Wednesday morning.

Intis Embassy, ​​in the Special Envoy's Office.

Mr. Owen returned to his seat after asking the secretary to send away a Ruen diplomat who had come to negotiate.

After taking a sip of coffee, he picked up the pen and drew something unhurriedly.

After a while, the secretary with a moustache walked into the office again. He closed the door and said in a low voice: "Mr. Owen...the Roon Council has to punish the murderer, so we must give an acknowledgment. , It has even become one of the bottom lines of the Conservative Party...If this continues, I am afraid that the New Party will no longer suppress the Conservative Party in this matter..."

"Tell them that Intis is also self-examined. Let them wait another week or two... I believe that the prime minister of Loen can still do this little thing." Mr. Owen took a sip of his coffee and didn't care much about it. .

"Roen has actually caused MI9 to slow down the progress of the case... But even so, two weeks is the limit.

"At that time, if we can't give them a satisfactory answer, war will not be impossible... At least there will be a colonial proxy war with a high intensity...

"And we are not ready yet...Once a proxy war really breaks out, you will definitely have to face the front." The secretary reminded.

"Don't worry, I have arranged the domestic staff, as long as I find the right time, I will immediately attack the Surrey family!

"The year-end meeting next week is a good time.

"At that time, we will use the fate of the entire family as a threat, and we are not afraid that our dear chief military officer will not commit the crime." Mr. Owen smiled.

"Well next week... I will try my best to get to that time." The secretary nodded first, then hesitated for a while, and then asked, "I see Mr. Sarri treats his granddaughter very well... Why not use her Come to coerce Mr. Surrey into submission?"

"Oh, no matter how much Sarri loves his granddaughter, he will not put him in the same position as the family... After all, once he confesses his guilt, he will inevitably bring stains to his family!

"Only by letting his family fall into crisis can he be forced to take the initiative.

"As for his granddaughter, it can be used as a tool to finally break his heart defense...

"In Roselle's words, it's'the last grass that crushes the horse'."

Having said that, Mr. Owen stopped continuing the whole topic, and instead gave the secretary the picture that was just drawn, and asked with a smile, "Do you know who she is?"

The secretary took a look and found that the painting was a heroic woman in military uniform. He thought about it for a while, and he was not sure and said: "This is the youngest sister of His Majesty George III... Your Royal Highness Vera?"

"Yes! This Highness is not a simple character, he is both capable and ambitious!" After all, even 1 "arrogance" suffered a loss in her hands.

Of course, Mr. Owen did not say the last sentence.

"Do you want to paint this portrait of your Royal Highness?" the secretary asked inexplicably.

He felt that he couldn't keep up with Mr. Envoy's thinking.

"Do you think that if I propose to marry the princess, will His Majesty George III agree?" Mr. Owen touched the face of the woman in the portrait, and asked instead.

"This..." The secretary apparently never considered this possibility, but still settled, and asked: "Which gentleman do you plan to recommend for marriage to Princess Vera?"

"Naturally it is me!" Mr. Owen laughed and put away the portrait, and his face seemed to have an illusory mask with eyes falling in the middle of the bridge of his nose, as if he was looking at people from the bottom up.

That is a "lust" mask.

...

In the Backlund University Library, Mr. Surrey’s granddaughter, one of Abner’s friends, Miss Fanny, who has been promoted to "Barbarian", and her close friend, Miss Emma, ​​decided to attend an extraordinary party together on the weekend. Get up and say goodbye.

After she left, Emma, ​​who was about to continue reading, suddenly heard a voice: "If I were you, try my best to stay away from her!"

Hearing this voice, Emma didn't feel strange, raising her eyebrows and said, "Why?"

"At least three Beyonders are watching her, and one of them is still in the mid-sequence... She must be in some trouble." The voice came again.

Emma groaned for a while, and asked again: "Is it really just surveillance? You can't steal their thoughts, right?"

"For the time being, it is indeed just monitoring...but not necessarily afterwards..." The voice said this, and stopped forcibly, dissatisfied, "I am not your pet. The contract we signed does not include providing you with this Information of irrelevant people."

"Without me, can you realize the disadvantages of possessing animals? You owe me." Emma said with a smile.

"But I have taught you so much knowledge, and you are already your actual teacher, can't you modify that **** ‘contract’?" The emotion contained in that voice gradually became agitated.

"Teacher? I'm not as good at cheating as Harou, don't you know that you are not at ease?

"Moreover, if it were not for your bad mind, and your intelligence had fallen sharply because of the possessed animal, you wouldn't fall into my trap."

Having said that, Emma paused and continued the previous topic, "Who are the extraordinary people who monitor Fanny?"

"I didn't check it carefully... I only know that they were hired by a young man with a moustache..." The voice struggled for a while, and finally replied 1.

"Draw that person's appearance for me... Don't worry, I won't call you for nothing. This is also counted as a ‘constraint’ in that ‘contract’."

...

Queens, the luxurious villa of Earl Hall.

The cold air was blocked from the windows and walls, the room was warm like spring, and the fireplace was elegant.

***Miss Te Osis Lyca followed the maid Miss Anne and stepped into Miss Audrey's studio.

This official member of the "Psychological Alchemy Society" looks very young, like a girl who is still studying in a public school or a grammar school. She has long black hair that reaches her waist and a pair of lake-like blue eyes. She is three or four centimeters shorter than Audrey.

At this time, because Miss Audrey is still being measured by the fashion designer Mrs. Genia, so that the other party can conceive of her new year's prom costumes based on her recent body and temperament state, so she only enjoys the paintings on the wall alone. Come.

"Inner Night?" by Mr. Sensi "Starry Night?" by Mrs. Cosmo Sir Glen’s "Sunrise?

Gods... shouldn't these all be genuine products? Every painting here is worth at least one small and medium estate around Backlund...

*** He swallowed, trying to maintain an elegant posture, not making a rude expression, and avoiding Miss Audrey's maid to look down upon.

In less than five minutes, Audrey entered the studio. She was looking for a reason to send Annie away, and after she gestured to the golden retriever Susie to "stand guard" outside the door, she smiled and asked:

"***Special, is there any progress on the things I entrusted to you before?"

***Tec reluctantly withdrew his gaze from those paintings and organized a language to say: "We have the potion formula of'Ocean Singer', but there is no need to sell it, unless the other party can give an irresistible return."

If you are willing to talk, there is hope! Audrey turned his eyes slightly, and laughed softly:

"What do you hope to achieve?"

Eastland stroked her hair and replied in preparation:

"'Ocean Singer''s potion formula is 7,000 pounds or an extraordinary item roughly equivalent to it."

In other words, you want more magical items, so you can accept price reductions... "Psychological Alchemy" is one of the youngest secret organizations, and the accumulation in this area is obviously not as good as the others... Audrey pursed her lower lip and said:

"I will feed back, but I don't guarantee that they will accept it."

Islan turned her head down, and took out a portrait from her bag and handed it to Audrey, "This is the person a friend of mine wants to find. I wonder if you recognize it? If you can find out his identity. , My friend will pay a good reward."

Audrey didn't talk about remuneration and took it to heart. She only picked up the portrait. Seeing the man with a moustache on it, she seemed to think where she had seen it ~lightnovelpub.net~ and couldn't remember it.

After ***te left, Audrey called Susie, who was guarding the gate, to show her the portrait.

"Isn't this the confidential secretary of the Intis Embassy? He came to visit the count, and I saw him in the living room." Susie recognized the person in the portrait at a glance.

Intis Embassy? Confidential secretary? The people from the Psychological Alchemy Association asked him what he did? Suspicious in her mind, Audrey praised Susie on the surface, causing the latter to sway faster.

...

In a one-bedroom house on Black Palm Street in the east side, Abner is sorting out his teaching experience over the past few days.

Although Lion Leon said that the "occultist instructor"'s code of acting is to "collect occults, create occults, teach occults, and make occults unsecret", when "playing", "occults" does not specifically refer to the extraordinary. ability.

Through these few days of practice, Abner discovered that even the skills of spelling words, the tricks of mathematical calculations, the ways and methods of memorizing things... these are actually "secret techniques" in life and learning.

After he summarized these things and taught them to the children, he naturally got a certain degree of playing feedback.

"But just relying on this kind of acting...I am afraid it will take five or six years to digest it completely!"

Abner sighed, although he knew that this was the normal digestion speed of the mid-sequence.

Just as he prepared the lesson and was about to enter the "learning space" to develop a new secret technique, a crimson light suddenly appeared in front of him.

Klein has something to do with me? Or did you call me urgently again?

With this thought flashed in his mind, Abner let the crimson crimson swallow himself.

Above the gray fog, Abner had just appeared on the side of the old long bronze table when he saw Miss Temperance and Mr. World already waiting here.