At lunch time, inside the Four Wings Restaurant.

In front of Forsi was a piece of fish that was deep fried and sprinkled with rosemary. Its skin was crispy, the meat was delicious, without thorns, and it was quite delicious. Keeping the two bulging fish eyes, and relying on the skill of arranging the plate, let them look up at the same time, as if expressing their unwillingness to die.

... Fors pushed down the head of the fish, cut off the tail, and covered the upward eye.

At this time, Dorian Gray moved his knife and fork, and said casually: "Alisa likes occultism very much, and she has done some research in this area. When you finally packed up her belongings, did you see any relevant information? books, notes or items?"

"There are some notes and books." Forsi replied frankly, "I have become a fan of mysticism because of this, but unfortunately, I can't understand some of the content at all."

For example, the book "Experiences in the Spiritual World" is not only absurd, but also confusing in logic and not expressive. Even if you can force yourself to read it and calm your anxiety regularly, it is difficult to remember the content in it, and you will forget it after reading it , let alone understand... Forsi added in her heart.

Dorian nodded slightly, and laughed aloud: "Then you can ask me, I am also a fan of mysticism, the kind that is relatively proficient."

"Really? That's really great!" Forsi said cooperatively.

Seeing that she was indeed interested, Dorian immediately directed the topic to mysticism, sometimes mentioned the spiritual world, and sometimes talked about his own meditation experience�he had been prepared and deliberately chose a remote and quiet place when he entered the restaurant. Don't be afraid that the content of the chat between the two will be heard by the surrounding customers.

At the end of the lunch, Dorian took the initiative to propose: "I have never known how to express my gratitude, and now I finally don't have to worry about this problem, hehe, although Lawrence paid you, I don't think it is enough to match your kindness, Kind and trustworthy.

"Ms. Wall, if you have any questions in the field of mysticism, you can write to me and ask me. This is my humble gratitude."

"This is exactly what I want." Fors did not refuse.

From the communication just now, she can clearly see that Dorian Gray has a solid and systematic knowledge of mysticism, and he is worthy of being a member of the ancient Abraham family.

And this aspect can be regarded as Forsi's shortcoming. Although she has mastered a lot of common sense in the extraordinary world, it all comes from a few books and notes that are not in-depth, as well as what she heard from various encounters at various parties. The fragmented discourse that I have experienced is not comprehensive enough, unsystematic, and full of flaws.

Hearing the other party's answer, Dorian raised his cup and said with a smile: "I hope that one day, we can also have mysterious and extraordinary abilities."

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Backlund North District, Saint Samuel Church.

A group of people wearing black trench coats and red gloves entered the underground area. The leader was a man in his forties with soft facial features and long temple hair.

Wearing an exaggerated standard top hat and carrying a gold-encrusted black straight stick, he quietly followed behind the Nighthawk who was leading the way, and entered a rather spacious room.

There are bookshelves in the room, and there are many files. A woman in a black robe, blue eyeshadow and blush, with a strange beauty, is sitting leisurely on a high-backed chair. She doesn't get up to greet her. It was the former "psychic" Daly.

"Souster, all the materials you need are there." Daly pointed to the table by the door with her chin.

The middle-aged man named Soest smiled and said, "Daily, why were you sent to guard this place? You should be in charge of more important things."

"No, this is my own idea. I need to settle down and read more information." Dai Li chuckled, "This is to move forward better. Human beings are fragile creatures that need a certain amount of knowledge. In the flat period, no one can always be at the top, enjoying the excitement and pleasure all the time.�

"...Your style really hasn't changed. It's a pity that you never gave me a chance." Soest suddenly laughed.

Daly shook her head seriously and said: "Obviously, you don't know me well, my hobbies are more curious now, if you can turn yourself into a rotting corpse, or expose your white bones, then I will definitely be happy You are full of interest."

She turned to look at a "red glove" standing behind Soest: "Leonard, why did you choose to join his team? This guy is arrogant, arrogant and has no guts. He keeps fantasizing about the lady he likes." Will take the initiative to lie on the bed and wait for him, frankly speaking, maybe this is the characteristic of 'Nightmare'?"

When talking about nightmares, Daly paused obviously.

Leonard responded helplessly: "Ms. Daly, this is the arrangement of Your Excellency Sesima."

"That's it... It can be seen that you agree with my opinion on Soest." Daly concluded with a slightly hoarse voice.

... Leonard didn't know how to explain it for a moment. JrNovels.com