Whispering Verse

After leaving the doctor's psychology clinic, the sun was already setting outside. The setting sun shone in the misty city, giving Xia De the illusion of being in another world while walking on the road.

He was an ordinary person half a day ago, but now he can light a piece of paper with his thoughts...

"Actually, it's not much different."

Thinking about it carefully, I got everything I have now without giving anything, which seems a bit too lucky.

"But according to the doctor, in addition to the compulsory credits obtained by studying, you must also complete the practical tasks of the college every academic year and obtain practical credits. Otherwise, you will have to repeat the grade even if you are promoted to the second ring."

Life seems to be really on the right track, which makes foreigners who were still considering receiving relief food yesterday feel a little unreal. His plan can be further updated. With the strength, the detective agency can continue its work.

Shade has planned to complete the three-month mission of his former detective. Of course, the premise is that he must complete at least one official commission to test whether he is suitable.

Because I wanted to save money, I walked home, but to celebrate, I had dinner at a restaurant.

It was already seven o'clock in the evening when I got home. I studied the doctor's notes for a while and learned that thaumaturgy and conjuration were actually taught in formal courses in the academy. But corresponding to the spiritual runes, everyone has different explorations, from which personal thaumaturgy can be born. You can use it for exchange, or you can just let yourself learn.

From this point of view, instead of studying thaumaturgy on your own, it is better to wait for a textbook and learn some common thaumaturgy first. But Shade still couldn't bear his curiosity and spent the night exploring the spiritual runes.

Thought affects matter, mind interferes with reality. As a result, before going to bed, the power of [Time and Space] could not be activated at all, and Shade could only make his fingertips glow slightly with silver light. This was the magic of the [Silver Moon] rune.

The light was very peaceful, and staring at it made Shade feel at ease.

"It's useless...at least I can save some gas bills...Speaking of which, do I need to pay the water, gas and steam bills for this house myself?"

With such bad thoughts, he fell asleep in exhaustion.

March was hanging high in the night sky outside the window. The brightest phase of the silver moon had passed, but the silver moon was still shining on him.

Although both the doctor and the writer believe that the impact of the Ring Warlock's appointment cannot be easily ignored, the detective will probably have to stay in bed for three days.

But when Shade woke up at 6:30 the next morning, he didn't feel any different from yesterday.

He lay on the bed for a while, thinking about the relationship between the world and life, and then his embarrassment of financial conditions pulled his thoughts to a lower, more realistic level.

Then he stretched his fingers to his face and saw the faint silver light on his fingertips. After staring at the light for a while, I let out a sigh of relief. My bad mood suddenly improved because of the thought of my shriveled wallet. I didn't even think about the gas bill that I had thought about before going to bed yesterday.

I got up, washed up, and was waiting at the door for newspapers and milk at around seven o'clock on time. I didn't see the newspaper yesterday because I got up too early. In fact, when I came home last night, I saw the "Tobesk City Morning News" and "Kingdom Morning News" thrown on the floor mat.

Of course, starting from next month, you will have to pay for the newspaper yourself.

After drinking two bottles of milk, I put the empty bottles into the milk box at the door when I went out to have breakfast. Although Dr. Schneider asked Shade to take a good rest for three days, Shade did not feel anything unusual about himself, thinking that this was a powerful characteristic of the outsider's soul.

Therefore, today I still plan to try the commission left by the previous detective.

If the commission does not go well, he will plan to pawn the detective's inheritance to pay off the debt.

Mr. Lawrence doesn't plan to get involved in the investigation of his mistress for the time being. He will wait until three days later to ask the doctor and others about the pebble ring before making any plans.

Among the remaining three tasks, there are still some difficulties in finding Miss White's missing sister and inquiring about a doctor who can treat eye diseases. Therefore, today's task is to find the lost orange for Miss Mia San Gold. cat.

In fact, the previous Detective Hamilton had already found the cat, but did not hand over the task in order to leave Shade with a simple task. So Shade just needs to pick it up and return it to the client.

I had breakfast at a restaurant near Saint Teresa Square, rolled up the newspaper and put it in my arm, and walked east along Charles Avenue. I waited at the next intersection and watched the crowds of people getting ready for work in the Monday morning mist.

Then he turned left into the somewhat narrow Purple Iris Alley, glanced at the weeds in the corner that were extremely prosperous due to the arrival of summer, and was careful to avoid the barefoot children running wildly in the alley. According to the detective's notes, a stop was made downstairs in the building where "Good Guy Peter's Pet Shop" was hung.

My nose had already smelled the smell of fermented animal feces, but just as I was about to knock on the door, the door of the pet store opened by itself. A girl with long brown hair walked out. She looked very young, holding a red women's handbag in her hand.

After seeing Sha De, he was also stunned, then nodded politely, bypassed Sha De and walked eastward along Purple Iris Lane.

Shade followed her with his eyes, watching the brown-haired girl merge into the crowd of people in the alley.

"she......"

Of course, this was not love at first sight. The moment he saw each other, Shade suddenly had a strange feeling.

"It was like at that moment, the surrounding light suddenly dimmed, and only a spotlight shone on her. She was the protagonist of the stage..."

"Those are people from the Church of the Sun. Young man, you'd better not make any unnecessary ideas."

Only then did he notice that in front of the pet store behind him, a middle-aged man with a big nose was looking at Shade who turned around.

The middle-aged man's smell of fermented animal excrement mixed with food became even more serious. He was wearing a blue overalls, a coat with no visible original color on his upper body, and black boots stained with mud on his feet.

"What's matter?"

the middle-aged man asked.

"Hello, I'm from the Hamilton Detective Agency. I'm here to pick you up...please wait."

Shade retracted the wonderful feeling he had just had and looked at the note in the former detective's notebook:

"An orange cat, about half a year old, with a pure white tail. There are orange patterns on the left front leg. The other legs are pure white. His name is Mia."

He described the characteristics of the orange cat. Unexpectedly, the expression of the man inside the door suddenly changed drastically.

"You don't want to tell me that the cat is lost, do you?"

Shade's expression also changed drastically, he pressed the door frame and asked in a low voice. The previous detective had paid for the cat to be fostered here, and the client, described as a "generous lady," had offered two pounds and three shillings to find the cat, even allowing for reimbursement of reasonable expenses incurred in the search.

This kind of bid is extremely unreasonable, but it also shows the anxiety of the cat owner. For such a high reward, if it were not for the fact that "Good Peter's Pet Shop" was not open on weekends, the first commission Shad chose would never be Mr. Lawrence's mistress.