Soon, Dorothy turned the diary to the contact page with Adele and began to write on it. The questions were mainly about the stone tablet. Dorothy described in detail the details on the stone tablet in the questions and asked her if she had any related impressions.
After the message was sent, Dorothy used the puppet mark on Adele to send her a letter reminder and began to wait slowly. After waiting for about ten minutes, Dorothy finally saw Adele's handwriting on the contact page.
"Good afternoon, Mr. Detective. It seems that you have received the latest information I sent you. Now you are asking me for something... Maybe you have discovered something new in the information... You can research something so quickly. I have to sigh that your efficiency in identifying and handling poisons is really high."
Dorothy paused as she looked at the words sent by Adele, and then she realized that she seemed to be a little too happy just now. The timing of contacting Adele was indeed a little hasty, which might let the other party know that she was special in identifying drugs.
But this did not make Dorothy nervous, because in Dorothy's eyes, Adele was half her own, and maybe they could become complete partners in the future depending on the situation. It was okay to know more, but this kind of behavior of relaxing vigilance because of momentary happiness should be paid attention to.
"Thank you for the compliment, Miss Adele. We do have some efficient means of identifying poisons. I have read part of Ms. Darlene's information. She mentioned in the information that she had collected the stone tablet I just described in her workshop. This stone tablet is our target. What impression do you have of it?"
Dorothy wrote a reply to Adele, and soon after the font merged into the page, Adele's new reply jumped onto the paper again.
"I do have an impression of the stone tablet you mentioned. It was once placed in the teacher's workshop. There was nothing on it except for some random carvings. I took a look at it a few times when I went there. The teacher seemed to have studied it for a while, but since he didn't find anything, he just put it there.
"After the Happy Dance Society was destroyed by the Wolf Blood Society, the teacher's workshop was also looted by those beasts, so the stone tablet naturally fell into the hands of those beasts. According to some of the teacher's memories that I just sorted out... the stone tablet should be in Davik's hands."
"Is it the Wolfblood Society's hands again...?" Dorothy's heart sank when she saw Adele's message, but she continued to write down her doubts.
"Davik? Who's that?"
"Davik Jones, a member of the Wolfblood Society, is not just a beast-like figure in the shape of black earth, but he is one of the few people in the Wolfblood Society, a group of idiots who only know how to eat, who has attainments in mystical research. According to the teacher's memory, because of his talent, he was promoted very quickly within the Wolfblood Society and will soon be able to become a white-level werewolf. He has participated in many research projects in the Wolfblood Society and is considered a key training target within them.
"In the teacher's memory, this guy once tortured her about the secrets collected in her workshop and her research results, so I concluded that those things in the teacher's workshop that seemed insignificant but were quite valuable for research should all be in his hands."
Adele responded like this. Dorothy paused after seeing Adele's response, and then continued to write.
"So Miss Adele, do you know the location of this Davic?"
"If I knew where Davik was, he would have been shattered by now. I want to tear apart every one of my enemies, especially those who have participated in the love affair with my teacher, but unfortunately he is a member of a secret society with strong anti-divination ability, but he is not that easy to find. What I can be sure of now is that... that guy should still be in Tivian."
On the pages of the logbook, Adele's response appeared, and Dorothy couldn't help frowning when she saw Adele's response.
"Hiss... I don't know where you are... This is the stage of looking for someone again..."
Dorothy was feeling a little depressed and thought about it. She often did things like looking for people, but this was the first time she had to look for someone in a huge city with almost no clues. This made Dorothy a little worried.
However, no matter how worried she was, she still had to express her gratitude, and Dorothy continued to write in the "Sailing Journal".
"Thank you Miss Adele for taking the time out of your busy schedule to answer my questions. Your answers are very helpful to me. Thank you."
"You're still so polite, Mr. Detective. After all, we are friends. Isn't it the norm for friends to help each other? Also, didn't I tell you last time? Just call me Adele. Being too polite will make things awkward~"
Adele responded like this, and Dorothy looked at the other party and was stunned for a moment after replying, then she picked up the pen and started writing again.
"Okay, thanks, Adele."
"Thank you, Mr. Detective. I'm also looking forward to knowing your real name someday, and not always calling you Mr. Sir."
Adele finally agreed. Dorothy breathed a sigh of relief and shook her head after seeing this. Then she closed the "Navigation Journal" and leaned back in the chair, thinking about how to find the member of the Wolf Blood Society named Davic.
"Tsk... this is troublesome. Apart from knowing his name and rank, there are very few clues... I have no idea where to start..."
Dorothy supported her head and thought while warming herself by the fire in the fireplace. Just as she was racking her brain to find a breakthrough, a voice suddenly came to her mind. It was the voice of prayer conveyed by the system.
And the voice was unusually familiar, it was Gregor!
"Hey, brother prayed to me~"
Thinking of this, Dorothy immediately sat down and began to listen to her brother's prayer like a god.
'Great Aka who records all things... I pray to you, I beg you, I beg you to build a bridge of communication for me so that I can contact the detective directly. I need him to help me face the connection with the members of the Eight-pointed Nest.'
Dorothy paused after listening to Greg's words, then turned her head and looked at the calendar, and found that today was the 25th, which was the time she had agreed to meet with the members of the Eight-Pointed Nest in Greg's body.
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