The crimson moon outside the window was obscured by the clouds. The moonlight that penetrated through the curtains could barely outline the outlines of the large items in the bedroom. Darkness and gloom became the main theme of the room.
Klein sat in such an environment without being in a hurry to leave.
He looked at Dr. Allen, who was sleeping soundly on the bed, and quietly analyzed the scenes he had seen in his dream.
Will Auceptin finally held the Wheel of Fortune card in his hand. And in such a dream, everything has a symbolic meaning. It's all a revelation obtained from his Astral Projection … In other words, Will Auceptin's matter is related to fate. In addition, that silver serpent might very well represent the Snake of Mercury. This child might be related to a High-Sequence Beyonder or some strange Sealed Artifact of the Monster pathway …
His danger stems from the Snake of Mercury coveting him or the strange Sealed Artifact he's involved in?
But the Snake of Mercury is a Sequence 1, an existence that's closest to a deity. Just the name itself reflects "His" high status. It's impossible for "Him" to be unable to do anything to a child like Will Auceptin. That Amon, who I still don't know if he's a Sequence 1, 2, or 3, had nearly infiltrated the world above the gray fog with just an avatar …
From the looks of it, this matter isn't that simple. There must be a huge secret hidden behind it.
With this in mind, Klein decided to back down.
This sounds very dangerous. Besides, that tarot card might not be a mystical item. What's special is very likely Will Auceptin himself. Yes, apart from having nightmares, Dr. Allen has already recovered from his troubles. There's no reason for me to involve myself in this matter. It's impossible for me to take the initiative to perform on this matter. It's practically equivalent to suicide … Yes, yes, I have to follow my heart's wishes! Klein used his black-gloved right palm to support himself on the surface of the dressing table and slowly stood up.
After entering the dream, he was completely certain that Dr. Allen's nightmares stemmed from the revelation his Astral Projection had received from the spirit world. And that revelation was deliberately created and provided by a high-level existence. The paper crane was a positioning tool.
According to a certain chapter in the Book of Secrets, Klein could also attempt to use the paper crane to find Dr. Allen's Astral Projection that was roaming the spirit world and secretly observe where the revelations came from. However, he had already decided not to get involved.
Klein stretched his body. With his last bit of curiosity, he took out Dr. Allen's leather wallet and took out the paper crane.
He placed the paper cranes on the tip of his cane and held them at the same time. Then, his eyes darkened and he muttered to himself,
"Will Auceptin's current position."
After repeating the divination statement seven times, a breeze suddenly swirled in the room, bringing with it a chill that felt like it was blowing at the soul.
Klein loosened his right palm. The cane stood steadily at first, then fell down with the paper crane, slanting towards the bed.
"There …" Klein frowned slightly. He changed his position and repeated the divination. He successfully received feedback.
And the point of intersection of the two divination was Dr. Allen!
Will Auceptin's position overlaps with Dr. Allen … That's interesting … Klein muttered to himself in amusement and surprise.
His curiosity rose to the extreme.
Although he didn't plan on getting involved in this matter, he wanted to figure out why there was an overlap.
Hmm … I'll divine the paper crane above the gray fog. With the gray fog blocking it, there shouldn't be any accidents … Klein quickly had a new idea.
And as it wasn't convenient to hold a summoning ritual in Dr. Allen's bedroom, he decided to bring the paper crane home first.
He was actually prepared for this. Before coming, Klein wasn't sure of the seriousness of the matter. He had the thought of finding Will Auceptin to see if he could obtain the tarot cards. Therefore, he had prepared another paper crane ahead of time. He planned on using it to replace the original one so that it would make it easier for him to do all kinds of divination. He would exchange it back when the problem was resolved.
With this in mind, Klein took out the paper crane he had prepared from his pocket.
He had deliberately folded it above the gray fog to prevent Dr. Allen from suddenly deciding to hand over items related to Will Auceptin to the Church of the Evernight Goddess, allowing the fake him to be divined.
Being thorough and detailed in advance indeed makes things a lot simpler … Klein praised himself.
With the help of the thin moonlight, he seriously compared Will Auceptin's paper crane to the one he had folded to see if there were any obvious differences.
Klein immediately fell silent.
His handicraft skills are inferior to a child's …
Actually, they're both paper cranes, so there's not much of a difference. Mine is at most a little crude. As long as Allen doesn't repeatedly study the original one, he definitely won't be able to tell that it has been switched … Klein silently muttered to himself, took out a coin, and used divination to make a final confirmation.
After receiving a confirmation, he placed the paper crane he had folded into Allen's wallet and returned it to its original spot. He then cleaned up the scene and left 3 Burnham Road with Will Auceptin's paper crane.
With the dowsing rod method, Klein successfully returned home. While he was taking a bath, he used the method of summoning himself to send the paper crane and the Master Key above the gray fog.
Sitting in the silent palace, he picked up the paper crane and carefully examined it for a few seconds, but he didn't find anything abnormal.
Then, Klein conjured a pen and paper and wrote the same divination statement as before.
"Will Auceptin's current location."
This time, he switched to using dream divination. In the gray and fragmented World, Will Auceptin was pleasantly surprised to see an image appear.
It was a dark room. The strong-looking, black-eyed Will Auceptin leaned on a chair and leaned against the desk in front of the window, looking at the scenery outside.
He held a stack of tarot cards in each hand, and beside him was a pile of building blocks.
The building blocks formed a ring-shaped snake with its head and tail connected.
The scene outside the window was equally dark, with only the faint sound of flowing water.
The dream silently ended there. Klein opened his eyes and tapped the edge of the long bronze table with his finger. He muttered silently to himself, "That's right.
He silently muttered to himself, The Ouroboros. Is it really the Snake of Mercury? The Snake of Mercury that represents fate …
There's the sound of flowing water outside the window. This means that Will Auceptin's current location is close to the Tussock River?
Previously, I divined that his location overlapped with Dr. Allen's. Was he interfered with by fate?
Seeing that the divination above the gray fog could only provide such a revelation, Klein was no longer perturbed by his curiosity. He reluctantly made an interpretation and planned on switching the paper crane back tomorrow night. He would find an opportunity to give Dr. Allen some pointers and get him to inform the bishop of the Evernight Goddess's cathedral.
It's better to leave such matters to the regular army … Klein chuckled softly and returned to the real World.
After a leisurely bath, he didn't bother with anything else and crawled into bed.
After an unknown period of time, Klein suddenly woke up. He rationally realized that he was dreaming. He was in the living room flipping through the Book of Secrets.
Th-this familiar feeling … He habitually put on a blank expression as he turned his head to look at the door.
The door creaked open, and a figure wearing a grey coat walked in.
He was about thirty years old, with thin cheeks, a broad forehead, and a pair of deep blue eyes that looked rather wise.
I'm not Captain … Klein suddenly let out a self-deprecating laugh and silently exhaled. He then turned the Book of Secrets in his hand into a Ladies' Aesthetics magazine.
As he flipped through the magazine, he casually greeted the visitor.
The man in the gray trench coat took off his hat and sat opposite him.
"Allen came to see you this morning?"
As expected of a Nighthawk, a Nightmare … Klein resisted the urge to sigh and replied with a smile,
"Yes."
He already understood why the Nighthawks would suddenly enter his dream.
The Nightmare in front of him was likely a Nighthawk captain who was in charge of the Will Auceptin case, but they hadn't been able to find any useful clues.
Under such circumstances, Dr. Allen and Detective Sherlock Moriarty's visit to inquire about Will Auceptin's whereabouts should have been known by them last night or this morning. At the same time, they discovered that Dr. Allen had just finished breakfast and had rushed to Minsk Street to visit Detective Sherlock Moriarty.
In the spirit of professionalism, entering a dream at night was the most normal and natural development. As for Dr. Allen, rashly entering the dream might very well cut off the clues, so a particular detective was undoubtedly the first choice.
"What happened to him?" the captain of the Nighthawk team "casually" asked.
Klein answered truthfully, "That's right.
"He had a nightmare …"
Klein described the scene of the pitch-black tower, the silver snake, and Will Auceptin, who was under layers of protection.
Finally, he said, "Before having this nightmare, Allen had gone to Will Auceptin's house to look for the child. As he was worried about his recovery and was troubled by his bad luck, it was a pity that Will Auceptin's family had already moved away. However, Allen recalled that the child had given him a paper crane that he had folded himself and wished him good luck.
"Maybe he was stimulated by these two things, which is why he had such a nightmare."
The man in the gray coat revealed a pleasantly surprised expression.
"A paper crane?"
"Yes." Klein nodded gently. "The child gave it to Allen before he was discharged. Allen casually threw it into a drawer in his office and forgot about it. He only recalled it last night."
"I understand. Thank you for your explanation." The captain of the Nighthawks stood up and politely bowed with his hand pressed to his chest.
The dream suddenly rippled like water, and he disappeared from the room.
Looking at the seat he had sat in, Klein leisurely speculated about what would happen next.
The Nighthawks might go to Dr. Allen's place tonight and enter the dream to check and take away the paper crane. Hence, the problem arose. The paper crane was folded by Klein, and the real one was above the gray fog.
Forget it, no matter which paper crane I use, they won't be able to divine the answer. It doesn't matter if I exchange it back or not … Klein muttered to himself.
Reining in his thoughts, he continued sitting there without being in a hurry to leave the dream. He fell into a daze for a long time.
After a while, he curled the corners of his mouth and sighed softly.
"How nostalgic …"
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