In the living room, for the atmosphere or for some other reason, the gas wall lamps were not lit, and the light in the room was provided by candles supported by several gold-plated lamp holders on the coffee table and cabinet.

Before Audrey had time to observe the environment carefully, she saw a gentleman in his thirties in a gray tuxedo approaching.

"This is the owner of this place, Mr. Stephen Hampres, a furniture merchant." Escalante, who had long hair reaching his waist, introduced.

She was about to talk about Audrey's identity, but Hampres said with a chuckle, "Islander, don't talk, give me a chance to guess."

With a neatly trimmed mustache and charming dark brown eyes, he looked very urbane, more like a university lecturer than a furniture dealer.

After taking a serious look at Audrey, he smiled and said, "Escalante only said that you are her student, hehe, I think you are a well-bred noble lady, and you are not the pompous type, you There is no doubt that there is no need to worry about the reduction of quality of life...

"You're a little excited, you're curious, you're relatively innocent, you're loving...

"Of course, the most obvious thing is that you are very beautiful, like an angel!"

He finally made a joke, then put his hands on his chest, bowed and said, "Welcome, beautiful Miss Angel."

You are right, you are indeed a member of the "Psychological Alchemist Association", but what you observed was me a few months ago, and I deliberately showed myself... Audrey spoke in surprise and astonishment : "Mr. Hampres, did you know me before?"

She didn't let the astonished expression stay on her face for too long, because similar emotions are instantaneous reactions and cannot last for too long.

Once someone is surprised for several seconds, it means that his performance is probably faked.

Audrey didn't notice this at first, but after observing other people's "acting" for a long time, she naturally summed up many rules.

"No, I don't know you until now. This is just the basic quality of a psychology lover." Humphreys chuckled lightly.

Before he could finish his sentence, Audrey had completed her own observations, and based on the surrounding environment, she made a corresponding judgment: "His clothes, his house furnishings, all show that he is a person who cares about his dignity. ...

"The sapphire on the ring on his left hand doesn't look small, but its actual quality is very average, and there are no symbols or magic symbols in it... His financial situation is not as good as it appears... He is very vain...

"Although he was very enthusiastic just now, his standing posture, the pointing of his feet, and the change of emotional color all show that he still has a lot of worries and is quite guarded...

"He sincerely praised my appearance, but it didn't look like a man is looking at a woman. There are traces of skin care products on his face, and his eyebrows must have been painted. The craftsmanship is not as good as my make-up maid Solia, but better than mine. ...The perfume on his body is 'Confused', I've only seen women use it... Well, he should like men, and he plays the relatively weak side..."

At the same time, Audrey skillfully expressed her longing: "Mr. Hampres, I really want to have your observation skills."

While speaking, with a faint smile on her face, she got to know the other seven or eight people in the living room one by one under the guidance of Hampres and Escalante.

Some of these double lovers of occultism and psychology are descendants of fallen nobles, some are university associate professors, and some are the children of rich people. For example, there is a young man whose father is the owner of Philips, the most famous department store in Backlund.

In the following exchanges, Audrey basically just listened and didn't talk, and asked questions when she spoke, fully expressing her curiosity and yearning.

In this "academic" discussion, Escalante, Hampres and others deliberately mentioned the etheric body and the mental body, mentioned the spiritual world and the collective subconscious, and gave some relatively unique viewpoints, which made Austrian Delly gradually figured out some of the problems she had accumulated in the past.

When it was over, when she walked out of the house, Audrey glanced at Escalante beside her, and asked naively: "Mr. Escalante, when will I be able to be like Hampton in the field of psychology?" As good as Mr. Reis?"

Escalante raised the corners of her mouth, tilted her head slightly, looked at her and said, "Soon."

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At night, Klein, who was about to get into bed, came above the gray mist again.

He who was quite sleepy was immediately sobered up by the news that Miss "Magician" told him.

"Does the Aurora Society know about 'The Fool'? Know my honorable name? Has the 'True Creator' locked me?" Klein sat up straight suddenly, as if facing a formidable enemy.

He quickly denied the last guess. If the "True Creator" really locked him, Mr. A would have already come to collect the copper pennies from the gas meter, and there might even be a saint who came. JrNovels.com