Mystery: Lucky One

Chapter 477 55 Umbilical Cord Blood

When Alice repeated the same words for the third time, there was a hint of anger in her voice.

From Hazel's attitude, Alice judged that her words were not taken seriously. She fixed her gaze on Hazel, just looking at her, waiting for her next response.

Hazel shivered and suddenly felt a little cold. After looking around, she raised her head to look at the manhole cover above her head.

But the manhole cover shouldn't be the reason why she felt cold in the sewer. After thinking for a while, Hazel said hesitantly:

"I feel a little cold... maybe I should go back and put on more clothes."

Alice stared at Hazel and frowned. This was not an impossible request, but Alice did not want to go back with Hazel, so she asked:
"What's this treasure?"

Alice actually thought that she should use some interrogation techniques at this time, but when she searched her mind, she found that she had no knowledge in this area, so she had to give up on this matter with regret.

Hazel was confused by such unskillful questioning. She recalled the teacher's attitude towards Alice - not too defensive, and not friendly enough.

This didn't seem like a relationship where they could exchange clues to treasure, so Hazel looked embarrassed. Alice stared at her and suddenly regretted not killing her directly before.

In fact, it’s not too late now. As long as I kill everyone who knows about this, Klein won’t know...

Alice picked out the insiders in her mind one by one, first Hazel, then Councillor Mori Macht and his wife Liana, then Bishop Elektra, and then...

Dwayne Dantès's slightly aged face appeared before Alice, forcing her to regretfully give up the idea. She realized that Mr. Fool was present.

Besides, what if the church finds out? Should I kill them all? Also, the bad luck I left on her hasn't taken effect yet...

Alice tried desperately to find excuses for herself. She tried to persuade herself, but not only did she fail to give up the idea of ​​killing, but she actually came up with a good idea.

Amon must be interested in the demigod of the "Thief" path. I can tell Amon about this, then...

Then the treasure will also be taken away by Amon.

Alice lowered her head in disappointment. She realized that the Angel King from the "Thief" path was not a good partner. Even if she wanted to invite others to play an adventure game, he was not a suitable playmate.

"Go away." She said to Hazel with annoyance.

At a certain moment, Hazel felt as if she had been pardoned. She was inexplicably happy and ran quickly towards the place where she had climbed down.

Alice stared at Hazel's back, and before she officially started climbing, she suddenly had an idea and shouted:

"Wait a moment.

"Your teacher asked you to find treasure before, but you don't seem to have anything like a treasure map... You have a way to locate the treasure, right?"

Hazel was stunned for a moment, but this was one of the few questions she could answer. She turned around and said with a little pride:
"This is my ability."

Ability...? Finding treasure...?
As an angel of the path of "fate", Alice hesitated for a moment, looked back, and then asked:

"…divination?"

If that's the case, then there would be no feeling at all... However, "thief" and divination don't sound like a good match. After all, a thief can't try divination every time before going out.

Unless this thief is a "fortune teller"...

Alice's mind suddenly popped up the image of Klein wearing a nightgown and stealing things. It was too bizarre, so she quickly dispelled the image and brought her attention back to where it had strayed.

Hazel's confused and surprised expression gave Alice the answer. She sighed and tried to analyze an ability that was more suitable for the "thief":

“Let me think about it…

"A thief... well, before stealing anything, it seems that the thief always checks the place first, confirming how many people are at home and when they will go out... er, okay, this is burglary.

"Hmm... maybe this ability should be simplified so that it can be used in all situations where stealing is required...

"I see!"

Alice's eyes lit up, she stared at Hazel and said firmly:
"You know where the valuables are!"

Hazel's expression was filled with astonishment again. Alice got the answer from her undisguised emotions and said softly:

"It's not as good as using a treasure map to find treasure or solve riddles, but it also sounds more like a formal adventure than divination... The bad news is, I don't think I can replicate this, unless..."

Alice's eyes fell on the necklace around Hazel's neck. After a few seconds, she looked away and muttered:
"If I want to take this, I might as well go and kill your teacher..."

"?" Hazel stood there, not sure whether she should stay here.

The good news is that this was just a casual remark by Alice and she didn't take it seriously. She just looked at Hazel and thought about what she should do next.

Maybe I should report this to the church...?
No, wait...

Alice suddenly thought of the angel on Leonard's body.

Hmm... If I give him the demigod hiding in the body of a mouse, can he accompany me to find the treasure?
The goddess didn't do anything to him, so he should be trustworthy. If that doesn't work, I can still give him to Amon...

...If I ask Amon not to hurt Leonard, will Amon agree?

Things got stuck here, and Alice realized that even if Amon would agree, it would never be a good idea to let Amon know who she cared about.

——This is not a question of whether it is dangerous or not. Although Alice has no expectations of Amon's moral level, she believes that Amon will not threaten her with other people like Will Auceptin did, because Alice thinks that Amon is more likely to find it fun to tease her.

This was undoubtedly a bad idea, and Ellie ruled out this option without hesitation. At least she didn't intend to consider it until she was sure whether the angel in Leonard was really safe.

Unable to figure out the result, Alice frowned. She stared at Hazel and couldn't help but regretting that she had spared her life.

If I had killed her in a rage, I would be the one playing the treasure hunt here now...

She licked her lips and realized that she had let Hazel go because she was worried that Klein would be angry. In that case, she might as well leave the solution to the subsequent problems to Klein.

——She made sacrifices in order not to affect Klein's mood, so Klein should also find a way to compensate her.

Alice made the decision for Klein with satisfaction, and then thought about her own exit.

She exhaled, her expression suddenly solemn, in Hazel's puzzled and confused eyes, Alice straightened her robe, looked at her with a smile, but her eyes seemed to be looking through her and said: "Even though I want to do this, fate seems to think that it is much better for your teacher to wear a monocle than to die.

"I hope you don't get infected."

Then Alice shook her head, and before Hazel could speak, she passed her and disappeared from Hazel's surprised sight.

Alice did not go to find Klein. Although she had visited Mr. Fool's bedroom more than once at night, sometimes she would choose to let Mr. Fool have a good sleep.

For example, now.

Alice returned home and should have chosen to lie down and sleep, but she realized something was wrong - there was someone at her door.

The man could be described as dishevelled, but he probably didn't mean to do that. Alice noticed that he didn't look very well, but that made sense. No one who was forced to wake up at night would feel very well.

Besides, this was Alan Kress, Alice remembered, and his wife was pregnant with Will Auceptin—he didn't seem to be in good spirits anyway.

But why is he here...

This was quite surprising because it meant that Will Auceptin might want to contact her, otherwise, Alice didn't think Alan would have the chance to stand in front of her.

Oh, the main reason is that Alice almost forgot that there was such a person as Alan.

Of course, Alan himself must not know about this, so Alice pushed the door open behind Alan, startling Alan who was leaning against the door.

The man with bloodshot eyes was obviously frightened. He turned around in shock and saw Alice. His eyes lit up and he shouted:
"You, you're back!"

Alice looked at Allen who was extremely surprised, and after thinking for two seconds, she made a reasonable guess:

"You had a nightmare again?"

This was the only possibility she could think of.

"No, it wasn't me," Alan denied, "it was Velma…."

"Velma?" Alice asked doubtfully.

"That's my wife," Alan explained.

Alice remembered the name instantly. She had indeed heard Alan mention it, but she didn't even remember Alan, let alone Alan's wife?

Alice told herself that this was a normal thing, and then asked without any guilt:

"Oh? So what did she dream about?"

Alice did not guess Will Auceptin's purpose at this juncture. As Allen said, his wife had a nightmare, so Will's purpose was obviously related to the content of the dream.

Alan did not hesitate to narrate the content of his dream. He described it in great detail, starting from the unexpected birth to the spurting umbilical cord blood.

Alice did not interrupt him halfway. She listened to Alan's story patiently and finally asked curiously:

“Cord blood?”

Alice realized almost instantly the possible specialness of umbilical cord blood. Will's premature birth was not a surprise to her, but the splashed umbilical cord blood, coupled with Velma's subsequent loss of consciousness, gave Alice a guess.

She knew what umbilical cord blood was. For newborns, it was a very special thing. In the modern medicine that Alice understood, having umbilical cord blood was, in a sense, like having an extra life.

The most important reason is that umbilical cord blood seems to be able to be guided to differentiate into a certain organ. If an organ in your body is damaged due to an accident, that's when umbilical cord blood comes in handy.

In addition, umbilical cord blood also seems to play a role in bone marrow transplantation.

This sounds like an extremely precious ingredient in blood, and for mythical creatures, this inevitably reminds people of the blood of mythical creatures. Those bloods contain power and authority, which are of course extremely precious.

The first thought that came to Alice's mind was rather strange. She remembered that she had not yet given the blood of the mythical creature to the "Hermit" Cattleya - if she took Will's umbilical cord blood, would she not have to draw her own blood?
And it sounds like there's a lot more to it...

Alice remembered her previous idea of ​​selling blood, and at this moment, she began to expect that this was a prophetic dream.

Alan didn't realize how unwise it was to ask for help. He nodded and asked anxiously:

“Yes…The One who told me to tell you this dream said that you are the only one who knows what this is about.

"You, you..."

Alan looked at Alice, and Alice realized that there was a hint of fear in his eyes. She was stunned for a moment, and then she remembered Alan's original dream.

In that dream, Alice, who was suspected of cutting open Velma's belly, was obviously not a good character.

Just like the reason why Alan first approached Alice - he just felt that Alice was at least a human being, and he actually didn't believe in Alice's kindness.

However, he is actually much smarter than Hazel...

Thinking of Hazel's attitude when she spoke to herself, and looking at the hidden Allen, Alice shook her head and commented:
"You're pretty smart... Well, if possible, try to live a little longer, okay?"

Cold sweat slid down Alan's back. He froze in place, losing the ability to speak.

She... No, what does He mean?
Alice looked at him in confusion, then recalled what Alan had just said, touched her chin and muttered to herself:
"Will thinks this has something to do with me? Um...but what did I do? No, I should say, what should I do to achieve that effect..."

Thinking of Will's umbilical cord blood, Alice's heart was moved again.

——You know, if too much blood of mythical creatures is taken away at one time, the angel will fall into a weak period.

If Will couldn't get the cord blood back, it wouldn't matter even if he couldn't get it, because no matter whether it was a good thing for Alice or not, it would definitely be a bad thing for Will.

Alan was stunned for a moment, and it took him some time to react. This was the answer to his previous question, but Alice's subsequent tone was no longer puzzled - she seemed to be full of anticipation for the scene in the dream.

This was undoubtedly bad news for Alan, but he didn't even clench his fists in anger. He only felt a deep sense of powerlessness - after all, he had been with Will for so long.

Allen was extremely certain that the two choices before him were not good people, at least they did not take him seriously. (End of this chapter)

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