Back in the room, Audrey didn't get up in a hurry, and first quietly sorted out what she was going to do next.

She looked at the mirror in front of her, played with the ornaments on her earlobes, smiled, and said to herself silently: "There will be a psychology class tomorrow afternoon, you can tell Miss Escalante that I met someone in a circle of Extraordinary The person who is looking for the characteristics of human skin shadow, he promises to give a very generous reward, I don't know if there is any interest in psychological alchemy...

"Also, don't forget Roselle's diary and the formula of 'The Blessed One'...

"Well, we have to collect the materials of the 'psychologist' as soon as possible, Audrey, you can't be lazy! Susie is already at Sequence 8, so she can't be caught up by it!"

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Forsi walked back and forth in the room for a few steps, finally made up her mind and pulled the chair away.

She took out the letter paper and pen, brewed for nearly a minute, and began to write a letter to Dorian Gray.

She described the characteristics of the human-skinned phantom that she knew by chance and the requirements for the formula of the "Wind Blessed One" potion, and expressed her curiosity about Roselle's notes.

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The capital of Rorsted Islands, the city of generosity.

Alger Wilson walked out of the hotel and walked towards a secret underground trading market.

His target is the hair of the deep sea naga.

If there were the characteristics of Human Skin Shadow, he would not miss it.

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Lack of money... Klein sat in the living room and sighed again.

He still needs a lot of cash to guarantee that he can buy it directly when there are clues about the characteristics of Human Skin Shadow in the future.

Klein thought for a long time, considering whether to find another channel to sell the Extraordinary characteristics left by the "Interrogator", instead of waiting for Miss Hugh to get rich again.

Not long after, the tinkling of the doorbell broke the silence of the afternoon.

The visitor was a man wearing a dark green postman uniform. He smiled flatteringly at Klein: "Is that Mr. Sherlock Moriarty?"

"Yes." Klein vaguely guessed the other party's intention.

The visitor immediately raised his right hand and handed over a palm-sized object made of layers of black gauze: "Your package, please sign for it."

Klein deliberately expressed his doubts: "Shouldn't I be given a list normally, and let me go to the corresponding post office to pick it up?"

The postal system of the Loen Kingdom was perfectly copied from Intis, and even a lot of its shortcomings were copied. For any mail that cannot be directly stuffed into the mailbox, no matter what it is, they will only give a "pickup slip" to let the recipient Those who are busy by themselves.

"...Haha, because it is more expensive, it must be delivered to you in person." The postman was stunned for a moment.

It seems that you are not professional enough, not a real postman... Klein didn't ask any more questions, took the package, pen and slip, and signed for it.

After closing the door and returning to the living room, he was not in a hurry to open the package, but took out a gold coin and flicked it into the air like a juggler.

Snapped!

Klein caught the gold coin and looked down to see if it was a portrait or a number.

The number is up, which means negative, and there is no hidden danger... Klein nodded slightly, put away the gold coins, touched the paper figurine in his pocket, and carefully disassembled the package.

After the layer after layer of black gauze was opened, the things inside were clearly presented in his sight, namely a light gold pocket watch with elegant patterns, a handkerchief stained with dark red blood, and seven or eight tied together. Short brown curly hair and a stack of sticky notes. JrNovels.com