Mystery: Gray Walker

Chapter 112 You even owe money on credit? No wonder you're single.

Leah Horn subtly withdrew her hand, her face expressionless, but her light brown eyes glanced at Elwin with a hint of "here we go again" in them.

"Mr. Alvin, please get to the point."

Her voice was clear and crisp, but with a hint of business. "Also, please don't use words like 'ace.' I only provide consulting services based on numerology, astrology, and probability."

"Lia, why can't you understand my heart?"

Green suddenly looked at Alvin and gasped.

rogue!

Leah ignored Alvin and turned to Grimm. "Mr. Grimm, it's a pleasure to meet you. Mr. Alvin mentioned needing help; is it about finding someone?"

"Ah, that's right. We're looking for someone—"

Alvin nudged Green with his elbow, interrupting him, and said, "This man arrived in Oberhafen about four days ago. He has a southern accent and may be involved in an old case. He wants you to see that he's not in town yet."

Leah took the portrait and examined it carefully. Then she went to the desk and took out a dark velvet cushion from the drawer.

The most eye-catching item on top is a fist-sized, crystal-clear crystal ball, which is solemnly placed in the center of the cushion.

After Lia sat down, she held her hands above the crystal ball with a focused expression. "Please silently recite the target image and the request for 'traces' in your minds."

Green and Irwin did as instructed. The room fell silent, save for the ticking of the old clock.

Leah stared at the crystal ball, where a faint mist seemed to swirl within it. Her expression was serious, and her lips moved slightly, as if she were reciting something.

Irwin watched intently, clearly quite convinced by this standard procedure.

However, Green noticed something unusual: Leah's left hand, which seemed to hang casually at her side and was hidden by her wide sleeve, was making some kind of small movement.

Green subtly turned to the side, but the result left him both amused and exasperated.

On the surface, the young girl, Lia, was performing a solemn ceremony with a crystal ball, but in reality, she was tossing coins.

He didn't speak. Perhaps Alvin already knew about her little tricks, but his hormone-driven brain chose to ignore them.

There's no solution to being obsessed with love.

Just then, Leah seemed to have obtained crucial information through the coin.

Her right hand, which was hovering above the crystal ball, suddenly trembled slightly. At the same time, her left hand froze instantly, and the silver coin silently slid into her sleeve. The whole process was as fast as lightning.

She looked up at the crystal ball. "Hmm, his trail leads to an inn in the east of the city. The inn has a restroom."

"Wow, that's amazing! You even noticed the bathroom!" Alvin couldn't help but praise.

Green turned to look at him, a smirk involuntarily creeping onto his lips.

"You really have a thick skin," he thought to himself.

Upon hearing this flattering remark, Leah glanced at Green, her pretty face flushing slightly.

Grimm almost burst out laughing when he saw Leah's slightly flushed cheeks and her feigned composure.

But he held back, clearing his throat lightly. "Um, Miss Horn, could you... be more specific? Like the name of the hotel, or a more precise location?"

Hearing this, Leah seemed a little embarrassed.

She shook her head. "I'm sorry, Mr. Green. I can only 'see' these blurry images. And... the target's trail seems to be partially obscured or blocked by something, like... a thin mist. This prevents me from getting any clearer information."

What covered the traces?

A thought struck Green. Was it some kind of extraordinary anti-divination item? Or did the target itself possess the ability to interfere with spiritual detection?

"Interference?" Elwin clicked his tongue, stroking his chin. "Could it really be that unlucky, involving something extraordinary...?"

"It's possible that he was carrying some kind of extraordinary item, but there is definitely a spiritual layer of obscuring it."

This time, Leah simply took out the coin and spun it casually on the table. "I suspect that the target or his associates should know something about the secrets and have made corresponding preparations."

Green frowned. If it were just an ordinary person carrying some kind of anti-divination item, it would be fine, but if an extraordinary person intervened, it would be troublesome.

"That's enough, that's sufficient information." Alvin patted Green on the shoulder and looked at Leah. "Inns with restrooms in the east of the city. The area has been narrowed down considerably. Leah, you've been a great help!"

Leah breathed a sigh of relief, carefully placed the crystal ball back on the velvet cushion, and put it in the drawer.

"I'm glad I was able to help. If you need anything else, feel free to come back. But..."

She paused, glanced at Alvin, and said, "Next time, please state your purpose directly. Also, the fee for this visit, plus the fees for the previous two visits, is a total of 2 gold pounds and 5 soles."

"Definitely! But can we put it on the tab this time and settle it together next time?" Alvin readily agreed.

"No!" Leah was clearly unhappy and answered angrily.

Green was speechless. You're trying to woo a girl by asking for money on credit? You want to get her for free? No wonder she doesn't like you.

"Um, um, did you bring any money? This mission is yours, so..."

Green now has reason to suspect that he has been set up to increase Leah's sales, and that the two of them may have conspired beforehand.

There's no way around it; you have to maintain relationships with your colleagues.

"I'll calculate the interest for you!" Green thought to himself, though he was reluctant, he still paid 2 gold pounds and 5 soles.

Leaving Leah's fortune-telling hut and walking down the noisy street, Green couldn't help but ask, "Has she... always been like this?"

Alvin knew what Grimm was asking. He shrugged. "Leah's family is said to have some diviner blood, but it's very diluted by the time it reaches her. Although she's a Sequence 9 in the Diviner's Path, her clairvoyance and direct divination abilities are unreliable."

"However, she's very clever. She's good at combining existing intelligence, psychology, and probability to make inferences, and then using that ritual and... well, some tricks, to 'present' the results. Many times, the results are quite accurate. For us, being able to provide direction is valuable."

"Besides," Alvin added, his tone unusually serious, "she charges reasonable fees, keeps her mouth shut, and knows what to ask and what not to ask. In the lower part of Oberhafen, it's not easy to find a 'consultant' this cheap. Next time you come to see her, I'll have her give you a discount."

Damn, I knew it, you two were in cahoots!

Green glared at him. "I have a family to support!"

"Look at you, what's the rush? I already said I'd give you a discount." Alvin put his arm around Green's shoulder, soothingly saying, "After the investigation is over, I'll treat you to a drink. How about that? Pretty sincere, right? I'll pay you back the consulting fee next time I get paid, don't look so sad."

Green slapped Alvin's hand away and said irritably, "Find the person first. You definitely have to pay back the money; I'm out of money."

Alvin deftly pulled a cigarette case from Green's pocket, took out a cigarette, and lit it. "I suspect that since this person is operating covertly, he will definitely choose to stay in inconspicuous inns, and the most suitable place in the east of the city is—"

"Blackwater Alley!" Green stopped and turned to look at Alvin.