It turns out that in this world full of weird things, the skill of "mental therapy" is much more hardcore than Duncan imagined - its hardcore level has even exceeded the description of the word "skill" and has gone straight to the direction of "craft"...

Fortunately, Heidi's box of things was not prepared for Nina. The psychiatrist saw the horrified expressions on the faces of the uncle and nephew. She smiled as if to say, "I've seen this kind of reaction from the client many times." Then she took out a printed form from the bottom of the box and handed it to Nina: "Fill it out first."

Nina breathed a sigh of relief: "I thought these... tools were prepared for me."

"This is what I use for my job - when I work for the authorities and the church," Heidi smiled. "I often have to deal with extremely paranoid and stubborn dangerous people. Ordinary means cannot pry open their brains that are reinforced by heretical ideas."

The more Duncan listened, the more he felt that something was wrong. Shirley, who was trying to reduce her presence but couldn't help eavesdropping, subconsciously shrank her neck. She quickly hid at a farther distance, pretending to sweep the dust off the shelves while muttering to Agou, who was in hiding, through the mental connection: "How scary, how scary... This place is so scary... Mr. Duncan is scary enough, why would an inquisitor show up... And that Heidi..."

Agou's voice rang out in her heart, weaker than hers: "How the hell do I know why! Who knows why we can be caught by a ghost captain when we are on land, and why we can be visited by the inquisitor of the church when we are with a ghost captain - are we crazy or is the world crazy! Do you dare to believe this if I tell others?"

Shirley secretly paid attention to the movements beside the counter while muttering to herself with a sad face: "Who can believe this? If you tell a fish that it will die in a car accident one day, it won't believe it..."

"...Don't mention 'fish', I'm afraid..."

Shirley was stunned: "Agou, when did you start to be afraid of fish?"

"Don't talk to me, and don't let the Inquisitor see anything. Although I am theoretically in a hidden state now, I always feel that all my abilities are sometimes effective and sometimes not when I am next to Mr. Duncan..."

Shirley quickly put her thoughts aside and walked to the other end of the shelf. The people next to the counter obviously didn't pay attention to the inconspicuous Shirley.

Nina looked at the form in front of her and found that it contained some very routine psychological assessment items. It was no different from the psychological measurement forms that one had to fill out before taking a mysticism class at school or visiting a museum, except that there were more items and a few more questions that were not often asked.

As she started filling out the form, she said curiously, "I heard you say before that your treatment methods are more professional, and I thought you wouldn't use this kind of form that ordinary doctors use..."

"Filling out forms is the basic part of psychological measurement. The difference between me and those half-baked experts is that their diagnosis often ends after they fill out the form," Heidi smiled. She took off the amethyst pendant around her neck and fiddled with it while talking casually. "But my treatment only begins when you fill out the form."

Vanna's eyes unconsciously fell on Heidi's crystal pendant. She was a little curious: "I always see you wearing this new pendant these two days... You seem to like it very much?"

Heidi was stunned for a moment, and looked down at the pendant in her hand, as if she remembered something, but then shook her head: "It's just that it's rare for my father to bring me a gift - ah, Vanna, you know, this pendant was 'bought' by my father from this store."

She specifically emphasized the word "buy", as if to forcibly deny the fact that this thing was just a gift. Duncan beside her nodded slightly with a smile on his face: "It is indeed a product of our store - I hope this pendant brings you good luck."

Vanna couldn't help but take another look at the "crystal" pendant that was obviously a fake, and she almost said: How could a scholar as famous as Morris fall for this? !

But at least she still took into account Duncan, the person involved in the scene. After lingering around the bronchus, this sentence returned to the lung lobe. At the same time, Nina quickly checked the form. She pushed the form to Heidi and said, "I have filled it out. Do you have any questions?"

"I've read it all while you were filling it out - including all the subtle expressions and small details in your movements," Heidi put away the paper and said bluntly, "Do you have a psychological shadow hidden for many years? Have you been under extra pressure recently, causing you to think of this shadow from time to time? Your strange dreams have eased in the past two days... Did the pressure disappear or shift?"

Nina couldn't help but open her eyes wide, as if something had hit the nail on the head. Then she subconsciously glanced in Duncan's direction with a hesitant expression on her face.

"We need a quiet and private environment to further relax and release our spirit," Heidi looked up and said to Duncan, "Of course, this first requires the consent of your guardian and the cooperation of Miss Nina herself."

"Let's go upstairs," Duncan nodded and looked at Nina, "Okay?"

"Okay." Nina nodded obediently, without any objection, but there was still a hint of nervousness in her eyes, and this nervousness did not escape Heidi's eyes.

"Don't worry, Nina. It's just a simple mental relaxation technique. There's nothing wrong with you. You're just a little stressed and anxious," Heidi smiled. A trustworthy and reassuring aura seemed to be released in her smile. Her voice was smooth, which made Nina's tension disappear unconsciously. At the same time, she closed her medicine box and put it aside. "I don't think we even need any equipment, incense, or medicine. I just need to ask you a few questions."

Nina was finally relieved. She nodded to Duncan and took Heidi up the stairs to the second floor.

Two footsteps gradually faded away on the stairs.

Shirley was still hiding far away, concentrating on picking up the debris in the corner.

Finally, only Duncan and the judge sitting opposite him were left at the counter.

Today was the first time that Duncan met face to face this Inquisitor, who had the "mark" of spiritual fire on his body by chance. At this moment, he could feel the mark left in Vanna's body more and more clearly, and felt that this originally extremely weak mark was slowly becoming stronger and growing due to his approach.

Even without actual contact, that little spark was still replenished from the "source" and began to smolder in Vanna's soul.

After realizing this, Duncan consciously controlled the growth of that mark - he didn't want the mark to be noticed by the mysterious goddess of storms, which would cause him to lose Vanna, this special "node".

He was very curious about Vanna. Strictly speaking, he was quite interested in her identity as a priest and the faith behind her.

On the other hand, Vanna was actually observing this place and "Mr. Duncan" sitting opposite her with curiosity.

She came here today indeed to accompany Heidi to pay a visit to express her gratitude, but there was another reason besides that. There were too many suspicious points in the fire at the museum.

The fire, which theoretically should never be extinguished in a short time, suddenly went out by itself. Heidi saw projections of what looked like fragments of the sun in the fire scene, and Duncan, an ordinary person, rushed into the fire scene to save people and brought the trapped people out unharmed. Although there was no concrete evidence to connect the two, she intuitively thought that she should come to this antique shop to take a look.

"Mr. Duncan," Vanna was the first to break the silence. She looked at Duncan calmly, "I want to know something about the fire in the museum. Is that ok?"

"Of course," Duncan nodded calmly, "I was at the scene at the time, so I should be able to provide some information."

"Thank you for your cooperation," Vanna nodded gently, "You rushed in to save people, and the fire in the museum was still burning at that time, right?"

"That's right," Duncan nodded without hesitation. He didn't know how much information the judge had about the scene, so he decided to tell the truth about some links that might leave evidence. "The fire was very big at the time, especially in the direction of the corridor leading to the main exhibition hall. Almost everything was burned."

"But you came out unscathed in the end," Vanna asked immediately, "Can you tell me what happened after you entered the museum?"

Duncan pretended to think about it. After two or three seconds of silence, he said uncertainly, "I also think it's incredible that I can come out alive... But the fire in the museum suddenly went out. Can you imagine? It was not put out by the fire hose outside, nor was it extinguished after the flammable materials burned out. The fire was gone all of a sudden, and there was even no smoke..."

He recalled and marveled at it, and finally gestured with his hand: "This must be the blessing of the goddess, right?"

As soon as he finished speaking, he heard a loud noise coming from Shirley's side - she accidentally knocked over a wooden sculpture in the corner.

“Be careful!” He immediately turned around and shouted, like a real store manager reminding his employees, “I’ve already dropped the base of that thing once, and now it’s glued on, don’t drop it again!”

"...The goddess protects everyone in the city-state." Vanna's expression changed subtly, looking into Duncan's eyes. "I can see that you are really an...honest person."

Duncan said calmly, "That's right. For people like us who run a business, we must not cheat people."