Mystery: Two or three things between me and Tianzun God

Chapter 240 Divination Master Rosago (3K)

"Oh, what a luxury. A pair of silk stockings in Philips Department Store costs 30 soles, but there are dozens of pairs randomly thrown on the floor in this room..."

Rosago looked at the scene in the house and immediately analyzed everything in front of him in a "divineer" way.

"Perhaps we can use these things to divine and obtain the owner of this villa and the general situation... Since the trembling detective dared to run here, it means that there must be something here that he relies on..."

The Puppet Master's eyes flashed, and he immediately stepped forward, picked up a black translucent triangular bitter tea and held it in his hand. He then released the citrine pendulum wrapped around his right wrist, placed it directly above the lace, and then opened his posture. , began to recite the divination sentence silently in a serious manner.

He wants to use pendulum divination!

Although the pendulum divination method can only get a single answer of yes or no, in this emergency situation, if the questions are asked properly, a lot of information can be deduced.

Taking bitter tea is definitely not a hobby for Rosago. Although he is from Intis, he is not obsessed with this kind of thing to a certain extent like the nobles of Trier.

His great widowed master is not that kind of person, please don’t get me wrong!

As a professional diviner, he understood that this kind of intimate clothing was the most suitable for divination.

Because it must be contaminated with the aura of the original owner, this way we can obtain more detailed and important information.

This is the exclusive experience from his Rosago, this is the top training from the Intis spy agency!

at the same time……

"Shit!!!"

The corner of Red Angel's mouth twitched and his face instantly turned green. Just now, he felt that the "trap" in his room had been triggered.

And this time it seems to be different from the previous ones. Someone actually uses certain things to divine themselves.

Damn it, how could there be such a dirty and despicable extraordinary way of being a fortune teller in the world! ! !

Can that kind of thing be used for divination? ?
shit!

"Medici, what's wrong with you? You look like someone has stolen the tea seeds?"

The blond boy saw the strange behavior of the red angel, pushed up his monocle with a small mouth, and asked in an analytical tone.

"Shut your stupid mouth!"

War Angel's face turned red instantly. He glanced at Klein Moretti who was confused, threw the fruit plate in his hand on the coffee table, and then his body turned into a blaze of fire and rushed towards the stairs.

As for why He didn't break through the ceiling, it was because the villa had just been renovated. If He dared to destroy it, he might not see the sun tomorrow.

Of course, it is also very difficult to see the sun in Backlund in September.

"The owner of these underwear is in great danger"

After reciting silently seven times in a row, Rosago looked at the vertical and motionless citrine pendant and fell into deep thought.

His divination failed!
Failed on intimate clothing that has such a strong connection with the occult!

The anomaly in the divination made Rosago realize that something was wrong, because it conflicted with the divination he just performed outside!

No, my divination was interfered with.
A drop of cold sweat broke out suddenly, and he clutched the bitter tea tightly with his right hand reflexively, as if he was grasping his last life-saving straw.

But at this moment, before Rosago could think of retreating from the window, he heard a slightly rapid, "rolling and crawling" howling wind from the first floor to the third floor in an instant.

"No, it's too late! It's too late!"

In a flash of his mind, he immediately used the ability of the Faceless Man to transform into Sherlock Moriarty, trying to get through in this way.

The bones crackled, and the moment Rosago had just completed his transformation, the bedroom door was violently kicked open with a bang.

Medici stepped forward with his body burning with fire and saw the fake detective inside the room.
And the lace-edged black bitter tea tightly held in his hand.

The cold wind blowing slowly outside the window brought Rosago back to his senses instantly. He reflexively moved his right hand back and hid it behind his back, like a pervert who wanted to hide his sinful behavior.

You dare to hide it!
This simple action made Medici's eyelids twitch wildly and his face distorted. Inexplicably, the Red Angel felt that the guy opposite him was also very talented in provocation.

"Oh, you don't have to try to control my spiritual thread anymore. By the way, you are also very good at provocation!"

A loud "rumbling" sound shook the entire villa, and Klein, who was sitting by the stove in the living room and wrapped in a small quilt, unconsciously shrank his neck, wondering what happened to the demigod lady. .

"Hey, Ron, aren't you going to take a look?" he asked worriedly.

"Don't worry, Medici will take care of it!"

The blond boy shook his head nonchalantly and wanted to lift the bottle out of habit, but under Klein's scrutinizing gaze, he inexplicably put the bottle back to its original position and corked it.

But after using his eyes to force Ron's child away from drinking, Klein was suddenly stunned and felt that something was wrong.

Medici. This is a male name.
Gan! No way!
Hearing the name revealed by Ron, the great detective thought of a possibility.

At this moment, he suddenly couldn't look directly at the room full of private items.

"That's right, Klein, your guess is very correct!"

Seeing Klein's sudden change of expression, Ron immediately fanned the flames and tried to arouse this guy's psychological shadow.

"Call me Sherlock!"

"Okay Klein, I will remember it." The former Nighthawk ignored the little kid's sinister intentions, and instead emphasized his current identity. However, Ron's nonchalant words still made the current detective very angry. Headache.

As the fire crackled, the blond boy groaned and leaned on the sofa, continuing to lazily enjoy the warmth from the fireplace.

On this dark and cold night, with strong winds and heavy rain outside, there is nothing more comfortable and relaxing than a fire.

But at this moment, when Klein was completely relaxed, a broken body plummeted from the third floor and landed in front of him with a "snap".

"Fuck, what the hell!"

This sudden scene startled him, and he stood up suddenly and stood on the back of the sofa.

Feeling that the "Joker's" premonition of danger had not occurred, Klein felt a little relieved and took a closer look.

I saw that the person who came looked almost exactly like him, and in this gentleman's right hand, he was clutching something black and lacy.

Seeing this scene, the poor man's face twitched and his mouth suddenly opened wide, feeling that his reputation had been seriously hit.

He slandered me! ! !

"He is the Sequence Five Secret Puppet Master of the Seer Path. His name is Rosago. I just got information from his spirit body. He is a subordinate of Intis Ambassador Backron, and he is here to hunt down you, a weakling."

"No need to thank me, after all I hate fortune tellers!"

Medici's words came faintly, as if he was reporting or explaining something.

When the great detective heard these words, he ignored the ridicule inside and habitually guessed what happened.

'What a coincidence! ? I came here for an investigation mission and Rosago came after me. But... But he didn't expect that I had a back-up... But actually, I didn't expect either...'

'So, he came in so recklessly! ? '

'But if my divination above the gray mist can be interfered with, then his divination must be the same... Hiss... The sealed object on Ron's body feels very magical and weird. It can actually do such a thing...'

'So...the threat from the ambassador of the Republic of Intis was resolved like this? '

'But, but, isn't there something wrong? I wanted to take this opportunity to find the formula for the follow-up potion from the fortune teller...'

Klein's eyes flickered and he frowned tightly. He stared at the corpse lying in front of him for more than ten seconds, and then his eyes lit up for a moment, as if he had found some answer to a difficult problem.

"Ahem, Miss Medici, I have something to ask him. Can you lend me this body?"

The cunning fortune teller thought of a great way to get the recipe!
He wants to channel spirits, he wants to make the dead speak!
Although he didn't kill this guy, the other person's death time was still within a quarter of an hour, and he didn't suffer any weird contamination. He didn't even need to enter the gray fog, he could just channel it in the outside world!

And with this, there is a high probability that you will be able to obtain "Joker's" subsequent fortune teller path potion formula!

"Tch~ take it, he is of no use like you. This body is yours to handle. Remember to wipe off the blood!"

What does it mean to be useless like me...at least I can still ride a unicycle...

Hearing this unabashed ridicule, Klein cursed in his heart, but did not dare to express it.

"Soothsayers" are always able to restrain their words and deeds to avoid disaster.

"Thank you so much, Miss Medici!"

Hearing this thank you, especially the one from Miss Medici, the Red Angel snorted and was very dissatisfied, but he didn't say anything and just went to the fireplace and added anthracite and high-quality charcoal.

The wind howled outside the window, and the sound of heavy rain never stopped.

Time passed by, and five minutes later, Klein Moretti opened his eyes and looked at the pleased expression on his face. It seemed that he had gained a lot.

Because this guy didn’t expect that happiness would come so quickly!
Ron, I absolutely love you...

Having obtained the subsequent Sequence 7, Sequence 6, and Sequence 5 potion formulas, and having a lot of acting experience, Klein found everything to be pleasing to the eye.

Even the little kid who kept moaning had a thick filter in his eyes.

"No, maybe this is really his credit. If I hadn't met Ron by chance, I still don't know how to get this sequence five..."

"Well...it just so happens..."

When he thought of this, Klein Moretti was suddenly startled, wondering if he had been clearly arranged by someone again.

But then he thought about the scene when he first met Ron.

There always seems to be a coincidence between the two of them, or they are attracted to each other, so no matter what, they will eventually run into each other.

"Does Ron also have items related to the diviner's path on his body?"

While the great detective was deep in thought, he suddenly saw the beautiful Miss Medici wink at him.

She winked at him for no reason!
"..."

Seeing this scene, Klein felt cerebral paralysis. He suddenly thought of Mrs. Sharon and couldn't figure out what this demigod-level witch meant by doing such a thing.

And after the other party winked, he turned around and left, seemingly to the kitchen, without leaving many instructions.

"Does this mean you want me to follow you?"

(End of this chapter)