His surroundings quickly became peaceful and silent, what he saw in his "eyes" was misty and hazy, countless distorted and unrecognizable pictures flashed here quickly, like drops of dew on the tender petals in the morning.

Gradually, Klein grasped his own spirituality and regained a certain sense of consciousness.

He saw a fireplace in front of him, and in front of it was a rocking chair, on which sat an old woman in a long black and white dress.

Although the other party lowered her head and couldn't see her face, Klein felt from the bottom of her heart that she was an old lady, and she was quite sure.

Directly opposite the old woman was a table with newspapers and tin cans studded with silver.

"This is..." Klein, who felt the scene was extremely familiar, quickly recognized what he saw:

This is where Riel Bieber and his mother live!

It was the first time I saw the "Giant View" live!

"Is there a clue for the 'Joker' potion here?" Klein's thoughts just flashed, and the surrounding scene changed.

It was a gray and white warehouse, which was hidden in the innermost side of the same building;

It was scattered with one after another white bones, and there were a few lumps of flesh and blood that were squashed by boulders;

In the center of the warehouse is a fist-sized gray-white thing, its surface is covered with grooves, giving people a soft and textured feeling, like a living brain dug out.

Just as Klein recognized what this place was and remembered what it was, the picture in his eyes distorted and shattered like a reflection on the water, and a new hazy scene emerged:

His naked body was lying on a long table covered with white cloth, and a blue blood cell floated in front of him.

Klein frowned immediately, and muttered, "Just now it was the hiding place of Riel Bieber and his remnants, but now it's the branding of the clown's wrist in a tuxedo?"

Just when he was trying to guess what these pictures symbolized, the changes in the scene suddenly intensified:

Marble tea table, a combination of leather sofas with one master and two slaves, and a chandelier hanging from the ceiling;

Klein Moretti with black hair and brown pupils and a bookish temperament, a rich man with a round figure and fair skin, and a young lady with a beautiful face wearing tulle gloves;

A middle-aged man in a black robe with thick and stiff brown hair standing on end, a plump and fair-skinned rich man, a half-centenarian with messy eyebrows, sparse brown hair, and gray-blue eyes, and a man on the round table between them. This dark black notebook is an ancient and distant note.

Notes from the Antigonus family!

Klein suddenly sat up straight, and there was no trace of the dream left.

Looking at the endless gray mist and crimson stars outside the magnificent temple, he thought in astonishment and doubt: "I'm trying to divine the clues of the 'Joker' potion...how did Antigonus come out? Notes from the S family?"

"Let's think about it, let's think about it, that chubby guy is Welch, yes, Welch, the unlucky ghost who bought the Antigonus family notes and triggered a series of subsequent events... wearing tulle Gloves, the pretty young lady is Naya..."

"I remembered that the combination of the marble coffee table and the leather sofa is the symbol of Welch's residence, where I met the 'psychic' Daly."

"That is to say, I saw the living room of Welch's residence just now, and saw the scene where the original owner and two classmates discussed notes."

Klein calmed down, regained his composure, and tapped the edge of the long bronze table rhythmically with his fingers: "Then what does the last picture represent? Notes and Welch appeared. Could it be that he bought that 'ancient object'?" ' scene?"

"One of the other two present looks familiar. The middle-aged man in the black classic robe seems to have seen it somewhere... Hedgehog-like brown hair, thick dark circles... Yes, I know who he is , Haines Vincent, Haines Vincent of the Divination Club, because Selina stole the secret spell and was sneaked into the dream by the captain, the 'peaceful' dead Haines Vincent!"

"Hey, he sold that notebook to Welch?"

"After going around in a circle, it is so connected, the world is really small, no, Tingen is really small! Thinking about it carefully, it is really possible. Haines Vincent is not an ordinary fortune-teller. He has obviously gone deep into the mystery Domain, has got the attention of an ancient evil god, he has the channel and the ability to have the opportunity to obtain the notes accidentally leaked by the Secret Order..."

"It's no wonder the captain and the others never found out where Welch bought the notes, because the direction was completely wrong, and they were trying to check the antiquities market... Later, when they found out the whereabouts of the notes, they even gave up on this attempt. " JrNovels.com