"Wait, I think I saw someone interesting. That guy is sitting in a separate office. Judging from his clothes and work environment, he looks like the director of this police station. He is sitting alone behind the desk in the office. He doesn't pay any attention to the dust outside and the civilians pouring into the police station to report the incident... He doesn't seem to care at all...
"This guy seems to be a little anxious, but his target of desire is not the dust and the civilians who called the police. He doesn't care about these. His desire... is actually the desire to communicate and understand. Who does he want to communicate with? What does he want to understand? What's even more weird is... this communication target is actually himself?"
Analyzing the desire of the police chief in the office of the distant police station bit by bit, Adele murmured that after searching the entire police station, this chief's desire was the most bizarre. Hearing Adele's words, Dorothy was slightly startled, and then let Ed smile and speak.
"The desire to communicate... but the target of the communication is oneself? Interesting... It seems that we have found the person, Miss Adele, can you stimulate his desire now, so that he will not have any concerns and do what he wants now."
"Can."
Adele responded simply, and then began to use her abilities to influence the police chief in the office.
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Inside the Coal Ash District Police Station, in the empty office, the elegantly dressed police chief sat behind his desk, looking out the window at the dust that had yet to dissipate with some worry. Although he looked calm on the surface, there was still a hint of worry between his brows.
The man who was the police chief just sat in his seat, doing nothing and no one knew what he was thinking in his heart. However, it was visible to the naked eye that the worry between his brows was still slowly growing. He began to stamp his feet and slam the table unconsciously, and finally he even stood up from his seat and began to walk around the office, becoming more and more upset.
Finally, after walking around the office several times, the man, who could no longer bear the urgent thoughts in his heart, walked back to his desk, put his hand into his underwear pocket, and finally took out a little mouse. He put the little mouse on the table and spoke softly to him.
"Sir Alex, what's the situation now? Have all the black dogs been lured into the trap? How is my mission going?"
The man spoke to the little mouse on the table, and the little mouse began to move after a pause. It scampered around on the man's desk for a while and knocked over a bottle of ink. It dipped a little ink with its claws and then scribbled a short phrase on a blank piece of paper in a crooked and awkward manner.
"Don't bother me now!"
"Yes, yes, yes! I won't bother you anymore. I'm just nervous. I will continue to wait for your news here!"
The man who was the chief of the police station hastily apologized to the little mouse on the desk. Hearing his words, the mouse stopped again and lay motionless on the table. The man immediately picked up the mouse, put it back into his shirt pocket, then he breathed a sigh of relief and sat back on his desk.
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Adele and Ed were still sitting in a teahouse not far from the Coal Ash District Police Station. Through the vision provided by the corpse dolls in the police station, both of them saw the scene that just happened in the director's office. At this moment, both of them showed a playful expression on their faces.
"That mouse... is a meat puppet? He is talking to the meat puppet, and through the meat puppet he is passing his words to the meat puppet's controller?"
Touching her chin, Adele analyzed the situation and spoke, while Ed in front of her nodded and spoke.
"Yes, because those guys know that you have the 'Cup' spiritual perception, which can detect the meat puppets without the 'Shadow' item protection. Small meat puppets cannot wear extraordinary props, so the director first put on the 'Shadow' props himself, and then carried the small meat puppet close to his body, so that your spiritual perception can be blocked."
Drinking his tea, Ed looked out the window at the police station in the distance and continued speaking.
"The police station is a public place, not your own home. It is difficult to build an altar inside to communicate remotely. The Dream Anchor Seal requires both parties to be in their dreams at the same time for communication. If there is no other way to notify the other party to go to bed in advance, using it to transmit information will be less effective. If you use a telegram, transcoding and translation will take a long time. If you don't understand this, you will need to arrange additional staff.
"So the director, who is the eyes and ears of the police, wants to pass on his information to the mastermind in a timely manner. The best way is probably to carry a small meat puppet controlled by the mastermind. If he has anything to say, he can just take out the meat puppet and tell it. It's very convenient, just like using a mobile phone to make a call. It's a meat phone."
"Cell phone? Telephone?" Adele tilted her head and said as she listened to the strange words coming out of Ed's mouth. Dorothy was slightly stunned after hearing her words, and then she forced Ed to continue explaining.
"Hmm... I've seen this in a secret ancient book. It's a kind of extraordinary item used by ancient civilizations. It can transmit information very efficiently over thousands of miles. It's 100% reliable and very efficient. It's more powerful than most of the extraordinary items and methods now."
Dorothy asked Ed to explain this, and what she said was basically true. Many extraordinary means of communication in this world are indeed not as efficient as mobile phones. Her own "Sea Voyage Log" is actually equivalent to the functions of WeChat and QQ.
䀴Based on the fact that the invention of the internal combustion engine has the ability to detect poisons, the technology of the telephone probably also has the ability to detect poisons. If I really make a telephone, there is nothing wrong with calling it an extraordinary item.
"A phone... a cell phone... an extraordinary item that can efficiently transmit information? Interesting... I hope I can see it one day. But now is the most important thing, detective... now that the other party's spies have been found, what are you going to do with it?" Adele said to Ed again, and Ed at this time also frowned and answered thoughtfully.
"For now, it's not very useful. The mastermind behind this doesn't seem to want to pay attention to the director now. He didn't answer the director's questions just now. We can't extract any key information from it.
"Although I can try to seize control of the mouse's phone and pretend to be the mastermind to get information from the director, if the control is interrupted, the mastermind will notice it. Alerting the mastermind now is not a good option."
Ed said this with embarrassment. He also told Dorothy about her difficulties. Although they have found the spies of the mastermind behind the scenes, they still have no way to find his location because the mastermind did not reveal any valuable information.
"So...what can we do now to find that guy?"
Dorothy thought about this while sitting in the carriage, and after a while she had an idea.
"I have it... maybe we can try this..."
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