Mystery: Lucky

"Is Klein going to become a formal member?" Alice looked at Roxanne in surprise, "It's been less than a month since he joined, right?"

"Oh, your surprised expression is exactly the same as mine," Roxanne looked at Alice with an exaggerated expression, "But I think you must not be as sad as me!"

"...What's wrong?" Alice looked at Roxanne hesitantly and began to consider whether to comfort her - wait, what is she sad about?

"My skin! I have to work the night shift every two days... Goddess, I am not a sleepless person!" Luo Shan expressed her dissatisfaction with the night shift.

"..." Alice was silent. After all, she really couldn't sympathize with Roxanne, although she was not a sleepless person. "It's a pity that I can't help you. I'm a minor and I can't stay up late."

"..." Roxanne looked at Alice with a look full of sorrow. After a moment, Alice couldn't bear this look and left voluntarily.

…

After finishing her studies today, Alice left the Blackthorn Security Company with nothing to do and became a ghost wandering the streets.

Suddenly, Alice stopped and looked at the signs on the second floor opposite:

"Harrods."

"Veterans' Club."

"Divination Club."

…

Divination Club... Alice glanced at the name thoughtfully and walked up to the second floor.

A beautiful lady with brown hair was standing in the hall, responsible for reception. After seeing Alice, she came up to her and said, "Miss, do you want to do divination, or do you want to join our club?"

"Well," Alice glanced at her thoughtfully, then took out a coin with her confused eyes and tossed it up - it was a king's coin, "divination."

""Our members are free to help others tell fortunes in the club and determine the price themselves. We only take a very low percentage of the fees. If you want to tell fortunes, you can take a look at this album. There are members who are willing to tell fortunes for others. Introduction and price. Although she was confused, the conscientious lady still opened the album in front of Alice, "However, since today is a working day, most of the members are at work and busy..."

Alice didn't care about what the woman said. Her eyes searched the album for names that might inspire her, and then stopped on a familiar name.

"Cline Moretti?" Alice looked at the lady with interest, "Is he also a member here?"

"Do you know Mr. Moretti?" The lady looked at Alice in surprise.

Noticing her appraising gaze, Alice frowned slightly, then asked with a smile: "Klein... uh, is Mr. Moretti here now?"

"No, not here," the lady replied. She hesitated for a moment, as if she wanted to recommend another fortune teller to Alice, but gave up.

"Okay," Alice looked away from the album, "then what are the requirements for joining you?"

So the lady showed a serious expression and began to introduce to Alice skillfully.

"Fill in the details and pay the annual membership fee, which is £5 for the first time and £1 per year thereafter. We are not like those political or business clubs where you must obtain the recommendation of a full member before you can join.

“Members can use the club’s meeting rooms and various divination rooms and divination tools for free, enjoy the coffee and tea we provide for free, read the newspapers and magazines we order for free, and purchase lunch, dinner, alcoholic beverages and some divination teaching materials at cost. , divination materials.

“Moreover, we will invite at least one famous fortune teller to give lectures every month to answer questions.

“The most important thing is that you can find a group of friends who share the same hobbies and can exchange experiences with each other.”

"I want to join the club." Alice looked at the lady in front of her and took out a 5 pound note.

"This is our honor," the brown-haired lady showed a cheerful smile, took the banknotes, carefully checked the authenticity and put them away, and took out a form and handed it to Alice, "Please fill it out. Information, I will issue a receipt for you.”

So Alice picked up the pen and carefully filled in the name, gender, address, company and other information on the form. After hesitating for a moment, Alice wrote "16" in the age column without filling in the date of birth.

"You live in a church? Hey, you and Mr. Moretti are colleagues?" The brown-haired lady noticed these things easily.

Alice raised her head and looked at her quietly, her attitude obvious that she didn't intend to answer the question.

So the lady consciously collected the form, gave Alice a sleeve pin, stretched out her right hand to her and said: "Welcome to Tingen City Divination Club, I am Angelica Barrehart. Hard-working server, here's your membership arm pin with our unique inscription to prove your membership.

"Hello, Ms. Angelica." Alice shook hands with her and took the dark gold cuff pin.

Alice looked at the armpin with interest, while Angelica continued her work: "I wonder what divination skills you are good at, or what divination methods you want to learn in the club? We will consider asking the corresponding person. Well-known fortune tellers come to teach and will also introduce you to members with similar expertise so that you can communicate happily. "

"No need," Alice shook her head, "I know a little bit... well, I'm not a beginner."

After a pause, Alice asked again: "Can I tell people a fortune now?"

"You are free to tell fortunes for people at any time in the club, but we will not speak well for you when customers ask before confirming your level. How much do you want for divination?" Angelica responded as usual, although Alice noticed that she was almost unable to hold back her curiosity.

"Price?" Alice looked at Angelica thoughtfully, and then made the puzzling move again - she took out 12 coins and scattered them on the table. There were exactly six king faces and six number faces, "6 pence."

Angelica opened her mouth, then smiled again and introduced: "We will charge a quarter of a penny based on the standard of one-eighth of the total price..."

As she spoke, she entered Alice's information into the album.

"Do you need a drink? We offer Xibo black tea, Southwell coffee and Desi coffee..." When she saw Alice take out the coin again, Angelica couldn't help it, "Can I ask why you do this?"

"I'm not good at making decisions on my own," Alice explained, "In most cases, when it comes to major decisions, fate will take the initiative to tell me the answer, but when it comes to such a small thing..."

Angelica didn't expect this answer, she was silent, and then she remembered the discord in Alice's words: "Tell you the answer on your own initiative?"

Alice stopped and showed a very standard smile, so Angelica realized that this was also a question she would not answer.

"Are there any of these drinks that you hate?" Angelica decided to ask in a different way.

"No."

"Then do you mind if I prepare it for you directly?"

"That would be great." Angelica saw Alice's relieved expression, so she prepared to prepare a drink for Alice.

Just then, a young man with short light hair walked in. His face was yellowish and his red eyes were a little dim.

"I want to tell fortunes." He said to Angelica.