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Dunn's face finally showed some surprise. He thought for a moment and asked, "Then do you know what's special about her?"

"Well, as far as I know, Fors is a very, very lazy lady. She usually writes novels or rests on the sofa. If it weren't for her friends, she would even skip some social activities. _Fox/Love, Smell_Blood?, No?Correct*Content/Oh, by the way, she is also a Beyonder."

"You mean, her social circle is very clean, so it's hard for her to make enemies with others?"

"That's right."

Dunn picked up his pipe again and fell into thought.

Edward quickly added: "Of course, it may also be that I don't know her well enough and don't know what she has done privately."

"Okay. I will continue to investigate this lady. If there is any new progress, please contact me at any time."

"Captain, be careful."

He put his gentleman's hat back on, smiled, flicked the brim with his fingers, opened the door and left. If it weren't for the big beard on his face, this set of movements would have been quite dashing.

"How much does Xio know about Fors' disappearance?"

Edward did not delay and set out immediately.

Lilith burped and was happily washing her face. When she saw Edward was about to go out, she quickly climbed onto his shoulders and said crisply, "Edward, where are you going? I want to go too."

...

The house rented by Fors and Hugh in Cherwood.

Edward missed.

This is not surprising. Given the relationship between the two of them, if one of them disappeared, the other would naturally not stay at home and wait.

After saying sorry in his heart, he slipped into the house. Lilith immediately jumped out of his arms and looked around curiously.

"Oh, Edward, it's such a mess here!"

The living room was in a mess. There was a rolled-up blanket on the sofa, and a faint human-shaped indentation could be seen from lying there for a long time. The trash can was full of crumpled manuscript papers, probably some waste manuscripts.

A thick sheet of manuscript paper was spread out on the desk, with the top page half-written. The fountain pen was lying on the side, not even capped. Before Fors left, he certainly didn't expect that he would never come back.

The ashtray was filled with cigarette butts, which was enough to show how strong Fors's smoking addiction was the night before. If she hadn't been a Beyonder with a strong physique, she would have died sooner or later if she had continued to smoke like this!

"In fact, there are two girls living here."

Of course, the mess in the house has little to do with whether they are girls or not, but mainly their work and personality: Xio is always careless, leaving home early and returning late to help people "arbitrate", so it is not realistic to expect her to clean the house; as for Fors, she either lies down and smokes, or smokes while working on a manuscript, or sleeps and pretends to be dead. She is the source of the mess in the house!

So, no matter what you do, don't be an author!

Edward walked to the desk, looked at the cigarette butt with teeth marks on it and hesitated for a moment, then turned and walked into the bedroom. He successfully found a few long hairs beside the pillow - these naturally belonged to Fors.

After writing "Fors's current location" on the parchment, he took a chair, sat down, and closed his eyes.

After a blurry and illusory scene, he saw Fors standing at the counter of the store holding a pack of cigarettes. When the boss turned around to get something, she suddenly seemed to step into empty air and then disappeared out of thin air.

The next second, with a "pop", everything disappeared.

The dream is shattered.

It was exactly the same as when I divined Klein before!

Edward popped out the gold coin: "Klein and Fors are together now."

If the gold coin slips out of your hand and rolls away, it means that the divination has failed.

He frowned and thought for a while, and soon made a decision -

We still have to find Arrodes.

...

Arrodes's private room.

As soon as Edward walked in, words full of licking appeared on the mirror:

"Mr. Edward, do you have any news about my most beloved and greatest master?" - At the end there is still an expectant big-eyed cute emoticon.

"I guess so."

Arrodes' eyes sparkled, as if they had just lit up: "Where is he?"

Edward said, "Someone told me that he is probably in an independent space that has been protected by anti-divination or hidden... Wait, which one of us is the magic mirror? Why did you come up and ask us questions first?"

The mirror of Arrodes flickered a few times, "Next you can ask me two questions in a row."

Edward took out Fors's hair and said, "I want to know where the owner of this hair is. ~Zero Point Reading! _Drunk. Salary Cockroach-Festival/埂\New-哙~"

The image in the mirror changes immediately:

What meets the eye is still the heavy snow all over the sky.

A small town was faintly visible in the snow-white land. The camera quickly zoomed in and Fors was talking with an unlit cigarette in his mouth.

The scene flashed, combining the previous scene of Klein with Fors. They were walking side by side on the road in the town and chatting.

"She is in that separate space just like my master."

If Fors really went to the same place as Klein, then her disappearance would really be "different" from others, but what was special about her?

Edward thought for a moment, "Then are the other people who are missing in Backlund also in the same situation as them?"

"Yes, the Mechanical Heart asked me this question before, but I couldn't sense the existence of those people at that time. It was not until the master went there that I could indirectly sense where they were through a certain... aura on the master's body." After a pause, Arrodes asked, "Do you have anything else to ask?"

"What do you think is the difference between Fors and the other missing persons?"

"The place where she disappeared was different from the others. The others disappeared outside Backlund, but not her."

Edward rolled his eyes. "What I want to ask is... why did she disappear in a different place from the others? Is there anything different about her?"

Blood-red words appeared on Arrodes' mirror: "According to the principle of reciprocity, it's my turn to ask questions."

Edward: "…"

"I'm sorry, as an extraordinary object, I can break the rules occasionally, but overall I can't completely control myself."

It explained, and immediately asked a question: "You want to know, Fors, why the place of disappearance is different from others, right?"

"hold head high."

Arrodes' mirror flickered. "Based on the information I have, there are probably the following possibilities. First, Fors's occupation is different from the other missing persons. She is the only author among them. Second, she is the only one who has been cursed by some unknown curse. Third, she is the only Beyonder who is on the apprentice path."

Edward thought for a moment:

"What other questions do you think I can ask you?"

"I'm sorry, but I can't provide you with any more help to help you rescue my master."

A broken mirror, what use are you to?

"Arrodes."

Edward then said earnestly: "At this point, you probably won't be able to help your master well in the future. You should grow further."

Arrodes: "I will try my best, Mr. Edward." - Serious face.

"See you later."

Edward didn't have the heart to talk to it anymore, so he turned and left the room, and soon found Ikanser again.

"Deacon Ikanser, I have finished asking Arrodes questions."

"Any progress on your friend's disappearance?"

Edward shook his head. "Not much progress."

After a pause, he continued, "By the way, Mr. Ikanser, my friend's disappearance is not an isolated case. As far as I know, there have been nearly dozens of disappearances in Backlund. It is very likely related to this."

Ikanser's expression straightened: "In fact, we have been investigating this matter for some time."

"Well, I've heard about that, but I suspect this matter is likely to involve a high-sequence Beyonder or a Sealed Object."

"!!"

Ikanser made a prompt decision: "I will report this to the higher-ups right away!"

"Hard."

After leaving the Mechanical Heart, Edward headed straight for the Church of Evernight and skillfully sent out a series of three reports: this time, he also reported the "conjecture" that the Witch Cult wanted to advance to Sequence 3.

As for the last Storm Church, he hesitated.

Edward had serious suspicions. He had just reported the matter to the old pigeons, but they took him down as a suspect. So he simply asked the Night Watchman of the Church of Night to inform the Punisher as well.

...

Rune, MI9 office.

Deputy Director Chounas Kilger leaned back in a large and luxurious sofa. This major general deputy director had unusually broad shoulders, which made his white shirt and black vest look unusually tight. He had a high nose bridge, and his eyes were deep blue, almost black. His face was always calm, and no overly strong emotions could be seen on it.

Some people said that this was because he was born into a spy agency and developed a habit - a spy who couldn't disguise himself wouldn't survive for long. He was playing with an exquisite pocket watch in his hand, and his tone was calm:

"So, that incident has now attracted the attention of the three major churches?"

The subordinate was unusually nervous: "Yes... yes."

"It's been over a month, and not only can't you find a maid, but everyone knows about it. Do you think you are still qualified to stay in MI9?"

The subordinate lowered his head and dared not refute.

The pocket watch turned over between Qonas Kilger's fingers. He was silent for a while, then waved his hand casually:

"If you can find someone in front of the three major churches, let's forget about this matter. If not... let's go to Ruins No. 1."

"Yes, sir!"

At this time, Qonas Kilger turned his head slightly and looked at the empty sofa next to him: "Mr. Rambis, what do you think about this matter?"

The air seemed to be twisted, and an old man suddenly appeared on the empty sofa. He was wearing a shirt, a vest, and a dark red bow tie. His hair was completely white but still thick. He had a gentle and elegant temperament, and his blue eyes seemed to be full of wisdom and knowledge.

"I'm sorry, I only know that the person you're looking for is at the junction of reality and fantasy. I don't know where it is, nor do I know how to get there. But this place is man-made. Finding that person is equivalent to finding what you want."

"Tsk, could you be more straightforward?"

The old man smiled and said, "That person should be an author."

"I see. In the end, we still have to find someone."

Jonas Kilger stood up. "Hey, there hasn't been any progress with the Rogue Black Emperor and the Tarot-related organizations, so we have to do something else."

...