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"So he's alive until now!" replied Vieri faintly.

"Gentlemen, do you know what happened to me?" Cairns looked expectantly at the two men, "I'm in so much pain, I think I'll go crazy if I can't get rid of the whispering in my head!".

"Your account is very detailed, Mr. Keynes, and it is not difficult to understand!" said Andre lightly, "In short, you have been targeted by 'treacherous spirits'!"

"What is a ghost?" said Keynes, and was creepy.

"It's our job!" Andre explained, "There are generally three types of paranormal phenomena in Samsara Town, the arcane part is under the jurisdiction of the occultists, the illegal necromancer and gravedigger are under the watch of the death bailiff, and we 'rat catcher association' specialize in dealing with the spooky and evil spirits, also known as 'treacherous spirits'!"

"I thought the 'Rat Catcher's Society' was dedicated to rodent infestations!" Keynes said sluggishly.

"That's part of the job, and in a way, treacherous and rodent infestations are one and the same, they're both extremely contagious, and if you're not careful, you can cause massive damage!" Andre smiled.

Hearing the words "mass injury", Keynes's already iron-blue face turned a little pale, "Two gentlemen, how should I solve my trouble?

Andrei glanced back at Vieri, who shrugged.

"For you, free, Mr. Keynes. André smiled at Keynes, "But Mr. Morvach is going to bleed this time!".

"You go straight back to the cemetery now, and tell Morvach that we will take care of your business and let him settle you down, and say that it was my arrangement!" Vieri said after André's words.

"Can't I go home?" Keynes was stunned, he didn't want to stay in the cemetery for even a second!

"As he said, the spirits are extremely contagious!" Vieri said, pointing at André and Keynes, "you don't want your family to be infected!"

"Of course!" Keynes shook his head quickly.

"Go, wait for us at the cemetery!" said Vieri, "if you are afraid, let Rose accompany you!

Keynes hesitated and left.

Vieri, after seeing Keynes's back disappearing into the ghetto through the window, said to André, "Speak to Morvach on the phone and tell him that as soon as Keynes returns, find a way to lock him and Rose in the same room, and that we must not let him out until we come!"

"He's about to explode?" Andre frowned, "Why don't you deal with it here?".

"Not so fast!" Vieri shook his head, and he took the half of the nameplate out of the drawer again, "It won't happen until he gets the other half of the nameplate, but that half of the nameplate will frantically lure him to limit his range of activity to the cemetery first, and we have time to prepare!"

"Understood!" Andre nodded, picked up the phone on the desk and dialed Mr. Morvach's number.

After waiting for Andre to finish explaining, Vieri hung up the phone, and said with a smile: "Next, it's our turn to Miss Lavinia." "

"I'm ready to listen to her complain all week!" Andrei smiled wryly, "I hope Morvach's 'compensation' will satisfy little Jasmine!".

"If I don't get paid satisfactorily this time, I'll resign!" Miss Lavinia said to Vieri's office, and after listening to the plea of the two, she huffed, "The association can't open the pot anymore, and it's okay to get rid of you to do some serious things! Relying on the Chamber of Commerce's 'anti-trick subsidy' is not enough to maintain the association's expenses!".

"Mr. Morvach is a generous man!" said Andre to Miss Lavinia, "and this time the 'artifact' is gold!"

"I'm in charge of the loot this time!" Miss Lavinia stared at the two men bargaining.

"Deal!" Vieri agreed, standing up and shoving a cigarette into his mouth, "I'll go out for a cigarette!"

"He's like that again!" muttered Miss Lavinia as she looked at Vieri's back.

André placed a blank piece of paper in front of Miss Lavinia, then handed her a pen and said with a smile: "Everyone has things they don't want to face, you know, dear little Jasmine!".

"Don't call me little Jasmine!" Miss Lavinia snapped up, then held up her pen with her eyes closed.

The temperature of the room cooled the moment Miss Lavinia closed her eyes, and André exhaled a white breath and stared at Miss Lavinia's right hand.

I never get tired of seeing this scene! He had a happy expression on his face.

Miss Lavinia's eyes opened, and the beautiful green pupils in her eyes disappeared, replaced by pure white pupils, and countless black silk threads emerged from the pore of her right hand holding the pen, and the silk threads converged near her right arm, gradually forming a humanoid silhouette, and behind that silhouette reflected a pedestal made of stone, and the silhouette sat on the pedestal, and her hands connected to Miss Lavinia's right hand through silk threads, and then her right hand began to draw quickly and automatically on the white paper like a marionette in the hand of a humanoid silhouette.

When the white paper was smeared, the silhouette of the humanoid and the pedestal disappeared at the same time, and the black thread gradually crept back into the pores of Miss Lavinia's right arm.

Miss Lavinia's beautiful green eyes returned, she dropped her pen and let out a long exhale, and Andre, who was waiting on the sidelines, delivered the whole bottle of whiskey to her as quickly as he could.

Miss Lavinia gulped down the cheap whiskey from her bottle until her pretty cheeks turned red.

"Hmm!" said Miss Lavinia, and André hurried to bring the garbage basket to her mouth.

"Vomit!" Miss Lavinia vomited as she hugged the garbage basket, spitting out all the liquor she had just drunk, and the room was filled with a strong smell of alcohol.

"Are you feeling better?" asked Andre with concern, handing Miss Lavinia tissues and water.

"As a lady, I owe you such a rude thing!" said Miss Lavinia, drunkenly rinsing her mouth with water.

"Rest well!" said Andre, patting Miss Lavinia on the shoulder, and went out the door with the smeared paper.

"You want information!" André found Vieri on the balcony and handed him the paper.

"Is little Jasmine alright?" Vieri asked André as he took the paper.

"You should be by her side!" Andre lit his cigarette, "she would love to have you by her side while she did this!".

Vieri did not answer, focusing on the paper.

"The silhouette of that figure is getting clearer and clearer!" André continued, "and I can already see the facial features faintly!".

Vieri finally turned his attention from the paper to Andre, and the two looked at each other for a moment, Vieri nodded slightly, "Got it!"

Then move on to the paper.

There

were strange words written on the paper, which André couldn't read at all, not even Miss Lavinia, who wrote it, could not read it herself, only Vieri could read it!

However, in addition to the unintelligible text, Miss Lavinia also drew a portrait with a curved back, a long chin, a face full of wrinkles and small granular sarcomas, and a small rat-faced man next to the portrait.

This is something that Andre can understand, and he knows that this old woman and the rat-faced man are exactly the target this time!

"Not the one you're looking for?" asked Andre, seeing Vieri's look of disappointment.

Vieri shook his head slightly, and handed the information to Andre, "She is an 'immortal believer'! she was blessed and instructed by an 'immortal' to try to summon that 'immortal' through rituals, but Miss Lavinia can't describe which 'immortal' it is!".

"It seems that the 'Immortal' personality is very high!" Andre smiled disapprovingly.

"Prepare, her abilities are a little tricky!" Vieri added.

"Interesting!" Andre smiled, looking at the portrait on the paper.