Twenty minutes later, the two returned to the lounge in Shijiang Hall.

No one else in the team was there.

Captain Mike didn't know where he went, and Fry and Doriani hadn't come back yet.

Ms. Kassan brought two cups of hot tea.

“How is the situation?”

She looked at Alder and then at Martin, and asked with some concern.

Bang!

Ald threw the file on the table, fell into a chair, closed his eyes and said lazily: "A preliminary judgment is that Edith's disappearance has extraordinary power to intervene, and the specific situation is still unclear."

Upon hearing this, Kasan sighed softly: "Then I have to wait for the captain, but I'm afraid there is no big hope."

"Oh! What a pity, I know Miss Edith too."

"On ordinary days, I occasionally visit the bakery where she works. A very beautiful girl, her green eyes are impressive..."

Martin was slightly stunned when he heard Ms. Kassan's words.

Green eyes?

Then, he picked up the files on the table and started reading quickly.

[Edith Bombardier, twenty-five years old, height…]

[The appearance characteristics are as follows...black and gray hair, beautiful appearance, green pupils...]

There is also a hand-painted portrait of a female behind the file.

Martin didn't care much about the archives before, and he just glanced over when he saw Edith's appearance.

Now, after hearing Ms. Kassan say this, a picture immediately emerges in her mind.

Then he finally recalled that in the Golden Lion Tavern, he had met Miss Edith.

It was the bartender who told him that Devik had a customer.

Seeing that he was looking through the files again, Alder thought he couldn't let it go, so he stood up and patted his arm, comforting him:

"Don't be too entangled, Martin. In the future, you will often encounter all kinds of innocent people who have been accidentally involved in extraordinary events, and you will not be able to find the murderer every time."

"In fact, more than half of the cases cannot find the murderer, because once extraordinary factors are involved, it is extremely difficult to pursue the murderer."

Martin also realized that he had indeed performed a little too much, so he nodded and put down the file, showing a hint of regret on his face at the right time.

"She is just missing, there should be hope to find her back?"

Martin said quietly.

"Finish it?"

Alder curled his lips and said, "What have you found, the body?"

"Don't be stupid Martin. I have worked at Shijiang for two years. Once extraordinary events are involved, death is not the worst result!"

"Although this is a bit cruel, in my opinion, the best outcome of this Miss Edith is to leave a whole body."

As he said that, Alder became a little depressed and took out a flat metal bottle from the inner pocket of the windbreaker. One hand was ready to unplug the cork.

"Alder, working hours, drinking is prohibited, and you don't want your salary next month, right?"

Before he could finish his movement, Ms. Kasan, who was beside him, drank with a dark face and stopped him.

Ald glanced at her, stuffed the wine bottle back into his pocket in disappointment, picked up the tea and poured it into his mouth as if he was venting.

Martin said nothing, remembering the two bodies he saw in the morning...a pile of corpses.

Perhaps, Alder was right.

Now he could only pray silently for Miss Edith to be blessed and be able to persist in finding the cultists in the temple!

"There is one case left here, Alder!"

Ms. Kasan suddenly placed another file bag on the table with a meaningful smile on her face.

"Ah, let me go, I will lose control if I use my abilities today!"

Ald suddenly stood up from his seat, covered his head with pain, and screamed in exaggeration.

Just as Martin wanted to pick up the file bag and take a look, the door opened.

Fry and Doriani walked in one after another.

The three of them looked at them.

Doriani's face was a little tired.

"Has the cat been found?"

Ms. Kassan asked.

Fry nodded, and Doriani shook his head.

"What does this mean?"

Kassan frowned and looked at Fry suspiciously.

Fry coughed twice and said awkwardly: "Ahem... Sheffield has been found, but six other cats have also been lost."

"Doriani's divination ability cannot be used repeatedly, so he had to come back first, maybe he has to go there tomorrow."

At this time, Doriani couldn't help but complain: "It's not just tomorrow, but I feel that I will become a regular visitor to Ms. Delissy's house in the future, and her cats will be missing two every day."

It can be seen that she was a little unhappy about it.

Kasan quickly poured a cup of hot tea to comfort her and told her not to take it to heart.

Divination?

Martin has heard of this ability, which is in the [Fate] sequence.

The few people communicated briefly, their attention returned to the last file, and then the few people took turns circulating it.

This is a very unique case, and the name marked on the file bag is [Damira].

Damila is a sailor and has been sailing on the sea for many years.

It is already early September, and in a few days, this year's sea voyage will begin again.

He took advantage of the last few days to relax and went to the Iron Thorn Tavern every night until he was drunk.

Then I would spend one or two silver coins to find a lionie who was slightly in line with her eyes and go to the hotel to vent her hard for a night until dawn.

Once you get on the boat, the hard days will take more than a month to relieve.

He didn't stop in the past two days after the earthquake.

But in the past two days, Damila encountered something strange.

Every day after waking up from the hotel, he never saw the leisurely warbler he looked for the night before.

But he remembered that he had relaxation, venting and other content every night.

Two days ago, he thought it was the flowing bell that had risen early, so he left himself.

But the hotel owner told him that he has been checking in a room alone every night recently and likes to talk to himself.

I checked my purse and found that even a single copper plate was lost.

Only then did Damila realize something was wrong.

He carefully recalled the leisurely warbler he had been looking for in the past two days, and found that his memory was extremely vague and he could not recall his appearance, but only had a vague impression.

Sexy, hot.

Rich experience.

Those dazzling tricks even made him, the man who claimed to be a veteran, sighed.

Damila is also a believer. Knowing that she had encountered something unusual, she immediately came to the temple to pray, hoping to be protected.

His experience quickly attracted the attention of the priest, so the file Martin was found.

"Improve it, why do such cases need to be filed?"

Martin was a little puzzled.

Is the hallucination of a drunk man worthy of their mobilization to investigate?

"Don't underestimate these abnormalities, there are likely clues hidden inside."

Kassan picked up the file and said in a very professional and cautious attitude.

"Take this file as an example. If Damila had no hallucinations, he should have been entangled with something. Who can you take a look?"

As Kassan said this, he looked at Alder and Fry.

Obviously, Martin and Doriani, as newcomers, are completely out of her mind.

In the end, Fry took over the file.
To be continued...