Seeing Miss Audrey on the side repeating what the fat pharmacist said just now in doubt, Forsi, who was sitting behind her mask blocking her charming smile, coughed lightly, regardless of Viscount Grelint's hesitant words to dissuade her.
, lowered his voice and said:
"Just some physiological drugs, that kind of stuff."
It is a pity that Audrey, who automatically switched to "audience" mode after entering the room, did not show the embarrassment that Forsi expected. Instead, she nodded slightly indifferently, and then looked at the few people who were looking at the same people again.
Attendees wearing masks and white coats as disguises.
"One last question, does anyone need a sedative?"
After peddling for a while, the fat pharmacist did not sell the tranquilizer. He raised his voice for the last time, hoping that he would not have to take these things back in their original packaging.
"Haha, ordinary extraordinary people shouldn't need sedatives, right?"
Finally, the man sitting in a corner, who seemed to have glanced at the fat pharmacist when he first sold sedatives, chuckled.
"But there are also some ways that may require sedatives, or you may not have any talent. Sedatives can also make you hear some gibbering." The fat pharmacist shook the small metal tube in his hand nonchalantly.
I wonder if the fat pharmacist accidentally got the truth right. The man sitting in the corner stopped his hoarse, slightly hoarse laugh. After being silent for a while, he continued:
"How much effect can this sedative have?" He glanced at the few small metal tubes reflecting cold light without any concealment. He was afraid that the fat pharmacist might not fully understand what he meant, so he slowly added:
"For example, what effects can he achieve that are useful to extraordinary people of a certain order?"
The fat pharmacist, who had already given up hope, cheered up a little when he saw the other party carefully asking about the efficacy of the medicine.
"It shouldn't be a problem if you at least mid-sequence it?"
After thinking for a while, the man in the corner happily called the waiting waiter. This transaction, which was not expected to have much hope, was not aborted.
Afterwards, a few more transactions were completed, both large and small, but most of them had almost no clues related to extraordinary materials and formulas. Most of them were only proposed by buyers, and then the whole audience fell silent. Only one or two lucky people got it.
"Will look elsewhere" reply.
Another transaction was aborted, and it was the first time for him to attend a gathering of extraordinary people. He had always followed Xio's instructions and watched more and said less. Viscount Grelint kept rubbing his hands, hoping to use this method to reduce his inner excitement.
Although he didn't see anything in the extraordinary field, the new terms mentioned in every transaction made him secretly excited.
Finally, the Viscount approached Xio behind him and whispered a few times inaudibly.
Xio, who was sitting in the back, was thinking about the request made by Viscount Greent just now. He looked at the "boss" who was full of serious expectations, glanced at the depressing atmosphere of the venue, and nodded slightly hesitantly.
After receiving the approval of his patron, Viscount Greent suppressed the joy and impulse in his heart, adjusted his state, and then took advantage of the silence in the meeting place to speak out his needs in a somewhat weak tone.
"I want to buy the magic potion formula of the 'Medicine Master' or the 'Peeper'."
This is the sequence name he learned from his previous chat with Audrey, Xio and Forsi.
Like Audrey, who was also addicted to the occult before, Viscount Greent did not want to lose the power to control freedom while becoming an extraordinary person, so he naturally preferred sequences that were not so conspicuous.
In the end, after careful consideration, he rejected Forsi's proposal to sell the "Apprentice" formula to himself. Instead, he hoped to purchase one of the "Pharmacist" and "Peeper" formulas at the Extraordinary Gathering.
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Holding the cuffs of his loose white coat, Viscount Greent looked around expectantly at every participant in the room, and finally his eyes rested on the fat man who originally sold the potion.
Not only him, when the serial name "Medicine Master" was proposed, almost half of the people in the room looked at the slightly surprised fat pharmacist, with a lot of jealous and envious glances mixed in among them.
You know, in ordinary extraordinary gatherings, most transactions will fail due to various factors. Meeting the right seller or buyer is an extremely lucky thing.
Bearing all the looks with different meanings from all directions, the fat pharmacist took a deep breath, and lived up to his previous frivolity, his tone was much more serious.
"Well, you're unlucky. For some reason, I can't give you the 'Medicine Master' formula."
Why?
Unexpectedly, Viscount Greente's face slowly crept up with disappointment, and even Forsi, who was sitting in the back, had doubts in his heart.
However, her rich experience in wild Beyonders and gatherings soon helped her find the reason.
It's possible that this "pharmacist" also bought the formula at this party before, so he can no longer sell it at will.
This kind of behavior is usually only agreed verbally, but in order to avoid unnecessary conflicts, many participants of extraordinary gatherings will tacitly abide by these unwritten rules.
Viscount Greent, who was pulled by Hugh behind him, pulled the back of his white coat and wanted to ask more questions, reluctantly chose to remain silent and watched as another member took over the floor.
Ten seconds later, the newly proposed transaction also ended in abortion.
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After the party, they got on the ordinary carriage prepared by Viscount Greent.
After taking off his disguise, Viscount Grindt sighed in annoyance after hearing Xio's explanation just now about why the "pharmacist" couldn't sell the formula.
"If I follow this rule, I don't know when I will meet another person with the 'pharmacist' formula."
Audrey, who had remained an "audience" at the party tonight, closed her somewhat dry eyes, glanced over with her beautiful green eyes, and comforted softly:
"There may be other gatherings of Beyonders, and you can continue to entrust Xio and Forsi to help you find them."
"This is indeed a method." Grelint resisted the urge to yawn, then remembered something, turned to Audrey and asked:
"Audrey, have you given up on becoming an extraordinary person?"
"I haven't seen you collecting recipes and materials recently."
A faint smile appeared on her sweet face, and facing her good friend, Audrey told a white lie.
"Actually, I got the relevant formula from Alfred before, and later I found out that I had exactly those materials in my treasure house."
Looking at Viscount Greent whose chin opened wider and wider with a look of surprise and envy, Audrey's smile deepened.
"So I'm a 'spectator' now."
Xio and Forsi, who were sitting opposite the two of them, glanced at each other subconsciously, and then almost simultaneously remembered Miss Audrey's unusual silence tonight, and nodded slightly.
The carriage with an ordinary appearance and no decorations moved forward slowly under the night. Except for Forsi, who was leaning by the window and accidentally caught a glimpse of the red moon that was about to become full in the sky, and shrank back to the middle of the carriage, the others remained silent.
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When the carriage returned to the residence of Viscount Greent in Queens, Fors and Xio left using their own means, while Audrey, whose home was not far away, took her time and presented her own house that had been waiting for her.
carriage.
Seeing that the lady who had been away from his sight for two hours had finally returned, Anne, the personal maid who was waiting on the carriage, breathed a secret breath. Then she remembered something more important and took out a letter from her pocket.
"This is a letter sent by Advisor Lambis, saying it is his thoughts and answers to some questions during his last visit."
Anne looked at her lady's reaction, but found that Audrey didn't seem surprised by the arrival of the letter. She just nodded slightly, and after a while of silence, she opened the paint in front of the maid.
Although this behavior was not in line with etiquette for a noble, Anne, who was vaguely worried about some unspeakable issues, tentatively bent forward and saw the general content with her peripheral vision.
"... Regarding your perceptual psychology, Miss *** Osisleka should be able to help you solve more confusions. She is a young psychiatrist..."
Audrey pretended not to notice the small movements of her personal maid, suppressed the excitement in her heart, and put away the text message without many polite words with a normal expression.
This special lady should be Hvin Rambis - the powerful "audience" channel angel who guided her to contact the matching member of the Psychological Alchemy Society.
In this way, the task assigned to me by Mr. "Fool" will be one step closer!
The carriage stopped slowly, and Audrey walked down the stairs calmly. On the steps below the villa not far away, Susie, who had a pair of decorative glasses hanging around her neck, excitedly waggled her tail and shook hers humanely.
front paws.
"Woof!"
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"The thirteenth case, the ending of the vicious incident, the crazy Ripper died at the hands of the police!"
Klein brought the newspaper in his hand closer, picked up the milk on the side and took a sip, suppressing the surprise in his heart.
Although he has always believed that since the last detective consultation meeting convened by the police, the official extraordinary people should have noticed the abnormality of the so-called crazy ripper and secretly took over the case.
But he never thought that the authorities would deal with it so quickly. Only a few days later, this "devil" would be caught.
No, it might just be a partial coincidence... Klein turned over the newspaper and looked at the detailed report that occupied a full page at the back.
Although both he and Detective Yin Wensi were aware of the murderer's true identity at that time, due to their respective secrets, they tacitly maintained the status of "The Riddler" and both wanted the other party to reveal key clues, so they did not directly name him.
The murderer's murder habits were abnormal.
In this case, although the official Beyonders will realize the seriousness of the problem sooner or later, as quickly as now, there must be other aspects to promote it.
Suddenly, Klein, who was thinking and browsing the reports, stopped what he was doing, and the teacup with less than half of the milk in it froze in the air.
"Shocked! The murderer of the Crazy Ripper was actually a banker living alone, a living hell in a huge mansion!"
Klein looked at the black and white picture of the model lake, and a feeling of nausea rose in his throat.