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"Hello."

In the principle of politeness, Lucid nodded in response.

Quietly looking at the girl with black hair and brown eyes in front of her, she raised her eyebrows slightly.

Although the girl in front of her is a little thin and weak, her skin is still full of radiance and exudes a youthful breath.

"Are you..."

A trace of doubt flashed across the face of the thin girl, and she asked tentatively.

"..."

Lucid was startled, and immediately reacted.

The look in the house's eyes is similar to that of sneaky thieves...

Twitching the corners of her mouth, she squeezed out a smile dumbfoundingly, and said softly:

"I am Lucid Chatters who just moved to 4 Narcissus Street today."

"Um?"

The eyebrows frowned, and the girl continued to ask rather reluctantly:

"Number 4? Mrs. Colica moved out?"

Twitching the corners of his mouth again, Lucid sighed secretly:

"This is really a vigilant girl..."

After pretending to think for a moment, she replied with a smile:

"Um... I rented a house from Mrs. Xiao De. As for Mrs. Colika you mentioned, I haven't heard of it."

"Ahem..."

A subtle embarrassment flashed across the face of the thin girl. After looking up and down Lucid carefully, she bowed her head slightly shyly:

"Hello, I am a resident at No. 2 Narcissus Street next door, Melissa Moretti."

"Moretti..."

Looking at the thin girl in front of her, Lucid's eyes flickered, showing a thoughtful expression.

After a while, she smiled and said goodbye to Melissa who was still a little embarrassed:

"I'll go back and pack my things first, and I will ask you to come to my house some time later."

"Um... OK."

Nodded hurriedly, Melissa turned around and ran away.

"..."

Seeing her hurrying away, Lucid couldn't help laughing.

"Boom, boom, jingle..."

As we approached the meal, the door of No. 4 Narcissus Street was knocked.

Opening the door, Lucid saw Klein with a bad face.

He was wearing a knee-length black windbreaker, lined with a white shirt and light vest, which made him look extraordinarily capable.

Not only that, but in his hand, he was also playing with a looming brass coin, quite a subtle sense of violation.

"Why did you move here?"

Frowning, Klein questioned rather sternly.

In the face of his questioning, Lucid had already prepared a set of rhetoric.

After moving out of Dunn's "strengthening protection" rhetoric and selling a wave of misfortunes, she successfully "persuaded" Klein, who was constantly flipping coins.

The next morning, Lucid and Klein set off together to the "Fortune-telling Club" in the North District.

Klein felt a little uncomfortable with this sudden addition of "little follower".

Frowning, his thinking gradually diverged, thinking of the strange "revelation" he had obtained through divination.

…………

The two of them boarded the public carriage one after another, and soon arrived at the "Fortune-telling Club" in the Halls neighborhood.

When he got out of the car, Klein couldn't wait to open the door of the "club" and walked in.

The receptionist who was in charge of the reception saw the two coming together, she couldn't help but was stunned, and then quickly reacted, smiling and greeting:

"Good morning, Mr. Moretti, Miss Chatters."

But seeing Klein take off his hat, he sighed lightly:

"Good morning, Miss Angelica, I had a dream last night. I dreamed of Mr. Haynes Vancente and some things about him. You know, as a fortune teller, Never ignore every dream, it may be the revelation of the gods."

"..."

Glancing at him suspiciously, Lucid frowned.

This is not occult!

And if there really is something like the code word "Tuomeng", how can it be his turn...

The lady receptionist looked at Klein, her expression also a little suspicious.

"Ahem..."

Seeing this, Lucid leaned forward and agreed:

"There is indeed such a thing, I too..."

Perhaps bewildered by their "combined punches" and the words full of magical temperament, the receptionist nodded thoughtfully and asked him curiously:

"What did you dream of?"

"I dreamed that Haynes Vancent was arguing with this person." Klein handed over the folded paper in his hand.

The receptionist lowered her head and slowly unfolded the portrait.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, he nodded to Lucid with some gratitude, and then gently pinched his eyebrows.

"what……"

Seeing his brown eyes become deeper and deeper, Lucid couldn't help but raised his eyebrows and let out a soft surprise.

Rolling her eyes on the left and right, she also turned on "Spirit Vision", observing Klein in front of her.

Klein's emotional aura is blue, which means he is thinking.

"this person……"

At this moment, the receptionist murmured her head up, and said uncertainly:

"I should have seen him."

Klein lifted his spirits and immediately asked a little eagerly:

"when?"

The lady receptionist thought for a while, and said somewhat cautiously:

"I can't think of a specific date, it should be a month away, when I saw him deliver Mr. Vancent to the door, talking in a low voice, because of his thick and messy eyebrows, because of Mr. Vancent's rare smile, I am very impressed."

"Oh……"

Nodding thoughtfully, Lucid showed a thoughtful expression.

It turned out to be a month ago, no wonder I have no impression at all.

Klein also gave her a meaningful look, and was so scared that Lucid quickly turned off "Lingshi".

After the receptionist recalled it carefully, her tone became more affirmative:

"Yes, he has gray-blue eyes, and his hair is the same as most men of his age, not much left."

"After, or before, have you seen him?"

Klein continued to question tirelessly, although his tone was still quite gentle, but he was rarely anxious.

But this time, the receptionist shook her head.

…………

After a while, the two left the Soothsayer Club again~lightnovelpub.net~Huh..."

Walking on the street, Lucid keenly noticed Klein's changes.

Compared with before, his whole temperament has changed a lot, and his feeling has become more "transparent".

The black-haired and brown-eyed youth walked on the street, looking quite confident, with a sense of "spirited" vision.

Lifting his head, Lucid asked nonchalantly:

"Where shall we go now?"

Twitching the corners of his mouth, Klein's face suddenly felt a little "collapsed", but he seemed to have thought of something, and then he smiled reluctantly:

"36 Zotland Street."

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