Observe the appearance and prescribe the right medicine.
The essence of the magic stick shared by the second-rate fortune teller Tomoe Kisaragi is really suitable for commercial application.
Ms. Claire in front of me is still somewhat alert, and she needs to pay more attention to methods when guiding her.
Now, it is obvious that the strength control is quite successful.
Faced with the fleeting and well-hidden vigilance in Claire's eyes, Fu Qian was deeply satisfied for a moment and kept up his efforts.
"Not only do I know your husband's last name is Weasley, but I also know that yours is too."
Humor is the lubricant of communication. An inappropriate joke will effectively help make a suspicious situation more suspicious.
"Haha... Your Excellency is more accommodating than I thought."
Claire's expression was somewhat stiff, but she still nodded approvingly.
After even a moment's hesitation, he reached out his hand at the next moment and took the transparent vial from Fu Qian's hand.
"I will try my best to follow your advice... I'm sorry, can I use the restroom?"
After holding it in her hand and rubbing it for a few times, she subconsciously glanced at the metal can on hand before paying, and Claire suddenly looked apologetic.
"sure."
How could Fu Qian, who always believed in being at home, refuse such a reasonable request? He motioned to the side.
Not to mention that as the master of the dream, some of the other party's physical reactions at the moment are somewhat contributed to by himself.
…
The bathroom, which was not that big, was quickly locked from the inside, and then there was the sound of water running.
In the living room, Master Grimshaw, who was waiting for the customer to return, focused his eyes on the metal can next to him, thoughtfully.
After waiting for a few seconds, his movements suddenly became swift, and he suddenly pulled out a hidden box from one side.
And at a glance, there was an identical jar in the secret box.
He took out the latter and exchanged it with the one on the table, then closed the secret box before paying.
The whole process went smoothly without making any sound from beginning to end.
The speed and dexterity among them are obviously more like magicians than soothsayers.
Of course, such a clever method does not prevent everything from being captured by peeping eyes in the bathroom.
Sure enough, there is a problem...
Beside the open stream of water, Claire, whose heart was filled with ups and downs, carefully retracted her movements to avoid being discovered.
Looking at her face in the mirror, the next moment she took a deep breath and told herself that the more times like this, the less nervous she should be.
The other party's actions just now made it obvious that there was something wrong with the jar. He was worried about being discovered by himself, so he took this opportunity to quietly replace it.
But "my own problem" has been solved, so what problems will there still be in this jar?
——It was an illusion that the dirt on his hands was purified by the liquid in the jar just now.
It's just a cover-up to lure yourself into being fooled.
From this, I even thought deeply, could the bugs that just appeared on the surface of my skin be part of the illusion?
Just like those magic shows you usually watch, some things are arranged before you inadvertently, even before you enter the door.
The man in front of me is not a master psychic, but a master liar.
He's been guiding himself from the beginning.
So the question now is, what is his purpose?
Lowering her head and looking at the bottle of blue liquid in her bag, Claire seemed to have the answer.
…
That guy's purpose is definitely not for that little reward.
With his method, it doesn't take that much trouble to defraud him of this little money.
All his actions were just to get Rick to drink the bottle - through his own hands.
It was obvious that his family was involved in some incomprehensible conspiracy.
Reaching out to hold the glass bottle, Claire's body was already trembling faintly.
It is almost conceivable that this bottle of tasteless liquid will definitely bring horror effects comparable to death.
Then he will be the one who murders his husband.
No one would believe what he said, and the master might even have disappeared by then...
Calm down, the first thing to do is to escape from here.
Pressing her forehead against the cold mirror frame, Claire kept telling herself to calm down.
The first thing to do now is to absolutely not be found to be aware of this.
The previous methods have shown that the other party is not only good at magic blinding methods, but is even good at methods similar to hypnosis.
Combining the two, I was deceived before.
In short, this guy is very dangerous, and it's hard to say what he will do to him once he finds out... so he can't stay here for too long.
After taking another deep breath, Claire finally forced herself to calm down and began to handle her personal affairs step by step.
…
"Sorry for the wait."
A moment later, as the bathroom door opened, Claire quickly walked back to her seat and apologized again immediately.
"It doesn't matter, this is the service that customers should enjoy."
Master Grimshaw remained easy-going.
"Actually, I should be the one to say sorry. There has been no reception since just now. Do you want something to drink?"
"No."
At this time, Claire undoubtedly did not dare to drink anything from the other party, but she refused quite naturally. As she spoke, she took out the small glass bottle from her bag and shook it.
"I have to go back quickly and think about how to get Rick something to drink as soon as possible."
oh?
Unfortunately, even so, the master opposite didn't seem to understand the humor for a while.
He narrowed his eyes slightly and looked at her with a half-smile without saying a word.
The originally harmonious communication atmosphere stagnated at a speed visible to the naked eye.
The expression on Claire's face was the same.
"It would indeed be better to go faster."
Fortunately, before her smile completely faded, Master Grimshaw finally nodded.
"Do you have any other questions?"
"...This special potion is really magical. Are those bugs completely melted? Can I see what it looks like?"
Facing the master's parting inquiry, Claire hesitated for a moment, but still did not choose to leave politely, but pointed to the jar on the table.
This was something she had already thought about inside. Since the other party had made such preparations, it meant that she suspected that she might look at it.
In this case, if you don't make a request, it will be even more suspicious.
"certainly."
Facts have proved that in the face of her slightly rude request, the master's attitude actually seemed to relax a bit.
Adhering to his always crisp and neat style, the next moment he casually opened the lid and pushed it over.
It is crystal clear, the blue waves are swaying, and there is no trace of those disgusting creations.
Claire only glanced at it and let out an uncontrollable exclamation.
Of course, when she signaled that the other party could put it away, she also tried her best to restrain herself and did not look in the direction of the secret box.