Jowood District.

Looking at the street that had been dyed with the faint light of the crimson moon, Angel found a deserted corner, took out the magic mirror, and prepared to perform another divination here.

Maybe there will be new gains, or maybe just like the afternoon, it will be interrupted at a critical moment...

But it’s better to try than to regret.

"Mirror Mirror tell me, Emily..."

"boom--"

A violent explosion suddenly occurred in an apartment building opposite her. Bright yellow flames poured out of the window of a house on the third floor, lifting half of the roof into the sky, and then bricks, tiles and flesh and blood fell on the face. Hit Angel.

what happened?Someone attacked me?

As soon as this thought flashed through her mind, her body subconsciously jumped to the side to avoid a stone hitting her, and then dodged left and right to avoid bricks and sharp tiles.

Screams of pain could be heard one after another, and passers-by on the street were caught off guard and hit by falling rocks.

Fortunately, there was only one explosion, and the rain of falling objects quickly stopped falling. With the skills of the extraordinary, Angel was not injured, but various muffled groans and moans continued to come from the surroundings, and pedestrians may have suffered heavy casualties.

Through the fog that filled the sky above the street, Angel looked at the center of the explosion. At the top of the three-story gray-blue apartment, half of the wall had been blown down. Thick smoke was still billowing from inside, and a faint smell of gas came in. Her nostrils.

It turned out to be a gas explosion...

She felt relieved a little and walked towards the apartment to see the casualties.

"Are you the bounty hunter, Hugh Dilcha?"

A hoarse voice sounded inside the apartment door, and Angel saw a tall figure walking out of the smoke-filled apartment. He was almost two meters tall, with broad shoulders and round arms. He looked like a giant, and was wearing a hooded robe that obviously did not fit his body shape. , looking at Angel with beastly dark brown eyes.

"What bounty hunter?"

Angel subconsciously thought that he had recognized the wrong person, and even glanced behind him to confirm that apart from the injured lying on the ground, groaning, or motionless, he was the only one standing on the street now.

"You were the one who asked that guy to look for Lanerwus."

The "giant" muttered to himself as if confirming, then kicked off his feet and rushed towards her with agility that was not suited to his body.

Looking for... Lanruth?
Hearing this familiar name, Angel suddenly thought of the arrival of the evil god in Tingen City, the father of the "child" in Megoose's belly, and the park in the middle of the street that was littered with casualties just like today.

With a "click", she pressed the magic pocket watch without hesitation, stepped out of ice with one foot, squeezed out black flames with one hand, and faced the "giant" rushing towards her like a mountain.

(End of this chapter)