Mystery: Those years when I was a foreign aid for the Aurora Club

Chapter 7 to see afternoon tea

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After passing through the gate of the spirit world, we arrived at a certain cemetery, and then I was watched carefully by them who were still in shock. Together, we reported the murder case to the police station, and passed some information through a golden retriever dog. After receiving the news (I was dismissed in the process, but it did not prevent me from seeing these scenes), the two ladies finally breathed a sigh of relief.

"Highland tea, marquis black tea." I invited them into the living room to sit down, then went into the kitchen to take down the silver teapot from the shelf, "and Balam's coffee beans, two ladies, what would you like to drink?"

"Coffee, just give me a cup of coffee, thank you." Miss Fors brushed her hair from the side of her face behind her ears, and hung the hat she had taken off on the hanger by the wall.She and the lady named Hugh exchanged glances, and then answered in their place, "She wants a glass of milk, sir."

I saw that petite girl looked at the silver tea pot in my hand several times, and seemed a little reluctant to part with it.

But she did not stop her companions from helping her. I can understand that this is the "reservation" of human beings. It is a common etiquette in social life to choose some relatively ordinary food and gifts when you first arrive.So, in her slightly regretful eyes, I put the tea pot back, and took out the top-quality Balam coffee beans sacrificed by a certain believer, which is said to be hard to find, to grind.

It's 03:30, a bit early.But after finishing baking the pastries, it’s time to enjoy afternoon tea with peace of mind.

When the hot coffee emits a mellow aroma after being stirred for several minutes, the cake in the oven also emits an attractive sweet aroma.The weather is cold, so I put the steaming desserts on a three-tier porcelain plate, and put the cream jam and milk cubes in separate categories.It is rare that there will be real ordinary people participating in my afternoon tea. I have prepared more pastries and pastries that are more in line with human taste.It's exactly four o'clock, a perfect time, every day's afternoon tea must be exactly the same.

The two ladies still looked a little cramped, their eyes turned back and forth on the complete set of furniture that I reproduced based on the Baroque style in my memory.I understand, and I also think it’s too expensive, and the gold and silver reliefs and gem and jade inlays should be reduced, but this set of furniture has been with me for 200 years, and it’s still a handicraft of the Intis royal family sponsored by Russell, so I’m a little reluctant to throw it away.

"Relax, we can eat and talk."

I showed them a comforting smile, and whispered softly: "You two ladies, have you discussed where to start your explanation?"

"Okay, thank you for your hospitality, Mr. Vaughan." Miss Fors spoke first. I don't know if it was my illusion. Her hand holding my gold cloisonné enamel tea set was a little trembling, as if she was afraid that it would fall. , "The man we met today is the pirate general, 'Vice Admiral Hurricane' Qilingus, he can fly. Well, do you know extraordinary abilities? That is, have you ever experienced something against nature in your life ?”

"I know." I nodded.That is the Sequence 6 Wind Blessed One of Storm Path, of course I know.However, even Sequence 6 can sneak into the ranks of pirate generals. It seems that the sea is quite safe now.

"Do you know anything about the 'Four Kings and Seven Generals' among pirates?"

"After a little understanding, I know that the leader of the 'Dawn' is the 'Queen of Mysteries', named Bernadette Gustav." I replied.

Miss Fors and Miss Hugh looked at each other.Forsi's expression clearly showed confusion, she organized her words, and said: "Qilingus is a murderous and heinous pirate, none of the ships encountered by him survived, not even a complete body Hard to find…”

I nodded.The magical item of the glove in the shepherd's path made me suspect that he would be related to Aurora. His taste was undeniably attractive, and I regretted not being able to eat him there.

"...When I escaped from him, the door I opened was done with extraordinary ability. Of course, it wasn't my strength."

Miss Fors was very humble, she stood up while she was talking, and demonstrated to me how to pass through the wall by blurring. I sincerely admired it, after all, the devil path really doesn't have such a little trick.After she sat down, she grabbed a smoked salmon sandwich, put it in her mouth, and swallowed it with her coffee.I don't think such a combination would be very tasty. After all, these refreshments should be paired with mellow black tea. Sure enough, her expression twisted a bit.

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"The Extraordinary world is very scary, and it will get out of control if you are not careful. Wild Extraordinary people can easily be captured by the church..."

"...Are you curious about Extraordinary power? I'm very sorry, but your age has passed the stage where you can safely become an Extraordinary... No, it's better not to write it into the book as material, and it will be easy to teach Chavas Meter, by the way, which god are you a believer in?"

"The path I belong to is "Apprentice", and I'm currently at Sequence 9. I don't know where Qilingus is now, is he still chasing us?Well, I'm really sorry today, without your help, we might have been... Hugh, should we go to church and sleep for a few days, waiting for him to be arrested? "

Time passed slowly, and the three-story dim sum tower reached the top floor.Miss Fors praised my skill in making desserts, and she couldn't put it down to the dark chocolate mousse cake that was only the size of a palm, and she was only willing to eat a small amount with a spoonful.Even the serious Ms. Hugh slowly relaxed her frowning eyebrows during the afternoon tea, and gradually immersed herself in the enjoyment of delicious food.After finishing the coffee, I took the initiative to help them make my favorite Highland black tea, "Because Miss Hugh has been looking at it and seems to miss it." I replied, and they had to accept it.

"...You are really sharp, Mr. Vaughan." Miss Hugh smiled, sipping hot black tea, the delicious snacks and relaxing atmosphere made her unknowingly let go of her caution and concern for me Precautionary, she hesitated for a long time, and finally replied, "My family is a fallen nobleman. When I was young, my father often used Highland black tea to make afternoon tea for me."

"A poor nobleman?" I couldn't help being curious, showing the writer's enthusiasm for inspiration and materials, "Can you tell me your last name? If you don't find it offensive."

"My name is Hugh Dill." The blond lady pursed her lips and said in a self-deprecating tone, "The real surname is "Dil", which was many years ago. It should be Nobody remembers—"

"Dill? An aristocrat who has fallen in the past 20 years, are you a member of the Dill family, the family of Earl Mason Dill?" I dug out a page from my memory and flipped through the two insignificant sentences on it. Ask as usual, "The earl bought an opera from me in the early years. I only have a little impression of him. He seems to be an upright person who keeps his promise."

Miss Hugh's eyes widened suddenly.

Her emotions switched between "excitement" and "fear", and there was also "doubt"... Is this lady suspicious of me?Do you suspect that I am the person related to her father's death?I remember it was because the current king of Loen wanted to be promoted to the Black Emperor, and the earl knew the inside story but was unwilling to accept the reality, so he died of course.I find this difficult to understand, since human beings are always in a vortex of struggle and killing each other, desperate to squeeze other people down to survive.What's wrong with having one more true god in your country? With stronger force, higher status, bigger wars and more wealth, why should you resist?
Very boring.I think.A thriving world is boring, everything has a day of decay, the meaning of goodwill and all virtues is only because they are destroyed one day, just like life exists for death, buildings and great achievements are the most magnificent only when they crash down when they are the most magnificent .

I'm waiting for her to ask me a few things, and then I'm going to drop a little bit of information along the way.But Miss Hugh didn't speak, she suppressed the urge to learn the truth, gritted her teeth and sat back.She doesn't believe me.This is a pity, because I originally wanted to regard this as a "devil's deal", I will give her the truth she wants, and she will exchange her own identity and soul with me, so as to add more trouble to the emperor who is preparing to become a god .

Naturally, I am not very happy to see one more god on earth.

The atmosphere of the afternoon tea was a little heavy, and Miss Forsi probably felt the embarrassment in it, so she proposed to leave at the most suitable time.I smiled and agreed to her request, packed a freshly baked chiffon cake for her, and sent them out of my other hospital.

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I cleaned up the leftovers, baked a Stargazing Pie in the most out-of-control way, and sacrificed it to my allies as usual.

... Hey, why doesn't He open the gate of the Kingdom of God.

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It was already dark, and I lay comfortably on the sofa listening to the prayers of believers, but I always felt as if I had forgotten something.Thinking over everything that happened today, I realize that I forgot to go to Tingen.

......

This is to blame the time concept of mythical creatures.I immediately got up and put on my coat, picked up my cane and put on my top hat, and opened a door at the farthest distance in the direction of the city.As soon as the front feet went out, a steam train whizzed past my forehead, and I reached out to hold the hat that was almost blown away.Opening the door for the second time, I stood in the door frame and looked down. Below is a dirty river used to discharge waste water.I thought about it, and thought about it again, and entered the spirit world through the medium of the prototype of the Kingdom of God.

I don't really like walking in the spirit world.Because the stick figure sun always favors me especially this time, and it is the same this time. ——It just ate one of your angels, and you snatched back all the Extraordinary characteristics. As for being so obsessed with me?Among the Blood Worship Cult and the three demon families, two of the top leaders were eaten by me, leaving only three or two collateral branches, didn't they come to seek revenge on me?

After 5 minutes, I escaped from the spirit world. The scorched clothes and hair and the hat that no longer existed made me look a bit embarrassed, but that's all the damage that a stare can do to me.

The sun has completely set, and night is hanging over the sky of this small town.All the gas street lamps had already been turned on, bringing bright light to the not-so-narrow road.The shops on both sides were also lit up, children lingered outside the glass of toy shops and gift shops, and gentlemen and women walked arm in arm through the streets.It's late autumn, and it's been cold recently, and people have already put on thick coats.

I casually admired all this, looking forward to the appearance of the city destroyed by the coming of the allies, probably as worthy of preservation as the crystal ball music box in the window, although it is not worth mentioning, the reason for being destroyed is very meaningful .In this case, should we take the whole thing away and make it into a "world in a bottle"?My collection has not been updated for a long time.

The peaceful night tour was quickly broken, because a very beautiful lady came out from a corner quickly.

Her long brown hair was casually draped over her shoulders. Although her clothes were a bit messy, there was no panic in her round and bright brown eyes. Instead, she was full of complacent joy, and her steps were leaping and fast.

She didn't wear high heels, and she walked lightly and silently in flat shoes.Although it looked very hidden, the cobwebs on her body and the breath of joy that had not dissipated were as obvious as a bright light in the dark night.Probably because she didn't expect that there would be someone standing here, the lady paused for a moment, and then the joy of seeing the prey flashed in her eyes, and the corners of her mouth slowly raised, revealing a charming, charming smile that only belonged to a witch.

Mrs. Witch leaned over. She seemed to have killed several people in a short period of time, and the aura of depravity and death had not dissipated from her body.It made her smell as luscious as a honey-drizzled sponge cake, and I rolled my Adam's apple for it.But she obviously misunderstood what I meant, and she leaned closer with a chuckle, asking me to protect her safety with seductive words, and send her home safely.

I don't like eating witches.Although they are delicious, they are always too sweet and greasy, but there is no reason not to eat the blood sacrifice delivered to the door.

"Hope we have a wonderful evening, beautiful lady."

The witch smiled, and I also smiled from the bottom of my heart.

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Before nine o'clock, Klein, who was about to report to Dunn about the insanity of Hood Eugen, a member of the "Psychological Alchemists" in the asylum, knocked on the door of the captain's office.After getting permission, he pushed the door in and found that the captain was eating breakfast while reading the newspaper in his hand.Dunn nodded to Klein, and said with dark gray eyes:
"You came just in time, and there is another case that needs your help."

"Again? Don't they all involve extraordinary cases?" Klein asked subconsciously.

"Remember the previous case? Mr. Maynard, a city councilor, was found dead at home in the early morning of September 9. The Tingen City Police Department was under a lot of pressure and hoped that we would use psychics to help them identify the murderer as soon as possible. Well, but old Neil asked for leave that day, and was going to watch a play with Mrs. Saliste, so I had to arrange for you who can psychic."

Dunn explained, and then added: "This case is related to it. Mrs. Sharon, the mistress of the dead Mr. Maynard, was found dead at home this morning, with a grim expression, fragmented limbs, and all internal organs , the scene was appalling."

Hearing this, Klein's hair stood on end, and he couldn't help but clenched his cane tightly.

"Mrs. Sharon's death may involve something extraordinary, but it may also be that the modus operandi was too cruel." Dunn warned, "Proceed with caution."

TBC
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*A bug was found and a modification was made.

It is now 9.4, and there are still five days before the divine descent of the real creator.

(End of this chapter)