Objects or environments that can be used for divination are called "divination media". There is some kind of inexplicable connection between the medium and the target, and divination takes advantage of this connection. However, this connection is not stable. Not only will it gradually weaken over time, it can also be suppressed or even erased by higher-level forces. The current situation in the orphanage belongs to the latter: the aftermath of divinity swept through the entire orphanage, invalidating all media that could be used for divination and tracking. Therefore, the focus of the investigation was placed on the mortal robbers who were captured alive or killed. Currently, these guys are being tortured, interrogated, and questioned by official supernatural beings in the prison of the Super Management Bureau. As for the orphanage itself, after the official extraordinary people eliminated possible hidden dangers and recorded the situation on the scene with the rubbing spell, the children who had stayed in the Super Management Bureau for one night were allowed to move back. After all, there are eleven children of all ages, and there is not enough space and manpower within the Super Management Bureau to take care of them, so it is better to let them come back first. Of course, in order to prevent accidents, two executors and four or five security police officers will be stationed here permanently, and Richard is one of them. ——His right eye has healed after receiving treatment from a wizard within the Super Management Bureau. "Uncle, let's go play with Sister Claire."
Joan tilted her head back, looked at the executor's face, and spoke a little shyly. Although the two little guys were not afraid of strangers, the sudden replacement of the familiar security guard still aroused their subconscious doubts and vigilance, as if they vaguely realized that something had changed. "uncle……" Richard's eyelids twitched slightly, and he immediately noticed the name. "Claire? The miserable little girl?" He thought about it and quickly found the corresponding person among the eleven children. Then he lowered his head and asked softly to Joan, who was only as tall as his chest: "Can you describe her?" "Uh..." Qiong was slightly stunned, then frowned her little eyebrows as if thinking, but she was not recalling someone's face, but organizing the language to describe it. "Sister Claire is thin, tall, very white and very beautiful!" Dick raised his hand and answered first, "She likes to wear a chain on her hand with a sparkling little crystal on it!" Richard recalled the image of the little girl and found that it matched, so his body relaxed a little. He lowered his head and glanced at the three people in front of him, and a gleam of light flashed in his eyes imperceptibly. After a few seconds, he confirmed that these people were just mortals without any special spiritual fluctuations, and they were not carrying any dangerous items, so he nodded and pointed at the door with one finger: "Go in, and be careful not to disturb them." "it is good!" "no problem!" Seeing that the other party let them go, the two children jumped up happily and shouted in a voice that was deliberately lowered but with a tone of joy and excitement. "Wait," Richard frowned slightly and called out to the three people when they were about to pass through the iron gate. "Excuse me, who are you?" He was talking to Qi Ji, who looked the oldest. Although he had confirmed through his own inspiration and clairvoyance that she was not a supernatural being and did not carry any dangerous goods, it was still hard for him not to mind her mysterious and concealed appearance.
So I stopped her, thinking it would be safer to confirm it again. Qi Ji paused, turned slightly, and faced the executor: "I am the...guardian of these two little ones." "Can you take off your hood?" Richard requested in a gentle and gentlemanly tone. Qi Ji thought for a moment, and suddenly seemed to have thought of something. He smiled playfully and nodded: "can." Then he raised his hand and lifted the edge of his cloak a little, not taking it off completely, but enough so that Richard in front of him could see his appearance clearly. "hiss--" Richard looked down, gasped and leaned back, his pupils trembling. He was silent for ten seconds in great shock and amazement, and then nodded dully: "Please come in. I'm sorry for the offense." Passing through the green vestibule, the three entered the lively-colored apartment, and a fairly spacious hall came into view. The doors of many rooms were located at various locations along the edge of the hall, two of which were sealed shut to prevent anyone from entering. In the rest area in the corner of the hall, there was a police officer from the security team guarding it. "Why is it someone I don't know again..." Doubt returned to Qiong's young face. After hesitating for a while, she asked the police officer: "Hello uncle, is Sister Claire here? We want to play with her." Chapter 211 What happens next? After repeated confirmation by several police officers guarding the apartment, the two little guys, who had been a little anxious, finally saw their "Sister Claire". "Hey, why did Sister Claire change places?" Following a police officer towards a room, Joan suddenly showed a confused expression. "Yeah, I remember she wasn't there originally..." Dick also scratched his cheek and muttered. The police officer in front knocked on the door of the room, pushed it open after a few seconds, and said softly to the person inside: "Claire, there are two kids named June and Dick who want to play with you. Their... uh, sister is here too." Then he turned to the two children and said: "Be careful not to disturb other people's rest." "Uh-huh!" The two of them nodded their heads in unison, and then ran into the room impatiently, cheering in low voices with joy: "Sister Claire, we are here!"
Qi Ji followed them in and saw that it was a small single bedroom with a bunk bed and an integrated desk and wardrobe on the lower level, similar to the bunk beds with desks underneath in college. Next to the desk on the lower level, sat a slightly thin, pretty-faced little girl who looked about eleven or twelve years old. Although he was quite handsome, his skin was pale and a little weak, his lips were slightly pale, and he looked like he was not in good health. Seeing the two children come in, the girl showed a faint but sincere and gentle smile on her face. Just as she was about to say something, she caught a glimpse of a cloaked figure following them from the corner of her eye. Her eyelids twitched slightly, and she subconsciously shifted her gaze to Qi Ji who walked leisurely into the bedroom. "Well?!" Suddenly, her eyes widened in shock, her pretty and delicate face showed an expression of disbelief, and her gaze froze. "Hi," Qi Ji waved and greeted her with a faint smile on his face, "Nice to meet you again." "Forehead……" The girl named Claire stared blankly at the girl in a cloak and a hood at the door. Her eyes were wide open for a moment and she couldn't say a word. A few seconds later, she stood up from the chair, a look of deep fear quickly emerged on her face, and she involuntarily took a half step back: "You... it's you..." Why does she seem afraid of me? Logically speaking, I should be considered her savior, so she shouldn't be treating me like a monster. Qi Ji thought with some doubt, and continued to walk around Joan and Dick in front of him, and walked towards Claire leisurely: "Claire, please sit down." "thump!" The girl sat back down all of a sudden. Her movements were so swift and flustered that it felt more like she had fallen in a panic. It also seemed as if she did not dare to disobey Qi Ji's orders and so she hurriedly followed his instructions. "Forehead……" Qi Ji suddenly felt a headache, but he couldn't figure out what was wrong with her. He was afraid of irritating her if he asked directly. So he could only shrug his shoulders, temporarily put aside these questions, and asked: "How did you sleep last night? Are the accommodation conditions at the Super Management Bureau okay?" "I...I'm fine..." Claire clasped her hands tightly on the seat of the chair, her voice trembling slightly, her eyes dodging, and she looked like she was about to cry. She looked so pitiful and lovable. "Teacher, do you know Sister Claire?" Qiong looked at the two people's strange behavior in a daze, and immediately realized that something was wrong. "We should consider ourselves acquaintances," Qi Ji said, turning his head slightly. "In a sense, our friendship is not shallow." "S-Sir..."
At this time, Claire's delicate and tender voice came tremblingly: "I, I didn't see anything yesterday, and I won't say anything... Please... let me go..." ha? Qi Ji was stunned for a moment, turned his head to look at her, and suddenly realized what was wrong with this girl's thinking. It seemed like she was treating my act of saving her and defeating two extraordinary robbers yesterday as a personal grudge between me and the kidnappers? She thought that the kidnappers and I were just a gangster, and she was just a bystander who witnessed the whole thing? She thinks that I came here specifically to silence her? "Uh," Qi Ji chuckled a few times, and quickly explained, "Did you misunderstand something? At the beginning, I... Tsk." But she paused halfway through her speech. Because she saw that when she was explaining, Claire's face opposite her was instantly covered with deep fear and despair. It seemed that in her eyes, explanation meant covering up, and also meant...no way out. "Tsk, that's difficult." Qi Ji suddenly felt a slight headache, but after thinking about it, she found a solution. "You don't need to panic." She put her hands behind her back, and her tone suddenly became low and condensed, making her look mysterious: "If I want to keep you, no one can touch you; if I don't want to stay... you will end everything before you realize it." This look and tone were just like talking to ants, as if she was really a mysterious master who was meticulous, decisive, and ruthless. It is better to guide than to block. According to Claire's current train of thought, the more Qi Ji explains, the more flustered she becomes. It would be better to take advantage of the situation and let her think that her imagination is real first, and then gradually reduce her inner fear and panic. This will definitely have a better effect. Of course, there is a more effective way, which is to directly use mental magic to erase memory, which is more effective than any words. However, Qi Ji did not want to use extraordinary means to interfere with the minds and cognition of innocent people. This would make her feel superior to others and she would think she could control everything, manipulate everything, and control everything. This was not what she was hoping for at the moment. After hearing Qi Ji's cold words, Claire shuddered and looked at him with tearful eyes, full of fear and a bit of confusion, as if she didn't quite understand what her words meant. "I advise you to show your usefulness to me when you are in front of me and convince me to keep you." Qi Ji walked to the edge of the bedroom, leaned his back against the wall, stared straight at Claire, and said word by word: "I have a few questions that I need you to answer." Claire immediately understood the hidden meaning in these words and nodded quickly, agreeing:
"Okay! I will answer any question you ask truthfully!" Claire realizes that the only way to survive this powerful, mysterious, and indifferent supernatural being is to make her think she is still useful! Simply put, you have to demonstrate your own value! To be more direct: please her! And now, the other party is obviously interested in something he knows, and the best way to please her is undoubtedly to tell her this information truthfully. "very good."