Mystery: The Ancient God is Actually Me

"Mummy powder, specially made?"

Seeing Miss Audrey on the side repeating what the fat pharmacist said just now in doubt, Forsi, who was sitting in the back with a mask to block the enchanting smile, coughed lightly, ignoring Viscount Grelint's twisted words to dissuade him. , lowered his voice and said:

"Just some, physiological drugs, that sort of thing."

It's a pity that Audrey, who was automatically switched to the "spectator" mode after walking into the room, did not show the embarrassment that Fors expected, but nodded slightly in an extremely flat manner, and then looked at the same audience. Masks and white coats are used as disguised participants.

"Last time, does anyone still need tranquilizers?"

The fat pharmacist who sold the tranquilizer for a while raised his voice for the last time, hoping that he would not have to bring these things back in their original condition.

"Haha, ordinary Beyonders shouldn't use sedatives, right?"

Finally, sitting in a corner, the man who seemed to have cast his eyes on the fat pharmacist when he first started selling tranquilizers laughed softly.

"But there are some ways that you might need tranquilizers, or you may not have any talent, and tranquilizers can also make you hear some babbling." The fat pharmacist shook the metal tube in his hand nonchalantly.

I don't know if the fat pharmacist was inadvertently telling the truth, the man sitting in the corner stopped his slightly hoarse and unpleasant laugh, and after a while of silence, he continued:

"How effective is this sedative?" He glanced at the few metal tubes that reflected cold light, fearing that the fat pharmacist might not fully understand what he meant, he added slowly:

"For example, what effect can he achieve that is useful to the Beyonders of the Sequence?"

The fat pharmacist, who had given up hope, saw that the other party carefully asked about the efficacy of the medicine, and was a little refreshed.

"At least it shouldn't be a problem to sequence it?"

After thinking for a while, the man in the corner happily called the waiter who was waiting on the side. This transaction, which was not reported too much hope, did not abort.

Afterwards, a few more transactions were completed, but most of them had almost no clues related to Beyonder materials and formulas. Most of them were just proposed by buyers, and then the audience was silent. Only one or two lucky ones got it. "I'll keep an eye out for it elsewhere".

Another miscarriage of trade, the first time to participate in the Extraordinary gathering, and always following Hugh's instructions, Viscount Grelint, who read more and said less, kept kneading his hands, hoping to reduce his inner excitement in this way.

Although he didn't see anything in the extraordinary realm, the new terms mentioned in every transaction made him secretly excited.

Finally, the Viscount leaned towards Xio behind him and whispered a few times in an inaudible whisper.

Sitting in the back, Xio pondered over the request made by Viscount Grelint just now, looked at the "Boss"'s serious expectations, and glanced at the depressing atmosphere before nodding slightly hesitantly.

Viscount Grelint, who was approved by the protector, suppressed the joy and impulse in his heart, adjusted his state, and took advantage of the silence of the venue to express his needs with a little lack of energy.

"I want to buy the potion formula of 'Pharmacist' or 'Spyman'."

This is the sequence name he learned from chatting with Audrey, Hugh and Fors before.

Like Audrey who was obsessed with mysticism before, Viscount Grelint didn't want to lose the power to dominate freedom while becoming an Extraordinary, so he naturally preferred sequences that were not so conspicuous.

In the end, after a serious weighing, he rejected Fors's proposal to sell the "Apprentice" formula to himself, but hoped that he could buy one of the "Pharmacist" and "Spyman" formulas at the Extraordinary Gathering. .

Holding the cuffs of the loose white coat, Viscount Grelint looked around the room with anticipation, and finally focused on the fat man who originally sold the medicine.

Not only him, when the sequence name "Pharmacist" was proposed, almost half of the people in the room looked at the slightly surprised fat pharmacist, and there were a lot of jealous and envious gazes among them.

You must know that in ordinary extraordinary gatherings, most transactions will be aborted due to various factors, and it is extremely lucky to meet the right seller or buyer.

Bearing all kinds of glances with different meanings from all directions, the fat pharmacist took a deep breath, living up to the frivolity just now, with a much heavier tone.

"Well, you're not very lucky. For some reason, I can't give you the 'Pharmacist' formula."

Why?

Viscount Grelint, who didn't know disappointment slowly climbed up his face, even Forsi, who was sitting at the back, had doubts in his heart.

However, her rich experience with wild Beyonders and gatherings quickly helped her find the reason.

It is possible that this "pharmacist" also bought the formula at this party before, so it can no longer be sold at will.

This kind of behavior is generally only a verbal agreement, but in order to avoid unnecessary conflicts, many participants of the Extraordinary Party will tacitly abide by these unwritten rules.

The white lab coat was pulled back by Hugh behind him, and Viscount Grelint, who still wanted to ask questions, chose to remain silent and watched as another member grabbed the speech.

After more than ten seconds, the newly mentioned transaction has also ended in miscarriage.

......

After the party, on the ordinary carriage prepared by Viscount Grelint.

After removing the disguise, Viscount Grelint sighed in annoyance after hearing Hugh's explanation of why the "Pharmacist" couldn't sell the formula.

"If I follow this rule, I don't know when I will be able to meet another person with a 'pharmacist' formula."

Audrey, who has been in the "audience" state at the party tonight, closed her somewhat dry eyes, and her beautiful green eyes swept over and comforted softly:

"Maybe there will be other Beyonders gatherings, you can also continue to entrust Xio and Fors to help you find them."

"This is indeed a method." Grelint resisted the urge to yawn, and then he remembered something, turned his head and asked Audrey:

"Audrey, have you given up on becoming a Beyonder?"

"I haven't seen you collect recipes and materials recently."

A shallow smile appeared on her sweet face. Facing her friend, Audrey told a white lie.

"Actually, I got the relevant formula from Alfred before, and later found out that there are just those materials in my treasure house."

Looking at Viscount Grelint, whose chin was getting wider and wider, with a face of surprise and envy, Audrey's smile deepened.

"So I'm a 'spectator' now."

Xio and Fors, who were sitting opposite the two, looked at each other subconsciously, and then almost simultaneously remembered the abnormality that Miss Audrey had kept silent tonight, and nodded slightly.

The carriage, which was ordinary in appearance and without any decoration, slowly moved forward under the darkness of the night. Except for Forsi, who was leaning against the car window, he accidentally caught a glimpse of the red moon that was about to be completed in the sky, and flinched and retreated to the middle of the carriage. The others kept silent. .

Until the carriage returned to Viscount Grelint's mansion in Queens, Fors and Hugh left by their own means, while Audrey, who was not far from here, presented her own family who had been waiting here in a hurry. carriage.

Seeing that the lady who had been away from her sight for two hours finally returned, Annie, the maid who was waiting in the carriage, took a hidden breath, and then she remembered something more important and took out a letter from her pocket.

"This is a letter sent by consultant Lanbis, saying that it is thinking and answering some questions during the last visit."

Annie looked at her young lady's reaction, but found that Audrey didn't seem to be surprised by the arrival of the letter, she just nodded slightly, and after being silent for a while, she opened the paint in front of the maid.

Although this kind of behavior is not very etiquette for nobles, Annie, who was vaguely worried about some unspeakable problems, tentatively bent forward and saw the general content with her peripheral vision.

"...for your perceptual psychology, Miss *** Osis Leka should be able to help you solve more confusions, she is a young psychiatrist..."

Audrey pretended not to notice the little movements of her personal maid, suppressed the excitement in her heart, and put away the text message with few polite words as usual.

This young lady should be Herwin Rambis, the powerful "spectator" channel angel who guided herself to the contact member of the Psychology Alchemy Society.

In this way, the task given to me by Mr. Fool is one step closer!

The carriage slowly stopped~www.readwn.com~ Audrey walked down the stairs calmly, and on the steps below the villa not far away, Susie with a pair of decorative glasses hung around her neck excitedly wagging her tail, humanized. Shaking his front paws.

"Wang!"

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"The thirteenth case, the end of the vicious incident, the Crazy Ripper died at the hands of the police!"

Klein took the newspaper in his hand a little closer, took a sip of the milk beside him, and suppressed the surprise in his heart.

Although he always thought that since the last detective consultation meeting convened by the police, the official Beyonder should have noticed the abnormality of the so-called Crazy Ripper and secretly took over the case.

But he never thought that the authorities would deal with it so quickly, and just a few days later, this "devil" was arrested.

No, it might just be a partial coincidence... Klein flipped through the newspaper and looked at the detailed report that took up a full page at the back.

At that time, although both he and Detective Evans realized the real identity of the murderer, due to their own secrets, they tacitly maintained the status of "riddlers", and both wanted the other party to give key hints, so they did not directly name them. The murderer was habitually abnormal.

In this case, although the official Beyonder will realize the seriousness of the problem sooner or later, as fast as it is now, there must be other pushes.

All of a sudden, Klein, who was thinking and browsing the reports, stopped what he was doing, and the teacup with less than half of the milk in it froze in the air.

"Shock! The murderer of the Crazy Ripper case is a banker living alone, a purgatory in a huge mansion! 》

Klein looked at the blurred black-and-white picture, and a nausea rushed into his throat.

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