Chapter 284 Audrey's Response
In Queens, the Hall family's luxurious villa has a living room with floor-to-ceiling glass windows.
Audrey sat by the coffee table, her eyes fixed on the woman opposite her who looked only in her 20s but was dressed in an exaggerated and glamorous manner. The latter lit a candle, the flame of which was a strange light blue. It was only a very thin wisp, but it filled the entire reception room with the same color.
"Hello, Miss Hall. Let me introduce myself. I'm Daly Simone, a consultant to the police and a somewhat accomplished 'psychic'."
Her lipstick was the same color as the candle, and she also wore thick eye makeup of the same color. She introduced herself in a low, slow voice, which made Audrey look confused and curious.
"Psychic? Is that the kind that can communicate with spirits as the legend says?"
She expressed some knowledge of occult knowledge at the right time, because the other party must have investigated herself before the conversation.
"No, that's just what I say to the outside world. Actually, I'm an expert at reading people's expressions and spotting their weaknesses. For example, I know your current expression is just a disguise. Have you actually seen a real Beyonder?"
Daly took out a small bottle and dripped the liquid inside onto the blue candle flame. The liquid evaporated with a hissing sound, and a calming fragrance penetrated Audrey's nose, slightly restraining her real "panic".
"You...how did you know..." Audrey, whose disguise had been exposed, was somewhat stunned, her tone uncertain. "I have indeed met a few Beyonders. They are 'diviners' and 'pharmacists'. I am quite attracted to them, but please don't tell my father. He always wants me to stay away from such things."
"Please rest assured, this is just a private conversation, and I am not interested in the nobles' diverse hobbies."
The other party's gentle tone seemed to come from all directions, making the scene in front of Audrey a little blurry, and the colors became more intense and abstract. Then, her limbs became weak, and her head above her neck felt heavy, as if she had dozed off during a private lesson, and it seemed as if she would fall asleep at any moment.
But I am still conscious, thanks to Miss Queen's reminder and Mr. Fool's angel!
Encountering such a strange scene, Audrey became even more excited.
Last night, after "Queen" Miss Irene informed her of her safety through Mr. Fool, she had warned her that she might face scrutiny from official Beyonders like the Nightwatchmen. Mr. Fool then made some preparations for this, teaching Audrey a simple ritual that led her to a strange state known in mysticism as "artificial sleepwalking." During this sleepwalking, one of His sacred and majestic angels descended before Audrey, enveloping her in twelve pairs of wings and protecting her.
In mythological texts, those with so many wings are called "archangels", the archangels of our Tarot Club!
Unable to conceal her excitement, Audrey pursed her lips and quickly adjusted her facial expression, acting as if she were in a daze and dreaming.
I believe that after the performance of "the secret was exposed" just now, this female night watchman has relaxed her vigilance. As long as she can deal with this psychic communication, given the status of the Hall family, there will not be a second similar scrutiny.
"Why did you go to the Hillston area yesterday evening, and who went with you?"
Daly's figure opposite was blurry, only her eyes, which were very similar in color to Audrey's, appeared in the mist and looked over here.
"I...I was attending a psychology seminar at Ms. Eslant's invitation," Audrey said hesitantly, as if she was recalling something carefully. "With me were our maid, Annie, two guards my father had arranged, and my friend, Miss Irene Watson."
Looking at Daly's inquiring green eyes, Audrey's thoughts surged, and after a moment she added.
"She, she is a true extraordinary person, a 'diviner'."
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After putting away the candles and hydrosol, Daly watched the girl's confused eyes turn clear. She shook her head, and her long golden hair trembled like waves.
"Thank you for your cooperation, Miss Hall. You seem a little sleepy. Let's stop here for today."
As if it was just a simple conversation, Daly ended the inquiry with a smile.
"Okay, okay." Audrey rubbed her eyes and said apologetically, "Maybe I didn't sleep well last night. You know, what happened last night was so horrible... Oh, by the way, my friend and I got separated last night, and I haven't seen her since. Irene Watson, do you have any news about her?"
"Miss Watson wasn't found at the scene. Perhaps she left on her own. You might run into her again today." Daly stood up from the sofa and continued, "If Miss Watson contacts you, could you invite her to your home soon?"
"There's a tea party this Wednesday afternoon and I'll be inviting friends over, but do you have anything to do with her?"
Audrey looked at Daly with a suspicious look on her face. Daly shook her head slightly and said:
"No, we just want to confirm her whereabouts and safety. We won't question her in person."
—Instead, it was being examined secretly, in dreams, and it wasn't my responsibility. Perhaps it was Soest, or Leonard who had just arrived in Backlund, or some other "nightmare"...
Daly added in her mind.
After saying goodbye to the still somewhat confused noble lady, Daly walked out of the reception room and met Leonard who was waiting at the door. Leonard was chatting with a handsome man with short blond hair. When he saw Daly come out, he hurried to greet her.
"Ms. Daly, what's the problem with that young lady?"
"She was just a little frightened and a little sleepy, nothing serious else happened to her."
Daly didn't look at Leonard, but spoke to the man behind him.
"Thank you, and thank you for the church's help. My father and I hope this matter ends here and doesn't disturb Audrey's life anymore. She shouldn't be exposed to those things."
Hibbert Hall first expressed his gratitude, and then his tone changed, and he seriously expressed the wishes of the Hall family. It was obvious that he was not completely ignorant of extraordinary powers.
"Mr. Hall, don't worry. The murderer who caused a disturbance in Hillston yesterday is dead. We are just doing a routine procedure."
Daly replied calmly that the Hall family were all believers in the goddess and continued to donate to the church every year. Before coming here, Anthony Stevenson, the head of the Backlund Diocese and one of the church's thirteen archbishops, had warned them in person not to use any extreme means in their inquiries. Even if there were any minor issues, as long as they did not involve this case or were harmful to the church, they could be "put aside."
"That's good," Hibbert's tone returned to normal. He nodded to the waiter beside him and said, "Send the two officers away."
"This weekend, I will go to St. Samuel's Church to speak on behalf of my father about the establishment of a foundation to help the poor in the East End."
He added.
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Audrey, who was standing behind the door, listened to the seemingly calm but actually tense conversation outside and sighed inwardly.
Hibbert's stern warning was deliberately raised in pitch so that she could hear it through the door. It was unclear whether it was an indirect reminder from her father or the careful consideration of her eldest brother.
But no matter what, after this incident, I will definitely be protected more comprehensively by my father and brother, and I will probably have no chance to come into contact with the "Psychological Alchemy Society" in the short term.
Moreover, she was somewhat curious about the sudden attack from Islant, who was obviously a tempter from the Psychological Alchemist Society. She was still confused about what happened yesterday. Perhaps, she could only get the answer at the Tarot meeting in the afternoon.
Miss "Queen" will surely answer all my questions...
Thinking about the other party's decisive action last night and the tall figure holding a gun standing between herself and Islant, she looked at Susie who was tilting her head to the side, and was extremely looking forward to today's Tarot Club.
"Mmm woof?"
The large golden retriever crossed its front legs over its chest and made a puzzled sound.
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At three o'clock on Monday afternoon, in the magnificent palace filled with gray fog, crimson lights flashed, and Tarot Club members from all over the world appeared at the bronze table.
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