"Click!" With the sound of the door closing, Forsi, who was paralyzed on the sofa, slowly turned her head. After seeing it was Xio, she turned her head back again, but before she could enter the room again, she turned her head back.
In a hazy state, half asleep but not asleep, Xiu rushed up with a few steps and asked solemnly in a majestic voice:
"Forsi, tell me quickly, what did you do last night? Does the death of Ambassador Intis have anything to do with you?"
"What did you do?" Forsi was a little confused by the question and shook his head slightly:
"Who did you say died?"
"Really?" Xio looked at Forsi carefully to make sure that she didn't seem to be lying, and then he breathed a sigh of relief, "You suddenly went out last night, and I thought this matter had something to do with you. It would be best if it wasn't...
…”
"Don't you know what my level is? How could I assassinate the ambassador...wait, ambassador?" Forsi laughed twice and finally came to his senses. Then, his whole body went numb.
"Ambassador Intis?"
"You don't really know anything, do you?" Xio realized that Forsi's reaction was abnormal. He handed the newspaper he brought back to Forsi and looked at the headline "Ambassador Intis was assassinated, and the Aurora Society announced this."
After receiving the news that he was responsible for this incident, Forsi shook his head vigorously:
"I don't know! How could I know! I just went to the Church of Steam and Mechanics last night."
"That's it." Xio nodded, as if she believed what Forsi said, but just when Forsi relaxed, she suddenly said coldly:
"What are you doing in the Mechanicum?"
"I'm going to report... Xio!" Forsi glanced at Xio angrily, but found that Xio was looking at him with worried eyes. He lost his temper and could only say helplessly:
"Yesterday I received a commission asking me to report a fraudster to the church, that's it."
"The commission...the commission given to you by Mr. Penridax? You didn't go by yourself, right?" Xio frowned, and Forsi rolled his eyes when he heard this:
"You think I'm the same as you! I used a piece of candy to find a child to help deliver the letter, and the content also used words cut out from the newspaper, so there will be no problem!"
Having said this, Forsi silently added in his mind——
"And that letter was sacrificed to Mr. Fool in advance, blocking the divination in advance."
"That's good." Xio let out a long sigh of relief, as if he was worried that Xio would ask anything else. Forsi rolled his eyes and suddenly pointed to a tofu section in the newspaper and said:
"Hey, there is a gathering of extraordinary people tomorrow night. Do you want to go?"
"Well, maybe we can come across the Sheriff's potion ingredients..."
…
In Backlund, Queens District, in the mansion of Viscount Gray Lint, the sweet dance music still sounded throughout the mansion as always.
Although the sensational coma incident occurred in the West End only last night, it obviously only gave the aristocrats living in Queens a little more to talk about.
Singing and dancing are the standard life attitude of the aristocratic class.
However, as the host of the banquet, Viscount Gray Lint was not in a good mood, because today, Audrey came again.
Well, it's okay that Audrey came, but also came, and that damn veterinarian!
"Audrey, I said you are...well, what do I want to say?"
Seeing Viscount Gray Linte suddenly start scratching his head like a curly-haired baboon in the middle of his words, Audrey gently covered her mouth, narrowed her eyes into a crescent shape, and said with a slight smile:
"I think Gray Linte is quite pitiful..."
"No, I think it's more pitiful for him to think about you and me alone in the piano room." Snow shook his head with an expression of "I'm doing it for his own good." Audrey also smiled when she heard this.
He turned around and glanced at the stupid maid Anne who had also forgotten her master, and walked towards the piano room with brisk steps.
"Mr. Devil, did you do it last night?" Audrey asked curiously when she came to the piano room and didn't wait for the door to close.
"What are you asking about?" Snow showed a sunny smile, as if he didn't understand what you were talking about.
"Of course it's that Ambassador Beckron! It's a pity that this matter couldn't be exposed, and it ended up being the work of the Aurora Society..." Audrey said with an unhappy tone, as if she was very angry that she couldn't announce it to the world.
Tarot skills are just as powerful.
"Oh, I did do this. It's a pity that there are no companions in the Hunter path in the Tarot Club, otherwise he would have all the potions up to Sequence Six." Snow said in a somewhat exaggerated tone, and Audrey immediately remembered
After reading the knowledge about "Extraordinary Characteristics" shared by Mr. Fool before, I felt a little uncomfortable, but I quickly adjusted myself and asked with curiosity on my face:
"Can you tell me how you did it?"
"No!" Snow put on a gentle smile, but decisively refused:
"Issues involving personal extraordinary abilities are very important secrets in the extraordinary circle. You cannot ask them casually!"
"Mr. Devil is so stingy!" Audrey thought with a little regret, then rolled her eyes, stood up as if she had a good idea, and said with a little pride in her tone:
"Let's practice the piano first! Let me see if you have been lazy these two days! Let's play Victor's Fourth Piano Concerto first... Well, just the first measure."
"Hey! Dear Teacher Audrey, isn't this too obvious for you?" Snow grinned, feeling amused by Audrey's little temperament that she would take revenge immediately after making it clear, but when she saw the other party's expression
Even with such an obvious cute expression, I sat obediently on the piano bench and started playing according to the music score.
The keys alternated rapidly, turning into slightly noisy notes. Snow's fingers jumped quickly on the piano, making each note appear where it should be.
One bar of piano music was not long, and Snow quickly finished playing. Audrey crossed her arms and looked like a stern teacher. Although she looked like that, Snow could tell at a glance
It turns out that Audrey was probably imitating a tutor she was familiar with.
"Ahem!" Audrey deliberately cleared her throat to enhance her sense of majesty, then looked down at Snow who was sitting on the piano bench, and said in an oppressive tone:
"The pitch is good, but the sense of music is too bad! You just play the music according to the score! You must appreciate the connotation of this piece of music and understand the feeling it wants to express! Music is not a rigid copy, but an interpretation...
…”
"So?" Snow raised his eyebrows and looked at Audrey with some amusement, who was enjoying "being a teacher".
"..." Audrey suddenly got stuck. She took two steps forward with a little embarrassment, and then pretended to be serious, "Well, I'll play it again and you can see the difference with your performance."
