I Am Breaking the Dimensional Wall In the Lord of Mysteries - ~ Spoiler: Naifei Chapter (3)

Divination Club, Citrine Room.

When Naifei saw the black-haired and brown-eyed fortune-teller Mr. Moretti with an obvious scholarly temperament.

Can't help but "Huh": "It's you?"

This is the gentleman who visited the bakery yesterday, and he also asked Mrs. Sling.

Mr. Moretti obviously also has an impression of Nai Fei, a girl with outstanding height.

Smiling jaw.

"Fate tells us to meet again."

"Is there anything I can do to help you?"

Naifei nodded: "I want to find someone."

The gentleman's smile froze for a moment, and then his voice became serious: "Did Mrs. Sling come home?"

Naifei's eyes flashed: "Yes, have you already divined it, Mr. Moretti."

Mr. Fortune Teller shook his head slightly: "This does not require divination, only a little logical reasoning."

"So, can you describe the general situation?"

Neffe said simply, "Mrs. Sling said yesterday afternoon that she was going to send a telegram."

"And then never came back."

"I went to the telegraph office to see her last night, but there was no result."

"Then I went to the police station, and Mr. Police told me to go home."

"They thought Mrs Slim had just gone somewhere else, maybe gone home."

"But no."

"Mrs Sling never came home."

"So in the morning I went to the police station again, but to be honest, I have no confidence in Mr. Police."

"Later, I found here."

"Looking for your help."

Mr. Moretti looked over and said, "Well then, which divination method do you want to use?"

Nai Fei's beautiful eyes twinkled with a blank light.

Then I said.

"I don't know divination, sir."

"Or you can use whichever method you think works best."

"My mother always said that professional things should be done by professional people."

"I trust your profession."

The gentleman showed a somewhat embarrassed expression, then thought for a while, and then said: "Then use the astrolabe for divination."

"You write down Mrs. Sling's name, physical features, address, date of birth, etc."

Nafi was dumbfounded again.

"The front ones are okay."

"But I don't know Mrs. Sling's date of birth. I haven't known her for more than three days."

"Ah, is that so?"

This time it was Mr. Moretti who was surprised.

After thinking about it, he said, "Then I can only use other methods."

"Have you any of Mrs. Sling's things?"

"The best she uses regularly."

Naifei took out a bunch of keys: "Do the keys from the bakery count?"

"Calculate!"

The gentleman took the key and was busy, sprinkling grass and lighting candles.

Finally, he wrote a line of text on the sheet that Naifei couldn't understand.

subsequently.

Mr. Moretti held the key in one hand, closed his eyes, and muttered silently in a language that Nefer also did not understand.

After seven times in a row.

The gentleman leaned back in his chair.

then.

Nefer heard Mr. Seer say in a sleepwalking tone, "I see something."

"Well, it's the window."

"There was water outside, it seemed to be a pier, and I saw a sailboat with a red flag with white seagulls on it."

"Someone."

"Four or five men who looked like sailors."

"I saw Mrs. Sling."

"She's scared."

"She was **** and put in a cage."

"ransom..."

"Those people were talking about ransom."

hiss!

Mr. Moretti opened his eyes.

"That's all I've seen."

"Mrs Sling is supposed to be in a warehouse somewhere in the Docklands."

"She was kidnapped."

"Docklands!"

"Kidnapped!"

Nefer stood up abruptly: "Thank you, Mr. Moretti!"

Then she took out the divination fee and put it on the table, and she quickly ran out.

Go back to Mrs. Sling's house.

Nafi took out her package from under the bed. UU Reading www. uukanshu.com

There were a few changes of clothes in there.

There is also a sharp long sword.

She put on a cloak that covered her waist, hid the sword in it, and rushed out of the house.

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Docklands.

in a warehouse.

"Let me go, boys, I have no money."

Mrs. Sling looked fearfully at the men outside the cage.

Among them, she knew two of them.

Those two had robbed her the night before.

The two young men looked over.

They are bruised and swollen.

It was given by Nafi.

Even in the past two days, the swelling has not subsided.

"Shut up, old woman!"

"Who told you to provoke someone who shouldn't be provoked!"

"Our companion has gone to deliver the letter."

"If that woman can't come up with the money we want."

"Then she will wait to collect your body!"

At this time, there was a knock on the door.

The voice is regular.

As soon as I heard it, I knew it was my own.

"Simon, open the door."

In the warehouse, a middle-aged man with a fleshy face and bushy eyebrows shouted.

The young man named Simon cautiously opened a small window on the door, and saw the companion who had just delivered the letter outside.

"Logan, are you back so soon?"

"Has the letter arrived?"

Simon opened the door, and before he could speak, his companions rushed in.

The two immediately fell into a ball.

"what are you doing?"

Simon pushed his companion away, and suddenly saw a figure outside the door.

"Give me back Mrs. Sling!"