Squatting down in a nearby hidden place, Lucid's thoughts condensed a little bit of chill while moving slightly, freezing the moisture in the soil.

As we all know, solid sound conduction is very strong.

After the water in the surrounding soil was frozen, with the help of extraordinary hearing, I could vaguely hear some movement in the secret room.

After freezing the nearby soil, the "saint" lord placed his ears close to the ground.

A faint sound followed:

"Single a 6, idiot!"

"???"

Scratching her head, her face couldn't help but be a little weird.

What the **** is this special cat?

Go to the secret room to fight the landlord? ? ! !

Confusing behavior in the world.

Before the thoughts fell, another sentence came in the ears:

"Take him a 2 and hit him."

"Auntie, hurry up, auntie, don't you want K? Auntie, hurry up! Auntie, don't dawdle."

"???"

His pupils shrank slightly, and Lucid suddenly felt that something was wrong.

This passage... unexpectedly familiar.

After a long time of flashing memories, she suddenly realized the source of this passage.

This is a word buried deep in memory.

Especially meow... Isn't this the classic quotation from Grandpa Lu?

"its not right……"

Frowning, the "saint woman" could not help but become even more puzzled.

Why do these "cultists" know this passage? Is it because I heard it wrong?

After all, no one but himself should know this sentence...

"What's the matter? Is it Roselle again? Or... I said it myself, and then forgot?"

While she was puzzled, another paragraph came from below:

"...Pour a cup of tea for Auntie. Auntie will pour you a cup of cappuccino."

Upon hearing this, Lucid was 100% affirmed of the previous judgment, but the doubts in his heart did not increase but decreased.

I clearly didn't disclose these words to other people... But why would these "cultists" know?

Licking the corner of her mouth, she inadvertently glanced around, feeling a little uneasy in her heart.

But the conversation in the secret room did not end:

"Seventeen cards can you kill me? Can you kill me?!"

Hearing this long-lost sentence, Lucid's expression couldn't help but bring a little bit of dumbfounding.

This is really... hard to describe in one word!

But then the words in the "secret room" changed again:

"Are everything ready for trading?"

"Well... it's all right."

"That's good, but presumably Joker's order...you dare not make any small moves, haha."

"..."

Listening to such a conversation, Lucid couldn't help but feel suspicious.

A few words in this trivial statement reveal not a lot of information.

First of all, the term "joker" is quite interesting.

Secondly...what kind of transaction is this so-called "deal"? Who is the object of the transaction?

Licking the corner of her mouth, she felt a little curiosity in her heart.

However, after another thought, I felt that "the rain has nothing to do with it."

Since it is not a "witch sect," the need for attention is naturally weakened a lot.

The most urgent thing is to find the "Landry Spider" or "Clues of the Witch Sect" as soon as possible.

After all, these are all about promotion, and only by grasping the strength can you be more calm.

Shaking his head, Lucid moved slightly and left here quietly.

But she secretly took this matter to heart.

In my memory, I did not repeat this "classic quotation".

But why do these "cultists" know?

Although the "traverser" is not the only one himself, but... always feels that something is wrong.

It's just that the timing is not right now. Rushing against the last wave of "cultists" will obviously affect the "promotion" related matters.

"Huh... or wait until the "Landry Spider"-related matter is over, and then pay attention to it."

With a slight sigh, Lucid's face appeared melancholy while moving.

…………

Backlund.

Queens, in the Hall family luxury villa.

Audrey, who had just finished talking with her father, returned to the room, locked the door behind her, and sat upright in front of the dressing table.

Looking at the frowning person in the mirror, she couldn't help but lower her head and sighed.

There are not many worries related to myself recently.

Since becoming a "mind reader", everything seems to be going smoothly.

But she cared about another thing.

The "saint" of the Goddess Church has disappeared inexplicably!

This is a piece of news that I learned unexpectedly during a conversation with my father~lightnovelpub.net~ Audrey's mood was quite complicated for a while.

"Miss Lucid is missing, will it affect the "Poverty Alleviation Fund"..."

Miss Justice frowned, not knowing that she was worried about it.

As her eyes flickered, she pursed her mouth, as if she had made some determination.

He raised his head and looked at the slightly firm eyes of the person in the mirror, and muttered:

"If it's Mr. Fool... will there be a way?"

But immediately she shook her head again and muttered thoughtfully:

"Um...maybe Miss Forsi can be asked to mention this."

"They don't even know about Miss Lucid's disappearance, right?"

Squinting her eyes, Audrey thought to herself.

Forsi joined the "Tarot Club", of course, she couldn't hide it from her.

This was originally something she arranged, so how could she not know it.

Only Miss "Magic" is still in the dark.

"It would be more appropriate for her to ask for "Mr. Fool's help"..."

Thinking about it, Audrey blinked and began to thank Miss "Magic" for joining.

Through some psychological hints, achieving this small goal does not seem to be troublesome.

"The "audience" approach is really great... it suits you too!"

Before she knew it, she cocked the corners of her mouth happily, and sighed with emotion in her heart:

"Praise the fool!"

But suddenly, Audrey turned her head to the side, looking into the shadow of the balcony.

"It's wrong for you to be like this. The "audience" is not a voyeur. You should "observe" in your own position in an upright manner, not like you are now..."